Kang Ming is not wrong, he is these children because he is a firefighter, and saving people is his mission and his job.

But Kang Ming didn't expect that these children would be the last people to save themselves, not so much that they saved them, but that they saved themselves.

When it was time to start dinner at noon, Wu Liqiang ran back with the four little guys and looked for Kang Ming everywhere in the ruins.

Eventually, he was found on the side.

"Where is he?" A child pointed to Kang Ming's figure and shouted.

Wu Liqiang: When they saw it, they ran over one after another.

When they came to Kang Ming's side, they all sat down around him: "Uncle, uncle." He shouted cordially.

"Hey, you're out of school?"

"Hmm."

"Have you eaten?"

"No, I don't."

"Liu Zhiqiang went to give the children those meals." Kang Ming ordered at Liu Zhiqiang.

"Yes!"

Liu Zhiqiang immediately stood up and ran out, and after a while, he ran back with a few meals and handed them to a few children.

The children ate happily and chatted with Kang Ming from time to time.

Kang Ming crushed an egg in his bowl and divided it among the five children: "Eat more and grow taller." Said jokingly.

Seeing this, the instructors also gave up their eggs.

Seeing that the children are well fed and in good spirits, everyone's hearts are very relieved, these people are the future successors of the city, and they will use their own hands and wisdom to adapt the city into what they want.

Maybe it will take a little longer, but as long as you live, everything will pass.

Just like Tangshan, Tangshan is a beautiful city now, and the people of Tangshan are not immersed in the pain caused by the disaster, but only miss those relatives and friends who died in the disaster.

After eating, Wu Liqiang said that he was sleepy, and Kang Ming asked him to go to the tent to rest, who knew that this little guy didn't want to go, so he wanted to sit here with Kang Ming.

Maybe in his heart, Kang Ming is no longer his so-called uncle of the People's Liberation Army, but regards Kang Ming as his father.

Kang Ming rubbed Wu Liqiang in his arms, put his head on his lap, covered him with a coat, and gently patted his back.

Wu Liqiang fell asleep, and Kang Ming hoped that he could have a good dream.

"Uncle, uncle, I'll tell you a secret." The little girl with a ponytail leaned into Kang Ming's ear and whispered.

Kang Ming frowned: "What secret?" Whispered.

"Wu Liqiang wants you to be his father." The little girl said to Kang Ming in a mosquito-like voice.

Kang Ming was stunned after hearing this: "Really? He felt that it shouldn't be true, but it was impossible for children to lie to themselves.

"It's true, he said it himself, he said that he has no father and mother, but you have always taken care of him like a father, and will order him, so we asked him why he didn't follow you, and he said that if this city is built one day, if you still want him, he will definitely go with you." The little girl explained to Kang Ming seriously.

Kang Ming understood that Wu Liqiang planned to see Wenchuan return to its previous appearance before leaving.

This incident was remembered by Kang Ming.

When it came time to class in the afternoon, Kang Ming patted Wu Liqiang gently: "Liqiang, Liqiang, wake up." He shouted quietly.

Wu Liqiang yawned and sat up.

"It's time to go to school, you guys take this." Kang Ming said and took out a few bottles of water and handed them to them.

Wu Liqiang took it and nodded, and stood up: "Goodbye, uncle!" ”

"Goodbye! The children! ”

Sending them away, Kang Ming turned his head to look at the few people who were still asleep, and patted them with his hand: "Wake up." ”

Several people stood up one by one as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and looked at Kang Ming with red eyes: "Squadron leader, what task?" The sleepiness on his face was still pretending to be energetic.

"Continue the search and rescue."

"Yes!"

Day by day, the smell of disinfectant water filled the air, which made Kang Ming feel like vomiting sometimes, but he got used to it after smelling too much.

The bodies were disposed of uniformly, and all the living were moved to makeshift rest areas, where construction workers from all over the country built rows and rows of makeshift rooms for them.

One by one, the muck trucks drove into the ruins, pulling out the broken bricks and rubble.

It was May 31, and the weather was not so good that the soldiers were still busy rescuing.

However, there is a Mi-171 helicopter of a certain army aviation regiment in Chengdu, number: 92734, which has been serving as the task of transporting the wounded and transporting materials to participate in the earthquake relief, he has flown 63 sorties, transported 90 tons of disaster relief materials to the disaster area, and rushed to transport more than 200 wounded.

It was a normal day for them to transport the wounded.

However, when they drove the helicopter through the 3511 heights of Yingxiu Town, Wenchuan, they suddenly had an obstruction in their field of vision, accompanied by a surge of air, which made the 51-year-old captain feel the bad sense of the situation.

"Everyone, hold on." The captain shouted.

While shouting, he tried his best to control the stability of the helicopter with his hands.

The air flow between the valleys was always unpredictable, the helicopter was constantly shaking back and forth, and the captain could no longer control its smoothness, and was constantly trying to climb the altitude.

Whew! Suddenly, a whirlwind blew the helicopter directly to the left.

When he saw what was ahead, he couldn't stop the collision.

The helicopter collided with the mountains, the propellers clanged and made a very harsh sound, and the captain was still desperately trying to control the helicopter.

The weather was too bad for him to resist, and eventually the helicopter fell into the valley after being damaged in several places.

Bang! There was a loud thud, and the helicopter shattered and scattered among the valley jungles.

After several calls to no avail, the tower immediately realized that something might be wrong and immediately contacted the search and rescue team to search the route where they were on duty.

After 10 days of searching, the wreckage of the helicopter was finally found at 6:40 on June 10, and unfortunately all 18 people on board were killed.

The comrades of the search and rescue team stood there and watched the wreckage in front of them stand up and salute, and tears could not stop flowing.

Knowing that the situation here is very bad, they still insist on flying, not because they are not afraid of death, but because they need to transport the wounded out of the disaster area, they need to bring supplies into the disaster area, and they are for the people in the disaster area.

When Kang Ming and the others heard the news, they all stopped what they were doing, looked up at the sky, the helicopter flew overhead, the pilots of the Army Aviation Regiment were still continuing their work, and all the PLA soldiers raised their heads and saluted to the sky!