Qiao Nianchao is already the squadron leader of the Armed Police Special Forces Brigade, from the People's Liberation Army to the Armed Police Force, Qiao Nianchao is still in the army, and there is no change in his emotions. When I was in the PLA, the training was for war, and now the training is for social security, although the purpose is different, but as a soldier or an armed policeman, the essence is the same.

Qiao Nianchao has been waiting for a long time, during that period of time, he watched the TV news every day, and the news was reported from beginning to end about the flood, at that time there were nearly a million people fighting on the Yangtze River embankment, Qiao Nianchao saw the soldiers and civilians fighting on the Yangtze River embankment, he was in tears, he was infected by the scene of the battle, but his armed police force has not received the order to go to the front line, he and all the people can only wait in the anxious wait-and-see. In those days, when he returned home every day, he was always depressed in the face of Mafila. Of course, Ma Feila understood Qiao Nianchao's feelings, and she also hoped that her troops would go to the front line of flood fighting. But she still said: don't worry, wait, good steel has to be used on the blade.

Qiao Nianchao believed that his special brigade was a good piece of steel, and in those days, he waited like pins and needles, and finally waited for the order to go to the front line of flood fighting. The team set off in the pouring rain, Qiao Nianchao and his team, sitting in the car, he looked at the mighty army in front of him, his tears blurred his vision again, and he had a sense of tragedy.

After two nights of running, their army finally arrived at the edge of the Yangtze River. As soon as they got out of the car, they received an order to blow up the embankment, and in order to take care of the overall situation, they could only blow up the embankment and divert the diversion. As their troops moved forward, they saw the people outside the embankment retreating like a tide.

When he rushed into the embankment, some people still gathered on the embankment, and the local leaders were working to persuade them to retreat, and several people knelt in front of the leaders and said with tears in their eyes: Secretary, we can keep the embankment, don't blow it up, if we blow up the embankment, our home will be gone.

The leader has said countless times that he will give up his small family to save everyone, but there are still some people kneeling on the embankment in front of them, they are really reluctant, they would rather die on the embankment than blow the embankment open. Everywhere on the embankment, you can see the life and death cards spontaneously written by the people: defend the homeland and fight until the last moment - people are in the position, and they will live and die with the embankment......

When Qiao Nianchao looked at these life and death cards, the sense of tragedy in his heart reached its peak. Later, they had to join in the work of persuading the people to quit. What kind of scene was that, the armed police soldiers and the people hugged each other, and everyone was crying. They shouted: Don't blow up the embankment, don't blow up the embankment.

The soldiers said: Give up the small family and save everyone. Long live understanding!

They all cried. In the end, all the people still removed the embankment, and then there was the perforated charge, all of which was carefully calculated, too much medicine is not good, it is too dangerous, and the lack of medicine will not blow up the embankment, and it will not play the role of diversion.

The Flood Control Headquarters expects that the flood peak will arrive in two hours, and they will complete the blasting mission before the flood peak arrives. Racing against time, there was no scene of 10,000 people rushing to protect the embankment on the entire embankment, and only the officers and soldiers of the armed police were left to quickly punch holes and bury medicine.

By the time they had planted the medicine and evacuated the levee, the flood had begun to swell again, that is, in ten minutes, the flood peak was about to arrive. Before the flood peak arrives, they want to detonate the embankment.

When they were testing the line, they suddenly found that there was a problem with the connection points of a group of lines, and it would be a very detailed job to troubleshoot the connection points in normal times. This set of connection points is the responsibility of Qiao Nianchao's squadron. His sweat came down. He didn't hesitate, there was no time to hesitate, he returned to the embankment again in the direction of the connection, and finally found the breaking point. At this time, all the people looked at him, the early stage of Hong Feng had already been lined up and down the river embankment, and Qiao Nianchao had already seen the shadow of Hong Feng. He had no time to break the point, and if the embankment had not exploded before the flood peak came, the downstream would have to bear a hundredfold and thousandfold pressure, and they would have lost the most favorable opportunity to divert the stream.

The captain shouted loudly outside the embankment: Qiao Nianchao, retreat.

He can't scatter, so what's the use of him withdrawing? He held the broken thread in both hands and shouted at the captain, detonate, detonate.

Everyone was stunned, at this time, Qiao Nianchao was undoubtedly the most dangerous, not to mention whether the flood would wash him away, he was now too close to the explosion site, and the explosion at this time would undoubtedly be injured, and even his life would be in danger. All the eyes were focused on Qiao Nianchao's body. He saw that the captain had not yet meant to explode, and it was really too late, Qiao Nianchao had already smelled the damp and dignified smell before the flood arrived, and it was only then that Qiao Nianchao knew that the original flood peak had a smell.

