Chapter 339: Sending the Plague God (2nd Update)

The scout took the first step, and after finding out the news, he ran to Ye Boxuan and reported:

"Report to the head of the group, the iron door of the cold storage has been deformed and cannot be opened. Please instruct. ”

Pei Bing, who followed Ye Boxuan's side closely and did not forget to let go of any interview materials, stared at Ye Boxuan with a sense of urgency all over his body, and stared at the head of this independent hero group with good eyes.

Ye Boxuan frowned and looked sideways at Pei Bing: "Are you annoyed?" ”

Two meanings in one sentence. The first is that he really dislikes Pei Bing, and the second is that he is extremely irritated when he hears such a result.

Ye Boxuan turned around after scolding Pei Bing, and ordered at the top of his throat: "Speed up!" The sapper company heads up! ”

The 142nd Regiment ran forward on the dark road and came to the front, and the soldiers, who had not even passed through the cold storage gate, smelled the stench of decay while standing on the side of the road.

You can imagine what it will be like when you open it. I can imagine it, but I still don't change my face.

Ye Boxuan looked at the young faces of the soldiers, he was so impatient that he didn't even have a plastic bag of masks, although he couldn't see any change on his face, he seemed to be as calm as the daily training in the 142nd Regiment station, but he was already muttering in his heart, smelling it?

"Sapper Company, Demolition!"

The earth-shattering explosion, the explosion sound that shook the whole Tangzhuang shook the sky, its sound seemed to be swearing to the people of the whole country, in the face of the plague, the soldiers once again put on the front, and once again announced to the world that the first battle will be victorious.

Standing outside the tent, the three sisters, who were uncomfortable because they could not hold Li Tong's glorious ceremony, were frightened by the sound of explosions at midnight.

Liu Yun was stunned for a few seconds and then quickly got up: "I have to go." I have to go to the northwest to distribute medicines. "There are so many young soldiers like Li Tong who have to fight the plague.

The freezer collapsed the moment it was blown open.

Before the smoke of the explosion cleared, Ye Boxuan led the soldiers of the 142nd Regiment to rush in. The billowing smoke reflected the figures who jumped into the cold storage one by one. Show your skills in the face of great difficulties.

The stench permeated the surroundings, wafting half of Tangzhuang City.

Ye Zhiqing and all the commanders in the command headquarters had anxiety and complexity in their eyes.

The most treacherous and arduous work began with this explosion.

Ye Zhiqing looked at his old boss, got the instruction of nodding his head, and ordered solemnly: "Bury the corpse!" ”

This order to "bury the corpse" means that hundreds of thousands of decomposing corpses will be quickly buried. The martyrs who died and the people who died were all buried on the spot.

And the task of this difficult struggle against the plague was undertaken by countless young soldiers.

Since then, they have no number, no division or regimental level, and they have a common name called the Burial Corps. What a shocking special life the young soldiers have to go through. Use your own lives to save more people. All the pain is hidden, and I use my actions to prove that I have no regrets in the eventful years.

When Pei Bing ignored the vomiting sensation surging upwards and hurried all the way to meet Zhai Yuanfang with Ye Boxuan, he immediately cried.

It is said that men don't flick when they have tears. But he was in Tangzhuang for less than twenty-four hours. Emotional breakdown. What did he see?

The soldiers were smelling of corpses. Naked hands and arms exhume corpses. The corpses decomposed, and the skin of the fighters fell off when they touched it.

A regimental-level political commissar in Zhai Yuanfang was delighted to find some shabby fabrics and broken newspapers in the surrounding dilapidated houses. He shouted to Ye Boxuan:

"Commander, with these, our fighters can have a little cushion."

Ye Boxuan looked up at the bright sky, and his eyes were red. It was the soldier he brought, and he suppressed his sadness and reluctance.

Without any protective equipment, the corpse was exposed to emit highly irritating toxic hydrogen sulfide, ammonia, and methane gases, which made people dizzy when they smelled it.

Spraying, wrapping, bundling, transporting, burying, there are no complaints on the young faces, they are immersed in hard work, and there is only one belief in their hearts, that is, to obey the call.

Each soldier had to wrap his head with the clothes of the deceased and put it into a uniform bag to tie his mouth.

Each corpse should be tied at least three times, head, waist, and feet, so as to prevent the smell of the corpse from emitting.

Some of the fighters carried it onto the car on their immature shoulders after completion, and many more soldiers were digging pits, rapidly digging two meters deep holes, adding thick soil and lime to top them and smashing them down.

Are they human beings, and they don't know how to protect themselves in one way or another?

But the masses of the people are more important than everything, and they have only one urgent thought: hurry! Bury the bodies of the victims and get ahead of the outbreak of the plague!

Glory and glory are not only on the battlefield, every minute and second of time is a winning battle.

In front of a 17-year-old soldier of the artillery company of the 142nd Regiment, a division-level leader of the Liaoyang unit stood.

The leader, who was in his fifties and nearly sixty years old, took out a crumpled mask from his coat pocket with trembling hands: "Here, put it on." "It's not a simple mask, it's caring, it's sad, it's distressing.

"Dad, what are you doing here! No one else has it, and I can't be special. You wear it to command, I'm fine, don't let our regiment commander see it and think I'm special. ”

The man, who had never bowed his head to his son in his life, suddenly opened his eyes wide and did not let himself cry in front of his son, but at this moment, he apologized to his son for the first time:

"Dad was wrong."

The divisional leader stuffed the mask back into his coat pocket, straightened his back and walked into the distance, and began to pick up the corpse with his own hands.

……

After Dean Qin distributed all the disinfectants, Dr. Shao was the first to rush out with the medicine box on his back. He went to be responsible for distributing medicines to the masses, and he has always been busy on the front line since Li Tong's death.

"Ye Boting, you are responsible for going to the northwest of the corpse burial unit. In the summer, you carry food and medicine to the makeshift relief station, where you have a lot of orphans to take care of. ”

Dean Qin didn't dare to let Ye Boting and Xia form another team, she was afraid that they would often remember that they had left one person behind.

The sun rose as usual on 1 August, and the roaring engines of the An-2 aircraft roared in the air.

Drugs such as malathion and dichlorvos with the smell of garlic fall like rain and mist.

The people outside Tangzhuang were trying their best to gather all the items needed in Tangzhuang, and they were all united in fighting the plague, and the staff from all over the country quickly assembled.

The whole country quickly mobilized 21 anti-epidemic teams with a total of 1,300 personnel, 240 tons of disinfectants, 176 tons of insecticides, more than 51,000 sprayers of various kinds, 31 military anti-chemical and chemical disinfection vehicles, and four spraying planes......

In the sky above Tangzhuang, An-2 planes kept circling over the 85-square-kilometer urban area.

On the opposite side are Dongfanghong 18 mobile fog diffusers, anti-chemical spraying vehicles, group British backpack sprayers and cylindrical compression sprayers on the ground.

From the early hours of the morning until the sun rises, four hours later, we start together and exert force together.

And the soldiers who fought in the first time fell many, many times.

No one knows what their names are, and they have forever stayed in this long history called "Tangzhuang Disaster Relief...... (To be continued......)