Chapter 279: Bafang
Kong Xiaohong did not hesitate, and immediately prepared to arrange someone to help Wu Ren.
"County magistrate, let's go, my house is near the embankment, and no one is more familiar with the road conditions there than me!"
The principal of Matsudaira Prefectural Elementary School stepped forward!
What you look like in your thirties.
But with an indomitable momentum.
"Principal Ma. You can't go, you are the pillar of our Songping education industry, and the future of your children depends on you! β
"County magistrate, I'm also familiar with the road conditions, I'll go!"
The chief of the patrol police station also stepped forward!
Subsequently, more people came forward to fight1
Yes, it's a war, it's a war!
A war to defend the people.
Wu Ren and the others looked at the officials who were scrambling for the first place, and were in awe, to be honest, they were prejudiced against the people in these places.
Who doesn't know what the people in the place were like before.
However, since Mr. Nie came, it seems that everything has changed.
Principal Ma saw everyone making trouble, and shouted loudly: "What are you making a fuss about, Songping's education will not leave me and I will not transfer, there will be others without me!" I grew up next to the embankment since I was a child, where do I not know the upstream and downstream? β
"Which of you can compare to me?"
Kong Xiaohong looked at the scene in front of him with emotion.
"Principal Ma, I'm waiting to come back and invite you for a drink!"
Principal Ma grinned, like a madman: "You don't need to drink, just give me a review of the money that was not approved last time!" β
Saying that, he walked in front of Wu Ren: "Captain Wu, let's go!" Do you have sacks and everything? β
Wu Ren nodded, he was not a person who didn't understand anything.
Naturally, I knew that I had to bring some supplies.
"Let's go!"
There are no superfluous words, very crisp military style.
Kong Xiaohong looked at everyone's backs and bowed.
Then, he shouted loudly: "The future of Matsudaira depends on the kings, you must return safely!" I will settle the people and go to your aid immediately! β
All he answered was Wu Ren's wave of his hand.
He didn't know if these people would be able to come back, so he could only focus on transferring the people and forcing himself not to think about it.
There are also many teams like Wu Ren.
Because there is more than one Matsudaira Prefecture downstream.
All of them, swimming against the current, have the same goal, which is to find the breach of the levee and plug the gap.
At the same time, heated discussions have erupted across the country along with the latest developments of the national government.
A newspaper in Shanghai.
A young girl ran to the editor-in-chief's office.
"I'm going to the disaster area!"
The editor-in-chief didn't raise his head and scolded: "Nonsense, what do you think is a game?" β
The girl was not afraid at all, touched her most precious equipment on her waist, and shouted: "I didn't mess around! As a journalist, I want everyone to see what is going on in the disaster-stricken areas, and now that everyone's enthusiasm for supporting the disaster-stricken areas is high, how can we back down? β
"It's not you to go! What are you doing with a little girl! β
The editor-in-chief said impatiently.
The girl argued: "Anyway, I'll decide, who said that women are inferior to men?" You're biased! β
After that, it's gone!
Let the editor-in-chief chase after you!
Troops from all over the country are also gathering and rushing to the disaster area through trains and other channels.
And all walks of life also moved.
Knowing of such a catastrophe,
Merchants jointly donate money and organize various ceremonies!
Fundraise for the disaster area!
Give your part to the disaster area.
Several major families in Shanghai bear the brunt, and all kinds of materials do not need to be donated like money.
The people also do their best to donate their hearts, but there is no way to do more.
After all, they're just ordinary people.
Sichuan Shu.
"Guawazi, organize the clansmen!"
A young man looked at the patriarch and asked suspiciously, "What's the matter, patriarch!" β
The patriarch was silent for a moment, and knocked on the door frame with a cigarette pouch pot! gΓ²ΠΉΠͺ.ΕΞg
Pointing to the newly built cement road outside, he said, "Baby, what do you think of this road?" β
The young man was stunned for a moment: "Of course, we used to call it a road?" β
"Isn't that what it takes? People from several provinces have opened mountains and roads for us, and we can't be ungrateful! β
The young man clearly didn't think of anything.
The patriarch sighed: "Those road builders are discussing the flood control in their hometown, there is a flood in their hometown, but I heard the leader of the family say that the road must be repaired for us before we can go, so we are indifferent?" β
"Go, ring the gong, inform everyone, the women are ready to dry food, the men are ready to salute, let's go with them."
"Remember, our Sichuan people are never ungrateful!"
When others open up mountains and roads for them, they also have something to reciprocate, and they can't pretend to be indifferent when their hometown is suffering.
The young man walked away as if he didn't understand.
The engineering team opened the mountain for them, and if they had a home, they could not go back, and even if there was a disaster in their hometown, they would stay here to build roads for them first.
Then they, the locals, went to help.
Go and help them fight the flood!
This is love, but also courtesy!
This is the 5,000-year-old historical heritage, and the things contained in it are by no means comparable to those countries that have been in the country for a short period of 100 years!
In a county town in Dongshan, rows of big men are blushing and shouting.
"I'm signing up! Sign up! β
"What's that? Is there anyone stronger than me? I don't believe it! I'll go anyway! β
"Lao Tzu is a descendant of Confucius, and my ancestor still took his disciples to do chivalrous deeds, why didn't you let me go!"
", that's called traveling around the world, and still pretending to be the descendant of the old master! I don't understand the allusions! β
", that's what you don't understand! My ancestor said that the ancestor of my family took the seventy-two disciples all the way to fight all the way, and to travel all the way around the world. I don't care about anyone else, I'm going anyway! β
The scene was chaotic for a while.
I don't know how to solve it in the end, anyway, the strong man who looked at the train should have solved it satisfactorily.
A strong man with a train wagon, holding a shovel and other tools, took the train and left!
The three provinces even transported grain, meat, eggs and other materials to the disaster area overnight.
Some are official, and some are donated by the people.
Guangdong Province and other coastal cities are not idle, and they are organizing people to go to disaster relief!
This day is destined to be a thrilling day.
This day is destined to go down in history.
When the Tsar and others saw the photo in the newspaper the next day, they didn't believe it at all.
It's like seeing a ghost: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!" β
"Yes, it must be Huaxia himself who put gold on his face, can a group of mud-legged people still have such an awareness? I don't believe it anyway! β
"Send someone to the disaster area immediately, I'm going to puncture their cowhide!"
"No, when the situation stabilizes, I'm going to go in person, Nie Li is blowing up this time!"
Nie Li didn't know what these foreign friends thought, he just looked at the report that had just been submitted with an ugly face.
He felt like his heart was dripping blood!
Wu Ren, the commander of the 845th regiment, sacrificed!
The 845th Regiment rushed to block the embankment, and more than 700 soldiers died unknown!
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