"We don't want the house anymore... We don't want it anymore... Come back... Come back." He sat there and murmured, as if he was crazy.
Countless soldiers passed by him, naked to the waist, carrying sandbags with muddy water flowing out, rushing towards the embankment, dropping the sandbags and then quickly returned.
Their shoulders were peeling, red and swollen, and water squeezed out of the military boots they wore with every step they took.
There are still civilians on the embankment, civilians who cannot be persuaded to leave. They mingled with the soldiers and followed orders just like the soldiers.
But no matter what, these people just don't want to leave. Moreover, what makes people feel dumbfounded is that they also kept urging the soldiers to leave.
They said they no longer wanted their houses, they said they no longer wanted their crops. They said they would rather rebuild their houses and have no harvest this year than watch these soldiers sacrifice their lives.
And the soldiers who fought side by side with them said the same thing. These soldiers said that they would rather sacrifice their lives than lose their "position"!
They don't want to lose, even if their opponent is God, they don't want to fail! They have lost many comrades, so they must give an explanation to those comrades who died.
"We can't see them anymore. They said we ran away, lost, and lost the dam." A soldier smiled honestly and said the toughest and most conciliatory words: "Besides, being a soldier requires food. How can I have the nerve to leave after receiving wages and eating your food?"
So, you advise me, I advise you, civilians and soldiers did not go to either side, they all stood on the embankment, repeating the work they had been repeating for a long time.
Everyone was naked and standing together. People who were as small as ants in the face of nature supported a long thin line that even floods could not destroy.
The violent power belonging to God, the flood that had almost never been able to resist in the past, seemed to be unable to wreak havoc this time. It was squeezed by countless small humans, all the way eastward on the road it was supposed to take.
In Linshui Port, on the warship docked at the anchorage, an officer walked with a gloomy face in front of the sailors who had gathered in two rows and stood on the deck.
Everyone stood at attention and saluted. After the officer returned the military salute, he spoke in a hoarse voice: "Those who can swim and can guarantee that they can float on the water for an hour without sinking, raise your hands."
Everyone raised their arms and no one fell down.
"Are you sick? Those who can swim, raise your hands! No, especially the technical soldiers who can't swim, put them down!" the officer scolded.
No one put their arms down, everyone raised their arms.
"Wang Erhe, can you really swim?" The helpless officer looked at a recruit he was familiar with. This recruit was a radar soldier and had obviously not learned to swim yet.
"Report! Sir! I am learning and can already float!" The young soldier who was named answered with his chin high.
"Put your hands down!" The officer completely ignored the other party's explanation and went up and kicked Wang Erhe on the calf. He didn't use any force, but he looked menacing.
Very unwillingly, the young soldier put down his arm, while the remaining people still held it up stubbornly, looking at their commander with both eyes.
"I know what you are all thinking, but this is Level 2 combat readiness! If we really go all out, you will all die!" The officer looked at his sailors with tears in his eyes.
"Captain! We are not afraid!" a young sailor said loudly.
"Yes! Captain! We are not afraid!" The other sailors also echoed loudly: "Send our life jackets to the disaster relief troops! They need it more than us."
The captain lowered his head and stopped talking. It took him a long time before he raised his head again, his face already full of tears: "Okay! I will go crazy with you for a while! Even if we die together, we will still be brothers in the sea!"
He looked at the first mate and ordered: "Two-thirds of the life jackets, you organize people to send them ashore! Load the trucks tonight to support the disaster area!"
"Yes! Captain! Promise to complete the mission!" The adjutant saluted solemnly, raising his chin with unprecedented determination.
The Navy does not have enough life jackets and inflatable rubber boats, and the number of such things is not usually large. Therefore, as a last resort, the navy can only dispatch a group to support the disaster area.
However, how much it will deploy is a matter for the Navy to consider. When it was heard that 70 soldiers had fallen into the water and were missing, and more than 2,700 people had been injured, the navy immediately took stock of the supplies that could be misappropriated.
The lifeboats became useless, and the life jackets were "temporarily unavailable." Everyone knew how to swim overnight, as if they were not the ones who applied for a large amount of seasickness medicine before.
Orange life jackets were thrown into the truck compartment one after another, and even the rubber rafts on some battleships were unloaded.
In the factory near the water, a row of female workers were busy at their workstations. The leaders of several workshops were standing on ladders holding a banner. The huge banner read, "Work overtime to produce life jackets, we will strive for first place in disaster relief." one!"
