After listening to Qin Feng's explanation, Wang Bing couldn't control his tear ducts, and two lines of hot tears fell down his cheeks.
Nowadays, the floods in Qingshan County have been controlled, but some soldiers have lost their lives forever.
They protected the relatives of thousands of families, but their own families lost their relatives.
The price of victory in fighting floods is the "sacrifice" of the soldiers, which is cruel and tragic.
Facing the fierce flood, those brave Chinese soldiers carried dozens of kilograms of sandbags on their shoulders to block the broken river dam. Using life mats, they used their flesh and blood to build bridges and roads for the victims on the rushing water.
From ancient times to the present, the prerequisite for peaceful times is for someone to bear the burden and move forward...
Qin Feng handed Wang Bing a tissue. Wang Bing wiped his tears and pondered for a while before making a decision.
Wang Bing raised his face, looked directly at Qin Feng, and asked: "Sir Qin, I want to help you once, please take me with you, I can also contribute some meager strength."
"No." Qin Feng decisively refused.
Wang Bing looked resolute and continued to plead: "Mr. Qin, I came to you alone. I didn't bring a photography team, a camera or a microphone. I'm not a reporter now, I'm just an ordinary citizen. I just want to get I will use all my strength to help you. This is the only way I can express my high respect to those martyred soldiers."
Qin Feng pursed his dry lips, hesitated for a moment and said, "Reporter Wang, I understand what you mean... Then come with me."
After receiving Qin Feng's consent, Wang Bing smiled lightly, with a hint of sadness in his smile.
Afterwards, Qin Feng quietly gathered a hundred soldiers, who all carried stretchers and trudged downstream along the muddy river.
Twenty minutes later, Qin Feng and his party arrived at the lower reaches of the river.
After the flood receded, sediment accumulated in the lower reaches of the river. In the darkness, corpses lay scattered in the sediment.
Their military uniforms have been soaked by the flood, but the national emblem on their chests is still shining in the darkness.
Then Qin Feng heard the sobbing sounds from his comrades around him. They were all suppressing their inner grief and would not cry even to death.
Each and every one of them was a tough man with tears streaming down his face and his eyes red and swollen.
Wang Bing covered her mouth and sobbed softly, her delicate body trembling.
As a commander, Qin Feng must show his strong side. He must not cry in front of his subordinates.
"Everyone, please stop crying. These martyred brothers are all heroes. Our task now is to take the brothers home." Qin Feng's voice was full of depression and sadness.
The accompanying soldiers wiped away their tears and began to carry out Qin Feng's orders.
Everyone walked into the sand pit and carried the bodies in the sand pit onto stretchers. During the transportation process, the soldiers' arms were shaking violently.
When they carried heavy sandbags to block the flood, their arms didn't shake at all. But when they went to carry the bodies of their comrades, their hands couldn't stop shaking.
Qin Feng also did it himself, walking into the sand pit to carry the bodies of his comrades.
When he touched the cold corpse of his comrade, an unspeakable sadness filled his chest.
Wang Bing also helped the soldiers carry the corpses. In the darkness, her tears were like springs.
"I finally understand why Chief Qin chose to carry the bodies of the soldiers in the middle of the night..." Wang Bing's eyes were filled with tears. At this moment, she understood Qin Feng's thoughts.
Because in the middle of the night, everything in the world is shrouded in darkness. In this way, everyone could not clearly see the faces of their dead comrades.
As long as we can't see the familiar faces of our partners, it can alleviate some of everyone's pain...
Qin Feng is a fierce warrior, but also a tender man.
The moving work was completed quickly. In fact, the number of martyred soldiers was not that many.
Everything relied on Qin Feng's wise command and decision-making. Without Qin Feng's presence, more soldiers would have died during this flood fighting operation in Qingshan County.
Qin Feng cannot save all his comrades, but he will always try his best to save every comrade. He worked hard with his wisdom and physical strength just to reduce casualties.
The sky became clear and the moon came out. The cold moonlight shines on the dilapidated Qingshan County, making it even more desolate.
Qin Feng and his party, carrying heavy stretchers, walked in the darkness covered with stars and moon...
The soul of a man is immortal after death, and the soul of a soldier is passed on forever.
The "Chinese Army Soul" is like an ancient and mysterious Eastern dragon. Sometimes its scales will fall off, but eventually new scales will be reborn!
This night, there was no heavy rain, only cold wind.
The next day, the sun rose slowly, and a curved rainbow was outlined in the sky over Qingshan County.
With the sunshine, both the soldiers and the victims smiled. The weather has cleared after the rain, which means the flood disaster is over.
But Qingshan County is now in ruins, and the task of post-disaster reconstruction is very heavy.
The electric power rescue team repaired the power grid and circuits as soon as possible, the fire fighters were responsible for clearing obstacles and debris from the ruins, and the medical team tried their best to prolong the lives of the injured...
These people from all walks of life, like Chinese soldiers, are "soldiers" in the eyes of the common people.
When it was time for lunch break, Qin Feng only had half a steamed bun left in his hand.
Qingshan County's food reserves are running low, and they may not be able to eat even half a steamed bun until tomorrow.
Qin Feng was in a very bad mood now. While biting the sour buns, he was feeling very sad. He was worried about Ji Qingyue's situation.
According to the latest news on the Internet, the floods in Roushui County are serious. The county is flooded and rivers are pouring back. The water level can easily submerge an adult.
Qin Feng tried to contact Ji Qingyue many times using a satellite phone, but all failed.
Just when Qin Feng felt lost, Wang Bing came to the tent of the command camp again. He looked anxious and panted and said: "Sir Qin, I just came from the medical shed. The conditions of the injured soldiers and victims are not the same now." Be optimistic, go and see it quickly!”
"Okay, I'll change my clothes and I'll be right back!"
Qin Feng put on his white coat and medical mask, resumed his identity as "Doctor Qin", and followed Wang Bing to the medical shed quickly.
In the medical shed, all the medical staff were busy, and many patients and wounded were now in a critical condition.
In a panic, Chen Zining saw Qin Feng, so she immediately ran over and said anxiously: "Doctor Qin, most of the patients are in poor condition now, especially in the medical sheds next door. Many of the injured are on the verge of death."
"Director Chen, what's going on?!" Qin Feng looked confused now.
It stands to reason that the condition and injuries of most of the wounded have been controlled, and it is impossible for there to be so many critically ill patients.
Chen Zining sighed with helplessness in her tone: "Doctor Qin, most of the patients' conditions and injuries are indeed under control, but the nutritional solutions and food are not enough. You know, during the recovery stage of the wounded, there is an urgent need to obtain nutrition and The calories of food. There is not enough food now, and the bodies of many wounded people will naturally not be able to hold on."
Qin Feng suddenly realized that all the problems were caused by insufficient food reserves.
Although the floods have receded, Qingshan County is now facing famine again!
Author's digression: Fourth update!