This summer, a sentence has become popular.

Zhang Guoqing would never have thought of what he would say: to let more people survive!

After some publicity by the Political Department, it soon became a slogan of Tengshan City and quickly spread throughout the country through various media.

He is still stationed at the scene and doesn't know yet that this summer, the world really remembers a frontline commander "Zhang Guoqing".

At this moment, the greatest tragedy in the world is happening. Everywhere you look are wounded people. The tragic scenes have left everyone with no time for selfish thoughts.

The May Day Square was filled with wounded and fleeing people, and it looked even more miserable. There were people shivering everywhere, and those who could still walk were looking for food and clothes.

Not to mention the crowds pouring in from the city center towards the airport and May Day Square, creating noise, chaos, and panic... This was an unprecedented mass escape.

The desperate people saw hope at the last moment and heard the sound from the loudspeakers. They had no doubt that the airport and May Day Square were places where people could be saved and healed, and where there was hope for rebirth from the dead. All those who were able to move rushed to those two places regardless of everything.

Some leaned on sticks, some supported each other, some were naked, some were barefoot. Some stumbled along, carrying relatives whose lives were unknown. Some had broken legs, but they stubbornly crawled along the roadside, grasping the stones with their hands, moving forward inch by inch...

Some people only had scratches on their heads and bodies, but they were swept into the fleeing crowd by the panic. It was a chaotic and bloody road to survival.

All the doctors and medical staff, no matter if they had just been rescued from the First and Second Hospitals and were still injured, had no time to go home, let alone the grief of losing their loved ones. They were so busy that they didn't even have time to drink a sip of water.

Even the large troops that arrived from nearby were now covered in mud and sweat, and all the soldiers had minor injuries on their bodies.

Zhang Guoqing couldn't even say a word to ask everyone to take a rest. He was so busy that even some of the surviving citizens ignored their wounds and joined the rescue.

Several aftershocks did not repel a single person. Everyone knows that time is life. One more second, one more minute, can save one more person.

——There are countless survivors waiting for their arrival under the ruins.

This situation was beyond everyone's imagination. Large amounts of medical equipment and medicines, especially surgical drugs, were continuously delivered to the scene, but it was still not enough...

Not to mention the most needed large machinery. Before these things arrived, except for jacks and hacksaws, everyone used their ten fingers...

How many times has Zhang Guoqing's eyes been a little blurry? Taking advantage of the moment of turning around, he secretly wiped away the moisture from the corners of his eyes, and then continued to give orders while asking his comrades in the Ministry of Political Affairs to encourage people and boost morale through the loudspeaker.

"Comrades, the Party Central Committee just called. Tengshan is the epicenter of this earthquake. The commander-in-chief requires all of us officers and soldiers to demonstrate our revolutionary spirit of fearlessness, fearlessness of hardship, and fearlessness of death, and to do our utmost to help the people of Tengshan! We must do everything we can to save as many lives as possible!"

Applause suddenly broke out and many people began to shout slogans.

Zhang Guoqing has never been so grateful for this era and these slogans.

It is this supreme power of worship that can unite the military and civilians and enable them to display their greatest enthusiasm with just a little motivation.

Surrounding the newly formed command center, the roads leading to May Day Square in all directions were filled with smoke and the roar of motors. One hundred thousand disaster relief troops of the People's Liberation Army were marching day and night, advancing non-stop towards the earthquake-stricken area at a rapid speed.

The radio vehicle with a shaking whip-like antenna sent contact signals to the front-line command from time to time; on the medical vehicle with the Red Cross flag flying, various medical teams were urgently deploying rescue work.

Countless Liberation brand trucks loaded with soldiers blew their whistles one after another, forming long lines on the muddy and bumpy road.

What we are facing now is a war, a war that will cause mountains to collapse and the earth to split, a war that will leave corpses everywhere, and a war between humans and nature.

Anyone who participated in the earthquake relief efforts at the time has never forgotten the intense feeling of July 28th: ​​Each rescue team seemed to be racing against time, advancing at top speed toward the devastated city. The roads ahead were blocked, and they had to walk. Everything was so rushed...

They also cannot forget the black rain that followed the earthquake. As has happened after many major earthquakes in history, there was endless torrential rain.

At 10 am, it started raining again...

The black rain after the earthquake poured down on the ruins. From some unknown time on, crimson liquid began to seep out of the ruins of Tengshan piece by piece.

It seeped more and more, accumulated thicker and thicker, like thin streams of crimson spring water, flowing out from the cracks and seeping out from the broken soil of the grayish-white wall.

This is the blood that flowed from the bodies of the victims that had not yet been cleaned.

The light red blood flowed slowly, gathering into small red rivers in the lower places, leaving traces of lost lives on the dark brown ruins.

It is difficult for all the rescue soldiers who experienced the "July 28" earthquake to forget the thrilling and tragic scenes in the rainstorm, especially those survivors who were rescued along the red tracks. They will never forget this nightmare in their lifetime.

By the afternoon of the 28th, more than 200 medical teams and more than 10,000 medical staff from all over the country quickly spread out on the razed ruins.

Red Cross flags and wooden signs were immediately placed in the empty space. PLA General Hospital is here, Air Force General Hospital is here, Navy General Hospital is here...

But that’s not enough…

Almost one out of every five surviving Tengshan people was seriously injured!

The wounded must be evacuated!

A large number of wounded were transported out according to the command center's orders.

That night, surgeons from the PLA General Hospital began the most difficult operation on three operating tables set up at the airport.

This was the earliest surgery performed on a critically ill patient after the earthquake.

——The wounded who cannot move and are in critical condition.

They needed a lot of debridement and suturing, a lot of amputations, and even craniotomies...

There were other medical teams that set up reed mat tents on the dirt ground nearby, and they were almost stepping on pools of blood to rescue the wounded. One military doctor's Liberation shoes were stained red with blood, but he didn't care about this detail.

His red eyes told everyone that he had been standing on the operating table for more than ten hours without stopping...

There were so many dying patients, and even though we knew there was no hope of rescue, we still carried them to the operating table. Sometimes the operation lasted two hours just to extend the patient's life by one hour.