The strongest peasant city

Chapter 910 Don't Give Up Don't Give Up

"Really...is there really a tsunami?" Deqing couldn't believe it and looked at the old Mr. Wang who was kneeling on the ground, his lips trembling, and muttering to himself. "Mom, did you hear, what Grandpa Wang said is true!" The little boy said happily to the young woman, a trace of unnaturalness flashed across the young woman's face, and then was replaced by gratitude.Under the leadership of the People's Liberation Army, thousands of people quickly left the dangerous beach and came to a high mountain.When they came to the mountain, they realized that a lot of people had gathered here, as if people from a hundred miles around were gathered here.

"Hey, where's Mr. Wang?" After he settled down, Deqing looked around, but he didn't see Mr. Wang's figure, so he couldn't help crying out anxiously. "Oh, my son is gone too! Has any of you seen my son?" At the same time, the young woman also shouted nervously. "Mom, I'm here!" Just when the young woman was anxious, accompanied by a clear and clear child's voice, the little boy walked out of the crowd with a smile, holding the hand of the old boss Wang. "I saw Grandpa Wang was tired, so I went to help him, but the two of us fell behind."

"Hehe...Thanks to Xiaohao, otherwise it would be a dream for me to climb to the top of the mountain with my old bones!" Old Wang Boss stroked Xiaohao's hair affectionately and said with a smile.Everyone suddenly discovered that the grandpa and grandson stood together so harmoniously, like a beautiful landscape, which made people never get tired of it, and warmed their hearts.Deqing walked up to the old Mr. Wang, scratched his head, and said embarrassingly: "Uncle Wang, I blame me for not being a thing. I treated your kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs, and I still treat you like that. Come on, hit me a few times." Calm down, so I will feel better." Old Wang shook his head and said, "I can't blame you! If I want to blame, I can only blame myself, who made me a drunkard, haha..."

Speaking of wine, Deqing thumped his head heavily, took out a gourd containing wine from his bosom, handed it to the old boss and said: "I actually forgot to bring good wine with me, come on, you If you open it and drink it, I will honor you!" The old man took the wine gourd with his hand, unscrewed the cork, put his nose to the mouth of the gourd, took a long sniff, closed his eyes, and covered his face. It was full of pottery, and murmured: "It's fragrant, it's really fragrant!" "Hehe... Since it's fragrant, you should drink more!" Deqing laughed repeatedly.The old boss Wang opened his eyes, took a look at everyone, turned the wine gourd upside down, and the fragrant nectar poured out immediately.

"Uncle Wang, this is..." Deqing was startled when he saw the action of the old boss.Mr. Wang poured out the wine in the gourd, and there was not a drop left.Then he threw the wine gourd far down the mountain, and said: "You can't touch wine, it's harmful! From now on, if my old boss drinks one more drop of wine, I will be that turtle in the sea, a bastard in the water!" "Old boss Wang's words caused a burst of applause, among which the little boy's slaps were particularly loud.When the applause stopped, the old Wangtou stood on a high place and said loudly to the crowd: "Folks, this time it was the People's Liberation Army and the government who saved us. We can't be ungrateful, and we can't forget others when we are safe. Let's go. Give me a hand, a small tsunami can't scare us Chinese people!"

Although the tsunami caused panic, it also aroused everyone's fighting spirit to unite and overcome the disaster.Foreigners always say that one Chinese is a dragon and a group of Chinese are worms.When faced with the threat of a tsunami, when faced with a catastrophe, the Chinese people have proved with their actions that this is a fallacy, a fart!Not only the people in the eastern coastal areas have taken active actions, but also the rest of the people who are not threatened by the tsunami have not been idle.Countless people joined in the rush to transport refugees. On all the roads, one car after another brought the refugees to a safe place.On the long tracks, row after row of trains was also full of people retreating inland from the east.

Numerous famous mountains and great rivers have given up the huge benefits of daily wealth and wealth, and are all open for free, becoming the best place for refugees to escape the tsunami.Just as the whole of China was fighting against the coming tsunami, the installation of explosives in the sea area of ​​the island country was finally coming to an end, and at this time the tsunami was less than ten nautical miles away from the sea area full of explosives.The wind and waves on the sea surface are getting bigger and bigger, and there will be waves more than ten meters high at every turn. From the beginning of construction to now, at least ten drilling ships have been overturned, and more than a hundred people have disappeared in the turbulent waves. .Among them are people from the island country, Chinese people, and people from M country... But facing the crazy waves and the danger of dying at any time, there is no boat, and one person retreats.

People are surrounded by a kind of tragic and painful emotion, and tears are not enough to vent at this time.With tears in his eyes, Mao Lichun watched the drilling ships struggling in the high wind and waves, and watched the brave sailors being thrown high by the waves, and then fell heavily on the deck.As a scientist, what is most needed is rationality, but at this moment Mao Lichun is gradually losing his rationality.It was the first time that he hated the tsunami so much, and wished he could tear it into pieces. His eyes, which were always filled with wisdom, turned blood red and filled with hatred.

