The eighth squad leader said: "Platoon leader, the distance between us and them is more than 100 meters away, and the flood above is bigger than the one below, how can we rescue it, do we have to use the method just now?" ”

Jiang Fan glanced at the audience and said with a smile: "No need, this time, I am enough alone!" ”

Jiang Fan's radar scanned around, here, it was full of buildings, and there were many places that could provide him with the climbing attraction of the praying mantis.

As long as there is something for him to suck in, he is still sure to evacuate from above with a person!

The most important thing is that the homes of these villagers are almost next to each other, although most of them have collapsed, but the ones that remain can still support them to come from the roof.

"Give me the rope! There's a distance I need to paddle people over to you! ”

Jiang Fan said as the eighth squad leader.

The eighth squad leader immediately prepared a rope for Jiang Fan, and said to the eighth squad leader: "You take this time to see if you can make a temporary stool to come out, I'm afraid that the old man won't be able to bear the fishing." ”

"Yes!"

Jiang Fan nodded, then pulled the rope and plunged headlong into the flood.

On the eighth squad leader's side, he pulled the rope and tied it to the huge stone on the shore.

Jiang Fan soon appeared on a large tree.

This big tree is more than 30 meters tall, and the flood water has only submerged half of it.

After tying the rope, the comrades on the shore made a gesture and asked them to quickly get a chair and pull it up.

Then, Jiang Fan turned around and used his praying mantis skills to keep jumping on the roof of the house, just like a carp.

Although these floods did not go past the roof, they only passed about a meter, and could only reach Jiang Fan's waist.

Jiang Fan can use the praying mantis's adsorption skill to absorb the roof wall of the building and keep himself from being swept away by the flood!

Of course, during this period, there were still several places that he needed to swim over, but he also used ropes to fix both sides and make a protective rope beam.

After all, there is nothing wrong with him being able to withstand the flood below.

But what he wants to rescue now is children, the elderly, especially the elderly, if one is not careful, directly choked by the flood, and then nervous, it will be dangerous!

"You say, what kind of ability is this platoon commander? With such a big flood, he can still swim on it like a fish, and these floods don't seem to have any impact on him at all! ”

The soldiers of the third platoon looked at Jiang Fan's movements with a look of surprise, and their faces were full of shock.

"The strength of the platoon commander is not something we can guess." The eighth squad leader smiled bitterly.

Soon, on their side, with the cooperation of everyone, they also made a wooden chair that had been picked up and pulled it to the tree opposite.

And Jiang Fan also came to the roof here.

"Uncle PLA!"

When the two children saw Jiang Fan coming, they all shouted excitedly.

Jiang Fan looked at their pale faces, but their eyes were full of hope and trust in themselves, and his heart couldn't help but warm.

"Little friend, hold on a little longer, and your uncle will help you out immediately!"

"I'm not afraid! I believe in the PLA uncle! ”

"I'm not afraid! I didn't cry! ”

The two children said one after another.

The old man and the woman also held Jiang Fan's hand tightly, crying and begging: "Comrade of the People's Liberation Army, please, save my child first!" As long as they live, we will die! ”

Jiang Fan comforted: "Don't worry! We'll get the kids out, and you'll be fine!" ”

"Now, I'll take you out one by one. Let's start with a child! ”

"Good, good!"

The woman immediately hugged the youngest child to Jiang Fan, "Little comrade, please!" ”

Jiang Fan nodded and said to the little girl in his arms, "Little friend, don't be afraid. What is your name? ”

"Duoduo!"

"Duoduo, can you swim?"

"Yes!"

The little girl said crisply.

"Okay, wait a minute, Uncle will hold you, and after you get into the water, you will close your eyes and don't breathe like swimming, okay?"

"Good!"

The little girl nodded.

"Duo Duo is awesome! How brave! ”

"Because we believe in Uncle PLA! Duoduo believes that Uncle PLA will definitely save us out! Because Uncle PLA is omnipotent! It's our patron saint! ”

Duoduo smiled.

Jiang Fan smiled, "That's right!" We are the patron saints! We won't let Duoduo and Duoduo's family have anything to do! ”

Jiang Fan gave an instruction to Duoduo, and then under the nervous gaze of the woman and the old man, he took Duoduo and entered the flood again.

He held Duoduo in one hand, and the remaining hand and both feet were sucking the wall and crawling forward quickly!

Those floods, they can't help it.

When he arrived at the rope, Jiang Fan directly took Duoduo to bury his head in the flood, and used his swimming skills to impact it, and he came to the opposite side.

The child can swim, this does not have much impact on her, Jiang Fan used the fastest speed to bring it out, no longer need to use a rope like the previous three rows of soldiers, slowly move.

After climbing to the tree, Jiang Fan tied the child's seat belt, put it on a chair and fixed it, and let the soldiers of Class 8 pull it down.

Seeing that the child was successfully saved, the women and the elderly behind were greatly relieved.

Jiang Fan followed a similar method and rescued all the remaining three.

At this time, the trapped people in the entire village were all saved by Jiang Fan and the soldiers of the third platoon.

Jiang Fan drove the car and sent them to a safe place outside, then he took three rows of soldiers and gathered with the large army.

At this time, the entire Marine Corps is the first line of defense for the construction of sandbags at the Dongxia Dam!

Throughout the scene, there were more than 10,000 soldiers, carrying sandbags without fear of life, tiredness or cold, constantly running up and down, carrying sandbags onto the dam.

"Company commander, we're back!"

Jiang Fanchong shouted loudly while carrying the sandbag, Sun Cheng, who was in charge of the command.

At this time, the whole scene was still pouring rain, lightning and thunder, and the wind was howling.

Every soldier must grit his teeth and persevere.

Including Sun Cheng, who was standing across from him.

Sun Cheng had already taken off his shirt at this time, the shoulders and palms on both sides had worn out the skin, and the blood was washed away by the rain as soon as it came out.

He gasped for breath, his face was a little pale, he was frozen, and he was tired.

It's the same with the other fighters, everyone, they don't care how many layers of skin have been worn off their bodies.

They're all buried in their heads, yelling, carrying sandbags back and forth.

They are in a race against time, against death!

The responsibilities on their shoulders simply do not give them any reason and time to feel tired!

They don't have the right to feel tired!