At one o'clock in the afternoon, Qin Feng gathered all the soldiers on the river bank.
At the same time, one armored vehicle after another was parked on the muddy mountain road on standby.
The hundreds of thousands of Chinese soldiers are about to be divided into two teams...
Ji Qingyue walked up to Qin Feng and took out a scarf from her arms.
"Qin Feng, this is the scarf you asked me to keep for you two days ago. Now we are going to be separated temporarily, so this scarf should be returned to its original owner."
Ji Qingyue knew that this scarf was given to Qin Feng by Lin Ruoxue. She knew the importance of this scarf to Qin Feng, so she had been keeping it carefully.
The scarf was not damaged in any way and looked like brand new. It was even mixed with Lin Ruoxue and Ji Qingyue's body and hair fragrance.
A complex emotion surged into his heart. Qin Feng curled his lips and looked at Ji Qingyue, his eyes slightly moist.
The tip of Ji Qingyue's nose twitched, and her eyes shone with crystal tears.
The short separation is not terrible. What is terrible is that we will never see each other again...
When fighting side by side, everyone will die together, there is nothing to be afraid of. But once the two places are separated, the two people will no longer care about each other's safety, so now Qin Feng and Ji Qingyue are worried about each other, and neither of them hopes that this separation will be a permanent farewell.
Facing the separation, Ji Qingyue actually behaved more maturely. She suppressed the sadness in her heart and put the scarf on Qin Feng with her own hands, with a smile on her bloodless cheeks.
The scarf brought Qin Feng two pieces of warmth, one from Lin Ruoxue and one from Ji Qingyue.
Since ancient times, Wenwen Township has been the Tomb of Heroes. Without his status as a Chinese soldier, Qin Feng would have lived a comfortable life with Lin Ruoxue and Ji Qingyue.
"Qin Feng, according to the leader's instructions, I will lead my comrades to Roushui County as soon as possible. We will not see each other in a short time. You must take care of yourself. When the floods stop flooding, we will be in Tianjing When we meet again in the city, no one is allowed to break their promise."
"Sister Qingyue, please take care of yourself. The mountains are high and the road is long and difficult. The next time we meet, it will be when we return in triumph."
Qin Feng and Ji Qingyue hugged each other and spoke softly into each other's ears. The relationship between the two is too complicated, including brother-sister relationship, teacher-student relationship, comrade-in-arms relationship, and even love.
After all, Qin Feng was the first man to see Ji Qingyue's body, and he was also the man to take away Ji Qingyue's first time...
A hug is a farewell.
The current situation is serious. We all shoulder the responsibilities of Chinese soldiers. We don't care about the love of our children. We only focus on the task of fighting floods and providing disaster relief.
Moments later, Ji Qingyue led a large number of soldiers in armored vehicles around the mountain road and rushed to Roushui County, which was severely flooded.
There are only 30,000 Chinese warriors left on Qin Feng's side, and all the members of the Dragon Soul Group were also taken away by Ji Qingyue.
According to Fenghuang, the disaster in Roushui County was very serious and there was a shortage of rescue personnel. It happened that the disaster in Qingshan County had been controlled by Qin Feng, so Qin Feng only left 30,000 soldiers to carry out post-disaster reconstruction work, while the large force was transferred to Roushui County.
Qin Feng suddenly climbed onto the roof of a bus, holding a big horn in his hand and speaking loudly:
"Comrades, flood disasters of varying degrees have broken out across the country recently. It was you who bravely fought the floods with your flesh and blood, so that our flood control work achieved a staged victory. First of all, on behalf of the seven military regions of China, I want to Thank you for your hard work!"
After Qin Feng said this, he took off his military cap and bowed to salute all the soldiers.
The thirty thousand soldiers standing in front of Qin Feng also bent down, took off their hats and saluted Qin Feng, and said in unison:
"Serving the people is not hard work!"
Qin Feng smiled, and then shouted loudly: "The flood in Qingshan County has been conquered by our Chinese soldiers. Logically speaking, we should hold a celebration party and drink a glass of celebratory wine..."
"But now the risk in the disaster area has not been completely eliminated. At the same time, we must also assist the villagers in the reconstruction work of the disaster area. So next, we will continue to fight on the front line."
"Flood conditions are orders, and dangerous situations are battles. Our battle is not over yet. Comrades, please continue to use all your strength. We must persist until the day when the national flood fight is won!"
Qin Feng's words greatly inspired the morale of the army. The aura of friendly forces shines brightly, and morale rises again.
Next, Qin Feng continued to deploy troops and commanded 30,000 soldiers to rebuild the disaster area and prevent floods.
Qin Feng continued to maintain a dual identity. During the day, he carried sandbags by the river to strengthen the embankment, and at night, he treated the diseases and injuries of injured victims and soldiers in the medical shed...
At twelve o'clock in the night, most of the comrades were lying on the mud floor to sleep and rest. After these days of flood fighting work, their physical strength had reached the limit, and they could fall asleep as soon as they closed their eyes.
At this time, Qin Feng was alone in the tent of the command camp. His upper body was shirtless, and his chest and abdomen were covered with deep visible scars.
The military dog Hei Feng lay quietly beside Qin Feng. It stared at the wounds on Qin Feng's body, with tears in its eyes and whimpering softly from time to time.
Qin Feng took a bottle of alcohol and poured it directly on the bloody wound.
Severe pain shot through his body, but Qin Feng didn't even frown, and then used silver needles to treat the internal injuries in his body.
Post-disaster reconstruction work is not simple at all. It is easy to be scratched by steel bars and iron sheets in the ruins, and rusty iron sheets can easily cause wound infection. Moreover, those rickety houses often collapse and may be buried in the rubble...
Qin Feng had just treated the wound and before he had time to put on his clothes, a woman walked into the tent.
The woman who walked into the tent was CCTV reporter Wang Bing. She was holding a cup of hot brown sugar ginger tea in her hand.
When Wang Bing saw Qin Feng covered in blood-stained bandages and criss-crossing scars, his heart couldn't help but twitch.
"Hey, Reporter Wang, why are you here?" Qin Feng quickly put on his clothes. He was afraid that the scars on his body would scare Wang Bing.
Wang Bing walked to Qin Feng and handed over the brown sugar ginger tea.
"Sir Qin, this is the brown sugar ginger tea I made for you. It can prevent colds and colds."
Qin Feng was very moved and showed a naive smile: "Thank you."
After drinking the brown sugar and ginger tea, Qin Feng stood up, straightened his clothes, and prepared to walk out of the tent.
Wang Bing quickly stopped Qin Feng and asked in confusion: "Sir Qin, it's twelve o'clock in the morning. If you don't have a good rest in the tent, why are you going out?"
Qin Feng was silent for a moment and then answered directly: "While it's dark, I'm going to take a group of comrades to the lower reaches of the river."
"What are you doing down the river in the middle of the night?"
"In this flood fighting operation, many of our comrades died heroically in the floods, and their bodies are still piled up in the sediment downstream of the river... I want to bring them back. I want to wait until the day when the flood fighting is completely successful and bring them back." No one should be left behind when we return to their home.”
Qin Feng's voice was extremely hoarse, and his eyes seemed to have sand in them, and they turned red when he rubbed them.
Author's digression: Third update!