Let you be a conscript, but you build the Matrix

An Ran hugged the unconscious, bloody Chen Jun.

It turns out that Chen Jun's figure, I don't know when it started, has occupied her entire body and mind, no wonder for so many years, even if she doesn't have the slightest news from the other party, she doesn't accept any man around her.

At this moment, she looked at Chen Jun's pale face without a trace of blood, and she was completely panicked.

Even if she was in Area 1 that day, she was facing life and death, and she was not as panicked and desperate as she is now.

And the words that Chen Jun said just now, the people around him heard them, and a kind of inexplicable emotion rose in their hearts.

This is our soldier of Yanguo, even if he may die in the next moment, he still does not forget the safety of the country.

Especially when Chen Jun explained the aftermath and asked An Ran to help convey to his parents that he, a compulsory soldier, did not embarrass the two elders, he instantly hit everyone's soft underbelly.

Everyone smacked, and their eyes turned red.

They all knew why this soldier was injured.

This soldier is not afraid of death, but he still has an unfulfilled wish.

Soldiers are not cold-blooded machines, they are also human beings, they also have families, and they also have concerns in their hearts.

And Enron's words, the people around him also heard them, and their eyes were full of sympathy.

"It turns out that this soldier is her husband, no wonder she cries so sadly, the two are very compatible, but, it's a pity..."

"Why hasn't the ambulance come yet?"

"If this continues, the blood on this young soldier's body will be drained, and there is really no help!"

The people around looked around, their eyes full of anxiety.

At this moment, a middle-aged man rushed over from the crowd and shouted urgently: "Can't wait, hurry, my car is over there, I'll take you to the hospital." The

surrounding crowd also spoke out one after another.

"Hurry up, this time is the most congested traffic, and when the ambulance comes, the daylilies will be cold.

"Don't worry, we'll take care of his squad leader and pregnant women.

"Thank you!"

was a matter of Chen Jun's life and death, and An Ran couldn't care so much, so he immediately picked up Chen Jun, rushed over, and then carried him into the car.

The middle-aged man quickly started the car, the engine roared, and he ran in the direction of the hospital.

Time is of the essence.

But this is the old town, and the usual traffic is a mess.

It's rush hour after work, and I've just run out of the community and I'm stuck motionless.

"What should I do?"

"Chen Jun, hold on, don't leave me alone!" An

Ran looked at Chen Jun, who was getting weaker and weaker, and looked at the dense vehicles in front of him, his heart was anxious, and tears flowed down.

"Beep!" the

middle-aged driver had an anxious expression on his face, and his eyes were full of anxiety.

He honked his horn desperately.

However, the horns all over the street were screaming, and it had no effect at all.

Could it be that this is the fate of our young soldiers?

A sense of powerlessness rose in the hearts of the middle-aged people, his eyes were full of helplessness and unwillingness, and the corners of his eyes flashed with crystal tears.

He was not reconciled, thought about it, took out his mobile phone, and dialed the traffic hotline.

However, he didn't have much hope, even if he was a traffic police officer now, he couldn't get in at the moment, and if he had to wait until the traffic was cleared, it might already be 2 hours later.

However, in less than 2 hours, maybe another 10 minutes, the wounded soldier's body may be cold.

Now I can only give it a go.

"Hello, I'm here at the 110 Traffic Police Command Center, how can I help you?" "Soon, the hotline was connected.

"Hello, I'm a driver, I have a wounded soldier in my car, I'm in a coma because of excessive blood loss, I'm in Donghai 11th Street now, but the traffic jam here is too serious, the car can't drive at all, ask for help. "

Okay, are you on Tokai 11th Street?"

"Yes, we're on our way to the military hospital!"

The correspondent of the 110 command center immediately reported to his superiors that the soldiers were injured and blocked on the way to seek medical treatment, but the superior leaders looked at the red and purple route of Donghai City, and their faces suddenly became extremely heavy.

This is related to the life of a soldier, but it really has to wait until the traffic is cleared and the daylilies are cold.

"Try the traffic hotline to ask the public for help..."

Finally, a young staff member was in a hurry and suggested to the worried leader.

"That's the only way!"

...

Soon, the traffic channels of all the vehicles were repeating a single voice.

"Hello everyone, I'm here on the traffic helpline, on a silver sedan on 11th Street in Donghai District, there is a soldier who was injured because of saving people, and now his life is dying, I hope everyone can spontaneously give up a passage of life" "

What? We have soldiers who are injured and dying, and they are blocked on our streets. "

Where?Did you find it

?", "We have servicemen who are injured and need help?"

...

Everyone who heard the news changed their faces in a flash.

They all know very well that there is no good time in life, but someone carries a weight forward.

And soldiers, whether it is disaster resistance or disaster relief, are a group of people who charge on the front line, and they are the backbone of the country.

Suddenly, those who do business put down their business, those who eat put down their jobs, and even pulled their children, and walked on the street one by one in a hurry, constantly running, shouting loudly: "Get out of the way, get out of the way, there are soldiers injured." "

Get out of the way, it's a soldier!"

"Bang bang!

The windows of the cars stuck in the road were constantly banged hard by the people who were running.

They were stuck in the road, already holding their stomachs, and at this moment, they were vigorously slammed on the car door, and suddenly, their faces sank.

Quickly rolled down the window, and when they just wanted to reprimand each other, they suddenly heard that a soldier was injured, and their faces changed.

"it, soldiers

!" "Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Suddenly, the voice continued to spread from the street to the end of the street, as if it were infected.

The one who carried the cart pushed the person, and the person who was pushed just scolded, but after knowing that it was a soldier who was injured and needed help, he immediately shut up, as if he had been hit by electricity, and did not complain.

Running forward is like a domino effect.

Originally, even if the traffic police dispatched, they could not solve the problem, and the cars in the passage spontaneously divided into left and right sides, miraculously giving way to a passage and connecting to the fast lane.

And on the other side of the fast lane, there are still people shouting constantly.

The overpass and the balcony have the shadow of people running...

"It's passed!" "It's passed!"

An

Ran hugged Chen Jun, who was covered in blood, looked at the touching scene in front of him, couldn't cry, and muttered: "Chen Jun, hold on, see it."

"You ghost has protected these people, and they are all protecting you now!"

"Soldiers, you must believe in the motherland, you must believe in the people, we will protect them, but when the soldiers encounter difficulties, these people we protect, they will not be indifferent."

"They used to carry their burdens and fight with us, and now, they will definitely be able to help us open the passage, definitely.

An Ran looked at the miraculous scene in front of him, and a firmness that had never risen in his heart before.

The middle-aged driver looked at the passage that miraculously appeared in front of him, and suddenly burst into tears, stepped on the accelerator suddenly, and the car flew out.

At the same time, some people posted what happened here to the circle of friends, and there were heated discussions everywhere.

"What? The soldier is injured and needs help. "

What, he helped his comrade-in-arms block the knife and was blocked on the way to the rescue?"

"Where? Lao Tzu skipped work, and he will come to help immediately..."

"Together, together, the soldiers have paid so much for us, I recently heard that the border is not very peaceful, this time, it is our turn to contribute." So

people from the neighborhood kept coming and helping in the way they could.

When Enron and their car got on the road, they were surprised to find that there were many cars on the road, one by one, taking the initiative to move closer to both sides and spontaneously giving way to a life channel.

I don't know when it was in front, but the traffic police car had come out, and it was constantly shouting: "The passage is unimpeded."

An Ran looked at Chen Jun who was in a coma, and an inexplicable emotion rose in his heart, and he choked up softly: "Do you see it? Everyone is guarding you, you must hold on!"