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Before Xia Jinyuan left, Xiangcheng was hit by a new round of heavy rains. The water level of the Xiangjiang River rose by 3 centimeters overnight. All the third-year students at the University of Science and Technology of China where Ye Jian was studying received an emergency notice again at 10 a.m. and 12 midnight. Ye Jian and his classmates, who were still asleep, all gathered urgently and left the University of Science and Technology of China at 5:05 a.m. to join the flood relief and rescue operations.
This time it was not about dredging water from the city, but about carrying sandbags to consolidate a town called "Baizhen" in Xiangcheng.
Baizhen is low-lying. Once the dam is in danger, it will inevitably be submerged by the surging water of the Xiangjiang River. When the danger occurred and there was a shortage of manpower, they finally sought help from the University of Science and Technology of China, which led to Ye Jian and his team's another action.
All third-year students rushed to "Bai Town" and carried sandbags with the villagers.
The three girls, Ye Jian, Xu Wen and He Jing, were no exception. They all went to the front line and did not sit in the back because of their gender.
Flood fighting and rescue is not an easy task, but a high-risk operation. On the way to "Bai Town", the instructor handed Ye Jian a page of letter paper, and Ye Jian wrote a "letter of request to fight" as a representative, meaning that if they sacrificed their lives, they would be worthy of the military uniform.
In the three years of military academy, this flood relief operation was the first time for the third-year cadets to carry out a real mission. The one yesterday did not count as one, it was just assistance at most.
The atmosphere in the car was a little tense. Xu Wen held He Jing's hand tightly and found that He Jing, who was as bold as Ye Jian, had a cold palm. He Jing immediately held Xu Wen's hand tightly. The two of them held each other tightly and no one dared to speak loudly.
The officer in charge knew that the students were nervous, so he smiled and said, "Come, let's sing the military song. I'll start the tune."
The officer started the tune, military songs rang out in the car, Ye Jian lowered her head, and wrote a "letter of request to fight" as the car swayed. She had the best psychological quality.
After writing, Ye Jian was the first to press his thumb into the red ink, leaving his fingerprint on the "Letter of Request to Fight". Then the paper and ink were passed around in the truck until all the fingerprints of forty-five students were pressed on it and finally returned to Ye Jian's hands.
After getting off the bus, Ye Jian will be handed over to the instructor.
Military songs were played throughout the whole process, and by the end the tense atmosphere disappeared and even started to make jokes.
This was not only true for Ye Jian's class, but for other classes as well.
How could a young trainee in his early twenties not be nervous when carrying out a high-risk mission for the first time?
You have to go even if you are nervous!
Because they are the people's soldiers!
Xia Jinyuan traveled together again, this time he was in the same car with the director. As soon as the door was closed, the director who was sitting in the back seat had a slightly strange expression on his face, and even his eyes were somewhat inquiring.
The director felt as if he had touched upon... a truth that he was somewhat afraid to confirm.
Upon learning that the third-year students who were going to fight the floods and disaster relief had put their fingerprints on the "letter of request to fight", Xia Jinyuan pursed his thin lips as he got on the bus. His handsome face was so cold and gloomy that the director, who vaguely sensed the truth, could not help but refrain from hitting him.
The jeep drove in the rain for about ten minutes. The director, who was becoming more and more suspicious and nervous, finally asked.
"What is your relationship with her? Tell me the truth!"
Afraid that the driver in front would hear, the well-intentioned director kept his name and lowered his voice, staring at the young lieutenant colonel whose handsome face was dimmed by the light outside, and said, "Answer me truthfully!"
Xia Jinyuan straightened his back and secretly stretched out his curled fingers. He turned his head and saw the director's face, which was even worse and gloomier than the weather outside.
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