Zheng Ren and Su Yun were startled at the same time.
The intensity of the Tangshan earthquake was 7.8 on the Richter scale. This time... it turned out to be 8.0...
According to the induction just now, the center of the earthquake is quite far away from the imperial capital.
Zheng Ren frowned, wondering whether emergency medicines and equipment could be distributed on time. If there is nothing, just go to the doctor and nothing can be done.
But Zheng Ren can't control this.
Let's go with everyone. The car has its own way to the front of the mountain.
Soon, more than a hundred people boarded the plane.
Finally, a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing camouflage uniforms, boarded the plane with several neatly dressed, glamorous men and women.
The men and women next to the officers were carrying long guns and cannons on their backs and were panting. At first glance, they knew that they were a small group of people who had been pulled from the TV station on a temporary mission.
They boarded the plane without much waiting. The plane immediately received the tower signal and began taxiing.
Without even having time to take a breath, the people from the TV station started to turn on the cameras and record video materials.
For future generations, these materials are precious.
But for the doctors who are on the plane at this moment, waiting to go to the front line, these information may bring some thoughts to their families only if they died on the front line.
Zheng Ren looked out the window, feeling strongly uneasy and uneasy.
The earthquake in western Sichuan was felt strongly, the communication base station was seriously damaged, and communications were interrupted. The exact number of casualties and circumstances are unknown.
We don’t know anything. The only thing we know is that the people have suffered serious casualties and are in urgent need of rescue.
Zheng Ren couldn't understand the bar on the middle-aged officer's shoulder. He only knew that he was the leader temporarily responsible for transporting medical personnel to the front line for rescue.
He stood at the front, began temporary pre-war mobilization, and explained the known situation.
After hearing the situation, the voices of speculation subsided, and everyone became uneasy.
Facing the power of nature, everyone is small and insignificant.
And the intensity of magnitude 8.0 even exceeded the Tangshan earthquake.
The vast majority of people have never experienced an earthquake, and not even everyone present has experienced it personally. All impressions come from the Tangshan earthquake many years ago.
Danger,
Very dangerous.
But the more dangerous it is, the more this group of special doctors in military uniforms are needed to rescue.
Although nervous, it was difficult to contain the excitement in my heart.
Knowing the danger, most people began to close their eyes and rest, while a few people were still whispering this to each other to pass the lonely journey.
Thirty minutes later, the officer reappeared. He received a contact from the tower, saying that there were constant aftershocks in Chengdu, and the current number of casualties was still rising.
All roads leading to the epicenter were destroyed and completely impassable.
After briefly talking about the previous news, he had nothing more to say. At this moment, nothing can be said that is superfluous.
Soon, maintenance staff started handing out blank sheets of paper. There are very few pens, so everyone takes turns using them.
"Hey, is this a suicide note?" Su Yun lowered his head slightly and looked up to see this scene through the black hair on his forehead.
It seems that it is really dangerous, otherwise the rescue personnel would not have left their last words on the plane.
Zhao Yunlong's face looked a little ugly, and he held the white paper tightly with his thick fingers, not knowing what he was thinking.
Su Yun pretended not to care, touched Zheng Ren and said, "Boss, what do you want to write to Xiao Yiren?"
"Write whatever you want, who knows." Zheng Ren was also a little flustered, but he didn't regret it, just a little scared.
Facing the unknown of life and death, no one can face it calmly. There are really people who pretend not to care, but when faced with it, they will just pee.
Fear is rooted deep in the human heart. A true warrior is not without fear, but one who is afraid, but still has to face danger and fear, and swim upstream.
"I have nothing to write about." Su Yun breathed, his black hair fluttering in front of his forehead, "I am alive, no matter what, I am fine. If I die, I am the only son in the family. Do I want my parents to cry every day while reading the suicide note? Thoughts, bullshit thoughts.”
"Yeah." Zheng Ren nodded dullly, "I think about it, I still need to write something. If there is really any danger, I won't feel regretful that I didn't say a lot of things to Yiren."
"Say it as if you know what you want to write." Su Yun said disdainfully.
The tense atmosphere is contagious. After graduating from the military medical school, this group of young doctors had the impression deeply rooted in their minds that as long as they left a suicide note, their life or death would really be uncertain.
Nervousness, slight panic, deformed handwriting.
There are so many things I want to say, but I don’t know how to say them.
When thinking of his own death and the grief of his family, some people secretly wiped away their tears, not wanting others to see their cowardice.
"Boss, tell me, it would be great if you stayed and worked on the Nobel Prize." Su Yun whispered.
"Raise an army for a thousand days, use it for a while." Zheng Ren said: "The Nobel Prize is really not important. You always think that I am pretending, but this is what I think in my heart."
"You're really worthless." Su Yun was not criticizing Zheng Ren. There was some regret in his tone, "I have thought since I was a child that I would definitely win the Nobel Prize. Otherwise, why would you think I would learn Swedish?"
"Well, I think you can definitely do it."
"Actually, when the professor asked me what to do if I couldn't come back, I hesitated." Su Yun rarely confessed his hesitation, "Yeah, if I can't come back, I'll die before I get the Nobel Prize. I’m really unwilling to give in.”
"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded seriously.
"You are so boring. Why don't you comfort me now?" Su Yun said scornfully: "Thank you for your hard work, my dear. It's really boring to be with a piece of wood like you."
"It's okay." Zheng Ren said: "To be honest. I have read some reports. It is said that the aftershocks after the earthquake were also very high in magnitude. The western Sichuan side is full of mountains. If a big stone falls, people will be dead."
"Hey, why the hell can't you say something auspicious?" Su Yun was angry.
"Tell the truth." Zheng Ren said, "How about you stay behind and wait for the wounded from the front to be brought back? This will allow you to use your rich ICU clinical experience."
"Then I will be laughed at by you for the rest of my life? Don't even think about it." Su Yun closed his eyes, "I don't know if the insurance company will compensate for this kind of personal accident."
Su Yun talked casually intermittently, using words to relieve his inner uneasiness. Zhao Yunlong sat aside and said nothing.
Zheng Ren closed his eyes and rested his spirit.
After a while, a pen and a few pieces of paper were passed over.
"I don't need it, you write it." Su Yun handed the pen to Zheng Ren, "Boss, let me read the love letter you wrote to Xiao Yiren. If you really can't come back, how can you still fight before drinking Meng Po soup? Just a few words from you."
Zheng Ren smiled, a jerky smile.
He took the pen, paused, and then wrote his name on the A4 paper and handed the letter to the Xie people.
Yiren:
When we were shocked to hear about the national calamity, we of our generation responded with great enthusiasm. It is reported that there are constant aftershocks in Chengdu, with landslides and landslides at the center of the earthquake, and roads destroyed, making life and death in earthquake relief uncertain.
If you are lucky enough to be safe, I will see you alive. If something unfortunate happens to me, I will die on the battlefield, my body anointed with wild leather. One day when the earthquake resistance is successful, if you are in western Sichuan and there are turbulent forests and seas and waves like mountains, then I am here to see you.
Sincerely
salute
Zheng Ren.
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The suicide note was written by General Guo Huairu on the Songhu front line during the Anti-Japanese War. My eight thousand soldiers have suffered all casualties... Salute!