Special Years

This is a section of the embankment, but there is a huge breach not far away, and water is pouring into the embankment.

And a hundred meters away from the embankment, there is a sub-district, but the water has already overflowed to the top of the sub-district, passed the defense, and flowed into the flat ground.

"Teach the brigade, come with me!" Wen Zhixing ran at the front, and quickly ran to Zidi with his more than 400 good soldiers.

"Old Zhao! What are you doing! You didn't keep it?!"

When Wen Zhixing saw Zhao Yifeng, the communications battalion commander trotting over, he couldn't help but began to complain: "You made such a big bite!?"

Zhao Yifeng was full of anger at first, but seeing Wen Zhixing humiliating himself like this, he immediately shouted: "In the past two days, our communications camp has built a four-meter high embankment, and we have also reinforced the embankment, raising it by two meters. It was two meters thick. I didn’t expect the patrol team to find seven leaks this morning. After a while, there was a pipe gushing. It didn’t take long for my people to go up, and the embankment burst! This broken embankment, I don’t know what’s inside!”

Wen Zhixing waved his hand and said, "I will send two squadrons to help you raise the Zidi, and one squadron will go up to the breach to fill in sandbags, but your breach is estimated to be more than 20 meters long, so filling sandbags is not enough, do you have any big irons? cage?"

"What big iron cage?"

"It's the plan given by several experts from the General Administration of Defense. It uses a large iron cage filled with stones and sandbags. One weighs five tons, so it's effective to throw it down!"

Zhao Yifeng shook his head and said, "No! We don't have this stuff here."

Wen Zhixing turned his head and said to Zhou Huping: "Zhou Huping, you take the first and second squadrons to raise the Zidi, and then ask the driver to drive all the cars to the filling point, and let the third squadron fill up with sandbags. The old way is to fill it with cars."

He turned back and said to Zhao Yifeng, "Hurry up and contact the division headquarters and ask them to send an additional 27 regiment over here. Even if we teach the brigade and your communication battalion, we won't be able to handle it!"

Zhao Yifeng said: "The reconnaissance company is also coming here, isn't it enough?"

"Enough shit!" Wen Zhixing didn't give Zhao Yifeng any face at all, "Yesterday, it took more than 2,000 people to fill a 20-meter breach on our side. After filling it for a long time, we threw a dozen cars into it. I think it's more serious here than yesterday! Hurry up! If you don't hurry, the breach will continue to grow! Then you will go to see the teacher with your heads up!"

"Okay! I'll do it right away!"

"Old Zhao wait!"

Zhao Yifeng was about to leave when he was stopped by Wen Zhixing.

"You tell the people in the 27th regiment to ask them to bring more iron cages here. That thing is needed here."

All troops deployed quickly.

After listening to Wen Zhixing's order, the sergeant driver who drove the car jumped into his new car, touched the steering wheel, and sighed a few times.

This car was just transferred to him, and it hasn't warmed up yet, so it's going to sink again.

Gritting his teeth, he put the gear on, stepped on the accelerator, and drove the car to the soil extraction point.

The soil borrowing point was originally a small hill about 200 meters away from Zidi, and it was the only hill in this section, but after two days, the soil **** with a height of more than 20 meters was flattened!

Now, the soil for the embankment in the folk music section is loaded from a dozen kilometers away by local or army vehicles and unloaded here.

A car, full.

Two cars, full.

Three cars, full.

to the fourth car.

no soil...

"Captain! No soil!" Zhou Huping had to report the latest problem to Wen Zhixing.

"What? No soil?" Wen Zhixing's scalp was numb.

Without soil, it is like a skillful woman who cannot cook without rice.

If the breach is broken, you can fill it with a car, fill it with stones, or you can drive a pile if it doesn't work, and you can organize a death squad to block it!

But if there is no soil and no stones, how can this breach be filled! ?

"What about the villages nearby!? What kind of fields and roads, as long as it's the earth, there's no **** soil!?"

Zhou Huping said: "The surrounding area is more than ten kilometers surrounded by fertile fields and fish ponds. They have long been soaked in water for more than a meter. The mud in those fields can't be used, and it's not easy to dig..."

Wen Zhixing turned around and asked Zhao Yifeng, "Where's the truck that is in charge of transporting dirt here?"

"Last night, the fourth flood peak was carried here, so there is no need to use soil for the time being. I left a few cars here for backup, but I didn't expect..." Zhao Yifeng was covered in cold sweat on his forehead and said, "I have already called the transportation team. We've moved earth here, and we'll be there soon..."

"It's too late." Wen Zhixing looked in the direction of Zidi, where it was close to a shutdown.

"Even if the transport team brings the soil over now, it's not enough. The Zidi needs to be raised and needs soil. The trucks we brought have to be filled with soil and stones, and it will only work if it breaks down..."

"What can I do?" Zhao Yifeng's face turned pale.

The chief officer of each unit has issued a military order, if it can't be kept here...

Zhao Yifeng couldn't imagine it.

It doesn't matter if it is dealt with by the chief, but once the flood is uncontrollable, it will submerge the homes of the people in the surrounding area of ​​several hundred square kilometers.

This sin is a great one.

"How's the situation?"

When several people were so worried that they wanted to commit suicide by throwing themselves into the river, Zhang Zhiyuan, the reconnaissance company commander, appeared.

"The situation is not good." Wen Zhixing told Zhang Dapao about the most serious problem - lack of soil.

When Zhang Dabao heard this, he was dumbfounded.

"What should I do if I don't have soil!?" His temper was always carefree, and now he doesn't care about the rank of the military, he cursed: "Old Zhao, what are you doing as a battalion commander! You are not ready for the soil!?"

Zhao Yifeng's mood had long been disturbed, and he was scolded by Zhang Dapao, and immediately became furious.

