Chapter 279 All Directions

Style: Historical Author: Small face is sallowWords: 2299Update Time: 24/02/20 18:18:04
Kong Xiaohong did not hesitate and immediately prepared to arrange for people to help Wu Ren.

"County Magistrate, let me go. My home is near the embankment. No one is more familiar with the road conditions there than me!"

The principal of Songping County Primary School stood up!

Appearing to be in his thirties.

But with an indomitable momentum.

"Principal Ma. You can't go. You will have a narrow escape from death. You are the backbone of our Songping education community. The future of our children depends on you!"

"County Magistrate, I am also familiar with the road conditions, let me go!"

The chief of the patrol bureau also stepped forward!

Subsequently, more people came forward to challenge 1

Yes, just ask for a fight, this is a war!

A war to protect the people.

Wu Ren and others looked at the officials scrambling for the first place in awe. To be honest, they were prejudiced against the people in these places.

No one knows what the people were like in the past.

However, since Mr. Nie came, everything seems to have changed.

Principal Ma saw everyone making trouble and shouted loudly: "Why are you joining in the fun? Songping's education is not enough for me to leave. Without me, there will be others! I grew up next to the embankment, and there is nothing upstream or downstream." Know?"

"Which one of you can compare with me?"

Kong Xiaohong looked at the scene in front of him with emotion.

"Principal Ma, I'll wait to come back and treat you to a drink!"

Principal Ma grinned like a crazy student: "There's no need to drink. Just give me the money you didn't approve last time!"

Then he walked up to Wu Ren: "Captain Wu, let's go! Are you bringing sacks and everything?"

Wu Ren nodded, he was not someone who didn't understand anything.

Naturally, I knew I had to bring some supplies.

"Walk!"

There are no unnecessary words, very straightforward military style.

Kong Xiaohong looked at everyone's backs and bowed.

Then, he shouted loudly: "Songping's future depends on you, you must come back safely! I will arrange for the people to support you immediately!"

Wu Ren's answer was just a wave of his hand.

He didn't know if these people could come back, so he could only focus on relocating the people and forced himself not to think about it.

There are many teams like Wu Ren.

Because there is more than just one Songping County downstream.

Everyone, swimming upstream, has the same goal, which is to find the breached embankment and plug the gap.

At the same time, intense discussions broke out across the country following the latest developments from the government.

A newspaper in Shanghai.

A young girl ran into the editor's office.

"I want to go to the disaster area!"

The editor-in-chief scolded him without raising his head: "Nonsense, do you think you are playing house?"

The girl was not afraid at all. She touched her most precious equipment on her waist and shouted loudly: "I'm not messing around! As a journalist, I want everyone to see the trends in the disaster area. Now everyone's enthusiasm to support the disaster area is high. How can we back down?”

"It's not you who is going! What are you doing as a little girl!"

The editor said impatiently.

The girl argued: "I'll make the decision anyway. Who says women are inferior to men? You're prejudiced!"

After that, he left!

Let the editor-in-chief chase after you!

Troops from various places are also gathering and rushing to the disaster area through trains and other channels.

And all walks of life have also taken action.

Knowing such a catastrophe,

Merchants jointly made donations and organized various ceremonies!

Fundraise for disaster areas!

Give your own strength to the disaster area.

Several big families in Shanghai were the first to bear the brunt, donating all kinds of materials for free.

The common people also tried their best to donate their heart and soul, but there was no way to do more.

After all, they are just ordinary people.

Sichuan and Shu.

"Gua Wa Zi, organize the clansmen!"

A young man looked at the patriarch and asked in confusion: "What happened, patriarch!"

The patriarch was silent for a moment, then knocked on the door frame with his pipe and pot! gòйЪ.ōΓg

Pointing to the newly built cement road outside, he said, "My dear, what do you think of this road?"

The young man was stunned for a moment: "Of course, we used to call it a road?"

"Isn't that enough? People from several provinces helped us dig mountains and build roads. We can't be ungrateful!"

The young man obviously didn't expect anything.

The patriarch sighed: "Those road construction workers are discussing flood control in their hometown. There is a flood in their hometown, but I heard their leader said that we must build the road first before we can leave. Why are we indifferent?"

"Go, sound the gong, and let everyone know that the women are preparing dry food and the men are preparing to salute. Let's go with them."

"Remember, we Sichuan people are never ungrateful!"

When others build mountains and roads for them, they must repay them. They cannot pretend to be indifferent when others are suffering in their hometown.

The young man seemed to understand and walked away.

The engineering team dug mountains for them, and they couldn't return home. Even if there was a disaster in their hometown, they stayed here to build roads for them first.

Then they local people will go to support.

Go help them fight the flood!

This is love and etiquette!

This is something contained in the five thousand years of history, which is definitely not comparable to that of a country that lasted only a hundred years!

In a county town in Dongshan, rows of big men were shouting with red faces and thick necks.

"I sign up! I sign up!"

"What the hell? Is there anyone stronger than me? I don't believe it! I'll go anyway!"

"I am a descendant of Confucius. Back then, my ancestors led their disciples to fight for justice. Why don't you let me go?"

"Shit, that means traveling around the world and still pretending to be a descendant of the old master here! I don't even understand the allusions!"

"Bullshit, that's because you don't understand! My family's ancestral teachings say that our ancestors led the seventy-two disciples all the way to fight and perform chivalry all the way to travel around the world. I don't care about others, I'm going to go anyway!"

The scene was chaotic for a while.

I don’t know how it was resolved in the end. Anyway, looking at the strong man wearing a train, it should have been resolved satisfactorily.

A group of strong men holding shovels and other tools took off on the train!

The three provinces even transported food, meat, eggs and other materials to the disaster areas overnight.

Some are official, and some are donated by ordinary people.

Guangdong Province and other coastal cities are also busy organizing manpower to provide disaster relief!

This day is destined to be a thrilling day.

This day is destined to go down in history.

When the Tsar and others saw the photo in the newspaper the next day, they didn't believe it at all.

It's like seeing a ghost: "No way, absolutely impossible!"

"Yes, it must be China's own self-importance. How can a bunch of idiots have such a consciousness? I don't believe it anyway!"

"Immediately send someone to the disaster area to take a look. I'm going to expose their hideousness!"

"No, I will go there in person when the situation stabilizes. Nie Li is bragging too much this time!"

Nie Li didn't know what these foreign friends thought. He just looked at the report that had just been handed over with an ugly expression.

He felt like his heart was bleeding!

Wu Ren, leader of the 845th regiment, died!

The life and death of more than 700 soldiers of the 845th Regiment who rushed to block the embankment are unknown!

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