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Chapter 1102 Guilt is unbearable

The crisis in North China is gradually easing, the Yellow River, the Yangtze River, and the Huaihe River basin are becoming more and more serious in a large area, and more than 40 counties in Henan, Shandong, Hebei, and Jianghuai regions have become Zeguo, and the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River have been ravaged by the second flood peak, and more than 30 counties in Hubei and Anhui have been affected one after another, and the flood has caused millions of houses to collapse, and tens of millions of victims are on the verge of being desperate and waiting to be fed. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At seven o'clock in the morning, An Yi, who had only slept for three hours, suddenly turned his head uneasily, his eyelids that weighed as heavy as a thousand pounds couldn't be opened, and the sound of painful moans came out, and beads of sweat the size of beans came out of his forehead and all over his body.

"Don't-"

"Brothers, I'm sorry for you—"

……

An Yi's face was flushed, his neck was stretched straight, his muscles were tense, his legs were kicking disorderly, and his mouth kept talking nonsense.

Chu Er, who had finished dressing up, heard a strange noise coming from the bedroom, hurriedly pushed the door and entered, and saw An Yi, whose eyes were closed tightly and his face was red, lying on the bed and calling non-stop, so frightened that he rushed forward and hugged An Yi, calling frequently:

"Brother Yi, what's wrong with you? What happened to you...... Brother Yi, wake up quickly...... I'm Chu'er, don't scare me......"

An Yi's scorching body trembled violently in Chu Er's arms a few times, and finally calmed down, suddenly opened his bloodshot eyes, looked at his discolored wife, looked around again, and found that it was not the boundless flood in the illusion, he couldn't help but slowly close his eyes, hugged Chu Er and lay down again, the tears gushing out of his eyes and the sweat on his face flowed together.

"I'm fine, Chu'er, it's really fine......" An Yi exhaled his turbid breath heavily.

Chu'er was so frightened that she cried: "Brother Yi, what's wrong with you?" Tell me what's wrong? Isn't it unwell, I've never seen you ...... like this?"

An Yi shook his head, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and hugged Ou Chu'er tightly: "Alas, I don't know why, I suddenly dreamed of my brothers, dreaming of 1,823 brothers who died honorably in the area of Wuhe in northern Anhui, they shouted my name, saying Master, our cemetery was flooded, and all became homeless lonely ghosts, and the fathers and villagers of Wuhe also died almost, and said that Uncle Bian, who only died last year, helped the brothers carve tombstones, climbed the trees all day long, always looking in the direction of Nanjing, Why didn't General An come to see the big guys...... Chu'er, I'm uncomfortable, I'm so uncomfortable...... I have forgotten our fathers and fellow villagers who helped us in the first place, and I have forgotten our brothers in life and death...... I ......"

"No, no! Don't say that, Brother Yi, don't say that, I know, I know that you look at the big water in the north every day these days, I know what you are thinking in your heart...... Brother Xiao Yi, this must be thinking about the day and dreaming at night, don't scare yourself...... At this time, you can't fall, you must not ...... We will send money and food to save the fathers and villagers there, and we will send them over today...... Brother Xiao Yi, you have to cheer up......"

Chu'er said comforting words intermittently, but seeing that An Yi still looked guilty, she couldn't help but feel sad and threw herself into An Yi's arms and cried bitterly.

Feng Jieyun heard Ou Chuer's whimper, hurriedly put down the child who was breastfeeding, rushed into the bedroom next door in a few steps, and saw An Yi's weak appearance, and suddenly lost his face, and tears rolled out at once.

Half an hour later, An Yi, who had a high fever, walked to the telephone with difficulty with the support of Chu'er and Feng Jieyun, and after making the call, An Yi stubbornly asked Chu'er and Jieyun to help him put on his military uniform, took heavy steps, walked downstairs step by step, sat on the sofa, and still couldn't stop the sweat that kept coming out of his head and back.

Yang Bin and more than a dozen other generals hurried over, and when they saw An Yi's face flushed and his breathing shortness of breath, they were all startled, and hurriedly surrounded him and asked questions.

An Yi's breath was heavy, but he always shook his head and said that he was fine, Chu Er tearfully told the generals what An Yi said when he woke up, and the generals were taken aback, and then blamed themselves, and one by one they beat their chests and stomped their feet, saying that they were sorry for the fathers and villagers of Wuhe, and the Huaihe River had been flooded for so many days, and they couldn't remember the villagers of Wuhe.

Without saying a word, Yang Bin immediately went to the phone, quickly issued an order for the emergency allocation of food and supplies, and ordered the field hospital to organize a 100-member medical team within five hours, bring enough disaster relief drugs and equipment, and immediately rush to the Minjiang airport, waiting to rush to the flood scene at any time.

An Yi's face burned red, and he asked Shen Fengdao, who was checking his pulse, to call Yang Bin: "Old Yang, notify Lin Fei, chief of staff of the Air Force at home, and others to come to me." ”

"Yes!"

Yang Bin walked to the telephone again, and the generals around An Yi asked to lead the team to the Wuhe disaster area.

An Yi waved his hand: "Don't fight, everyone can go, and I will go too...... Old Shen ......"

"Say it, Commander."