"I don't **** look like this! Who knows..."

"Comrades of the People's Liberation Army, don't be arguing." A local cadre suddenly interjected, interrupting the conversation of several people.

"I think there is still a way."

Wen Zhixing looked at Zhao Yifeng and asked, "Who is this?"

"This is Comrade Shen Junyun, the mayor of Minle Town," Zhao Yifeng said.

Wen Zhixing asked: "Mayor Shen, I want to ask, you said there is a way, what way?"

Shen Junyun hesitated, frowning and hesitating.

"What time is it, why don't you tell me?" Wen Zhixing's soldier became angry, no matter what the mayor is or not, he said angrily: "If the rescue time is delayed, Mayor Shen, you have to deal with this. The people in a radius of hundreds of miles are responsible! Can you afford it?"

"Okay..." Shen Junyun's eyebrows jumped a few times, and he gritted his teeth: "You send the car, follow me."

"How many?"

"If you can hold something, send it..."

After more than ten seconds, Zhou Huping ran to Zidi and shouted, "Follow me from the third squadron right away!"

Zhuang Yan threw down a bag of soil and ran after Zhou Huping with his comrades.

When they got to the car, they all got into the car.

Then Zhuang Yan asked, "Where is this going?"

"Dig soil." Seventh said, "Didn't you see it? There's no soil left at the borrowing point."

The car swayed on the dirt road at the fastest speed, and Zhuang Yan and the soldiers of the third squadron were almost thrown out.

After less than fifteen minutes, the car drove into a small town.

The town was empty and no pedestrians were seen.

Soon, the convoy started uphill, and then stopped in front of a warehouse door.

Mayor Shen jumped out of the car, walked to the door, raised his hand and started banging on the door.

Zhuang Yan followed the team and got out of the car, and noticed the words "granary site" and "no fireworks" written on the big blue painted iron door.

"Granary?" He was suddenly a little stunned.

Isn't this going to fetch soil?

How did you come to the granary?

The door opened quickly, and inside was a young man.

Mayor Shen had a few conversations with the young man, who quickly opened the door.

Shen Junyun turned around and said to Wen Zhixing: "This is the granary of our town, and the public grain is usually delivered here, so there is some grain, and this flood is about to come, the terrain here is high, the big guy saved the family's grain here. …”

He lowered his head and sighed: "Since it is urgently needed now, let's use the food here..."

Wen Zhixing was stunned.

Only then did he understand why Shen Junyun hesitated.

The grain in the granary is the grain stored by the farmers in the villages below the town.

Now, Shen Junyun can be regarded as expropriation.

However, the mayor felt ashamed of the farmers who kept the food here.

"Mayor Shen, don't worry, I will write a certificate for you and submit it to your superior after the incident, stating that this time it is because of an emergency to requisition the granary to store grain, and you will be fine."

Shen Junyun said with a wry smile: "It's all this time, do I still care about this? Take it, you can take as much as you can, the grain inside is all in bags, easy to pack..."

After that, the man walked aside and quietly wiped away tears.

Wen Zhixing's heart was sour, but he was a soldier, so he was even more hesitant at this time.

The front is desperately working, and there is no soil, and the soil that the transport team transported here is not enough.

It can only be the.

"Load the car! It's all full, and then someone picks it up on the roof of the car for me to go back!"

There were ten military cards in the teaching brigade, three of which were filled with soil by the river, and there are now seven more.

The doors of the granaries were opened one by one, and the trucks backed up...

The soldiers didn't care so much, and began to load food into the car at the fastest speed.

There are fifty catties, one hundred catties, and two hundred catties in a bag...

Each bag of these grains is so heavy to carry on one's shoulders, heavier than soil, and more stubborn than stones...

That is all the food that the nearby villagers have worked hard for a year, and every grain of food harvested from the ground is the food of shock, the food of subsistence!

Who knows dishes on the menu, A Journey!

And all these grains will be filled into the flood and fed into the breach...

How can you not be sad?

These days, the impact on Zhuang Yan's mind is almost more than the 18 years he had lived before.

Suddenly, there was a commotion at the door.

Wen Zhixing looked back and saw that several villagers, with poles in their hands and some with hoes, rushed into the granary.

"Who dares to touch our food! I will fight him desperately!"

"That's right! This is our ration for the second half of the year!"

"No one can move!"

A woman rushed under the wheels of the military vehicle and lay there, crying hard.

Wen Zhixing stepped forward to persuade him, saying that the levee was about to collapse, that the situation ahead was urgent, and he wanted the food to save lives.

However, no one listened.

Someone knelt down, grabbed Wen Zhixing's trousers, and cried aloud, saying, "We are not against your PLA, you are good people, but you are killing us by taking our food..."

As a major officer, Wen Zhixing was in a hurry in the face of these crying people.

Soldiers are not afraid of the enemy, not afraid of fighting, not afraid of danger, but when faced with vulnerable ordinary people, they have nothing to do.

"What are you arguing about! Why are you crying!"

The mayor Shen Junyun, who had been silent for a while, broke out.

"Take these grains to block the levee! Don't you know that there is a breach ahead!? If you don't block it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ this place will all be submerged, and what grains will be left at that time!? Say it, Do you want to save food, or save your life! Is life more important, or this food! You think this little food is important, that's good, I, the mayor of the mayor, accompany you to die here! Anyway, the levee burst and flooded, and so did I dead!"

After speaking, the mayor sat down beside the father and daughter lying on the wheel like a villager.

"I will die with you!"

He was completely angry and collapsed.

He didn't even have the means or time to talk big things to the villagers.

He also knew that these grains belonged to the villagers and had to get their consent.

However, all is out of time.

Every second counts over the embankment, here the backyard is on fire.

This mayor is wrong!

Dead count!