Chapter 4438
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Before Xia Jinyuan left, Xiangcheng entered a new round of torrential rain. The water level of Xiangjiang River rose 3 cm overnight. All junior students of National University of science and technology where Ye Jian lived received an emergency notice again at 10 a.m. and 12 a.m. in the middle of the night. All the sleeping Ye Jian's students gathered in an emergency to leave National University of science and technology at 12:05 a.m. to join in flood fighting and rescue.
This time, it is not the city's water diversion, but carrying sandbags to consolidate a town called "white town" in Xiangcheng.
The terrain of Baizhen is low. Once the dike is in danger, it will be flooded by the Xiang River. The danger appears and the staff is insufficient. Finally, the University of science and technology of the people's Republic of China turns to Yejian for help, and they have another action.
All junior students rushed to "white town" to carry sandbags with the villagers.
Ye Jian, Xu Wen and He Jing are no exception. They all go to the front line and don't sit behind because of their gender.
Flood fighting and rescue is not an easy thing, but a high-risk action. When going to the "white town" car, the instructor sent a letter to Ye Jian, who wrote a "letter of invitation" for the representative, meaning that if they died, they deserved the uniform.
For three years in the military academy, this flood fighting and rescue is the first time for junior students to carry out the tasks they really want to discuss. Yesterday, that kind of task was not included, but most of it was assistance.
The atmosphere in the car is a little tense. Xu Wen holds He Jing's hand tightly, and finds that He Jing, who is brave and has a fight with Ye Jian, has a cold palm. Xu Wen's hand reaches out and He Jing immediately clenches it, so they clench it. No one dares to speak loudly.
The officer in charge of the team knew that the students were nervous, so he said with a smile, "come on, let's sing the military song. I'll start the tune."
The officer played a key, the military song in the car was loud and clear, while Ye Jian bowed her head, and wrote down "request for war" with the body shaking. Her psychological quality was better.
At the end of writing, Ye Jian pressed the red ink pad with her first thumb, left her fingerprints on the letter of invitation, and then passed the paper and the ink pad in the truck until the fingerprints of 45 students were all pressed on it, and finally returned to Ye Jian.
After getting off, Ye Jian will give it to the instructor.
All the way to the town, the tension disappears and you can have fun.
Not only is Ye Jian in her class, but also in other classes.
How can young students who are in their early twenties not be nervous when they perform high-risk tasks for the first time?
You can be nervous!
Because they are people's soldiers!
Xia Jinyuan went with him again. This time, he was in the same car with the director. When the door was closed, the director in the back row looked slightly strange, and his eyes were also explored.
The director felt as if he had touched Some truth he didn't dare to confirm.
It was learned that the junior students who went to fight against the flood and disaster relief all pressed their fingerprints on the "invitation for war". Xia Jinyuan's thin lips on the train were puckered all the time, and his handsome face was so cold that the director who came across the truth could not bear to worry for a while.
After driving the jeep in the rain for about ten minutes, the director with growing suspicion and more "Mao" finally asked.
"What is your relationship with her? Be honest with me!"
I'm afraid that the driver in front of me will hear that the director with good intentions is going to be famous and pressing, and his eyes will be fixed on the young colonel who has been flashed by outside and whose face is dim and unclear. Then he will say: "answer me truthfully!"
Xia Jinyuan, with his back straight, stretched out his curled fingers in the dark, and with his head on his side, saw that the director was worse than the weather outside and had a gloomy face.
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Before Xia Jinyuan left, Xiangcheng entered a new round of torrential rain. The water level of Xiangjiang River rose 3 cm overnight. All junior students of National University of science and technology where Ye Jian lived received an emergency notice again at 10 a.m. and 12 a.m. in the middle of the night. All the sleeping Ye Jian's students gathered in an emergency to leave National University of science and technology at 12:05 a.m. to join in flood fighting and rescue.
This time, it is not the city's water diversion, but carrying sandbags to consolidate a town called "white town" in Xiangcheng.
The terrain of Baizhen is low. Once the dike is in danger, it will be flooded by the Xiang River. The danger appears and the staff is insufficient. Finally, the University of science and technology of the people's Republic of China turns to Yejian for help, and they have another action.
All junior students rushed to "white town" to carry sandbags with the villagers.
Ye Jian, Xu Wen and He Jing are no exception. They all go to the front line and don't sit behind because of their gender.
Flood fighting and rescue is not an easy thing, but a high-risk action. When going to the "white town" car, the instructor sent a letter to Ye Jian, who wrote a "letter of invitation" for the representative, meaning that if they died, they deserved the uniform.
For three years in the military academy, this flood fighting and rescue is the first time for junior students to carry out the tasks they really want to discuss. Yesterday, that kind of task was not included, but most of it was assistance.
The atmosphere in the car is a little tense. Xu Wen holds He Jing's hand tightly, and finds that He Jing, who is brave and has a fight with Ye Jian, has a cold palm. Xu Wen's hand reaches out and He Jing immediately clenches it, so they clench it. No one dares to speak loudly.
The officer in charge of the team knew that the students were nervous, so he said with a smile, "come on, let's sing the military song. I'll start the tune."
