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Chapter 214 The longest roll call in military history(1/2)

It's already late at night.

The flood floods overflowed the large tracts of farmland in Paizhou Dawan. After the houses, they seemed to be tired and finally became quiet.

The entire Paizhou Dakou has become an endless lake, with only those tall poplar trees standing tenaciously in the water, revealing half of the tree body.

These poplar trees are the only life-saving straws for the 400 warriors who went against the road.

As long as the flood is not washed away, the soldiers will hold on to the tree trunks and maintain a fixed posture and wait for the arrival of rescue.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the water level rose little by little.

The most terrifying thing is that "click" sounds often come in the dark, which means that the branches can no longer bear the weight of the warrior hanging on it and break it.

This means that some people may fall into the water and lose their lives...

The cold river water caused the body temperature to gradually drop, and some young soldiers could no longer hold on.

So, some people began to shout to the surroundings, and they began to understand each other, and who was there in the surrounding trees.

"Brother, which unit is from your tree?"

"We are from the Air Force Anti-Aircraft Artillery Corps..."

"We are from Zhouqiao..."

In order to prevent dozing off, the cadres began to chat with the soldiers. The cadres who had flashlights on their bodies simply turned on the flashlight and kept illuminating the people on every tree trunk around them, and began to check them one by one.

Someone climbed to the top of the tree and observed the situation around him to see if there were any rescuers coming.

Some soldiers began to mark the trunks on the tree trunks, marking the rising water levels.

Zhou Guangming, the instructor of Zhouqiao Camp, and more than 40 of them were trapped in a poplar forest several hundred meters away from his troops.

He has a good water quality. When he hugged the first tree, there was an air transport soldier on his head. He felt that the tree was small and could not withstand the two people's hangs, so he stopped climbing up, took a break, and swam to another tree next to him.

This tree is safer, smooth and comfortable, but after a while, he gave this good position to another soldier and changed the tree to hold it.

When he really couldn't stand it, he would let go and change the tree.

That night, he changed several trees one after another.

Wherever he swam, he would encourage the warriors on the tree: "I am the instructor of Zhouqiao Camp. Our brigade is nearby, and there are many assault boats. They will come back soon to save us. Everyone must hold on!"

In this way, officers and soldiers of different military branches, different systems and different positions began to encourage each other in the poplar forest, and Zhou Guangming was still doing his old job - political and ideological work in this special environment.

In the torrent of the flood, many things often float by, furniture, livestock, even mice and snakes, and people...

In the darkness, a soldier named Ge Baoguo found an "object" floating by the tree he was hanging. When he looked carefully, he seemed to be a person.

So he quickly grabbed the tree with one hand, leaned out and grabbed the person floating in the water.

I pulled it over and saw that it was an old man.

The old man didn't know how long he had been floating in the water, but he was still alive and had a breath, but he was too weak and could no longer climb the tree.

"Young man... I can't do it anymore. You have to live... Leave me behind..." He couldn't bear to see Ge Baoguo take risks for him and said dyingly.

"No!" Ge Baoguo only answered one word.

"Don't throw me away...or..."

"No!"

Still one word.

Ge Baoguo hugged the old man next to him, grabbed the tree trunk with one hand, and persisted in the water for nine hours and a full night.

Until he was rescued, his arms that hooked the tree trunk and his chest that were next to the tree trunk had already been bloody and his right hand was stiffened into a hook shape.

There is another warrior, Gou Feng.

He was suddenly rushed out of far and far away by the flood. He actually grabbed a tree and climbed up.

After a little awakening, Gou Feng's whole body was in pain, with scratched wounds everywhere, and the inside of his belly and legs were scratched. When the cold river water rushed, he grinned in pain.

There was no tree around him, only him, everywhere, with only turbid river water.

He shouted at the surroundings, no one responded to him, and there was a silence around him as dead as death.

The water began to rise slowly inch by inch, and he began to move up inch by inch.

Suddenly, he saw something black floating over not far ahead.

"Is it a tree trunk?"

He was immediately surprised.

You know, if you can find a floating object, you will at least feel more secure.

When the floating object floated to his side, he suddenly reached out and grabbed the floating object in the dark.

Very smooth!

He was caught!

But when he looked closely, he almost scared him to slide down the trunk.

This floating object has hair!

It's a corpse!

The surroundings are dark and uninhabited.

Gou Feng subconsciously let go, but immediately grabbed it hard.

The corpse cannot be given up.

He dragged the body over and found the familiar orange life jacket on the other party...

Gou Feng's eyes suddenly became hot and tears instantly surged out.

He is a comrade!

After careful examination, the soldier was exhausted and died.

He could not tell the sadness and sadness that he could not recognize his comrades from any unit, but like himself, he was also a member of the Chinese People's Liberation Army.

"You must never let your comrades' corpse float away!" He gritted his teeth and swore to himself that he must keep his comrades' corpse unless he dies!

At this moment, fear was swept away. He hugged his comrade's body tightly and waited silently for the arrival of rescue.

Just when Gou Feng was still holding his comrade's body in the water and was lonely and unable to bear it, a new soldier couldn't help but want to pee in the poplar forest, but at this moment, his company commander and battalion commander were his own company commander and battalion commander.

"Battorney General, I want to pee, I'll go down."

The battalion commander said, "Don't move, still move at this time? Stay on it! If you want to pee, just spit it! Just spit it on it!"

The recruit hesitated for a moment and said, "Battery Commander, this will pour on your head..."

The battalion commander said, "If you ask you to spit, you will spit it. Why do you do so much nonsense?"

The recruits couldn't hold it in the end, and the urine dripped from their crotch, down vertically, and all poured onto the battalion commander's head...

"Battery Commander, I'm sorry..."

The battalion commander said: "When is it now? I'm sorry for the ball! Saving your own life is the most important thing!"

After a while, the recruit suddenly said, "Battery Commander, if we can go home, I will wash your hair when we go home..."

The battalion commander said, "Okay, okay, let's not talk about it. Save some effort to catch the tree. If you can't catch it, I won't forgive you if I wash my head a hundred times!"

The recruits crawling on the top suddenly turned red.

"Or why should we call the name?" The company commander Huang Shunhua, who had just swam around the trees one by one and counted the number of people, suddenly proposed.

The battalion commander thought about it, nodded and said, "Okay, you can also organize the following singing so that everyone can't fall asleep."

In the cold night wind, the company commander Huang Huashun began to blew the whistle on his life jacket.

"Did--I've called it!"

"Drip--The whole company gathers!"

"Di - the whole company called it!"

"Lin Qingzhong!"

"arrive!"

“XXX!”

"arrive!"

“XXX!”

"arrive!"

...

After placing the name, Zhang Huanglian and the battalion commander discussed and decided to placard the name every ten minutes, and then organize a song after ten minutes.

From "Unity is Strength" to "We Soldiers", from "We Soldiers" to "Say the Heart", and from "Say the Heart" to "Little Bai Ping"...

We are soldiers
To be continued...
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