He swept over the soldiers who were always ready in front of him, his eyes full of trust and heavy expectations: "Do you understand?"

The assault team replied with a loud voice: "I understand, always be ready-"

Cheng Huaishu walked out of the war room, put on his helmet, and stood in front of the queue.

The man is tall and handsome, and his military uniform is cool.

His dark eyes looked at the faces of every commando team, and compared his heart with his fists. His tone was deep and solemn: "The first commando team, all come back safely, and no one can be left behind."

There are many new recruits in the team, which is the first time they have participated in this kind of rescue. I know what Cheng Huaishu's words meant with the eyes just now.

Everyone's hearts were heavy, and no one wanted to go away forever.

But when the people need the rescue most, Chinese soldiers have no room for retreat.

They must charge forward in order to make those who need rescues likely to survive.

It’s not that they are not afraid of sacrifice, but that they have to live well in order to save more lives that need rescue.

Yun-20 has already stopped at a dedicated military aircraft airport. After being transferred to the destination, the roar of the plane is right next to your ears.

Cheng Huaishu boarded the plane with heavy steps. He sat in the seat and closed his eyes slightly.

He has never felt so indescribable as he was this time.

Because there is a person who cares about it, it means there is a weakness.

He would never dare to think about all possibilities if there was one.

After Meng Yasong came up, he opened his heart and fisted him: "Old Cheng, it's my brother, that's all safe. Whoever doesn't come back alive is his grandson."

Cheng Huaisu raised his eyes, moved his lips slightly, and said firmly: "Okay."

After a while, the rain in Mingyi Town became smaller and it was wrapped in a thread of air conditioning into the collar of a person's clothes.

Someone used the lighter on his body to burn a few bundles of straw to keep warm, and the fire shone on everyone's gray cheeks.

The little girl curled up in the corner, gritting her teeth and enduring the pain of the wounds cut by the nails. Her eyes were always clear and light was leaping.

It has been several hours since the earthquake happened, and everyone is tired and hungry, but when they think of so many survivors around them, they have more reasons to comfort themselves.

The uncle who was lighting the fire in the crowd stood up, patted a few hands, and encouraged him: "I believe that the outside world must pay close attention to the situation in the town now. Everyone should believe in our country and believe that Chinese soldiers will come. The road conditions are complicated now and it will definitely take some time, but we must hold on until then. Everyone must live well. Everyone will be lucky enough to survive the disaster."

Someone suggested: "We are waiting here now, so why not sing the national anthem together and encourage each other-"

As soon as the proposal was made, everyone raised their spirits and formed a circle, clapping their hands passionately while singing the national anthem.

The singing was sensational, and more and more people joined in.

The messy thoughts in my heart are gone, and everyone is like a hemp rope that supports each other together.

I don’t know who noticed the rumbling movement in the air first, and pointed his hand: “Look, the plane is here—”

Accompanied by the huge roar and the wings were rotating, more and more people began to look up at the top of their heads.

The tender voice in the crowd shouted: "The plane is here, it's really here, there is a national flag on it!"

Everyone's fatigue and heavy emotions were released in this moment. Many people looked at the national flag and burst into tears, and they said interactively: "It is the people's soldiers who are here to save us."

The mental fatigue completely relaxed at this moment.

Tang Ning felt the tears he had to endure winding all the way, dripping to the dusty palm.

After the carrier lands at a suitable altitude, the aircraft will start to perform fixed-point parachute diving.

I train so many times on weekdays just to charge in time at critical moments.

Jiang Xiaoman has never been more excited than now. He has completely abandoned his fear of skydiving behind his mind. Even at a height of thousands of miles, he can now jump without any scruples.

The instructor counted the number of people on the plane and reported the number every minute: "Zero, zero, zero, two-jump-"

The umbrella flowers are pure white, but they are like the most surprising gift, like a clear spring in the dry desert nourishing everyone's heart.

The little girl stopped crying, as if she was shocked by the scene in front of her.

She pulled Tang Ning's sleeve and asked with a gaze: "Sister, are they Superman?"

He can fly..."

"Yes, they're not just Superman."

Tang Ning watched all the umbrella flowers land safely and gathered into a team.

The man in the middle of the team gradually became clearer.

Just like before, the military uniform is straight, the figure is tall and tall, and the eyes are deep and cold.

Tang Ning could no longer hold back his emotions and sobbed, "He is even more a hero of flesh and blood."
Chapter completed!