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Chapter 330 Sending off the God of Plague (Part [-])

The scouts took the first step, and after finding out the news, they ran to Ye Boxuan to report:
"Reporting to the head, the iron door of the cold storage has been deformed and cannot be opened. Please instruct."

Pei Bing, who followed Ye Boxuan closely and did not forget to let go of any interview materials, stared at Ye Boxuan with a sense of urgency all over his body, and fixed his eyes on the leader of the independent hero group.

Ye Boxuan frowned and looked sideways at Pei Bing: "Are you annoying?"

One sentence has two meanings.The first one is that he really dislikes Pei Bing, and the second one is that he is extremely annoyed after hearing such a result.

Ye Boxuan turned around after scolding Pei Bing, and ordered at the top of his voice, "Advance faster! The engineering company will lead!"

The [-]nd Regiment ran forward on the dark road and came close. The soldiers who hadn't even passed the cold storage gate could smell a rotten stench standing on the side of the road.

One can imagine what the scene will be like when it is opened.I can imagine it, but I still don't change my face.

Looking at the young faces of the soldiers, Ye Boxuan was impatient and didn't even have a mask plastic bag. Although there was no change in his face, it seemed to be as calm as he was in the daily training of the [-]nd Regiment, but his heart had already appeared. Whisper, smell and walk over?
"Engineering company, blast!"

The earth-shattering explosion, the blasting sound that shook the entire Tangzhuang was loud and loud. Its sound seemed to be swearing to the people of the whole country.

Standing outside the tent, the three sisters felt uncomfortable because Li Tong's honor ceremony could not be held, and the three sisters were startled by the explosion at midnight.

Liu Yun was stunned for a few seconds and then quickly got up: "I have to go. I have to go to the northwest end to distribute medicine." There are still so many young soldiers like Li Tong fighting against the plague.

The moment the freezer was blasted, it completely collapsed.

Ye Boxuan led the soldiers of the [-]nd Regiment and rushed in before the smoke from the explosion cleared.The billowing gunpowder smoke reflected figures jumping rapidly into the cold storage one by one, showing their skills in the face of disaster.

The stench permeated the surrounding area, and scattered half of Tangzhuang City.

Ye Zhiqing in the headquarters and all the commanders had anxious and complicated eyes.

With the sound of explosion, the most sinister and arduous task started.

Ye Zhiqing looked at his old boss, received the order of nodding, and ordered solemnly: "Bury the corpse!"

This "bury" order means that 10,000+ decomposing corpses will be buried quickly.All the martyrs who died and the people who died must be buried on the spot.

And it is countless young soldiers who undertake the fateful task of fighting against the plague.

Since then, they have not been divided into numbers, divisions or regiments. They have a common name called corpse burial unit.What kind of shocking and special life do young soldiers have to experience, using their own lives to save more people, hiding all the pain in their bodies, and using actions to prove that they have no regrets in the turbulent years.

When Pei Bing ignored the feeling of vomiting and rushed all the way to follow Ye Boxuan to join Zhai Yuanfang, he cried immediately.

It is said that a man does not flick his tears lightly, but in less than 24 hours in Tangzhuang, he broke down emotionally.what did he see
Soldiers, braving the tangy stench of corpses, dug up the corpses with bare hands and bare arms.The corpses decomposed, and the skin of the fighters fell off after touching them.

Zhai Yuanfang, a political commissar at the regiment level, was delighted to find some worn-out cloth and newspapers in the surrounding dilapidated houses. He shouted to Ye Boxuan:
"Captain, with these, our soldiers can rest a little bit."

Ye Boxuan looked up at the misty sky, his eyes were red.That was the soldier he led, and he suppressed his sadness and reluctance.

Without any protective tools, the corpses were exposed, exuding highly irritating toxic hydrogen sulfide, ammonia, and methane gases. These mixed smells made people dizzy after smelling them.

Spraying, packing, tying, transporting, and burying, there were no complaints on those young faces. They worked hard, with only one belief in their hearts, which was to obey the call.

Every soldier needs to wrap his head with the clothes of the deceased first, put it into a uniform bag and tie his mouth.

Each corpse must be tied at least three times, head, waist, and feet, to prevent the smell of the corpse from spreading.

Some soldiers carried them to the special car with their immature shoulders after they finished, and more soldiers were digging holes, digging a two-meter-deep hole quickly, adding thick soil and lime to it and then pounding it down.

They are human beings, don't they know how to protect themselves in this way?

But the masses are more important than anything else, they have only one urgent thought: hurry up!Bury the bodies of the victims before the plague breaks out!
Glory and brilliance are not limited to the battlefield, every minute and every second of time is a victorious battle.

In front of a 17-year-old soldier from the Artillery Company of the [-]nd Regiment, stood a division leader of the Liaoyang Army.

The leader, who is in his 50s and nearly 60 years old, took out a crumpled mask from his pocket with trembling hands: "Here, put it on." What was given was not a simple mask, it was caring, sad, and distressing.

"Dad, what are you doing! No one else has it, I can't be special. You wear it to command, I'm fine, don't let our regiment leader see it and think I'm special."

The man who had never bowed his head to his son in his life suddenly opened his eyes wide, not letting himself cry in front of his son, but at this moment he apologized to his son for the first time:
"Dad was wrong."

The division leader put the mask back into his pocket, straightened his back, walked to a distance, and began to pick up the corpse with his own hands.

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After Dean Qin distributed all the disinfectants, Dr. Shao was the first to rush out with the medicine box on his back.He was responsible for distributing medicines to the masses. After Li Tong died, he has been busy on the front line.

"Ye Boting, you are in charge of going to the northwest of the burial unit. In summer, you are responsible for carrying food and medicine to the temporary relief station for distribution. There are many orphans there that require you to take on heavy responsibilities."

Dean Qin didn't dare to let Ye Boting and Xia Tian form a team again, she was afraid that they would often remember that they had left someone behind.

The sun rose as usual on August 2, and the sound of the rumbling engine of the An-[-] plane roared in the sky.

Drugs such as malathion and dichlorvos with garlic smell fell like rain and fog.

People outside Tangzhuang are trying their best to gather all the items that Tangzhuang needs, fighting the plague with one heart, and staff from all over the place quickly gather.

The whole country quickly mobilized 21 anti-epidemic teams with a total of 300 people, 240 tons of disinfectants, 170 tons of insecticides, more than 1000 sprayers of various types, 31 military anti-chemical spraying vehicles, and four spraying planes...

In the sky above Tangzhuang, the An-2 plane circled continuously over the urban area of ​​85 square kilometers.

Opposite them are the Dongfanghong 18 motorized mist sprayer, chemical defense sprayer, Qunying knapsack sprayer and cylindrical compression sprayer on the ground.

From early morning until the sun rises, after four hours, start and work together.

The soldiers who fought in the first time fell many, many.

No one knows their surnames, they will stay in this long history called "Tangzhuang Disaster Relief" forever...

(End of this chapter)