The entire factory is at full capacity, working in three shifts to produce various relief supplies that are urgently needed in the disaster area. This factory originally produced life jackets for the Navy. Its products also include life buoys, inflatable rubber boats, raincoats, tents, etc.
Now, these materials are in urgent need, so the female workers here immediately began to support the country's accelerated production.
Equipment was running non-stop and raw materials were being consumed. A group of women slept in the factory, went home only once every three days, and took half a day off only every nine days. Their practical actions proved their determination to support the country's disaster response.
They are thin and not beautiful. Many of them have wrinkles on their faces due to the torment of life. They have just seen a "cosmetic" called clam oil in the past few days.
But this group of women with little education and a literacy rate of less than one-fifth completed the arduous production task.
They did not complain and stood next to the machine while eating. Their hands flew up and down like machines, sewing ties on both sides of the orange life jackets.
There were millions of female workers like them in the Tang Kingdom. This country gave them hope, so they repaid this country with their hard work and dedication.
The drainage system of Copper City has completely lost its function. The streets are full of water up to the knees, but the factory still does not stop. Countless construction machinery comes directly from the factory and is driven directly to the edge of the city by the workers. of dykes.
This is a war, a war that tests the Tang Kingdom!
It's just that the people of the Tang Kingdom who have touched the edge of a better life are fearless. They are unwilling to let go of the hand holding happiness, so they burst out with unprecedented power.
This power is enough to defeat the gods, and this power also scares those who are watching the Tang Kingdom. This power to subvert the system keeps the old forces awake at night.
In the Great China Empire, above the court, a group of ministers had gloomy faces, waiting for their Emperor to make the final decision.
Cyric's envoy has explained the stakes, and now may be the best chance to defeat the Tang Kingdom.
The main force of the Tang army has basically been scattered on both sides of the river to participate in disaster relief, and the defense line against Chu has been completely destroyed by the flood.
"They have tied their own hands and feet! Your Majesty! They have tied themselves up!" Cyric's envoy said in a bewildering way: "But if we really wait for this natural disaster to pass, the people of Tang will..."
When this was mentioned, all the ministers present took a deep breath. If Tang was really allowed to survive this disaster, who else in the world would be Tang Mo's opponent?
This monster who has shown a completely different national system will naturally follow him when he raises his arms and the civilians who have benefited from him will follow him.
At that time, wouldn't it be true that both the Dahua Empire and Cyric would become meat on the chopping board, to be flattened and rounded by Tang Mo?
"However, the evildoer... Your Majesty..." Prime Minister Chu Muzhou also wanted to persuade him. After all, the southern part of the Great China Empire was also a disaster area. It was really too much to launch a war at this time.
After the last war, many empires tried to persuade Tang Mo, who had annexed Qi, to proclaim himself emperor. Tang Mo gave the Great China Empire enough face and showed no intention of being on an equal footing with the Great China Empire.
He didn't claim to be emperor, nor did he show any unfriendly attitude. Taking advantage of someone else's disaster to raise troops and start a war, this kind of thing is easy to do or not.
"We have missed too many opportunities. If we don't defeat the Tang Dynasty this time...then we won't...have any chance again!" Envoy Cyric, who was standing there, bowed his head and persuaded again.
Without waiting for other ministers to speak, he continued to add chips: "The Mirage Kingdom, the Lions Empire, the Dorne Empire, the Ice Empire, the Yangmu Empire... they will all be on our side this time!"
"All the actual benefits gained from the war will belong to the Dahua Empire! The remaining countries only need Tang's technology... After one war, Your Majesty... your empire... will become the most powerful... empire on the Western Continent. !” After throwing out this huge bait, Cyric’s envoy’s face was filled with pride.
Sure enough, Zhao Kai was moved. The previous words didn't move his heart, but this last sentence hit home.
This is truly a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! As long as he defeats the Tang State, he can open up tens of thousands of miles of territory!
And these places are all sacred places: Tongcheng, which the Tang Dynasty has been operating for several years, the magnificent Chang'an, and the waterfront outlet to the sea that the Great China Empire has always longed for!
He really wants all this because he thinks he is the eternal emperor of the Great China Empire! He is the hero who deserves all this!
Therefore, he couldn't help but tighten his hand on the armrest of the chair and clenched it into a slightly trembling fist!
