The Military Female Soldier With Unwavering Stubbornness

Before Xia Jinyuan left, Xiangcheng entered a new round of heavy rain. The water level of the Xiangjiang River rose by 3 cm overnight. All the third-year students of Ye Jian's National University of Science and Technology received an emergency notification again at 10:00 in the morning and 12:00 in the middle of the night. All of them urgently assembled to leave the National University of Science and Technology at 5:00 in the middle of the night to join the flood relief.

This time, instead of diverting water from the city, it was carrying sandbags to consolidate a town called "White Town" in Xiangcheng.

The terrain of Baizhen is low. Once the dam is in danger, it will be submerged by the gushing water of the Xiangjiang River. The danger occurs and the personnel are insufficient. Finally, they turned to the National Science and Technology University for help, and Ye Jian and the others took another action.

All the third-year students rushed to "White Town" to carry sandbags with the villagers.

The three girls, Ye Jian, Xu Wen, and He Jing, were no exception. They went to the front line and did not sit in the back because of their gender.

Flood fighting and emergency rescue is not an easy task, but a high-risk operation. On the bus to "White Town", the instructor handed Ye Jian a page of letter paper, and Ye Jian wrote a "request letter" on behalf of him, which means that if they sacrificed, they deserved it. This military uniform.

After three years of military academy, this flood fighting and emergency rescue was the first time that the junior students really wanted to carry out the task. Yesterday's kind was not counted, at most it was assistance.

The atmosphere in the car was a little tense, Xu Wen held He Jing's hand tightly, and found that He Jing, who had the courage to fight with Ye Jian, felt cold. , no one dared to speak out loud.

The officer who led the team knew that the students were nervous, so he smiled and said, "Come on, let's sing the military song, and I'll play the tune."

The officer picked up the tune, the military song in the car was loud, and Ye Jian lowered her head and wrote the "request letter" as the body shook, her psychological quality was best for her.

After writing, Ye Jian pressed the red ink pad with her first thumb and left her fingerprints on the "request letter", and then the paper and ink pad were passed in the truck until all the fingerprints of the forty-five students were pressed on it. Back to Ye Jian's hands.

After getting off the bus, Ye Jian will hand it over to the instructor.

All the way through the military songs, the tension disappeared at the end, and it was still funny.

Not only in Ye Jian's class, but other classes as well.

How can a young student in his early twenties not be nervous when performing a high-risk mission for the first time?

Get nervous!

Because they are the soldiers of the people's children!

Xia Jinyuan walked together again. This time, he was in the same car with the director. When the door was closed, the director who was sitting in the back row looked a little weird, and even his eyes were a bit probed.

The director felt as if he had touched... a truth that he didn't dare to confirm.

It was learned that the third-year students who went to fight the flood and disaster relief had put their fingerprints on the "request letter". Xia Jinyuan, who got into the car, kept pursing his thin lips, and his handsome face was so cold that the director who had vaguely touched the truth would hold back for a while. to worry.

The jeep was driving in the rain for about ten minutes, and the director, who became more and more suspicious, finally asked.

"What is your relationship with her, tell me honestly!"

I was also afraid that the driver in front would hear that the well-meaning director was renaming and suppressing his voice, his eyes were fixed on the young lieutenant colonel who was passing by outside, and his handsome face was obscured, and then said: "Truly answer me!"

Xia Jinyuan with a straight back stretched out his curled fingers secretly, turned his head sideways, and saw that the director's face was even worse than the weather outside, and his face was gloomy.