Alien Arms Empire.

Seeing that the last flood peak is coming, seeing that the sky is clearing up a little bit, seeing that the most difficult moment seems to have passed.

But the dam burst—not because of natural disasters, but because of man-made disasters.The explosion was heard clearly by everyone nearby.

"Why! Why do people still do this? Does he still have humanity? Does he have humanity?" An old man cried in the rain, looking at the water rising up instantly under his feet.

The rushing river flooded the farmland, flooding all the places it passed in an instant, and destroying all the houses it encountered.

In a nearby small village, only the roof remained, and the peasants, who had no time to escape, sat on the tiles and looked at the vast ocean in front of them, at a loss.

It happened so suddenly that the people who had returned because the situation was stable had no time to evacuate again, and hundreds of people disappeared in the torrential flood.

"Everyone go to the dam! No matter what, the breach must be blocked!" The commander, who was eating just now, rushed to the scene wearing only a pair of underpants. Looking at the flood that spewed out of the gap, his eyes widened: "At all costs! cost!"

"Yes!" All the officers present stood at attention and saluted. Their troops were fighting desperately at both ends of the breach, trying to close the gap.

But the water flow was too fast, and the sandbags disappeared after being thrown in.Soldiers are forming a human wall, hoping to reduce the force of the current and stabilize the sandbags and stones thrown into the water.

A truck full of gravel stopped at the breach, and the soldiers on the carriage shoveled the stones under the truck with shovel after shovel.

Regardless of the danger, the soldiers surrounding the truck began to grab the stones, passing them one by one and throwing them into the breach.

"The water flow is too fast! It can't be blocked at all!" Standing in the knee-deep water, the head of the commanding troops cursed with red eyes: "Those bastards! They just can't see us living well!"

"Wait, we're on the front line, we won't be merciless in killing them!" A company commander who passed by with a sack on his shoulders agreed with his commander's words very much.

They are trying to survive in this world and build their own homes. Why don't those people give them a way to survive?

"Yes! Don't be soft!" The regiment leader gritted his teeth, watching his troops struggling in the flood, watching the nearby civilians and nearby troops rushing towards the breach one by one.

There are more and more people, but the gap has not narrowed at all. The power of nature is still unstoppable. Fighting against the sky is like a joke in the face of a real disaster.

Between heaven and earth, tiny beings have to admit one thing: manpower is sometimes poor!The water level behind them is getting higher and higher, only the canopy of the trees is still exposed on the water, and many nearby villages have also turned into a swamp country.

"Hiss..." In the cab of a truck full of stones, a non-commissioned officer lit a cigarette in violation of the prohibition.He watched the rain beating on the windshield, making everything blurry in front of him.

He has a son who is 9 years old this year. He is studying in the third grade of Tongcheng Primary School and is the one with the best academic performance in the class.

But he only had one son, and his wife starved to death on the way north from Chu State. In order to save a bite for the child, and to allow her husband to preserve his strength to take care of the child, she hardly ate anything.

Later, she couldn't stand the hunger, so she ate a lot of dirt on the ground... When she saw the border of Tang State and the refugees gathered here, she died.

She has never seen the beauty of Tang State, what the neon lights look like, the prosperity of Chang'an, or the magnificence of Tongcheng.

But he has seen it all.

He lived in Tongcheng for three years, or his son lived in Tongcheng for three years.Because he is the son of a soldier, his son received a lot of care from his teachers at school.

As a father, he learned to drive and became an auto soldier.At this time, driving is still a rare craft. It is not easy to be able to drive a truck well and understand simple maintenance.

Every time I go back to see my son during the holidays, there are many changes.He has grown taller and his clothes are decent.He learned how to make fried rice with eggs, washed his own socks, and even took good care of himself.

There are several social workers in the school who wash clothes and cook meals for the children. These women are not young, but they are very experienced and take good care of these "left-behind children".

The children visited Tongcheng Airport this year, and under the guidance of the teacher, they saw many things that Cyric's senior engineers had never seen.

When he came home this year, his son showed him the painted plane and told him about the happy experience of reaching out and touching the propeller of the plane.

Now his mind is full of his son's smile at that time, and his mind is full of his wife's weak voice before closing her eyes.

