On the side of the 142nd Regiment of the "Buried Corps", after Ye Boting distributed the medicines, he reluctantly wanted to rub in place, and the bell had to be tied to the bell, but Qu Lei touched Ye Boting's long hair behind his back and persuaded:

"There are still many fighters like our regiment, who lack medicine, ......"

"I see." Ye Boting looked at Qu Lei's eyes with reluctance, and then turned his head to look at his brother Ye Boxuan, who had been tying up the corpse with his bare arms.

Say goodbye to each other, wade out of the road under our feet, step on the bumpy road, usher in the sunrise, we want to go home safely.

Ye Boting picked up the medical bag and left, and returned to Dean Qin to resume her life and embark on the journey again, which was the path she should take as a soldier and a medical soldier in Tangzhuang, rather than standing still. Looking back on this period of time, I can hold up my chest and feel guilty.

After Ye Boting left, the 142nd Regiment repeated the boring, dangerous, and difficult dirty and tiring work, and when Commander Ye announced a five-minute break, the walkie-talkie on the communication car rang again.

Ye Boxuan is like a clockwork machine. Dozens of hours of sleepless sleep not only did not stagnate his mobility, but on the contrary, it was better than every previous training.

Ye Zhiqing's voice in the command center sounded in the walkie-talkie, the first sentence between the biological father and son, there was no greeting, no time to care for each other, and there was no incitement of "Are you okay"? Feeling.

"Ye Boxuan, the head of the 142nd regiment!"

"Report! Be! ”

"Report on your regiment's weaponry."

"Report, only one platoon of fighters with small arms."

"I order you to quickly assemble two hundred soldiers and go to Xishan Prison. The platoon with the weapon was headed. Your mission: no prisoner should be left behind! Otherwise I'll take you and ask! Special means can be used at critical moments! Did you hear me clearly? ”

"Yes! Mission completion guaranteed! A sonorous reply reached the other end of the walkie-talkie.

……

"Da-da-da-da! ……”

"Da-da-da-da! ……”

After Ye Boxuan led two hundred soldiers to the open space of Xishan Prison, in Ye Boxuan's eyes. He only felt that he had seen a scene of complete chaos and even scuffle.

Ye Boxuan squinted his eyes and shouted: "The reconnaissance battalion is lined up!" ”

"Shoot!"

A series of urgency? The sound of gunfire echoed for a long time over the Tangzhuang Xishan Prison, which had become a ruin.

The submachine guns firing into the sky, the tense and stern gunfire, the series of shrill first-order warnings, and the fierce whistle sounded, as if to announce to everyone that a group of soldiers with iron blood and good work style, who were not afraid of anyone and dared to fight to the end, had arrived.

Ye Boxuan blew the whistle in his mouth, and the soldiers quickly dispersed in a well-trained manner, besieging the open field of Xishan Prison in a circle, and quickly set up a cordon.

Every warrior had four big words written on his face: "No disobedience."

Ye Boxuan has a strong attitude. Take a step forward with firm steps. Standing in front of everyone, he commanded: "Don't move at all!" ”

At this moment, not to mention the criminals who had not yet woken up from the panic of the gunshots, even Pei Bing, who came with Ye Boxuan, was stunned when he heard the sound of real knives and guns.

Pei Bing felt that he couldn't mention this matter again in the future, and he couldn't even recall this paragraph. Because for the first time, he found himself cowardly. He was so frightened that his legs went limp.

The people who were enclosed in a circle. Some of them stood still, their expressions dazed and overwhelmed. More people are suddenly frightened and sit on the ground or fall to their knees, paralyzed on the ground. They have not forgotten their identity as prisoners. Trembling, sitting or standing.

A detention center staff member shouted while holding a now blurred former work ID:

"Hello, I'm the person in charge here, can I move?"

Ye Boxuan stepped forward and took the documents to check them, and simply nodded sharply: "Say it." ”

"It's such a comrade. They didn't run around, I can assure you. They are competing for a place to go out and save people.

There are a lot of people buried in our guards and the family yards of the courts, and, alas! Anyway, a lot of people are basically in that yard. It was in the courtyard that was the worst shaken.

They're helping to dig people up there, helping to save people. I'm back here to gather people, and most of them are still helping us save people a few hundred meters from here! ”

The incoherent and quick answer, wanting to explain clearly but feeling that he couldn't understand, the sweaty staff was so anxious that they stomped their feet.

After Pei Bing heard the answer, he looked at the crowd of black oppressors. He even ignored the low air pressure on Ye Boxuan's body, took out the baby camera that he was carrying with him and couldn't lose his life, and began to take pictures with a click.

Ye Boxuan glanced at the staff, and then looked around the surrounding crowd seriously, before he spoke:

"Qu Lei! Stay put. One battalion, one platoon, two platoons, follow me! ”

Ye Boxuan dragged the staff past him and asked him to lead the way, and rushed to the so-called treatment site.

When they arrived at the periphery of the family courtyard, when a row of soldiers with light weapons surrounded the family courtyard in a small circle, Ye Boxuan just asked them to hold it, but he did not give the order for a long time. He stood in the middle of the courtyard and watched everything in front of him......

Pei Bing followed Ye Boxuan's footsteps all the way, and when he got here, he saw the scene that really happened in the mouth of the staff, and he had indescribable feelings in his heart, and many thoughts were mixed together, Pei Bing only felt very ...... at that time Very "peculiar".

The watchtower shattered into a pile of rubble, and the guards, family members, including the guards and soldiers, were almost all crushed? Between the ruins and ruins.

The compound that had just been suppressed by gunfire was the corner of the cell where the felons were kept, and the damage was small. And this is the scene of the worst and most chaotic.

The female prisoners screamed "There are people here, there are people crying, hurry!" Lift a door panel" and so on. Reminders and cries for help spread all around.

Male and female prisoners, staff, surviving family members, and guards who are still alive and wounded on the job are all busy with one thing, and that is to save people in the mess, which is the most important mission of all people.

For the first time since they were imprisoned, the prisoners stepped out of the ring of electricity grids. They all went into battle and became a special rescue team to treat the survivors.

A male prisoner was blowing mouth-to-mouth air on the detention center's cook, and when he blew twice and saw that the other party did not respond, he was anxious and shouted: "Hurry! His face turned purple! Doctor! A doctor is needed here! ”

"I'm coming! I got it! "A doctor before he was imprisoned. The counter-revolutionary stream where the drama girl was sentenced to prison? The thug shouted, his handcuffed hands busily busy, carrying out simple bandaging treatments, running back and forth between the seriously wounded.

Pei Bing witnessed this with his own eyes, and wrote in his report back to Kyoto:

"Wounded guards pressed down on wounded prisoners, and wounded prisoners fought the rubble to save the lives of dying ordinary people.

When we arrived, we were greeted by the fact that their special group was divided into three groups.

The first group is to treat the cadres of the detention center, their families, and all the staff who can be rescued;

The second group went out to treat ordinary people in small streets and alleys 500 meters away;

There is also a group of reservists in their mouths, ready to replace the powerless.

They were moving, carrying, their hands were bloody, and their faces were covered with mud mixed with sweat and soil......" (To be continued......

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