Shen Fengdao looked at An Yi worriedly.

"Now immediately give the Air Force Commander Huang Yu an order, let the Ouyang Jian Special Brigade, which is secretly training in Yichang, pick out a small detachment, bring the radio, fly to the Wuhe disaster area as quickly as possible, and parachute into Gupei Town, remember to bring the battle flag of the model battalion, and put up the flag for me after landing, and then report the disaster to the headquarters and tell the villagers that I am sorry for everyone, and the rescue team will arrive later, and my An Yi and the brothers will be with the villagers immediately."

An Yi gave the order in a non-negotiable tone.

Shen Fengdao nodded: "I'll do it and report it to the Central Military Commission and the Aviation Administration." ”

"Slow down...... If you call Mr. Guofu, the chairman of Jiangsu Province, and say that our disaster relief materials will be delivered to Bengbu Airport, and ask him to help me arrange as many trucks and steamboats as possible, I will remember his kindness. Also, don't tell my sister about my condition, I'm afraid she will worry! ”

After An Yi finished speaking, he coughed violently.

"Understood!"

Shen Fengdao strode away.

The brothers were worried about An Yi's health, so they immediately came forward to surround him, asking him to stay at home and recuperate, and let the brothers do it. An Yi was unmoved, and shook his head again and again.

Seeing this, Yang Bin, who came back after making the call, hurriedly persuaded the brothers, saying that everyone should not waste their efforts, since the commander insists on going, let him go, otherwise he will not be able to let go of his worries, this time I will also go with the commander, and inform Xia Jian to fly back to Xufu immediately, as well as Lao Ding and Lao Li, let's go!

……

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Gupei Town, south of the five rivers in northern Anhui and north of Mingguang.

After the rainstorm, two consecutive days of scorching sun, the land seems to have no boundless flood flood baked out of a burst of hot mist, the ancient Gupei Town, at this time has already fallen into a turbid ocean, the flood fluttering dead branches and grass, mixed with countless human and animal corpses, ups and downs, originally densely connected together hundreds of houses, now only a piece of tile roof is left, only the top of the highest ancestral hall in the town, always standing strong on the water.

On the high slopes around the town, rows of simple grass huts were erected to shelter from the sun and rain, and a few wisps of cooking smoke soared upward, and soon they were blown away by gusts of wind.

On the slopes of small islands, more than 1,700 fathers and villagers who survived the flood sat or lay down, looking depressed, the desperate moans of the sick villagers, the weak cries of the children, and the violent coughing of the old people, which sounded from time to time, and the air was filled with a suffocating stench, and a pair of eyes that had become numb looked at the ocean that still showed no signs of subsiding.

Suddenly, in the blue sky, there was a roar of motors, the sound was getting closer and louder, and the bird-like figure of the plane in the southwest sky became clearer and clearer, and finally on the top of the three flooded mountains, it kept circling, and the huge silver fuselage was getting lower and lower, and gradually became delicate.

The crowd on the top of the mountain gradually became noisy, and the young man who still had the strength to move shouted "plane" in fear, and after seeing the blue sky and white sun emblem on the wings, he seemed to feel the hope of living, calling loudly one by one, and kept waving his hand.

A miracle finally appeared, a door suddenly opened on the butt of the plane, black dots jumped down one after another, and soon a dozen huge white parachutes appeared above the heads of the villagers, swaying from high in the sky and slowly descending, most of them fell to the two terrified and inexplicable mountains, and the other five were blown down by the wind into the turbid flood.

"Ah, it's human—"

"Yes**-"

"Who the hell is it that jumped from the sky......

"Fourth, you guys help by the water's edge and hand out the long bamboo pole! Otherwise, people will be drowned, hurry-"

"Poof", Ouyang Jian, the first leader of the Air Force Special Brigade to land, rushed out two steps, quickly stopped castration, quickly untied the buckle on his body, strode uphill, and looked at the victims who were all frightened and retreated, one by one described as withered and ragged, and under the trunk of the tree without bark and leaves, there was a corpse of an old man and child lying horizontally, his eyes were red, his throat was choked, and the originally prepared greetings could not be said, and it took a while to pull out an old battle flag from his arms and open it suddenly, Hands raised in the air.

The battle flag was unfurled in the wind, and the three big yellow characters of "Model Battalion" were immediately displayed in front of everyone.

There was silence on the hill at first, and everyone stared at the old banner that the tall soldier had struggled to raise, when suddenly a mournful voice cried out:

"Model Camp...... It's An Jiajun...... Folks, it's An Jiajun...... We're saved, wow-"

The hill was boiling, and cries and shouts rang out.

The brothers of the special squad gathered behind Ouyang Jian and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Ouyang Jian wiped the tears from his face, handed over the battle flag to the brothers around him, walked in front of the chaotic villagers in a few steps, knelt heavily on his legs, closed his eyes and shouted:

"Fathers and fellow villagers, Commander An will be here soon, and An Jiajun will come to save everyone soon. Commander An entrusted me to tell the villagers that he was sorry for everyone......"

After Ouyang Jian finished shouting, he kowtowed heavily, and more than 1,000 villagers on the three hills immediately cried loudly and sat down......