The second village is similar to the first one. Because it is close to Shuochi Town, the locals generally speak Chinese.
The only difference is that they are two different ethnic groups, with completely different clothing and their own ethnic languages are unintelligible.
The process of distributing the steamed buns went smoothly. Wang Xiu Di also told them the good news that another tribe would send wild boar meat later.
When they were about to leave, the village chief caught up and asked on behalf of everyone: "Excuse me, comrades, when will we get the steamed buns tomorrow?"
Well...
Everyone was a little embarrassed.
The troops don’t have much food stored, and the most important thing is that you cannot let the soldiers go hungry, otherwise if something happens on the border, the consequences will be unimaginable.
Wang Xiudi looked hesitant. "I may not come tomorrow. The troops have done their best. I hope everyone can understand."
The village chief was a steady man. He nodded and said, "Okay, then let's learn from other villages and go hunting if we can, so as to cause less trouble for the country."
Tian Yuzhu warned: "Be careful."
When I looked up, I saw women and children with innocent faces not far away. They were dressed in rags, but the bright light in their eyes showed their anticipation for tomorrow.
Because of this scene, everyone was in a low mood on the way back.
To cheer them up, Wang Xiudi consoled them, "That's enough. There's nothing we can do. Just wait a little longer. I believe the national disaster relief grain will be distributed soon, and then they'll have something to eat!"
Seeing that everyone chose to remain silent, Wang Xiudi said, "Come, let's sing a song, a song of blessing... What a beautiful jasmine flower, what a beautiful jasmine flower, fragrant and beautiful, filling the branches, fragrant and white, everyone praises you, let me pick you and give you to someone else's family..."
The singing voices of the military wives drifted through the sky. While trying to find joy in the midst of suffering, everyone felt an unspeakable bitterness in their hearts.
At the same time, twenty kilometers away, in the Gai Mountains, the life-and-death rescue never stopped.
"Captain Shi, you must rest."
Ye Qingqing, whose face was covered in dust, shouted to stop him.
Shi Zhentang's left arm had to be bandaged, but he couldn't stop for a moment. Just talking was not enough. Most of the time, he was on the front line with the soldiers to save people.
Even if he only had to use one hand, he would work hard with the soldiers to lift the fallen crossbeam.
Most of the houses of people living in the Gayi Mountains are made of wooden beams.
The walls were made of mud and weeds. In the instant of the earthquake, the wooden structure frame and mud walls collapsed, and the casualties caused can be imagined.
Fortunately, the troops arrived in time and rescued quite a few civilians.
The only thing that makes people even more headache is that most of the people in this area cannot speak Chinese, so communication is very difficult.
No matter how others persuaded him, Shi Zhentang was unwilling to rest at this time. There might be survivors under every piece of ruins, so how could he stop?
"Captain Shi."
Ye Qingqing was very angry and stood in front of him with a serious face: "Your injuries are already very serious. If you don't rest, the consequences may very likely be amputation. You must stop and can only give instructions. You can't do it yourself."
Li Shengli and the others also wanted to persuade him, but he got angry every time they tried to persuade him these past two days.
Everyone knows what kind of person Shi Zhentang is. Although he appears cold on the surface, he hates the sufferings of the world the most.
Shi Zhentang ignored Ye Qingqing and pulled over a soldier who was running past him: "Have the people sent back to the troops arrived yet? Hurry."
The other party quickly agreed: "It has been sent out!"
The current situation is a hundred times more serious than imagined, and the hundred or so people there are simply not enough to rescue more people in a short period of time.
The only thing we can do is to ask for help from the outside world. We need the Southern District, the Regimental District, and any other nearby military district to urgently come to the Gai Mountains for rescue.
The communication equipment sometimes did not work well in the deep mountains. Although Shi Zhentang had contacted the regimental headquarters once, he was still worried and sent soldiers out to urge and report the situation.
But this one-way journey takes more than eight hours.
In short, they cannot rest in any way until the main force arrives, and they must grit their teeth and hold on.
Seeing that Shi Zhentang had no intention of paying any attention to her, Ye Qingqing shouted anxiously, "I am a military doctor. I have the right to ensure the safety of the highest-ranking officer here. Instructor Li, I now order you to tie up Captain Shi."
Lee Seung-ri, whose face was covered in mud, was stunned for only a second before he immediately saluted: "Yes."
He had wanted to do this for a long time. Considering the health of the battalion commander, he decided to do something tough now, and he would be fine with whatever he did later.
As he was about to execute the order, Shi Zhentang's face darkened: "You dare."
"Reporting to the battalion commander, for your health's sake, I apologize for the offense."
After Li Shengli finished speaking, he tilted his head and signaled the two soldiers to go forward and press it together.
Lao Shi's physical strength is not to be underestimated. Even though he fought for a whole day and night, if a fight broke out, it would be difficult for him to subdue him with just one hand.
The two soldiers were frightened and their legs started to feel weak after taking two steps forward.
But they also want to do what’s best for the battalion commander!
"Hey hey... comrade."
Just at this moment, a fellow villager stumbled over, mumbling something in his ethnic language and pointing into the distance with trembling hands.
Judging from his anxious expression, he probably has family members buried in the rubble.
Shi Zhentang said, "Go and save them quickly."
As for the small conflict that almost broke out just now, he didn't take it seriously, but he couldn't just stand by and watch someone die, so Ye Qingqing and Li Shengli had to give up.
Several people hurriedly followed the fellow to the ruins of his house. He pointed at a corner and tried desperately to express something.
Shi Zhentang leaned over and lay down among the mud clods to listen carefully. He seemed to hear a faint voice inside: "It seems like there is someone. Quickly move these mud clods. Shengli, go get a few more people."
"yes."
Li Shengli sent soldiers to call for help.
They started moving the items themselves, and Shi Zhentang gestured to the fellow villager, "Go get some help! Go get some help!"
Some of the rescued civilians were young and middle-aged, but because they were frightened, most of them did not dare to go near the ruins. It would be much better if they could help out.
Unfortunately, the language is inconsistent. The only hope is that the fellow just said the word "comrade".
So Shi Zhentang tried to communicate with him.
The fellow villager seemed to understand, gestured for a while, nodded, then turned and ran towards the temporary camp.
He soon brought back three fellow villagers and worked with the soldiers to move wood and mud.
As the mud and wood were moved away, we finally saw that strong life. It turned out to be a little girl about eight or nine years old. She was wearing tattered ethnic clothing, which was so stained by mud that the original color could not be seen.
The thin body was sandwiched between two interlaced pieces of wood, with a wound on the head. It was unknown what the situation was, and the blood had dyed half of the little face red.
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