"Mr. Mori, how is it?" Yamamoto Masatoku asked in a deep voice, suppressing the tension in his heart.Mao Lichun took a long breath and said: "There is only the last explosive site left. I have ordered the rest of the drilling ships to retreat, leaving only the last one to work. It's just..." "Just what?" Masanori Yamamoto couldn't help but tremble in his heart.Mao Lichun sighed, and said sadly: "It's just... the last drilling ship may not be able to retreat to a safe sea area in time, and the result is either swallowed by the tsunami, or blown to pieces by the power of explosives!" " What? Could it be like this?" Masanori Yamamoto looked a little absent-minded, staring blankly at Maori Jun.

Maori nodded solemnly.Masatoku Yamamoto was silent for a while, then he stood up abruptly and said, "Let the drilling ships of our islanders do this. Other countries have already helped us a lot, and we can no longer let them sacrifice for us!" Maori Jundao : "I think so too. Now the mission is... Sakura Drilling Ship." "Give me the list of all the staff on the Sakura Drilling Ship immediately. They are our heroes, no matter what the island country is going to be." , we must not forget them!" Yamamoto Masatoku said sadly.

When Masanori Yamamoto got the list and looked at the long list and couldn't help crying, Mao Lijun suddenly exclaimed, "What's going on?" He hurriedly asked: "Mr. Mao Li, what happened?" Mao Lichun stared at the screen with staring eyes, and said: "I have clearly given the order to retreat, why...why these drilling ships refused Retreat?" Mao Lichun snatched the microphone, and shouted hoarsely to all the drilling ships through the communication system, "I am Mao Lijun, I am Mao Lijun! Now I order that all the drilling ships except the Sakura will immediately go to Retreat in the direction of the island country!"

After the speaker was silent for a while, a Huaxia crew member said in Mandarin: "I am the captain of the Huaxia Dongfang drilling ship. We refuse to retreat. We have to wait for the Sakura drilling ship to complete its mission and return to the island country with them! This is all our Huaxia drilling ship. Unanimous decision! Don't abandon, don't give up, this is the insistence of our Huaxia people, Mr. Maori please approve!"

The well-spoken Huaxia characters turned into electric waves and poured into Mao Lichun's ears, turning into tears in his eyes.Masanori Yamamoto couldn't understand Chinese dialect, so he said eagerly to Mao Lichun: "Mr. Maoli, what are Chinese friends talking about? Quickly translate it for me!" They refuse to give up on the Sakura, and want to live and die with the Sakura!"

Masatoku Yamamoto was completely stunned by Maori Jun's words, staring blankly at the five-star flag fluttering high on the satellite image, Masanori Yamamoto's heart was completely shocked.Huaxia people, this is tolerance, great Huaxia people! "Mr. Maori, the people of country M just sent a message, just like the people of Huaxia, they also refused to retreat!" "The people of country H called and returned with the Sakura!" It flew to Mao Lichun's headquarters like wings, and turned into a stream of warmth that warmed the hearts of everyone present.

Masatoku Yamamoto couldn't hold back the excitement in his heart anymore. Tears welled up in his eyes. He rushed to the microphone and shouted loudly into the microphone: "I am Masatoku Yamamoto, Prime Minister of Japan! On behalf of all citizens of Japan, thank you! Japan If you can escape this catastrophe, you will do your best to repay the kindness of friends from all over the world." After speaking, he looked at Mao Lichun and said, "I want to call the warriors of the Sakura!" Mao Lichun nodded, and the staff He skillfully connected the phone on the drilling ship Sakura. "Morijiro, the captain of the drilling ship Sakura, I am Moorijun!" Mourijun said in a heavy voice.

"Mori Jiro? Is... your son!?" Masatoku Yamamoto asked in surprise after hearing what Maori Jun said.Maori Jun did not answer Masatoku Yamamoto, but said in a deep voice into the microphone: "Jiro Mouri, the person who will be talking to you next is the Prime Minister!" He handed the microphone to Masatoku Yamamoto with tears in his eyes.Taking over the heavy microphone, Yamamoto Masatoku cleared his throat and said loudly: "Mouri Jiro, I want to say that you have a great father, and your father has a great son. As the prime minister of an island country, and even more as a citizen of an island country, I We are extremely proud to have compatriots like you!"

Masatoku Yamamoto's words made Mouri Jiro on the other end of the phone excited, and he roared tremblingly: "Die for the island country, Jiro will die without regret!" "No! I won't let you die. Did you hear that just now? Now you are not Fighting alone, look around you, the drilling ships with various national flags, they have refused to retreat until now, they just refuse to give up on you, and want to live and die with you! Jiro, remember, in Here, your father and I, as well as all the citizens of the island nation, are waiting for news of your victory and victory. When the tsunami subsides, I will personally open the champagne for you!"

(End of this chapter)