Chapter 110 What's the point of your entire group being buried with you? !

Inside the command center, a senior colonel stared at the colonels in front of him with a sharp look and asked solemnly: "Can your team withstand this pressure?"

"Don't worry, Commander! Our regiment is committed to completing the mission! If we fail to do so, our entire regiment is willing to bear the consequences together with the people of the city!"

When the colonel heard this, he flew into a rage: "Nonsense! We are discussing the mission now! What's the point of your entire regiment being buried with them?! We have to ensure the safety of hundreds of thousands of civilians upstream and downstream! If they make any mistakes, you can't make up for it even if you die a thousand times!"

"Let me make it clear to you. No matter how much it costs, even if we have to use our bodies to block it, we must make the first line of defense impenetrable!"

"Yes!"

Several group leaders immediately stood up straight and answered loudly.

"report!"

At this moment, a captain with a nervous and pale face rushed in hurriedly.

"Commander, something big has happened!"

The captain's voice was trembling.

"Why are you panicking? Just say what you want to say!"

The commander shouted loudly.

"I just received a notification from my superiors. The Meteorological Bureau has confirmed that in one hour, there will be a heavy rainstorm in H Province, which is expected to last for at least half a day! Once the rainstorm comes, the water levels in various water bodies and dams will definitely rise sharply!"

"Experts from the Meteorological Bureau predict that the water level at our dam will increase by more than half a meter within an hour after the heavy rain!"

"But now, it will take us at least three hours to build the first line of defense! Even if we try our best, we can only raise the river bank by 30 centimeters in two hours!"

"The superiors have ordered that no matter what, we must build the first line of defense that is more than half a meter high within two hours! Otherwise, hundreds of thousands of people upstream and downstream will be threatened by floods!"

"Also, our superiors have decided to send a troop of 1,000 men to support us!"

As soon as the captain finished speaking, the faces of all the division leaders in the command center changed.

"It was already difficult to build the first line of defense within three hours. Now the time is shortened to two hours. Even if commanders like us go into battle personally, it will be impossible to complete it!"

"Our soldiers have been fighting for five hours straight. It's hard to increase the speed. Even if we add a thousand more people, two hours is not enough!"

The division commander asked the captain: "How long will it take for the reinforcements to arrive? Which unit will it be?"

"It will take at least another hour. They are students from the First Army Command College! We are coming at full speed!"

"Okay!" The division commander said in a deep voice with a firm look in his eyes: "Pass it on. All commanders should go to the front line and carry sandbags together. The entire division must complete the first line of defense within two hours, regardless of the cost!"

“Even if it’s almost over at the last minute, all soldiers, prepare the ropes and tie the sandbags to the wooden stakes! We must not let the floodwaters go over the dam even a little bit!”

"Yes!"

With tears in their eyes, the team leaders resolutely embarked on this journey of no return!
"All division commanders, follow me!"

The division commander rushed out with the leaders of each regiment and shouted to the commanders in other tents: "Everyone, follow me to the front line! Now, no more instructions, go all out to carry sandbags! If a soldier carries one, we will carry two! We share life and death, we will fight shoulder to shoulder with the soldiers until the last moment!"

"Yes!"

Commanders at all levels of the division headquarters rushed out and followed the division commander towards the mountain of sandbags.

The leaders of each regiment returned to their respective defense zones, rolled up their sleeves, and fought side by side with the soldiers!
The youngest of the group was already in his early 40s, and their leader was over 50. But now, no matter what their physical condition was, they had to rush to the front line with the soldiers and fight the devil of flood head-on!

The leaders led by example, and the soldiers' morale was like adding fuel to the fire, rising rapidly.

Everyone was already exhausted, but at this moment, they seemed to have found a new source of energy and tried their best to move the sandbags!
When the TV anchors and reporters at the scene saw that this was a hot topic, they quickly seized the opportunity, had the photographers point their cameras at the leaders and take pictures, and also pulled the division commander aside to ask him a few words.

"Comrade Colonel, you are the commander-in-chief of the dam flood control this time. You are not young anymore. Why are you still moving sandbags yourself? Is this an order from above, or do you want to do it yourself?"

The anchor asked, motioning the cameraman to focus on the commander's gasping face.

The commander ran back and forth several times. After all, he was old and felt like he was falling apart.

However, his eyes were determined and a little angry.

He did not answer the question directly, but warned: "Comrade! Go away immediately and stop filming! We don't have time to accept your interview!"

"I have nothing to say. Although I am the division commander, I am also a flood fighter! That's the reason!"

"Now, please leave immediately and don't affect our flood control!"

The division commander said this with a cold face, and turned around to continue moving sandbags, but the anchor refused to give in and pulled him to ask again: "Comrade Colonel, can you cooperate with us? We are from the provincial TV station and have the right to interview you and tell the people of the whole country about the situation here!"

Upon hearing this, the commander roared, "I will cooperate with you, but who will cooperate with us?!"

"Look carefully, our soldiers, their hands and shoulders are all bruised, but they are still moving sandbags to build a defense line against the clock! If you delay them for a second, the flood will become more threatening! Do you know that the flood is coming soon?"

"We don't even have time to catch our breath, and you still want me to spend time cooperating with your interview. Is there water in your head? Get out! Get away!"

Then, the division commander shouted to the guards not far away: "You guys, drive all the reporters outside the cordon! If they don't listen, just smash their cameras and I will take the responsibility!"

"Yes!"

Several guards rushed over aggressively.

"Comrade, please leave the cordon immediately, otherwise we will take coercive measures!"

A guard shouted to the female anchor with an expressionless face.

"How dare you! We are from the TV station and have the right to interview. You..."

"Go! Pull them out!"

The guards received the order and took action immediately, each picking up one person and dragging them out.

"Asshole! Let me go! We are TV reporters, how dare you do this to us! I will file a complaint against you! Do soldiers think you are so great? Do soldiers have the power to bully others at will? Look, everyone, these soldiers are beating people up!"

The female anchor was furious and kept slapping the guards with her hands.

The guards didn't care about that and simply threw them outside the cordon, then drove away the reporters who were pestering the soldiers for interviews.

"Asshole!"

The female anchor was furious and cursed: "I have to expose these rude people! What's the big deal about moving a few sandbags? If you dare to touch me, you'll wait!"

There was a fierce look in the female anchor's eyes, and she deliberately messed up her hair and clothes.

(End of this chapter)