Special Forces: Fusion of Deadshot Talent at the Start - Chapter 118

Chapter 118 I will definitely complete the mission!

 Platoon leader Yang’s face tightened, he looked at Zhang Chuan and said: “Zhang Chuan, there is a tough job here. You have to take the brothers in the platoon to take a crack at it.”

He spoke in a louder voice: “This job is extremely dangerous, and someone is likely to be injured. However, our platoon is full of elite soldiers. We weighed it up and decided to let you take this job. Are you confident in doing it?”

 “Yes!” Zhang Chuan answered decisively, without hesitation, and his voice was as loud as ringing a bell.

Platoon leader Yang nodded with satisfaction: “Well done, he is indeed a soldier from the First Army Academy! The situation is like this. There is a village ten miles away from us called Shangtang Village. It has been raining recently and there have been landslides.”

He explained in detail: “Half of the people in the village are now trapped on the hillside, eager to be rescued. However, due to random mining, the terrain is extremely unstable and may slip again at any time. There is also a four- to five-meter-high hole at the bottom of the mountain. The water is so fast and fierce on the deep cliff that you will almost die if you fall in. When you rescue people, you must be careful and protect yourself. “

“Understood!” Zhang Chuan replied resolutely, and the soldiers in the four rows behind him also looked determined, showing no signs of fear.

They are the best in the team. If they don’t make it, no one else can.

Those trapped villagers can only wait for disaster to strike.

Platoon Leader Yang patted Zhang Chuan on the shoulder and said sincerely: “I won’t say any more. Go ahead. I believe you and your comrades will be able to complete the mission.”

Zhang Chuan smiled slightly, with firm eyes: “Don’t worry, Platoon Leader Yang. As soldiers, we know our mission and responsibilities. Even if we risk our lives, we must rescue the people safely.”

 After saying that, Zhang Chuan quickly got into the car with four rows of soldiers and rushed to Shangtang Village without stopping.

 About ten minutes later, the truck could no longer move due to the landslide and the road was blocked.

Zhang Chuan and the others had no choice but to get out of the car and walk toward the village.

At this time, halfway up the mountain, the trapped villagers gathered in an open space of about 100 square meters. It was a temporary platform used to pull stones in the quarry, and now it became their temporary shelter.

Although this place is still relatively strong and did not collapse during the landslide, the rocks on the surrounding mountains are exposed, grass does not grow, and the ecology is severely damaged.

Not far away, the original village was completely covered by mudslides. The water below was like crazy. Fragments of furniture and tree branches were washed down with the water.

From time to time, a small piece of the mountainside collapsed, and the sound of stones rolling down could be clearly heard.

  Heavy rain kept washing over the rock wall, and the cracks became more and more obvious. If the rock wall behind collapsed, this small area would soon be flooded with large rocks, and No. 100 people would have no way to escape.

Most of those left in the village are old people, women and children. They cannot cross the dangerous mountain road on their own, let alone risk crossing the river.

 They could only squeeze into such a small area, and their faces were full of horror and despair.

“Village chief, please call the government again and ask them to send someone to rescue us quickly!” A middle-aged woman anxiously requested an old man with a walking stick and his hair and beard turning white.

The village chief was so anxious that he was about to take out his mobile phone to make a call when he suddenly saw a sharp-eyed child pointing down the mountain and shouting excitedly: “Look! Look! Uncle PLA is here!”

Hearing that the People’s Liberation Army was coming, the villagers’ spirits were lifted and they all stretched their necks to look outside.

“Where is it? Where is the People’s Liberation Army?”

 “God has opened his eyes! Finally we are waiting for them! We are saved!”

“Comrades from the People’s Liberation Army, we are here! Come and save us!”

Zhang Chuan and the others also heard the cry for help coming from the mountain, and immediately accelerated their pace to climb up. But the soil is loose and the **** is steep, making every step difficult and careful.

 Finally, they arrived in front of the villagers. The old village chief burst into tears and held Zhang Chuan’s hand tightly. He was extremely moved: “Comrades of the People’s Liberation Army, you are finally here! We all thought we couldn’t escape this time!”

“Don’t worry, folks, everything will be fine!” Zhang Chuan comforted the folks and immediately led the team to rescue.

On the other side, above the dam, the troops are working hard to reinforce the third line of defense. The impact of the floods is getting stronger and stronger, leaving them less and less precious time.

“Division Commander, the dam can’t hold anymore! Have all the villagers downstream evacuated? If we don’t open the gate to release the water, it will be too late!” Each regiment commander was so anxious that he ran directly to the division commander’s headquarters to ask.

“Hold on for one more hour! Just one hour!” The division commander said firmly: “Tell all the soldiers, no matter what, they must hold on until the end!” “Understood!” The regiment leaders took the order and left.

 Outside, the soldiers rushed to the top of the dam carrying heavy sandbags like crazy. Because the impact of the flood was so severe, many sandbags were washed away as soon as they were put down. There were also some soldiers who were swept directly off the dam by the big waves. The scene was terrifying!

 However, the soldiers still rushed forward one after another, blocking the gap with their bodies, holding sandbags tightly, and desperately resisting the impact of the flood.

 The people around him all turned their heads and looked over.

“It’s him!”

 The division commander recognized Zhang Chuan immediately.

“Comrade Zhang Chuan, can you carry these explosives?”

 The division commander asked hopefully.

You all still remember that Zhang Chuan climbed up the dam just now carrying three or four bags of sand!

 “Platoon leader!”

When the comrades of the Seventh Company saw Zhang Chuan standing up, their eyes could not help but turn red.

They know in their hearts what it means to carry explosives to blow open the gate.

 But now, there is really no one among them who can afford the 640 kilograms of explosives.

Zhang Chuan forced a smile at them: “Someone has to do this, why can’t it be me?”

“My single sacrifice can bring back the safety of more than 200,000 people. This is a good deal!”

 Zhang Chuan answered with a smile. After hearing this, the people present felt both admiration and distress for him.

The teacher held Zhang Chuan’s hand tightly and his voice was trembling: “Good boy, is there anything you need me to tell your family?”

 Zhang Chuan shook his head gently: “I don’t have any family anymore, so no need.”

 Indeed, since Zhang Chuan came to this world, his parents have been gone.

It was his grandparents who raised him up with one hand.

 But before he joined the army, his two elders also passed away one after another.

 Strictly speaking, he is an orphan.

There are no worries in life, and there are no regrets in death.

Unexpectedly, I, Zhang Chuan, could not escape the fate of dying young if I had to do it again in this life.

However, this time it was for the country and the people, and he died with value.

 “I’ll have someone tie a safety rope on you and send you down.”

The division commander said.

 “No need for that, I can do it myself!”

 Zhang Chuan replied: “Don’t worry, I will definitely complete the task!”

 (End of this chapter)