Chapter 116 The selfless spirit of the older generation of soldiers!

Doctor Xu struggled hard and wanted to continue to give Guangzi emergency treatment, but Zhang Chuan was so strong that he couldn't move at all.

"Look at your hands, then look at Guang Zi. Is this really okay? Stop. We know you have tried your best."

Zhang Chuan said these words with great pain in his heart.

Doctor Xu stared at his slightly trembling hands for three seconds, then he put his head in his hands and burst into tears.

"He's just a child..."

For doctors, the most unbearable thing is to watch a life slip away from their hands.

"Wang Guangzi! Wake up, kid! I won't allow you to die, do you hear me?!"

The squad leader pounced on Guangzi almost crazily, grabbed his clothes, roared, and his eyes were bloodshot.

"Squad leader! Calm down!"

"Squad leader! Just let Guangzi go in peace."

The other soldiers in the class came up to dissuade them, each with tears on their faces, unable to hold back their tears.

At this time, the leader of their group also rushed over. When he saw the lifeless Guangzi on the ground, his eyes instantly turned red.

But as a leader and a commander, he is the spiritual support of the entire team.

He couldn't cry, there were more urgent things to deal with than Guangzi's death.

If the second flood control dike is not repaired quickly, it will not just be one soldier who will die, but hundreds of thousands of people in the city.

"Liu Qiang! What are you doing? Stand up!"

The captain walked up to squad leader Guangzi and scolded him sternly while suppressing his grief.

Liu Qiang was still immersed in the grief of losing Guangzi, and he remained indifferent even when faced with the orders from the team leader.

The regiment commander pulled Liu Qiang up from the ground in anger, slapped him hard in the face, and shouted, "Liu Qiang! Stand at attention!"

After being slapped, Liu Qiang sobered up a little, straightened his body stiffly, looked at the captain with tears in his eyes, and said with red eyes: "Captain, Guangzi is gone. He was only eighteen years old. Why did God choose him..."

The team leader stared deeply at Guangzi on the ground, tears welling up in his eyes.

He turned his head away, quietly wiped away his tears, and then shouted loudly: "I am also deeply saddened to lose such a young and outstanding soldier."

"But now is not the time to indulge in personal emotions. Look back at the residents of the city behind you and think about those women and children."

"If we don't hurry up and reinforce the second flood embankment, thousands of children like Guang Zi will lose their lives soon!"

"Which one is more important? Do I need to say it again? Now we must turn our sorrow into strength and race against time to repair the flood levee! We can't let Guangzi's sacrifice be in vain!"

The commander's words struck every soldier's heart like a hammer, awakening them.

That's right!

Now is not the time for us to mourn.

If we fail to reinforce the second flood control embankment in time and fail to withstand the coming torrential rain, we will lose far more than just one comrade.

Moreover, if Guangzi was still here, he would definitely fight with us to the end.

"Hurry, contact Guangzi's family and ask them to see him off. Don't forget to change him into clean and tidy clothes. Our soldiers cannot leave in such a mess." The regiment commander looked at Guangzi with guilt and anger, his fists clenched.

He also has a child of his own, who is about the same age as Guangzi.

When he saw the photons, he thought of his children.

My heart hurts like it's being cut by a knife.

How should he explain to the child's parents?

How could a healthy child be gone just like that, handed over to the country and into his hands?
What a sinner he is!

At this time, the exhausted division commander was also hurried over with the help of the guards.

He looked at Guangzi on the ground, his face twitching slightly with extreme sadness.

He squatted down slowly and with difficulty, and gently wiped the dust off Guangzi's face with his hand.

He said in a trembling voice: "Good boy, you did very well, I am sorry for you..."

"Go with peace of mind. I will make good arrangements for your family. The country owes you this life. In the next life, I will definitely repay you with a peaceful and prosperous motherland."

The guards were also in tears, as Guangzi's departure was unexpected to them.

But now is not the time to be sad. For the sake of the people of the entire city behind them, they must put aside their grief and go all out to fight floods and provide disaster relief.

Guangzi's mother didn't have any serious illness, she just fainted because she was too sad and heartbroken.
Everyone placed her in a small tent that was temporarily set up nearby, and Guangzi's father was quietly sorting out the things his son left behind.

The regiment commander, platoon leader and squad leader stood aside, not saying a word, only helping with actions. At this time, it seemed that nothing they said would be enough and seemed pale and powerless.

Guangzi's parents were almost 40 years old when they had this only child. They originally thought that after their son retired from the army, the three of them would live happily together and enjoy their old age. But life is always unpredictable. An unexpected bad news forced the two old people to bear the pain of sending their young son to his death.

The division commander walked into the tent with his guards following him. As soon as he saw Guangzi's father, his eyes immediately turned red.

"Uncle, this is our division commander." When the regiment commander saw the division commander coming, he quickly introduced him to Guangzi's father.

When Guangzi's father heard this, he put down what he was holding, stood up straight, and saluted the division commander earnestly with a standard military salute: "Hello, division commander!"

The division commander knew from his saluting movements and gestures that he had been a soldier, and he felt even worse. He quickly stepped forward, grasped his hand tightly, and said with a guilty heart:

"Brother, I am so sorry! I failed to protect your child and he died at such a young age. I am a totally incompetent commander!"

When the teacher blamed himself like this, Guangzi's father burst into tears again: "Don't, don't say that, teacher, I don't blame you. Maybe it's because Guangzi has such a hard time in his life. It's God who wants to take him away. It has nothing to do with others."

"I was a soldier before, and I know the burden on a soldier's shoulders. Although Guangzi is gone, his spirit is still there. I am proud of him. He has never brought shame to my Wang family. He is much more promising than me as a father!"

The teacher was deeply moved by Guangzi's father's words, and the tears he had been holding back finally fell.

They are about the same age, and perhaps because of this, the teacher can better understand Guangzi's father's feelings.

"Brother, your child is a man of integrity! He is our hero, we should learn from him!"

The commander's voice choked with sobs. "You and your sister-in-law are both relatives of martyrs. The army and the country will never treat you unfairly. They will definitely take good care of you for Guangzi, otherwise he will not be at ease over there."

But Guangzi's father shook his head and firmly disagreed: "That won't work! His mother and I are in good health and can still work. We don't need government subsidies and special care. There are still many people who are living a harder life than us. This help should go to those who really need it. His mother and I can still support ourselves. We can't eat the government's food for free."

These words touched everyone present. This is the selfless spirit of the older generation of soldiers, simple and hardworking.

(End of this chapter)