Yu Chengcheng never asks others with his own vision. The division of labor in the army is different, there are civilians, military generals, snipers like Lin Da B, martial arts masters like Yu Chengcheng, and of course, cooks in the cooking class, etc. Such a team is full of talents, if someone uses a harsh eye to provoke and insult the soldiers of the republic, the first thing Yu Qingcheng has to do is to beat this kind of person to death.

The two retired urban management officers in D City are the best examples, and Niu Hongda is also a lesson from the past.

"Instructor, these supplies for the officers and soldiers were also paid by Comrade Cheng Rui himself. Seeing that Yu Chengcheng and Cheng Rui were actually old comrades-in-arms, Chief Yan also came over and said something, which made Cheng Rui a little embarrassed. She took a lunch box, handed it to Yu Chengcheng's hand, and said, "Allure, you must be hungry too, aren't you?" You're welcome, eat first, I will dedicate a song to everyone with the chief, and I will go to other camps later!"

"Don't work too hard, pay attention to your body. Yu Tingcheng nodded, took the lunch box, and sat down with everyone.

Not long after, the comrades-in-arms of the art troupe were drenched in heavy rain and sang military songs for the officers and soldiers who were eating hot meals and hot dishes. Although the comrades-in-arms of the art troupe were very tired, most of their voices were hoarse, and sometimes they even sang broken sounds, but Yu Qingcheng did not hesitate to applaud. For a while, Yu Qingcheng seemed to feel a kind of artistic conception of the struggle and integration of man and nature.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the twenty-minute break of Camp A was quickly over. The comrades-in-arms of the art troupe reluctantly left and continued to visit the other battalions on rotation. I have to say that after people are full, they have the strength to work, and the comfort of wearing the "flood control miniskirt" has completely blocked the breach in less than an hour.

The miniskirt invented by Yu Qingcheng has been vigorously imitated by the officers and soldiers of other battalions, and within half a day, almost all the soldiers of the unit have changed to this kind of plastic cement bag.

On the slope of the village in front, more than a dozen people were trapped on the dirt buns, because the water was too deep and too fast, and it was too far away for the lifeboats to row. If you don't want to rescue yourself, I'm afraid something will happen......" At this moment, a group of militia-looking people came from the north bank, found Zhang Yonghou, the commander of Battalion A, and explained the situation to him. When Zhang Yonghou heard this, he hurriedly took a platoon of soldiers and rushed to the disaster site.

Yu Qingcheng also followed the team, stepping on the muddy slope for about seven or eight miles. At last the rain had subdued, but the sight before me was tingling: the river had turned the village into a large lake, and the flood water was as deep as a story from the roofs of the houses. And in most places, the water is so strong that there is no doubt that even a smaller house can be swept away at once.

And at the end of the line of sight, on top of a dirt bag the size of half a room remained, more than a dozen disheveled and exhausted people were huddled. There were four elderly people and two children, and the adults waved to the PLA soldiers on the shore for help, but their voices had long been drowned out by the heavy rain and wind and waves. Zhang Yonghou did not hesitate, and immediately ordered Wang Gensheng and other soldiers to start the rescue.

But as soon as the surf boat came into contact with the current of the breach, it was washed away into a kite with a broken string, and there was no way to get close to the dirt bun.

"Chief, the crowd above has been trapped for more than seven hours. If we can't save it when it gets dark, we're afraid ......" The militia captain glanced at Zhang Yonghou, and his expression looked a little decadent. Zhang Yonghou gasped, and Wang Gensheng dragged the surfboat back with a cable, and his eyes became a little dazed. "How can this be done, we are the people's soldiers, how can we watch the affected people ...... here?"

Zhang Yonghou did not say the latter words. He knew that if these dozen or so people died in the flood, he was afraid that the soldiers around him would not be able to raise their heads for the rest of their lives.

Just when everyone was at a loss, they suddenly heard a horn behind them: everyone looked back, but it was the people of the art troupe who drove the military truck and rushed to the side of the embankment in the wind and waves. To Yu Qingcheng's surprise, it was actually that Cheng Rui who was driving, and as soon as this little girl jumped down, she said in a dumb voice: "Chief, we have thought of a solution." The chiefs filled the cart with lime and sandbags and drove it into the water......"

"It's true that this car won't be washed away when it goes into the water, but it won't be able to run away if the engine is turned off. Zhang Yonghou frowned. At this time, Yu Qingcheng said: "Battalion commander, leave it to me! Just listen to Cheng Rui, use this car to drive a pile in the water, and then I will wade through the water and bring the cable to the earthen bun, so that there is a way to rescue the masses." Yu Chengcheng said, Zhang Yonghou involuntarily glanced at the flood at his feet.

"You go into the water, you don't need a surf boat? no!"

"Don't grind, I can't die. Yu Qingcheng reassured, and then shouted: "Wang Gensheng!"

"Here!"

"Hurry up and fill the carriage with sandbags with everyone, and move quickly!"

"Yes!"

