Special Forces: Signing into the Marvel System at the Beginning

"Guard! Is there any new news from the Meteorological Bureau? When will this rain stop?"

The division commander looked at the dark clouds in the sky and shouted loudly for the guards.

"Reporting to the division commander, according to the latest news from the Meteorological Bureau, in two hours, there will be a new round of heavy rain. This heavy rain will last for three hours."

"The amount of precipitation in these three hours will be 1.5 times that of before. It is very likely that the first flood control line we built will not be able to withstand this heavy rain."

"We must rush to build a new flood control line behind the first flood control line, and this flood control line must reach one meter."

The guard loudly reported the report.

"Damn it! What the hell kind of weather is this! There will be no end to it! Call all team leaders and start the second round of construction!"

"This time I want them to build the second flood control line within three and a half hours!"

The division commander looked at the sky above his head and cursed angrily, then issued a new order.

"yes!"

The guards did not dare to delay and immediately asked the trumpeter to blow the whistle for emergency assembly and summoned all the regiment leaders.

The sleeping soldiers heard the whistle and opened their eyes almost at the same time.

All of them had red eyes and tired faces.

But even so, they all got up from the ground very quickly.

Dozens of regiment cadres gathered in front of the division commander, waiting for new orders with heavy and determined faces.

"Comrades, in two hours we will have a heavy rainstorm, and the water level will cross our first flood control line by then."

"So we must rush to build a one-meter flood defense line behind the first flood defense line within three and a half hours."

"Brothers! No matter what method I use, we must withstand this heavy rain!"

"If we fail to build the second flood control line in the end, even if we use our bodies to pile it up, we will still be able to stop the flood!"

"Remember! We can die, but the millions of people behind us cannot die! We must win this battle!"

The division commander stared at the ocean-like flood behind him with red eyes and shouted loudly.

"yes!"

All regiment cadres responded loudly and then came to their respective units.

It was still the commanders of each regiment who took the lead and rushed to the front to start a new round of construction tasks.

All the soldiers held their breath in their hearts, gritted their teeth, and ran up the river embankment carrying the sandbags with all their strength.

Rested for two hours and ate food.

They have accumulated some strength in their bodies, and each of them is working harder than before.

Because there is not much time left for them.

Once heavy rains fall, water levels will continue to rise.

If they fail to build a second flood control line in time, the people behind them will be buried in the flood.

The entertainment reporters have all withdrawn, leaving only the war reporters still recording everything with their cameras.

There was no one to talk to and no free time to talk.

Everyone gritted their teeth and carried bags of sandbags one after another.

The wind is getting stronger and stronger.

The rain gradually became heavier.

Time passed little by little, and it was still afternoon, but the light had become extremely dim.

The dark clouds in the sky made people breathless.

With such high-intensity consumption, Tang Ming's physical strength was gradually exhausted.

But even so, he was still running along the river embankment carrying four sandbags at a time.

"Hey, brother, what's wrong with you? What time of the day is this? You're still lazy and sleeping. Get up quickly."

Just as Tang Ming was rushing up the river embankment carrying sandbags, two soldiers next to him caught his attention.

A soldier was lying curled up on the river embankment, looking like he was asleep. Another soldier was holding a sandbag and calling him next to him.

The crouched warrior waved his hands feebly, signaling to his companion that he was fine.

Tang Ming glanced at it and hurriedly carried the sandbags on his shoulders to the river embankment, so he didn't pay much attention.

When he put down the sandbags and returned, only the soldier was left in that place, lying curled up on the ground with his face buried in the soil.

Tang Ming frowned, his eyelids twitched, and an unknown premonition came to his heart.

He quickly scanned it with radar.

not good!

No heartbeat!

Tang Ming immediately ran to the soldier, turned his body over and laid it flat.

He began by cleaning the dirt off the warrior's face so that he could breathe normally.

Then he quickly untied his clothes and performed cardiopulmonary resuscitation on him.

"Come here! Medic! Quick! Someone here is in shock!"

Tang Ming shouted loudly while rescuing people.

The other soldiers who were busy carrying sandbags finally noticed something was wrong and gathered around them.

"Xiaohu! Xiaohu, what's wrong with you? Why are you in shock? Don't scare me! Open your eyes quickly!"

The soldier who was beside Xiaohu just now recognized Xiaohu and ran to Xiaohu crying, his face full of grief.

Tang Ming didn't bother to comfort him and tried his best to give him cardiopulmonary resuscitation and save Xiaohu.

Can't die!

You must not die!

Come to life!