As time went by, Qin Feng and Ji Qingyue felt that they could not hold on because the power of the flood was too huge. Especially Qin Feng, he was already exhausted.
At this moment, Qin Feng and Ji Qingyue felt a force coming from behind.
The two turned around and saw that behind them were the members of the Dragon Soul Team:
Tieniu, Rose, Chengfeng, Wolf Warrior, and Bubu, who is only sixteen years old.
The members of the Dragon Soul Team simultaneously stretched out their hands and pressed against the backs of Qin Feng and Ji Qingyue. They transferred all their strength to Qin Feng and Ji Qingyue, and at the same time, they also transferred their faith to Qin Feng and Ji Qingyue. Yue's heart.
Behind the members of the Dragon Soul Team are all the members of the Dragon Soul Group.
Behind all the members of the Dragon Soul Group are one hundred thousand Chinese warriors.
Through pairs of palms soaked by the flood, everyone's strength is transferred to the front line!
Qin Feng showed a bright smile in the flood, and he felt that everything was worth it.
There is not a single coward or coward among the warriors cultivated by China!
Hundreds of thousands of Chinese soldiers, gathered together at this moment, seem to have used their bodies to build a "China's Moving Great Wall" to guard the floods and protect the homes of the people of Ming Dynasty.
All these scenes were recorded by media photographers and then broadcast live to people across the country.
In front of the TV, Lin Ruoxue burst into tears. She knew that Qin Feng was among the "100,000 Wall".
Qin Luoli didn't dare to open her eyes and look. She buried her face in Lin Shiyun's chest, her delicate body trembling constantly.
Lin Shiyun bit her lip and stared at the TV, tears welling up in her eyes.
Last night, Qin Feng was still accompanying them and laughing together, but tonight Qin Feng used his body to bear the invasion of the flood...
In Qingshan County, the typhoon passed through and the weather became even worse.
Thunder rumbled and dark clouds rolled over the city. As the heavy rains got heavier, the floods became more and more violent.
The soldiers were all made of flesh and blood, their bodies were not steel, so many warriors were washed to the ground by the flood and then submerged in the raging waves.
Some soldiers were hit by debris in the flood, and their bodies were dripping with blood, dyeing the rapid river red.
But every time a warrior fell, other warriors rushed to fill the void.
One hundred thousand elite soldiers fought one after another just to block the big hole in the reservoir.
Every soldier in the rear was passing sandbags to the "front line" where Qin Feng was.
Although a sandbag is very small, when accumulated, it will eventually be able to plug the leak in the reservoir.
If there are not enough sandbags, send people to dig sand and make more sandbags.
Sandbags are passed to the front one after another, just like building a building, slowly stacked brick by brick, and tall buildings rise from the ground!
Time flies and the rain keeps falling.
The soldiers on the front line used their flesh and blood to plug the leaks in the reservoir.
The logistics force worked hard to provide more sandbags to the soldiers on the front line.
About every eighteen sandbags can replace the body of a warrior.
In other words, every time eighteen sandbags are delivered to the front line, one front-line soldier can rest.
An hour passed...
Two hours have passed...
Three hours have passed...
There are more and more tiny sandbags, and gradually, half of the leaks in the reservoir have been blocked!
In other words, half of the frontline soldiers can rest.
These frontline soldiers were paralyzed on the ground on both sides of the river. They had resisted the flood for several hours with their bodies. Their skin had been soaked and peeled, and they were in agony.
But they did not cry out in pain, but stood up again and assisted the logistics troops in transporting sandbags one after another to the front line.
Every second, the soldiers on the front line are bearing the impact of the flood.
Just like that, the night passed.
At six o'clock in the morning the next day, Qin Feng carried the last sandbag and blocked the last corner of the reservoir hole.
After seven hours of hard work, the huge hole in the reservoir was finally blocked by countless sandbags!
This is simply a miracle in the history of human engineering!
In one night, 100,000 soldiers worked together to build the Moving Great Wall of China with their bodies and sandbags, defeating the flood!
Qin Feng sat paralyzed on the ground, panting.
At this moment, his body has reached its limit, and he can only rely on the Xuanyuan Jade he carries with him to replenish some energy and blood for him.
One hundred thousand soldiers sat on the ground. They were all exhausted. Some lay directly on the spot and fell asleep. Some were covered in wounds, and their broken uniforms were stained red with blood.
This scene was so shocking that the photographer couldn't help but shed tears during the filming process.
No one can empathize with them, and no one knows what these soldiers went through overnight.
Ordinary people can only make up their minds and imagine, but the specific experiences of the soldiers would be even crueler than what they imagined.
Among the 100,000 soldiers, Qin Feng endured the most. He carried it for a full seven hours from beginning to end.
It stands to reason that for every eighteen sandbags, one soldier can be replaced.
Qin Feng is the highest-ranking officer in this flood fighting operation, so the soldiers want to replace Qin Feng with sandbags as soon as possible to give Qin Feng a chance to rest as soon as possible.
But Qin Feng took the initiative to stay at the end and replace his comrades with sandbags first.
When all the soldiers were replaced with sandbags, Qin Feng smiled.
Seven hours, no one can imagine what Qin Feng went through in the past seven hours.
Ji Qingyue stumbled to Qin Feng holding a bottle of water, crying with joy: "Qin Feng, we did it! We blocked the leak in the reservoir!"
Qin Feng grinned, but his face had been turned into a pig's head by the flood.
It was Qin Feng who led one hundred thousand soldiers to accomplish this feat that protected the people of Qingshan County and Qingshan City.
Ji Qingyue fed Qin Feng some water, and Qin Feng's condition recovered somewhat.
He looked at Ji Qingyue in front of him and felt a little distressed.
In the past seven hours, Ji Qingyue did not leave Qin Feng even half a step. She endured everything with Qin Feng.
Ji Qingyue's hands and feet were ulcerated, and there were many scars on her body. Her mouth was black and blue, and her eyes were bloodshot...
Qin Feng raised his hand, gently touched Ji Qingyue's dirty face, and said feebly: "Sister Qingyue, thank you for your hard work."
Ji Qingyue held Qin Feng in her arms, her cheeks scratched by uncontrollable tears. She didn't know what to say, Qin Feng was obviously the one who had the hardest time.
The flood disaster was temporarily under effective control. With the support of his comrades, Qin Feng returned to the safe area on the hillside.
Qin Feng appeared in the safety zone, and the victims around him applauded, burst into tears, and lined up to thank Qin Feng.
Without Qin Feng, these victims would not be alive today.
Qin Feng is a hero of the people and a hero of the country.
Qin Feng laughed. He didn't enjoy everyone's applause and love, he just felt that his efforts were worth it.
At this time, an officer walked up to Qin Feng and whispered: "Sir Qin, the hole in the reservoir has been blocked. Our operation was successful. But in terms of casualties..."
As Qin Feng listened, his smile gradually disappeared.
The officers around him were reporting to him the casualties last night. A large number of comrades lost their lives in the flood...
Qin Feng's eyes were red, and he clenched his fists tightly with mixed feelings in his heart.
The soldiers risked their own lives in exchange for the safety of the people of Qingshan County.
Author's digression: Fourth update!