“……”

Zhang Yonghou was a little depressed for a while: "Damn, in the end I am the battalion commander and she is the battalion commander?" Seeing that the soldiers had already stuffed the car to a full, Zhang Yonghou also got into the control room and said to Yu Tingcheng: "I said instructor, you fix the cable on the car, I'm going to get into the water!" Yu Tingcheng was holding a lot of cables, and was tying one to the railing of the car, seeing that Zhang Yonghou was not to be outdone, he couldn't help laughing.

"Come on!" Cheng Rui also cheered for everyone.

As Zhang Yonghou started the truck, the soldiers also helped pile it underwater. Yu Qingcheng stood on top of the pile of sandbags in the back compartment, holding the cable in his hand, and then the truck slowly began to move, and after a while, the front of the car had begun to tilt, and the speed suddenly increased. Zhang Yonghou opened the car door, and when the truck rushed into the water, he also took advantage of the situation to climb out. For a moment, the flood waves had swept him in.

"What a big wave...... Zhang Yonghou himself is also a master swimmer, but there is no room for exertion in such currents! But before he could panic, a strong hand had already grabbed his shoulder. Zhang Yonghou glanced up, but Yu Qingcheng, who was firmly climbing on the roof of the carriage, intercepted him, and at this time the car was completely submerged in the water, even the sandbags piled up like a hill were almost below the water level.

was dragged onto the roof of the car by Yu Allure, Zhang Yonghou looked at her and smiled, and said: "Allure, this water flow is really unimaginable, you have to be more careful." Yu Qingcheng nodded and said, "Don't worry, I have experience in dealing with water currents, you can wait for my good news." After she finished speaking, she picked up the cable tied to the railing of the car, bit a ventilator in her mouth, and slowly got into the water by touching the body, and for a while the soldiers on the shore also looked nervously.

Cheng Rui bit her lip even more, and then shouted: "Allure, come on!"

However, Yu Qingcheng, who had disappeared into the waves, could no longer hear any sound.

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"This wave is really violent, much deeper and more intense than when I was practicing in the Three Gorges!" Yu Tingcheng just got out of the water, and he felt the overwhelming water flow around him, mixed with mud and sand, coming towards him violently. At this moment, she felt as if she had become a rootless duckweed, rolled and torn in the storm, and the huge pressure of the water squeezed the air out of her chest and lungs.

This made Yu Tingcheng grasp the hand of the truck bumper, and he didn't dare to let go for a while, lest if he slackened, he would be doomed.

Fortunately, Yu Qingcheng's current martial arts realm is ten times more clever than at the beginning, and his experience is ten times more substantial! After stabilizing his emotions in an instant, and after calming down, he shook forward with one foot, ignoring the turbulent torrent under the water, and stepped firmly on the ground. This is exactly the spiral shock foot in the Baji Fist step, which vividly destroys the torrent's attack and roll! This step out also allows Yu Qingcheng to really gain a firm foothold.

At the same time as this foot stepped out, Yu Qingcheng's whole body was like a rooster shaking its feathers, the dark energy rose from the feet, suddenly erected, and the muscles and bones shook like thunder! For a while, the dark energy stimulated by her whole body was like a ripple that expanded outward, although it was impossible to resist the torrent formed by the heaven and earth, but she stabilized her body vigorously, and did not let the torrent sweep her away. Finding this feeling, Yu Qingcheng suddenly determined the direction of progress.

So, she stepped out of her other foot and let go of her bumper!

"I deduced it right, such a constant shaking of the feet, the whole body is full of dark energy, and it can really resist the impact of the water to the greatest extent. I just don't know if my physical strength can hold on to the other side?" Yu Chengcheng only took two steps, and the air in his lungs was completely squeezed out by the water pressure, turning into a string of bubbles and disappearing into the flood. Fortunately, she had a small oxygen cylinder strapped to her body, and modern equipment allowed her to have enough oxygen to take in.

But under such a current and water pressure, Yu Qingcheng, who took a few steps again, felt that it became a little difficult to breathe.

Although he used his dark energy to resist the erosion of the flood, Yu Tingcheng also felt that his physical strength was rapidly draining. She felt as if she had been squeezed into a thick sheet of mercury, and any action required great effort to accomplish. Yu Qingcheng didn't dare to slack off at all, let alone delay time, he bit the oxygen mouth, trying to adjust his breathing, and at the same time gradually controlling the dark erection perfectly, saving his physical strength as much as possible.

Holding the cable in his hand, he groped forward step by step, and Yu Chengcheng gradually entered the state, no longer feeling overwhelmed as he did at the beginning.

By this time, it was already getting late, and visibility was starting to decrease. The crowd on the dumpling and the soldiers on the shore were also nervously watching the more than 40-meter-long flow between the truck and the top of the dumpling. Zhang Yonghou's breathing was a little short, Wang Gensheng and other soldiers were even more anxious, and Cheng Rui knelt on the edge of the embankment, hooking his head and eagerly looking forward to it...... Finally, in the midst of everyone's desperate looks, a figure emerged from the side of the dirt bag slope.

"Yes...... It's the instructor......"