The officer played a key, the military song in the car was loud and clear, while Ye Jian bowed her head, and wrote down "request for war" with the body shaking. Her psychological quality was better.
At the end of writing, Ye Jian pressed the red ink pad with her first thumb, left her fingerprints on the letter of invitation, and then passed the paper and the ink pad in the truck until the fingerprints of 45 students were all pressed on it, and finally returned to Ye Jian.
After getting off, Ye Jian will give it to the instructor.
All the way to the town, the tension disappears and you can have fun.
Not only is Ye Jian in her class, but also in other classes.
How can young students who are in their early twenties not be nervous when they perform high-risk tasks for the first time?
You can be nervous!
Because they are people's soldiers!
Xia Jinyuan went with him again. This time, he was in the same car with the director. When the door was closed, the director in the back row looked slightly strange, and his eyes were also explored.
The director felt as if he had touched Some truth he didn't dare to confirm.
It was learned that the junior students who went to fight against the flood and disaster relief all pressed their fingerprints on the "invitation for war". Xia Jinyuan's thin lips on the train were puckered all the time, and his handsome face was so cold that the director who came across the truth could not bear to worry for a while.
After driving the jeep in the rain for about ten minutes, the director with growing suspicion and more "Mao" finally asked.
"What is your relationship with her? Be honest with me!"
I'm afraid that the driver in front of me will hear that the director with good intentions is going to be famous and pressing, and his eyes will be fixed on the young colonel who has been flashed by outside and whose face is dim and unclear. Then he will say: "answer me truthfully!"
Xia Jinyuan, with his back straight, stretched out his curled fingers in the dark, and with his head on his side, saw that the director was worse than the weather outside and had a gloomy face.
Before Xia Jinyuan left, Xiangcheng entered a new round of torrential rain. The water level of Xiangjiang River rose 3 cm overnight. All junior students of National University of science and technology where Ye Jian lived received an emergency notice again at 10 a.m. and 12 a.m. in the middle of the night. All the sleeping Ye Jian's students gathered in an emergency to leave National University of science and technology at 12:05 a.m. to join in flood fighting and rescue. This time, it is not the city's water diversion, but carrying sandbags to consolidate a town called "white town" in Xiangcheng. The terrain of Baizhen is low. Once the dike is in danger, it will be flooded by the Xiang River. The danger appears and the staff is insufficient. Finally, the University of science and technology of the people's Republic of China turns to Yejian for help, and they have another action. All junior students rushed to "white town" to carry sandbags with the villagers. Ye Jian, Xu Wen and He Jing are no exception. They all go to the front line and don't sit behind because of their gender. Flood fighting and rescue is not an easy thing, but a high-risk action. When going to the "white town" car, the instructor sent a letter to Ye Jian, who wrote a "letter of invitation" for the representative, meaning that if they died, they deserved the uniform. For three years in the military academy, this flood fighting and rescue is the first time for junior students to carry out the tasks they really want to discuss. Yesterday, that kind of task was not included, but most of it was assistance. The atmosphere in the car is a little tense. Xu Wen holds He Jing's hand tightly, and finds that He Jing, who is brave and has a fight with Ye Jian, has a cold palm. Xu Wen's hand reaches out and He Jing immediately clenches it, so they clench it. No one dares to speak loudly. The officer in charge of the team knew that the students were nervous, so he said with a smile, "come on, let's sing the military song. I'll start the tune." The officer played a key, the military song in the car was loud and clear, while Ye Jian bowed her head, and wrote down "request for war" with the body shaking. Her psychological quality was better. At the end of writing, Ye Jian pressed the red ink pad with her first thumb, left her fingerprints on the letter of invitation, and then passed the paper and the ink pad in the truck until the fingerprints of 45 students were all pressed on it, and finally returned to Ye Jian. After getting off, Ye Jian will give it to the instructor. All the way to the town, the tension disappears and you can have fun. Not only is Ye Jian in her class, but also in other classes. How can young students who are in their early twenties not be nervous when they perform high-risk tasks for the first time? You can be nervous! Because they are people's soldiers! Xia Jinyuan went with him again. This time, he was in the same car with the director. When the door was closed, the director in the back row looked slightly strange, and his eyes were also explored. The director felt as if he had touched Some truth he didn't dare to confirm. It was learned that the junior students who went to fight against the flood and disaster relief all pressed their fingerprints on the "invitation for war". Xia Jinyuan's thin lips on the train were puckered all the time, and his handsome face was so cold that the director who came across the truth could not bear to worry for a while. After driving the jeep in the rain for about ten minutes, the director with growing suspicion and more "Mao" finally asked. "What is your relationship with her? Be honest with me!" I'm afraid that the driver in front of me will hear that the director with good intentions is going to be famous and pressing, and his eyes will be fixed on the young colonel who has been flashed by outside and whose face is dim and unclear. Then he will say: "answer me truthfully!" Xia Jinyuan, with his back straight, stretched out his curled fingers in the dark, and with his head on his side, saw that the director was worse than the weather outside and had a gloomy face.
