Ye Boxuan's right ear suddenly moved: "Quick!" Fast! There are life features here. Let's get a few people together! ”

Ye Boxuan led several people to dig hard with shovels, and after digging for more than ten minutes, they finally dug a gap.

The cry for help was a young man, who had only one head sticking out of a gap in the floor.

When he could see the green uniforms outside, he kept encouraging the soldiers who were fighting for their lives:

"Comrade of the People's Liberation Army, come on, I can still hold on."

However, this floor is a hundred times more stubborn than last night's winch, no matter how hard everyone uses to eat, they can't raise it by an inch, as long as they raise the height of a person's lying body, he can be dragged out, but in fact, it is difficult and difficult to do an inch.

The soldiers gritted their teeth, and listened to the young man's mechanical shouting over and over again, with tears in the soldiers' eyes, until the shout was hoarse, weaker, and finally gone......

In the corner of the hotel, another group of soldiers led by Zhai Yuanfang heard a girl's voice coming from the ground:

"Comrade, there are seven more people below us, seven ......"

Seven lives, the warriors desperately waved the tools in their hands to dig, and they had to use their strength to race against time.

When the excavation was already audible for breathing, the ground shook suddenly, and an overhead slab collapsed again, and the wheezing stopped.

Zhai Yuanfang's eyes were sour, and the soldiers cried, they used their personal experience to feel the preciousness of life and the heaviness of possible departure.

Heartache, crying, sadness, frustration, and loss, several feelings haunt my heart. While the unforgettable experience, I hope that rescuing the survivors will make them smile.

Continued to dig, kept digging, Ye Boxuan ordered a few people to rush over and join in.

But after a few hours, the exhausted warriors saw seven female corpses lying side by side.

"03, 03, rescue a few survivors, please answer!" Ye Boxuan's slightly hoarse voice came from the walkie-talkie.

Zhai Yuanfang tore off his military hat and replied with a sigh: "Seven women have died, and the answer is complete." ”

Ye Boxuan, who was on the other end of the walkie-talkie, was silent for a few seconds: "Please continue the search and rescue!" That's it! "I watched them leave. But there is nothing to be done. The most frustrating and sadistic.

……

For another whole day, the officers and men of the regiment did not eat or drink water.

Everyone was shirtless and wearing shorts. Digging like crazy under the scorching summer sun! Pickpocket! Pushing the limits of the body. Try again. Try to see if you have super energy and can continue without limit.

Every minute and every second, the soldiers did not dare to delay and pause. Because it is life that passes with time, as long as you think of this, no one dares to stop waving the tool.

All the officers and men of the 142nd Regiment were shuttling and wandering in the dangerous building shelves, rubbing their whole bodies with wounds, and there were more or less blood stains on everyone's bodies.

Even so, Ye Boxuan was so anxious that he was angry, and the soldiers were so anxious that they wanted to cry.

This heart, between time and life, in the midst of impatience and nowhere to perform, is like being poked with a knife.

In some places, you can see clearly, and there are still living people in the ruins one or two feet deep, but you can see but you can't enter......

The people inside were suffering, and the people outside were also suffering in their hearts, Ye Boxuan led a group of soldiers to grind outside.

In the absence of any other means, there is nothing they can do to bring water and food to those who are still struggling underground.

Ye Boxuan found the steel bar that had just been dug up, inserted a steamed bun, stuffed it through the gap in the ruins, found the leather pipe to refuel the military vehicle, and poured a pot of water into it.

At the same time, Ye Boxuan did not forget to use a hoarse voice, calling over and over again, encouraging, reminding, and entrusting, please insist on the survivors buried below, you must wait for us to go down, we will definitely go down! We will definitely save you! ……

It will definitely go down, it will definitely save you, it is waiting, it is a promise, it is sharing weal and woe, it is a heavy stroke in the history book of the Tangzhuang earthquake, and it is the legend of the descendants of Tangzhuang about describing the greatness of the soldiers.

The dust swirling in the sky, the seekers who want to see through, the city with a population of one million has become the past, and the soldiers use their blood and sweat to illuminate the way home in the hearts of the people of Tangzhuang.

There are no large machines, just pulling little by little, the speed is too slow.

Take what to speed up? Only strength, can only sweat like rain. When you see the caller dancing with their hands underneath, that's the biggest motivation for them to move forward.

On that day, all the officers and men of the 142nd Regiment turned over the three-story hotel and rescued a total of 50 or 60 people in and around the building.

And there are many more corpses dug up than the living people rescued, so much so that Ye Boxuan was so depressed that he had to close his eyes tightly to regulate his emotions, and in those closed eyes, tears were flashing.

He told the men to be patient, and they reminded him that "the PLA should be safe." "They were forgiving, yet he lost a lot of them." ”

Ye Boxuan's physical strength recovered before the convergence was a little overdrawn.

When he opened his eyes again, he felt that the sky was a little shaky, so as not to let others see his abnormality, he hurriedly staggered to the side, found a wall that he could lean on, and began to pant uncontrollably, and his body was as soft as a ball of cotton.

People are iron, food is steel, you can't be so hungry all the time!

Ye Boxuan went to observe the situation of the soldiers again, and looked at the arm of a little soldier holding a wooden shovel near him trembling, and he suddenly realized that between sunrise and sunset, they still hadn't dripped.

Zhai Yuanfang informed the cooking squad to cook, but there was no water, and the soldiers of the cooking squad found a bathhouse nearby, and pulled out the water tank from the rubble, but there was no leakage, and water was still stored. With great effort to pull it out, this is finally the meal.

When it was brought out, the soldiers were waving their hands one by one to signal that they didn't need it.

People will lose their appetite when they are tired to a certain extent, and after a day of dealing with corpses, the big guy is hungry, but for various reasons, he really has no appetite.

Ye Boxuan was furious, forced himself to maintain a vigorous and resolute style, strode in front of the soldiers, and shouted:

"Sit it all down! Dine! I'll take the lead, I have to eat, if you don't eat, you won't be able to get up tomorrow, and save a birdman! Those people can only wait for death! Eat! That's an order! ”

Just as he was shouting, Zhai Yuanfang walked over quickly, stood next to Ye Boxuan and whispered:

"Regiment commander, the military newspaper is here, and if you want to follow our regiment to cover and report, we need to cooperate."

"Military newspapers?" Ye Boxuan was in a trance, he hadn't rested and collapsed, he blurted out very differently than his usual style, and asked the person he missed the most in his heart very stupidly:

"Summer is coming?" (To be continued......)