He shouted again: Hong Feng is coming, explode quickly.

The captain closed his eyes, and when he closed his eyes, he pressed the *** in his hand. The explosion began with a cloud of black smoke. Then there were several explosions, and the embankment cracked a few cracks, and finally broke under the impact of the flood. The flood water flowed through.

As the sound of the explosion sounded, several armed police soldiers ran towards the breach of the embankment like crazy.

When Qiao Nianchao woke up, it was already the evening of the next day, and he was lying on the hospital bed, not knowing where he was for a while. His last memory on the embankment was that he saw the detonation finally blow, and he saw a crack in the embankment under his feet, and the embankment had been broken, and then he fell backwards, and then he knew nothing.

Qiao Nianchao lost a leg, and when he fell, the flood that overflowed soaked his body, and if his comrades didn't hold him in their arms before the levee collapsed in time, the flood would have drowned him.

When he woke up, he saw a tearful face of Ma Feila, as well as the solemn expressions of the captain and his comrades. He smiled palely and said, "What's wrong with me?"

When he tried to sit up, his left leg ached, and he touched his left leg first, but it was empty, and his left leg was gone. He didn't move, he just froze there, his face turned whiter, and he said, "I'm missing a leg?"

Ma Feila couldn't hold back any longer, she cried out: Nian Chao - and hugged him.

Her tears flowed with his.

All the people in the ward couldn't stop crying, they turned away, and then they all left the room in silence. At this time, only Qiao Nianchao and Ma Feila were left in the ward.

Later, Qiao Nianchao stopped his tears, pushed Ma Feila away with his hand and said: What are you crying about, isn't it just missing a leg?

Ma Feila looked at Qiao Nianchao with teary eyes.

Qiao Nianchao said: Soldiers, how can there be no mistakes, this is normal.

Maphila looked at him steadily.

He also said: "It's nothing to lose a leg, I can do something else if I can't do it in the team."

At this time, she wiped the tears from her face and said: No, you are crippled, I will raise you for the rest of your life.

He smiled and held out a hand, which she grabbed and held on.

He said, "Filah, I am not wrong.

She said: I didn't see the wrong person either.

He said, "It seems that I am really crippled."

She said, "You have one leg missing, but I still have two legs, and my leg will be your leg in the future."

He smiled. She laughed too.

Qiao Nianchao's father, the former deputy chief of staff of the military region, Qiao appeared in the ward a few days later.

Deputy Chief of Staff Qiao held his hands behind his back, looking calm and calm. He didn't shout, just looked at Qiao Nianchao on the hospital bed so calmly.

Qiao Nianchao didn't expect his father to come, he was stunned for a moment before he said: Dad, why are you here?

The father said, "Why can't I come?" Don't forget that you are my son.

Next, my father sat on a chair next to the bed, in the posture of an old soldier, with a straight waist.

The father said, "Son, you are my son, and the blood that is shed on your body is hard."

He said, "Dad, it's a pity that I can't continue to work in the army like a soldier."

It was only then that my father seemed a little agitated. He stood up and paced, his knuckles rattling. His father turned his back to him, looked out the window and said: As long as there is still men's blood and soldier's blood flowing in your bones, no matter where you go in the future, you will not lie down.

I don't know when, Qiao Nianchao sat up, he looked at his father's back and smiled.

On that occasion, the army recorded a second-class merit for Qiao Nianchao. By the time he took the stage to receive the meritorious service commendation, he had already begun to practice walking with a prosthetic leg.

Since then, every evening, people in the police barracks can often see Ma Feila holding Qiao Nianchao on the road without stopping, and their indomitable appearance makes people cast envious eyes.

Sometimes when the two of them were tired of walking, Ma Feila would let Qiao Nianchao rest by a tree on the side of the road.

Mafila said, "Now I will help you walk, and after a while you will walk on your own."

He said: I will go on forever in this life.

She said: We will have a child in the future.

He said: Whether I give birth to a boy or a girl, I have a name in mind, and I will call it a hero. I want him or her to live like a hero.

She looked into his eyes, tears glistening in her eyes. She turned around and whispered in his ear, "Nian Chao, I already have it."

He said, "True."

She took his hand and pressed it against her lower abdomen, where their life was conceived.

He said: When autumn comes, the harvest season, our hero will be born.

The two men walked forward again. She hugged him, step by step, without stopping, and went all the way like that.