Come against the wind, exchange your glory

Chapter 270 They Are Still Children

At night, the dam was built in ice water, and the flood flooded their chests. The soldiers were trembling. Just ahead, the light of the flashlight was getting closer and closer. A villager sent them hot boiled eggs in the middle of the night to keep them warm.

However, there are still people who are suffering in front of them. How dare they stop, and once the whistle is blown, they will rush to the place where they are needed.

Han Wu had a high fever, his hands were covered with wounds, and his feet were deeply wrinkled and skinned due to soaking in water for too long.

"Young Master Yan, it's not good. Ahead... the bridge in front collapsed. Young Master Qiu... Young Master Qiu took people to repair the bridge and... dredge the river."

"What? Send reinforcements immediately, and make sure to bring Qiu Shao back safely."

"Master, please tell me, Madam, this mission requires you to take care of the overall situation to win people's hearts. How can you just..."

"Assistant He, I advise you to find out who you are taking orders from now. I, Yan Ji, have the right to mobilize the shadow guards of the imperial capital even if I am not the head of the family. It seems that you still don't understand my determination. Then I swear here today that I will only protect enemies in my lifetime. Yang alone, even if it takes the lives of all the shadow guards of the Yan family, he will not hesitate." Yan Ji's eyes were filled with anger, his behavior was brutal and crazy, and he grabbed Assistant He's neck with one hand and threw him out.

"Young master..." Assistant He's pupils trembled. At that moment, the young master was really murderous, and he had to inform his wife as soon as possible. Qiu Yang must not stay.

Qiu Yang went out and took the shadow guards hidden in the dark to rescue Bingci.

The bridge collapsed, countless rubble blocked the river, and the excavator could not adjust it, so it had to be carried by hand. Moreover, there was a risk of flooding and overturning at any time.

However, this group of fighters did not hesitate for a moment, and went into the water to dig rocks.

Everyone was muddy, their fingernails were stuffed with sand, and they were sleepless. The flood continued to fight for more than 20 hours.

The rain is getting lighter, the water level has dropped, and the flood has gone.

The soldiers were exhausted and fell asleep on the roadside. An old man walked up and said with a choked voice, "They are all still children..."

Bing Ci was sitting on the ground covered in mud and looked at them from a distance, thoughtfully, at this moment a little girl brought her an apple with a red umbrella.

"Brother, I only have this, I'll give it to you."

The little girl awkwardly raised her right hand as a military salute to her.Bing Ci smiled and stood up even though he was exhausted, and returned her a military salute.

Han Wu came out weakly leaning on the wall and saw this scene, and the picture gradually overlapped with the characters in his memory.

"Brother's hands are dirty, eat it yourself!"

"Not dirty, I'll feed my brother."

"Well, thank you."

After the flood was gone, the villagers brought hot water for everyone, but the hands that could move hundreds of catties of sandbags could not hold the water cups handed over by the people.

The soldiers stood neatly in several rows, reluctant to stretch out their hands for a long time, and even hid behind their backs.

Just because they were afraid that such swollen and festered hands would scare them.

But how could this kind of action be hidden from their eyes? When they insisted on grabbing them out, everyone broke their defenses instantly, hugging them and weeping uncontrollably.

This group of Huaxia soldiers are young, the youngest is only 19 years old, and they have already shouldered the responsibility of their family, country and world.

Disasters are merciless, and they want to evacuate quietly after completing the embankment task, but they don't know that the lights illuminate the world, and the people of Huicheng line the road to welcome them.

Bingci sat in the car with a peaceful heart.

"Little brother is really capable. He moved sand to build embankments, dived into water to save people, dredged the river, and before he left, he jumped again to save a dog." Han Wu sat in the same car with her, with his head naturally leaning on her shoulder. superior.

"The captain is also very good, evacuating the crowd, planning the embankment, breaking through the traffic jam, setting up a temporary rescue station, and opening the gate to release the flood," Bingci said without emotion.

Yan Ji really couldn't stand it and stretched out his hand to pick him up, but Bing Ci stopped him and said, "Xiao Ji, he is still very weak now."

"He still has the strength to play tricks, I think he's doing very well," Yan Ji gave Han Wu a hard look.

"Is Master Han a soft bone? You need to rely on others."

"Yes!" Han Wu looked at him provocatively.

"Don't force me, come here and change the car for Master Han."

"Xiao Ji, I'm fine."

In the small carriage, the sound of the two hurting each other never stopped, and Bing Ci was already indifferent.

(End of this chapter)