Seeing that the last peak of the flood is coming, seeing that the sky is clearing up little by little, seeing that the most difficult moment seems to have passed.
But the dam still burst - not because of a natural disaster, but because of a man-made disaster. Everyone nearby could hear the explosion clearly.
"Why! Why do people still do this? Does he still have humanity? Does he have humanity?" An old man looked at the water under his feet that rose instantly and cried in the rain.
The rushing river overflowed in the farmland, flooding all the places it passed in an instant and destroying all the houses it encountered.
In a nearby small village, only the roofs were left in an instant. The farmers, who had no time to escape, sat on the tiles and looked at the vast ocean in front of them at a loss.
The incident happened so suddenly that people who had returned because the situation was stable had no time to evacuate again, and hundreds of people were lost in the floods.
"Everyone get on the dam! No matter what, the breach must be blocked!" The commander, who had been eating just now, rushed to the scene wearing only a pair of underpants. Looking at the floodwater spurting out from the breach, his eyes widened: "No matter what, no matter what,
cost!"
"Yes!" All the officers present stood at attention and saluted. Their troops were fighting desperately on both sides of the breach, trying to seal the gap.
But the water flow was so strong that the sandbags disappeared after being thrown in. The soldiers were forming a human wall, hoping to reduce the force of the water flow and stabilize the sandbags and stones thrown into the water.
A truck loaded with gravel stopped at the breach, and the soldiers on the truck shoveled the stones under the truck with shovels.
The soldiers surrounding the truck began to transport the stones regardless of the danger, and one by one they dropped the stones into the breach.
"The water flow is too fast! There is no way to stop it!" Standing in the water that was already up to his knees, the commander of the commanding troops cursed with red eyes: "Those bastards! They just don't see us living well!"
"Wait a minute, we are on the front line, we will kill them without mercy!" A company commander who passed by carrying a sack on his back couldn't agree more with his regimental commander's words.
They are trying hard to live in this world and build their own homes. Why don't those people give them a way to survive?
"Yes! No mercy!" The regiment leader gritted his teeth, watching his troops struggling in the flood, watching the nearby civilians and nearby troops rushing to the breach one after another as reinforcements.
There are more and more people, but the gap has not narrowed at all. The power of nature is still unstoppable. Fighting against the sky and the earth is like a joke in the face of a real disaster.
Between heaven and earth, small lives have to admit one thing: manpower is sometimes poor! The water level behind them is getting higher and higher, and only the crowns of the trees are still exposed above the water. Many nearby villages have also turned into a
Zeguo.
"Hiss..." In the cab of a truck loaded with stones, a noncommissioned officer lit a cigarette in violation of the ban. He watched the rain hitting the windshield, and everything in front of him became a blur.
He has a son, who is 9 years old this year. He is studying in the third grade of a primary school in Tongcheng and is the one with the best academic performance in the class.
However, he only had one son, and his wife starved to death on the way north from Chu. In order to leave something to eat for the child, and to allow her husband to conserve his strength and take care of the child, she ate almost nothing.
Later, she was so hungry that she couldn't stand it anymore, so she ate a lot of dirt from the ground... She died when she saw the border of Tang State and the refugees gathering here.
She has never seen the glory of the Tang Dynasty, nor what the neon lights look like, nor the prosperity of Chang'an, nor the majesty of the Tongcheng.
But he has seen it all.
He lived in Tongcheng for three years, or his son lived in Tongcheng for three years. Because he was the son of a soldier, his son received a lot of care from his teachers in school.
As a father, he learned to drive and became an automobile soldier. At this time, driving was still a rare skill. It was not easy to drive a truck well and understand simple maintenance.
Every time I go back to see my son during the holidays, there are many changes. He has become taller and his clothes are very decent. He has learned to make egg fried rice, can wash his own socks, and can even take good care of himself.
There are several social workers in the school who specialize in washing clothes and cooking for the children. These women are not young, but they are very experienced and take good care of these "left-behind children".
The children visited Tongcheng Airport this year, and under the guidance of the teacher, they saw many things that none of Cyric's senior engineers had seen.
When he went home this year, his son showed him a drawing of an airplane and told him about the happy experience of reaching out and touching the propeller of the airplane.
Now, all he could think about was his son's smile at that time, and all he could think about was his wife's faint voice before she closed her eyes.
