Summer's eyes were foggy, and he looked sideways at Ye Boting, who forcibly suppressed the tears that were about to flow out, and nodded vigorously at Summer.

Xia understood, it seems that the pavilion also saw Song Yaping, and she was also afraid that her mother-in-law would worry, so she didn't shout out the sentence: "Mom!" ”

Two girls in their twenties, with white coats and sleeves on their bodies, are bloodstained, and their faces are covered with mud.

When children are at their most fragile, they usually miss their home and mother, and want to be comforted by their mother. So Xia and Ye Boting cried silently, and even Li Tong rolled his eyes upwards to look at the sky, his expression distorted to make the tears flow backwards......

As for mothers, the most worried about their children when they are outside, not to mention that in this dangerous city with constant aftershocks, Song Yaping is always worried about her children. So Song Yaping turned around......

When the vehicle accelerated farther away, Song Yaping suddenly turned back as if telepathically and looked at the military trucks that were speeding through in front of her.

The dust kicked off by the vehicle formed a "barrier" between Song Yaping and her daughter and daughter-in-law, so that she didn't see clearly for a while, and her eyes were full of white coats.

Summer and Ye Boting didn't know why, at the moment when Song Yaping turned around, they were nervous at the same time. They are not afraid of Song Yaping scolding them as before, but they are afraid that Song Yaping will not scold them, and even feel sorry for them.

This kind of evasive psychology is equivalent to many children living well in the outside city. They will show their happiness to their mother, so that she can empathize with them and be happy for them.

And when they are not good and depressed in the outside world, the children choose to grit their teeth and endure it, endure homesickness and miss their mother, and call the swollen face and fat man and say: "Mom, I am all right, I am full of food and drink, and I don't lack anything." "Actually, I've already soaked instant noodles.

"Dean, the patient's anesthetic injection has been completed and is ready."

A medical worker reminded Song Yaping from the tent. Song Yaping glanced at the passing vehicles again. Only then did he turn around and nod to the others.

Song Yaping ended the consultation with several attending physicians on a patient, and immediately plunged into the intense operation again.

After standing down for such a long time, Song Yaping didn't know how many surgeries she was busy with.

It can be said that the Kyoto Military Region Hospital performed the earliest surgery after the Tangzhuang earthquake. At the same time, it is also the most difficult operation.

Extensive debridement sutures. A large number of amputations. There is even a craniotomy.

Everything was done under extremely rudimentary conditions.

The medical staff of the Kyoto Military Region Hospital almost stepped on a pool of blood to rescue the wounded.

The liberation shoes on his feet were soaked red with blood. Bring surgical gloves, scratch and put on, scratch and put on again, until the last pair.

Later, Song Yaping informed everyone that they could only finish one, rinse it with water, and then do it again.

In the end, to the point where there was no water, Song Yaping asked the nurses to bring up the water in the river, strictly ordered it to boil, and then threw the surgical instruments into it for disinfection.

In such a situation, Song Yaping underwent one operation after another under the illumination of a gas lamp.

For the rescued wounded, Song Yaping will nod, and for the wounded whose plasma supply is not available or the rescue is ineffective, she will close her eyes and take a deep breath, and then open it to see the wounded leave the operating table one by one and then die.

Saving and watching life leave, Song Yaping adjusted herself with deep breaths again and again, switching back and forth between the two and between the two moods.

If Dean Qin still has helplessness and emotion, when he arrives at Dean Song Yaping and Song, there is only one belief left: "People are in Qingshan." ”

Since Song Yaping started as a doctor, she has never lost so many lives under the scalpel. Now, she only feels that she is about to finish the surgery of her life, and it is the first time that she has hidden her face in a mask for dozens of hours. And the clothes have long been soaked with sweat.

At the critical moment, the perseverance of the old comrades was demonstrated, Song Yaping was far stronger than other medical staff, and when she thought that she had done her best, she did not blame herself too much, and she pondered more reflections that others could not think of.

Since the troops entered Tangzhuang, she has seen a lot of disorder in emergency situations.

The rescue teams were hurriedly mobilized and quickly put in place, but due to the wrong judgment of the disaster situation, everyone's preparation was very inadequate.

The medical team is short of medicines and surgical equipment. What's the use of coming early and coming fast......

The little soldiers of the army were full of enthusiasm and drive, and a large group of people surrounded the ruins and had no idea where to start, and there was no progress in digging out their fingernails.