At that time, his wife told him to raise a big child, even if it was more difficult, he had to swallow his anger, not to cause trouble in the Tang Dynasty, to be honest, not to break the law, and not to lose his life.

A woman has never read a book in her life, but the kindness in her bones cannot be erased.He has never married, leaving his salary to his son.Datang Bank is trustworthy, especially soldiers. Even if they die in battle and have no descendants, they have never made a wrong account.

The salaries and pensions of those extinct soldiers were remitted on time, and a thing called a fund was established to relieve other military orphans.

He has a son, a son who is very good at studying, he is from Tang Dynasty, and his son is also from Tang Dynasty, so his son will surely live happily in this world as a descendant of a soldier without any worries.

His son touched the propeller of the plane!His son has been on a train, and he has also been on a car!There are radios in the school, there are lights and telephones...

He will grow up to be a useful person!
Don't you just don't want to die?If you don't want to die, I can risk my life too!Wife, I may have to break my promise, I did it without causing trouble, but this life...we owe this country.

For the first time, he flicked the cigarette ash in the cab carelessly. He has driven this car for two years, and the meticulous care has never spoiled it.

Every time he gets in the car, he has to look at the soles of his shoes, and every time he washes the car, he has to carefully pick out the dust in the crevices with his hands.The gear lever was polished by him, and the wooden steering wheel had been covered with pulp by him.

The car windows are always polished by him, even after his son sits in the co-pilot, he has to wipe them carefully.

But this time, he flicked the ash recklessly, and then exhaled a puff of white smoke.Everything is so natural, with a sense of determination in the chicness.

"So it feels good to smoke while driving." He muttered, stepped on the clutch and started the car.The engine gave out a smooth and pleasant panting sound, and after two times it started to rev, and the car's body began to shake slightly.

"The idle speed is too high...old man...you don't blame me, do you?" He caressed the steering wheel, gently moved the gear lever, lifted the clutch slightly, and gave a smooth kick to the accelerator.

Don't blame me for the last sentence, even he himself doesn't know whether he is asking about this truck, his dead wife, or his son who is far away in Copper City.

He smiled, because he knew that his gentle wife had no chance to blame him, and his truck could not blame him, and his son who was far away in Tongcheng might blame him, but when his son grew up, he would definitely blame him. understand yourself.

The heavy body moved forward slowly, he turned on the headlights and honked the horn.The soldiers who came over to unload were startled for a moment, then stepped aside subconsciously.

Then they watched the truck staggeringly towards the breach.

"Drip! Drip!" The horn kept ringing, and the soldiers who were transporting sandbags turned around and saw a truck rushing towards them.

The front of the car split the river like the bow of a battleship, and the bright headlights on the front of the car made it difficult to see the appearance of the people sitting in the cab.

In the panic, people avoided instinctively. The head of the group in the distance stared at all this with wide eyes, and then subconsciously shouted: "Stop! Stop! Bastard!"

Under the gaze of the people, the car did not stop, but started to accelerate after there were no obstacles ahead.

It rushed into the rushing and raging river, and the manic waves instantly submerged the front of the car and rushed into the cab.

It only took a second for the river to cover the driver's chest, but he still stepped on the accelerator without hesitation.

I don't know what was run over, the truck bumped a bit, and then the front of the car was slightly tilted by the water, and then the carriage sank into the water.

Such a truck lay across the gap, and the water flow was immediately blocked. The surrounding soldiers reacted and quickly took this opportunity to throw more sandbags into the gap.

There were also a few soldiers wearing orange vests with good water skills who rushed into the river with ropes tied around their waists, as if they wanted to save people.

But as soon as they got there, they were washed away by the current for a long time, and they couldn't get close to the truck whose roof was invisible.

The water flow slowed down, and the sandbags could finally hold on to the body of the truck. As more sandbags were dropped, the gap was being gradually blocked.

Another truck also rushed into the water, but this time the driver was rescued because the current was much weaker.

More people started to jump into the water, and a human wall was built by relying on two trucks. The current was smaller and people could stand more stably.

The water level nearby is dropping significantly, and the river below the knee is gradually returning to the position of the calf. Although there is still a vast ocean in the distance as far as the eye can see, everything seems to be under control again.

The river was still rolling, rushing eastward.

The rain seems to be less.