At that time, his wife told him that he should raise his children, endure the hardships even if it was more difficult, do not cause trouble in the Tang Dynasty, be honest, do not break the law, and do not lose his life.
The woman has never read a book in her life, but the kindness in her bones cannot be erased. He has never married and left his salary to his son. Datang Bank is trustworthy, especially for soldiers. Even if they die in battle and have no descendants,
I have never made any mistakes in my accounts.
The wages and pensions of those soldiers who died were remitted on time, and something called a fund was established to provide relief to other military orphans.
He has a son, a son who is very good at studies. He is from the Tang Dynasty, and his son is also from the Tang Dynasty, so his son will definitely live a carefree and happy life in this world as the descendant of a soldier.
His son has touched the propeller of an airplane! His son has taken a train and a bus! There are radios, lights and telephones in the school...
He will grow up and become a useful person!
Aren't you just giving up your life? If you don't give up your life, I can risk my life too! My wife, I may have to break my promise, but I have done it not to cause trouble, but this life... we owe it to this country.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! He flicked the cigarette ash carelessly in the cab for the first time. He has been driving this car for two years and has never damaged it in any way.
Every time he gets in the car, he has to look at the soles of his shoes. Every time he washes the car, he has to carefully dig out the dust in the gaps with his hands. The gear lever is shiny by his touch, and the wooden steering wheel has been patinated by him.
He always wipes the car windows brightly, even after his son sits in the passenger seat, he wipes them carefully.
But this time, he flicked the ashes of his cigarette recklessly, and then blew out a mouthful of white smoke. Everything was so natural, with a sense of determination in his coolness.
"It turns out it feels good to smoke while driving." He muttered, stepped on the clutch and started the car. The engine made a smooth and pleasant wheezing sound, and after two starts, it started to rotate, and the car's body began to shake slightly.
"The idle speed is too high...old man...you don't blame me, do you?" He caressed the steering wheel, gently flipped the gear lever, slightly lifted the clutch, and smoothly applied the accelerator.
Don't blame me for this last sentence. Even he himself doesn't know whether he is asking about this truck, his dead wife, or his son who is far away in Copper City.
He smiled, because he knew that his gentle wife had no chance to blame him, and his truck could not blame himself. And his son far away in Tongcheng might blame him, but when his son grows up, he will definitely
Understand yourself.
The heavy vehicle moved forward slowly. He turned on the lights and honked the horn. The soldiers who were walking over to unload the goods were startled for a moment, then subconsciously got out of the way.
Then they watched the truck staggering towards the breach.
"Beep! Beep!" The horn kept ringing, and the soldiers who were transporting sandbags turned around and saw a truck rushing towards them.
The front of the car cut through the river water like the bow of a battleship, and the headlights on the front of the car were so bright that it was difficult to see the person sitting in the cab.
In panic, people instinctively avoided it. The group leader in the distance stared at all this with wide eyes, and then subconsciously shouted: "Stop! Stop! Bastard!"
As people watched, the car did not stop. Instead, it began to accelerate after there were no obstacles in front of it.
It rushed into the raging river, and the wild waves instantly flooded the front of the car and rushed into the cab.
It only took a second for the river water to reach the driver's chest, but he still stepped on the accelerator without hesitation.
I don't know what it hit, the truck jolted, and then the front of the truck was slightly tilted by the current, and then the car also sank into the water.
With such a truck lying across the gap, the water flow was immediately blocked. The surrounding soldiers reacted and quickly took advantage of this opportunity to throw more sandbags into the gap.
There were also several soldiers wearing orange vests with good water resistance who rushed into the river with ropes tied around their waists, as if they wanted to save people.
But as soon as they got in, they were swept far away by the current, and there was no way to get close to the truck, whose roof was not even visible.
The water flow slowed down, and the sandbags were finally able to hold on to the body of the truck. As more sandbags were dropped, the gap was being blocked bit by bit.
Another truck also rushed into the water, but this time because the water flow was much smaller, the driver was rescued.
More people began to jump into the water, and a human wall was built based on two trucks. The water flow became smaller and people could stand more stable.
The water level nearby was dropping significantly, and the river water that was below the knees gradually returned to the level of the calves. Although there was still a vast ocean as far as the eye could see in the distance, everything seemed to be under control again.