Every time Song Yaping witnesses all this, she feels sorry for these young children, who are younger than the pavilion.

In general, there are many confirmations of the imperfection of the emergency response system, which makes the current situation inevitable.

All the sacrifices they make and all the pain they suffer today are paying for this gloomy era, and this is the fate of all living beings in the great era.

Resting and eating dry food Looking at the scene in front of her, Song Yaping often thinks of her children.

Will Bo Xuan and Qu Lei also use their fingers to pick up gravel little by little, will the pavilion be frightened by this kind of tragic situation, and where is the hairy girl in the summer, she can do her best to be a military wife, not to mention in the face of a big disaster, Song Yaping estimates that her stupid daughter-in-law should also come......

Aftershocks, Song Yaping just asked her children to be safe.

At this moment, Ye Zhiqing has no time to think about the major proposition of the future destiny of the country and the nation, nor does he have time to worry about his children like an old wife.

He was staring intently at the huge map of Tangzhuang in front of him, while the staff officer kept marking upwards the directions where the rescue departments had arrived.

The place where Ye Zhiqing's tent is located is precisely the airport where his daughter and daughter-in-law were busy rescuing the wounded all day yesterday. He was listening to reports from all parties at this time:

"Independent 142nd Regiment, just reported the location!"

The staff officer will have a small red flag. Inserted into the place marked on the map in the center of Tangzhuang.

Ye Zhiqing nodded and motioned to continue.

"Ye Boxuan, the commander of the 142nd Regiment, led another battalion to the Tuhe Reservoir last night to rescue the rescue, and now the rescue work has been completed, and they are driving from the reservoir to the city center, preparing to join the large army."

Not only Ye Zhiqing heard it, but several generals around Ye Zhiqing nodded slightly, they had already learned about the feat of the battalion of the 142nd Regiment.

After hearing the emergency report on the reservoir last night, a certain senior leader standing here immediately sighed with emotion: "The sky is about to fall, and it depends on it." ”

Ye Zhiqing heard Ye Boxuan live up to his trust at this moment. Mission accomplished. While he breathed a sigh of relief, he was more proud of his son.

Of course, he didn't know what Ye Boxuan had experienced that night, and he didn't know how many times his proud son had wandered on the lifeline......

Song Yaping rubbed her forehead tiredly. He patted the young doctor who was standing in front of her and broke down and cried.

"Dean. I don't think I can do it anymore. I really can't. When will it end? When? ”

Song Yaping stood outside the tent, looking up at the sky, and her tone was serious. The sonorous tone emphasized: "Remember your responsibility! Always remind yourself of who you are! ”

……

Ye Boxuan squinted, it was already sunny, and the dazzling sunlight shook so badly that Ye Boxuan had the illusion that he didn't know what night it was.

Ye Boxuan had just contacted Zhai Yuanfang, and the other three battalions were about to arrive in the center of Tangzhuang according to the order. Now he was rushing to rendezvous with a battalion.

The first battalion took a nap and ate something before leaving, Ye Boxuan and the soldiers of the first battalion tossed the winch all night, although they were still sore, but due to the supply of food, their physical strength and spirit recovered a lot.

After recovering, he can't stop moving forward, Ye Boxuan looked at the tired face: "Forward!" ”

Zhai Yuanfang was in the walkie-talkie and informed Ye Boxuan that the next search and rescue location was the Xinhua Hotel in the city center.

It's easy to find on the map, but it's not something that can be found by planting a small flag and the troops.

Just because the whole Tangzhuang has been changed beyond recognition, there are no more streets, no more roads, and no more landmark buildings. As far as you can see, the most common ones are collapsed houses.

Before setting off, Lao Ni, the mud comrade, only drew the shortest route for Ye Boxuan on the map, but now it is difficult to find it.

At that time, there was no GPS, Beidou or other satellite positioning systems, Ye Boxuan could only search the map with a compass, and ask the survivors on the side of the road at the same time.

The pace of the march slowed down because the road was mostly cut off by the waist, one to the left and one to the right, displacing as much as a meter.

The trees on both sides of the avenue are crooked.

The falling slabs were hung with one or two curved steel bars hanging in the air, and the white outside and inside were yellowish earth wall walls.

The entire residential area has disappeared, leaving only the ruins of the broken walls lying horizontally and vertically, and the corpses hanging from the dangerous buildings.

