Chapter 70: Working day and night? The stars are our witness!
“Wow! Wow wow~!”
The highest tribute to life is like sunshine, which dispels darkness and brings hope.
Everyone felt a power, an endless flow of vitality coming from eternity.
"Big fat boy, 15 pounds!" the doctor announced loudly.
Everyone cheered!
"Comrade, you heard it, the child is saved!"
The nurse cried with joy, and while sharing his joy with the man, he began to rescue him.
Can...
He had quietly closed his eyes, but the corners of his mouth were still smiling.
Tang Jingmo carefully turned his body over, and everyone discovered that there was a steel bar stuck in his back, piercing his entire abdomen. It was only because of the darkness of the night and the ruins that they didn't notice it at first.
"If we save him first, maybe there would still be a chance..." The nurse shed tears, filled with guilt and admiration.
Xiaobai and Tang Jingmo also felt guilty. If they were more careful, maybe...
"Please remember his name - Li Weiguo!" Xiaobai took out his work ID from his tattered pocket and read the name on it loudly.
"Comrades, put away your tears. There are more Li Weiguos waiting for us to save! We don't have time to grieve!"
Tang Jingmo's calm tone seemed a little inhumane, but this was the reality!
They really have no right to shed tears, because there are still thousands of people buried under the rubble waiting for their rescue.
The arms that swing the iron pestle are stronger, the arms that lift the stone are more resilient, and the hands that bandage the wounded are faster and faster...
Race against time!
In the face of a disaster, there is no distinction between you and me, no distinction between day and night!
In the early morning of the seventh day, a truck finally arrived with tents and additional supplies.
Xiaobai was resting against a broken wall when he saw Lao Wang and a small group of people secretly filling the sleeping soldiers' water bottles with their homemade persimmon vinegar.
Fortunately, he was intact when he was rescued. Even more fortunately, his vinegar factory preserved two large jars of intact persimmon vinegar!
Persimmon vinegar has a well-known function in the local area - preventing plague.
After Lao Wang drank the vinegar, he saluted the soldiers with a crooked hand.
More and more people followed behind him, quietly providing logistics support for the soldiers and reporting to their benefactor with what little strength and resources they had left.
The passion of running towards each other in both directions is witnessed by the stars!
Tang Jingmo sat next to Xiaobai without knowing when, and the two of them shared half a compressed biscuit.
"You know what? The comrades who came to support us brought us newspapers. Now the whole country is working together to support the disaster area. Every bit of food we eat is saved from their mouths."
Xiao Bai said "hmm" softly, she leaned her head against the broken wall and looked at the starry sky in the distance, "You said, it was the same disaster, why did it turn out like that..."
Tang Jing's eyes were as dark as ink, and he naturally knew what Xiaobai was referring to.
"The situations are different. They both start with an earthquake, but this side is hope, and that side is the prelude to destruction."
He picked up a handful of sand and let it flow through his fingers: "What will really destroy humanity is the resource war and nuclear weapons in the future..."
The disasters at the end of the world are not just natural disasters brought about by nature, but more of man-made disasters, a march of the degeneration of human nature.
"Maybe... we are changing our trajectory at this moment." Tang Jingmo held Xiaobai's hand, comforting them, explaining things to them, and encouraging each other.
Xiaobai shook his calloused hand and said firmly:
"Three million people woke up at the same time and fell into hell at the same time. Our power may be very limited, but we can save as many people as possible."
Their intervention must have reduced casualties, and their prior preparations must have saved many tragedies from happening.
There is currently no data to support their understanding, but in some way both of them have touched upon the truth of time travel.
Perhaps some force is trying to change the future two hundred years from now through their efforts at this moment.
As daybreak broke, the roar of diesel engines could be heard in the distance.
More than 30 Dongfeng trucks tied with red cloth formed a long line. On the front of the leading truck, Gu Zhongzhang was holding up a metal horn and shouting:
"The Qinglong County Volunteer Team has arrived!"
Song Wan was the first to jump out of the car, her iconic pigtail had been cut short.
Instead, there was a snow-white bandage wrapped around his head - it was caused by an injury while moving supplies three days ago.
The semiconductor radio in her arms was playing the Central People's Broadcasting Station's disaster report in a hoarse voice.
"Boss!" She immediately picked out the dusty Xiaobai from the crowd and took out an oil-paper bag from her pocket.
"Here! I made these sugar cookies! I mixed astragalus powder into the flour, which can fight fatigue and increase immunity!"
A bow is tied with red silk thread outside the oil paper, which is the custom of the people in Longshan Village and means "bringing blessings".
"Also, look at the pickles unloaded from the truck. They were pickled by the aunties in the village led by Sister Shuhua!"
Song Wan pulled Xiaobai to the front of the carriage, pointing at the jars and cans, chattering non-stop.
"Don't underestimate these yellow leaves. The salt in them can replenish electrolytes and save lives at critical moments!"
Xiaobai smiled. Song Wan was always like a little sun, warming others in her own way and making people around her feel the liveliness of life unconsciously.
Didn’t you see that the soldiers who were moving things around straightened their backs, and from time to time they showed knowing smiles on their faces as Song Wan’s loud voice rang out.
"You look better with short hair." Xiaobai touched Song Wan's short hair, and then rubbed his own long hair. "I might as well cut it too. Long hair is really a bit of a hindrance."
"No, no, you look better with long hair! I just have a head injury and I can't do anything about it."
The two of them played and laughed, diluting the heavy atmosphere.
The temporary camp became much more lively with the participation of the civilian volunteer team.
Soldiers in military uniforms and people in towels passed bricks and stones side by side;
The educated youth team organized by Song Wan was taking inventory of supplies and medicines;
Even the local children were picking up rubble on the roadside, following the adults and doing small chores within their abilities.
There will always be clear sky above the dark clouds, and there will always be a rainbow after the storm!
The troops' rescue work has come to a temporary halt, and local reconstruction work is in full swing.
The military collectively commended those who made outstanding contributions in the rescue.
The commendation ceremony was very simple, with just plates of dumplings and white wine diluted with water, which was a celebration banquet.
This is the collective request of the soldiers, and the remaining purchase fee will be donated to the reconstruction of the disaster area.
Tang Jingmo picked up the enamel cup with the word "Award" printed on it and said, "Cheers to all the fellow countrymen who have left!"
The first three cups of wine are poured on the ground as a toast to those who are leaving.
“Thank you for your hard work during this time…”
Before he finished speaking, the cafeteria door was opened again and a group of people in Zhongshan suits came in.
The bald leader, wearing black-framed glasses, scanned the audience:
"We have received a report that Staff Officer Tang privately dismantled military vehicle parts during the rescue operation and is suspected of damaging military equipment. Please cooperate with the investigation."
The air froze instantly, Xiaobai stood up suddenly, and the overturned wine glass left a purple-red stain on the red tablecloth.
"That's for making poles, saving people!"
"Yes, we were all there at the time. Human lives are at stake, and matters have their priorities!"
All the heroes and models at the table stood up in unison, and the sound of the benches falling to the ground was like a gun bolt being pulled.
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