Pan and Han were just having a good time with it. They were about to pay tribute to their dead comrades, so they could still tell what was important.

The northern outer base was completely destroyed, and everyone decided to transform it into a martyrs' cemetery.

Hundreds of slaves, led by Maggie and others, worked diligently and orderly to clean the ground, dig graves, and make simple tombstones.

In the blink of an eye, it was afternoon.

"Commander, everything is ready. The memorial ceremony can start at any time." Qin Zhong walked into the hall and reported to Pan Han.

"Let's go." Pan Han had already changed into a suit and took Cheng Xiao to the cemetery.

At this time, all the personnel of the Dawn Base had lined up in neat rows and stood solemnly.

The Martyrs' Cemetery has dug 113 human graves and 109 rabbit graves.

Several large wooden boards were used to build a simple archway with the words: Dawn Army Martyrs Cemetery

Qin Zhong led Pan Han to a high platform and then took Cheng Xiao downstairs.

Pan Han stood on the stage, looking at the troops below, and thought of the dead team members and rabbits. He felt a lot of emotions in his heart, and it became heavier.

The crowd below stood in blocks of tofu, each group organized according to their respective camps. A sense of collective honor fiercely impacted their hearts.

Since the end of the world, everyone has been living a miserable life, accustomed to life and death, and numb to human nature.

Especially the slaves, they sold their bodies and souls in exchange for a night of rest. Their dead hearts had long since stopped making any waves!

Then, this man appeared, giving everyone hope and motivation to live.

A gentle breeze blew by, dispersing the fog and miasma, and the sun shone with golden rays, shining on the martyrs' cemetery.

"Comrades! From today on, we will use this name!" Pan Han straightened his clothes and spoke solemnly.

These three words, like magic, instantly struck everyone's heart. What a warm and beautiful word!

We share the same ideals and values, and we share the same heart. We are comrades! This goes beyond friends, beyond family, and beyond all relationships that are brought together by vulgar interests.

Some slaves couldn't help but keep repeating "Comrades, comrades" in their minds, and there was a rustling sound at the scene.

"Some of you have heard of this word, some have not, and many have even heard of it but have forgotten it. They have forgotten it in the softest corner of their hearts. But it doesn't matter! Now, we are all comrades!" Pan Han saw that everyone was excited and confused.

"Why are we called comrades? Because we all have the same goal, which is to end the doomsday and liberate all mankind! Let everyone live a normal life!" Pan Han continued.

Normal life? Everyone's eyes gleamed. Except for Boss Qin and his friends, no one else could believe their ears.

"That's right, it's a normal life! Everyone works from sunrise to sunset! The elderly can drink tea and play chess, children can read and play, young people can sing and dance, and middle-aged people can drink and chat! This is how everyone lived before the end of the world!" Pan Han became more and more excited as he spoke.

As they listened to Pan Han's story, they all recalled their lives before the apocalypse. A faint smile played on their lips, and tears welled up in their eyes.

"Now, let's begin the flag-raising ceremony for the army!" Pan Han waved his hand, and several tall men came up from behind the stage, holding military flags in their hands.

Next, Pan Han awarded the military flags to Qin Zhong, Second Sister, Rui Ke and others one by one.

"Salute! Swear allegiance to the commander until death! Swear to defend the honor of the Dawn Army until death! Swear to defend the fruits of the Dawn Army's victory until death!" Qin Zhong led the other officers in saluting Pan Han. He then turned and saluted the crowd below.

Pan Han looked at everyone with a smile and applauded in congratulations.

Qin Zhong led everyone, raised the military flag high in their hands, and waved it in the wind!

The soldiers in each camp burst into shouts like a landslide and tsunami!

They shouted, hugged each other, and called each other comrades!

Some people threw away their hats, some took off their shirts, some hugged their female comrades next to them, and some kissed their loved ones.

The heated atmosphere lasted for three minutes before Pan Han signaled everyone to calm down.

"Comrades! Today, in addition to the formation of the army and the awarding of the flag, there is another important part, which is to commemorate our fallen comrades!" Pan Han's tone suddenly slowed down, low and full of sadness.

"Since its establishment, Dawn Base has never proactively provoked trouble. Yet, we have been attacked time and again. We have paid a heavy price to defend our homeland. Yesterday, we just concluded a fierce battle. Over 200 of our comrades were killed."

"Attention everyone! One minute of silence for our fallen comrades!"

Pan Han lowered his head first, and everyone else also bowed their heads in silence.

Some people remembered the tragic death of their best friends, while others remembered their roommates who were shot and fell to the ground while trying to save them.

Many people began to sob, and waves of wailing rose one after another.

"The ceremony is over!" Pan Han raised his head and looked in the direction of Tower Z, secretly vowing to eradicate this evil force completely!

"Everyone, please remember this day, remember these comrades who died for us. Please also remember that their sacrifice will not be in vain! One day, the flag of the Dawn Army will be planted all over the world!"

"Long live the Dawn Army!"

"Long live the Dawn Army!"

"Long live the Dawn Army!"

The scene was once again filled with shouts like a tsunami!

"Order! Today is the founding day of the Dawn Army and also the Martyrs' Day. From now on, the two ceremonies will be held together every year!" Pan Han issued the first order of the Dawn Army.

Everyone saluted!

"Next, we will proceed to the third item, the public trial of war criminal Li Qinglong!" As soon as Pan Han said this, those who had lost their comrades were suddenly ignited.

"Hang him!"

"Burn him!"

"Skin him alive!"

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