Under the bridge pier, there were only five minutes left until the explosion.

Five minutes, the other party calculated the explosion at the most important rehearsal time, but the time was too short and the bomb disposal experts could not arrive in time.

Fu Chengyu became the main person in charge of bomb disposal.

Looking at the hour hand moving on the bomb, his mind emerged of the last time it exploded in the air. His body was swept into the sea by the huge impact, and when he was rescued and woke up, he was wrapped in gauze and unable to move, becoming a disabled person. The doctor told him that he would be confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life until he died.

Xie Mubai noticed that something was wrong with him and put his hand on his shoulder, "Old Fu, Old Fu, what's wrong? Are you okay?"

Fu Chengyu shook his head, forcing himself to wake up, and his confused eyes instantly became clear.

He wanted to retreat, to escape.

But he can't.

He was surrounded by his comrades-in-arms, and on the shore not far away were his relatives and loved ones.

This bomb disposal must succeed, no failure.

This is a new type of bomb that the United States has just developed some time ago. The shell is cement gray, making it difficult to detect.

The internal structure is also extremely complex, consisting of multiple circuit boards and wires, and equipped with multiple timers and triggers.

Any small mistake could cause the bomb to explode prematurely.

He carefully arranged the wires on the bomb and took a pair of small scissors from the tool box.

After discussing the specific solution with my comrades, we decided to cut the yellow line first.

Fu Chengyu asked his other comrades to move further back.

He was in charge of cutting, and if the bomb exploded he would be the only one to die.

Xie Mubai and He Yuchuan had learned bomb disposal knowledge in the military academy and stayed to offer advice.

“Crack!”

There was no explosion after the cut, so this is the correct one.

No one cheered, but instead became more nervous and their hearts were hanging even higher.

Then continue cutting.

Every time he cut a wire, his heartbeat would speed up and sweat would trickle down his forehead. He dared not relax at all and remained 100% alert.

"Last three minutes!"

Xie Mubai, who was in charge of keeping track of the time, counted and reminded Fu Chengyu that time was running out.

His heart tightened, but his hands did not stop moving at all.

He continued to cut the wires, while constantly simulating various possible explosion scenarios in his mind, looking for the best bomb disposal plan.

After getting into the state, everything went very smoothly. There was only one minute left and the last line.

He held his breath and waited quietly. Time seemed to freeze at this moment and the air around him became extremely heavy.

His heart was pounding. He was not afraid of going into the battlefield alone before.

He is about to start a family and is afraid of leaving his beloved behind.

Success or failure depends on this one move.

"Tick, tick, tick..." The timer on the bomb made a regular ticking sound, as if counting down the passage of time.

The hand holding the scissors trembled slightly. He had no choice but to take a gamble. He took a deep breath and quickly extended the scissors to the thin black wire at the core of the bomb.

The people on the bridge looked eagerly at their military comrades under the bridge pier.

Someone whispered the countdown.

The countdown is almost over, but there is still no movement. Could something happen?

Li Jiyue tightly grasped the railing by the river, his eyes fixed on the figure defusing the bomb under the bridge pier. His face was pale, and his expression was full of anxiety and uneasiness.

The backs of her hands turned white from excessive force, and the blue veins were faintly visible. Her hands trembled unconsciously, as if the coldness of the railing could be transmitted through her palms to her whole body.

She was so cold that her whole body was stiff and cold.

Listen to the people around you counting down the minutes.

The taut string in her heart was getting tighter and tighter, and was about to break.

Her breathing became rapid and shallow, and each breath felt like a blade cutting her throat.

I can't breathe and I'm about to suffocate.

Li Jiyue asked anxiously, "Gouzi, do you think... he will die?"

"No, Master, trust your man. I just read your man's fortune. He was destined to have a disaster in this life, but he escaped it by meeting a lucky star. From now on, he will be able to live safely and smoothly, grow old with his beloved, and have children and grandchildren around him."

"When did you learn fortune-telling? You didn't know it before. Don't lie to me. How can you have children if he's already dead? Think quickly about whether there is any other way to save him."

She is very selfish. In her opinion, nothing is more important than love. If the bridge is gone, just rebuild it.

If people are gone, everything is gone.

She was afraid of losing him, and their wedding was tomorrow.

She was still waiting for him to marry her and didn't want to attend his funeral.

Li Jiyue added, "It's less than a minute. I still have time to rush down with the speedboat."

"Master, please don't do this. The space cannot be exposed. Please believe me, I learned this from the fortune-telling system next door when I was bored. It's very accurate. He will definitely escape danger this time."

"Really? You're not lying to me, are you? If he's gone, I won't have children with another man, and your mission won't be accomplished."

The system quickly assured, "Master! It's absolutely true! You are all blessed people. You will have both sons and daughters in this life and the next, and live a happy and fulfilling life."

Li Jiyue, "Okay, I'll trust you for the last time. I hope you won't lie to me."

At the critical moment, people kept pushing towards the bridge to get a clearer view.

Li Jiyue, who was standing at the very edge of the railing, was squeezed so hard that there was almost no room for her.

Her attention was all on the bridge pier and she didn't care about these things.

Suddenly, a figure came over to help her push away those people and protect her behind her.

Fu Chunsheng asked softly, "Are you... okay?"

Li Jiyue was in a state of nervous tension when someone suddenly interrupted him. He turned around and glared at him impatiently, "I don't need your attention. Don't bother me."

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