Chapter 111 I’m a weak woman, how could you have the heart to do this to me?
"Hold the camera steady and make sure every shot is clear."

She said to the man carrying the camera through gritted teeth.

The man looked embarrassed and said reluctantly: "The storm is coming soon, and the soldiers are busy fighting the flood. Don't make trouble. Evacuate to a safe place first."

The cameraman refused to obey, and the female anchor's face darkened. She threatened sternly: "Do you still want to be a regular employee? If you do, do as I say! Otherwise, I will call the station manager right now and ask you to pack up and leave!"

After hearing this, the cameraman felt mixed emotions and his conscience was tormented.

A moment later, he chose his own future.

Who made her have that kind of relationship with the Master?

I can't afford to offend him!
The cameraman looked at the soldiers who were fighting the flood with an apologetic look, gritted his teeth, and picked up the camera.

The female anchor sneered and smeared a handful of mud on her face.

Then she rushed to a soldier who was carrying sandbags and said, "Comrade, I see your shoulders are all worn out. Do you want to take a break? You are working so hard to repair the dike. It really hurts us to see you!"

The soldier carrying the sandbags had no idea what she was doing. When he saw her pulling, he pushed her away and shouted impatiently, "Go away! Don't block the way!"

The female anchor was pushed and lost her balance and fell into the mud.

She was already in a miserable state, and now she looked even more pitiful.

She pinched her thigh secretly and tears immediately welled up in her eyes.

"How could you do this! I care about you, but you treat me like this! And you even pushed me! I'm a weak woman, how could you have the heart to do this to me?"

As she spoke, the female anchor began to shed tears.

The soldier was suddenly at a loss, his face turned as red as an apple, and he was unable to defend himself.

"I'm sorry! I'm in a hurry to repair the embankment. Please understand."

The young comrade was anxious and helpless. He hurriedly said this, picked up the sandbag and continued walking towards the dam.

A cunning look flashed in the female anchor's eyes, and then she covered her calf and howled.

"Oh! My legs! Can soldiers beat people at will? Can soldiers be unreasonable?"

"It's fine that you just drove me out of the dam, but now you're deliberately pushing me down. Are you the people's soldiers?"

The female anchor's behavior made the young comrade even more embarrassed. He didn't know whether to leave or stay while carrying the sandbag.

The female anchor's movements were so loud that they immediately caused quite a commotion.

The efficiency of the dike repair was greatly reduced as a result. Seeing the progress slowed down, the division commander at the front hurried over to check.

When he saw that it was this female anchor making trouble again, his already anxious heart instantly became furious.

He took two steps at a time and walked up to the female anchor who was sitting on the ground and throwing a tantrum, and picked her up with one hand.

He glared and warned: "This is my last warning, don't get in the way, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Faced with the teacher's anger, the female anchor's face turned pale.

Tears rolled down from the corners of my eyes. This time I wasn't pretending. I was really crying out of fear.

"Guards! Get these two out of the front line! Stop getting in the way!"

The division commander ignored the female anchor's tears and spoke angrily to the guard.

"Yes!" The guard agreed and went with the other two soldiers to drive away the female anchor and cameraman.

"Don't touch me! I'm live streaming! The whole country is watching you."

"We are risking our lives to broadcast live on the front line, but you, the so-called people's soldiers, are attacking us!"

"That's too much! Do you think being a division commander is so great? You can ignore us civilians?"

"Believe it or not, I can sue you! You are abusing your power!"

The female anchor struggled and yelled at the teacher. The teacher's face was so gloomy that ink could drip out of it. Just as he was about to explode, a figure suddenly rushed in front of the cameraman.

Snapped!
Zhang Chuan snatched the camera from the cameraman and threw it on the ground, staring coldly at the female anchor and warning: "Before you report our division commander, I will arrest you for obstructing military missions!"

"Don't think you can distort the facts just because you have a camera! You are making up stories! If you delay flood relief, you will be the ones to be court-martialed!"

"If you know what's good for you, get out of here! If I see you on the front line again, it will be more than just breaking a camera!"

Zhang Chuan's eyes were extremely sharp, and his whole body exuded a frightening anger.
The female host felt as if something was gripping her heart tightly, and even breathing was difficult for her.

The photographer was so frightened that his spine went cold and he didn't dare to breathe.

"Take them away!"

Seeing that the female host finally stopped making trouble, Zhang Chuan hurriedly gave orders to the security personnel.

"Okay, okay!" The security guards finally came to their senses and quickly took the female host and the photographer away.

"Report! Zhang Chuan, the platoon leader of the fourth platoon of the First Army Command College, is leading the entire platoon to provide support!"

Zhang Chuan turned around, saluted the division commander, and reported the situation.

Upon hearing that reinforcements had arrived, the division commander finally had a relieved smile on his face.

"You've come just in time! Hurry! Seize every minute and every second to build the flood embankment! We don't have much time! The flood embankment must be built within two hours!"

"Yes! Promise to complete the mission!"

Zhang Chuan responded loudly, and then led his platoon of soldiers to join the team building the flood control embankment.

Time is tight and tasks are heavy.

Zhang Chuan didn't care about so much. He tried his best to pick up as many sandbags as possible at a time and rushed towards the dam.

Others only moved one sandbag at a time to conserve their strength.

As for Zhang Chuan, he would carry four sandbags on his shoulders every time and run twice as fast as others.

Everyone's jaws nearly dropped as they stared in amazement at the way Zhang Chuan moved the sandbags.

"Comrade! Comrade! Stop!" The division commander couldn't help but show a look of surprise when he saw this scene.

Zhang Chuan was carrying four sandbags and was about to run to the riverbank, but when he heard his commander calling him, he had to slow down.

"Commander, do you have any instructions?" Zhang Chuan asked.

"Comrade, I know you want to build the flood levee quickly, but you will soon be exhausted if you keep moving like this."

"We need to rush to build flood control embankments, and then we will have the task of flood control and disaster relief."

"So you can't use up all your strength now. You have to save some for the rescue operation later."

After hearing what the commander said, Zhang Chuan understood. He smiled and replied, "Commander, don't worry. I have a plan in mind."

After saying that, Zhang Chuan carried the sandbag on his back and quickly ran towards the river bank.

Seeing that he could not persuade him, the teacher could only sigh helplessly.

never mind!

The current situation is urgent, so it is important to quickly build flood control embankments.

Time passed bit by bit, and soon an hour and a half had passed. The physical strength of many soldiers had reached its limit, and the speed of building the embankment began to slow down.

"Commander! Please take a break! If you continue like this, your body won't be able to take it!"

The guard looked at the commander's hands and shoulders, which were all rubbed raw, and advised him with great concern.

(End of this chapter)