The depressed, heavy, and walking survivors on the road did not scream and fear when they saw the scene in front of them, they looked at the corpses numbly, shook their heads numbly and sighed, numbly accepting the human tragedy of the sky falling.

"What kind of broken bricks are used here, they are simply sand bricks, all of them are shattered, and the roof of this prefabricated panel will fall apart in a flash. They all had to be smashed in, and they couldn't escape. ”

The veteran of the engineer company with construction experience stood in front of Ye Boxuan and couldn't help but sigh and said.

Ye Boxuan was about to say a few words, when Zhai Yuanfang's voice came out of the walkie-talkie:

"01, 01, this is 03, we've arrived, it's actually very easy to find, you raise your binoculars and look south, this hotel is the only building in this area that hasn't collapsed, it's eight stories high! You can see it at a glance. All the other houses are collapsing, all collapsing! ”

Zhai Yuanfang said well, Ye Boxuan raised the telescope, only searched south, and the lonely building appeared in his field of vision.

In the surrounding ruins, the building stood out so abruptly.

It stood there quietly, far from being majestic and grand, but looking very strange and terrifying.

It is much easier to do with a goal, and the convoy of the first battalion no longer follows the rules and takes the main road, but directly takes shortcuts around the corner. The 142nd Regiment was finally in order again.

Ye Boxuan warmly shook hands with Zhai Yuanfang, the chief of staff, and the commanders of each battalion.

This kind of handshake at this time is far from the usual meaning, it is more of a blessing, and even a prayer beyond blessing, I hope you and I are safe.

Although they were only separated for one night, it felt as if they had experienced life and death.

Zhai Yuanfang briefly introduced to Ye Boxuan:

"Captain, you see, the eight-story building that hasn't fallen down is actually the main hotel building that has not yet been fully completed.

The new building has 12 additional structural columns in the load-bearing exterior wall around the perimeter, so that it has not collapsed due to strong earthquakes. Only three floors of the wing were shaken like this by the earthquake. ”

Ye Boxuan nodded to show that next to the high-rise building that looked very strange without being collapsed at the moment, there was a three-story side building that had already collapsed and turned into rubble.

Ye Boxuan waved his hand, and the large army followed, and all the soldiers of the 142nd Regiment walked towards the vicinity of the three-story collapsed building.

Walking up to them, the soldiers were stunned by the scene of the scene.

The ground was littered with dead bodies, brains, blood, and severed limbs.

They were called soldiers, but the lads had never seen a real battlefield at all.

This is the first time I have encountered such a tragic scene, and I was immediately stunned.

Several seventeen or eighteen-year-old soldiers who had just joined the army couldn't help but cry.

Ye Boxuan was anxious, and drank the slightly chaotic team: "What are you crying about!" Look at what you look like soldiers! What are you here for? Give me a little pleasure to save people! ”

To be honest, as soon as he approached and witnessed those tragic scenes, Ye Boxuan's heart was disgusted. He even wanted to stay away from them, a little farther away, because he really couldn't see them, not because he was afraid, but because he felt dirty.

Who is he, he is the head of the regiment, not to mention disgusting to look at, even if he is asked to pick it up with his own hands at this moment, he has to do it! He forced himself to stare at those for two more minutes, adjust his psychology, and try to adapt himself.

Ye Boxuan's reprimands, several little soldiers who were crying nearby instinctively stood upright, and shouted "Yes!" without bothering to wipe away their tears! ”

This "yes" is not as heroic and regretless as before, but the voice is trembling, and the tone has changed.

Although the 142nd Regiment brought a lot of tools and was much better equipped than other rescue units, it could not do a single piece of manpower.

The warriors could only use each other interchangeably.

The warriors who didn't use the guys for the time being went straight to the ground and used their flesh and blood against the hard reinforced concrete, like most of the fighters Song Yaping saw......

Ye Boxuan and Zhai Yuanfang squinted at the same time to identify the source of the sound, in fact, shouts for help could be heard everywhere within a radius of dozens of meters, but if you don't listen carefully and explore carefully, you won't be able to find them:

"Help me, PLA, save me, PLA!"

I only hear his voice, but I don't see his people, and even when I see people, I can't do anything.

The wreckage of the buildings, like a mountain, is suppressing countless living people who are still alive.

And the People's Liberation Army, which is being called by the people, is desperately gritting their teeth, and would rather have their nails fall off than find survivors.

The little warrior who had just cried for a long time cried again, but the shouts of the man he was treating were getting weaker and weaker...... (To be continued......)