In Wolf Fang, I Became the Godfather of Special Forces

My heart aches as if it's being cut by a knife.

How is he supposed to explain this to the child's parents?

A perfectly healthy person was handed over to the country, into his hands, and how could he just disappear like that?

He is truly a sinner!

At this moment, the division commander, who was unable to support himself, also arrived with the help of the police officers.

He looked at the little tiger on the ground, his facial muscles trembling with grief.

He slowly and laboriously squatted down and gently wiped the mud off Xiao Hu's face with his hands.

His voice trembled as he said, "Good child, you're a good child, I'm so sorry..."

"Rest in peace. I will make proper arrangements for your family. The country has failed you in this life, but in the next life, I will give you a stable, prosperous, and strong motherland."

The police officers standing by were also in tears; Xiao Hu's death was something they hadn't expected.

But now is not the time to be sad. For the sake of the people in the city behind them, they must put aside their grief and focus on flood control.

"Commander, don't be too sad. Life is unpredictable. What we need to do now is to build a flood control line. We don't have much time left."

How could the division commander not understand what the police officer was saying?

He helped Xiao Hu wipe his face clean before slowly standing up.

"Send him down. He's our little hero. Once his family arrives, make sure they're settled in properly."

"Everyone else, disperse! Let's hurry and build the second line of defense! The torrential rain is coming soon. We must turn our grief and anger into strength and work together with our fallen comrades to protect the people behind us!"

"Remember! If we fail to complete the second line of defense within the stipulated time, we will lose not only a comrade-in-arms, but also millions of ordinary people!"

"So no matter what, we must win this battle! Do you understand?!"

"Listen clearly!"

Everyone shouted back at the top of their lungs.

Even though she was still saddened by Xiaohu's situation, and even though she was afraid that she might suddenly collapse like Xiaohu.

But no one backed down; they continued to charge forward with all their might.

Two hours later, the rain gradually intensified.

The water level is rising rapidly, but the second flood control line is still 20 centimeters short.

The soldiers' physical strength had reached its limit. They had been fighting continuously for so long and had been submerged in floodwaters. Even the strongest men would eventually give out.

But they couldn't give up; they had to grit their teeth and build the last twenty centimeters of flood control line.

Each person is sustained by their inner willpower; they fall down, get up again, and continue to charge forward with sandbags on their backs.

The rain grew heavier and heavier, as if the sky had a gaping hole, with torrential rain pouring down from the heavens, and it was impossible to tell when it would stop.

But for the sake of the people in the city behind them, and to protect the homes and land in the middle and lower reaches of the river, everyone fought desperately.

At this point, they could no longer feel the pain; their strong willpower and unwavering belief made them forget all the physical discomfort.

They are racing against nature, racing against the flood.

Rumbling--

Golden lightning flashed across the dark clouds, and a deafening clap of thunder made everyone's eardrums ache.

slam-la-

The torrential rain still came, and the wind was so strong that the soldiers could hardly stand.

The rain lashed down on their faces and bodies.

They could barely see what was in front of them and were groping their way through the floodwaters entirely by memory.

The height of the second flood control line is also getting higher and higher.

80 centimeters

90 centimeters

One meter!

Finally, when the floodwaters rose to the same level as the first flood control line, the second flood control line was quickly built.

They have won once again! In this battle against nature, the People's Liberation Army has triumphed once more!

"Commander! The rain is too heavy. Let the soldiers come down and rest for a while!"

"After being soaked in the rain for so long, even an iron man would be ruined. We already have a painful precedent; we absolutely cannot let any more soldiers sacrifice their lives!"

The regimental commander braved the wind and rain to speak to the division commander.

"The order is given: half of each shift will remain on the dam, and the other half will go down to rest!"

"We'll take turns on duty, taking turns to rest and replenish our energy!"

After a moment's thought, the division commander issued the order.

"Yes, sir!" Upon receiving the order, the regimental commander immediately went to relay it.

Qin Chuan wanted to stay and guard the dam, but he was forced to leave to rest.

Because he carried four sandbags throughout the entire process, he was almost twice as fast as the others.

The others were afraid something might happen to him, so they insisted that he leave no matter what.

Qin Chuan had no choice but to obey orders.

When he led the way to the rest area at the back, Wang Xiaohu's parents arrived just then.

Both of them were dressed very simply, even somewhat worn, clearly from peasant backgrounds.

Wang Xiaohu's mother's eyes were bloodshot, her face was haggard, and her voice had long since become hoarse; she must have cried her way here.

Although his father was also grieving, he remained strong and helped Wang Xiaohu's mother to Wang Xiaohu's body.

Wang Xiaohu's mother tremblingly lifted the white cloth covering Wang Xiaohu. When she saw that familiar face, she let out a scream.

"My son!"

This cry made everyone present feel a pang of anxiety.

The atmosphere was incredibly heavy and sorrowful. Wang Xiaohu's mother collapsed onto him, weeping uncontrollably.

"My son! How could you be so heartless! You're gone, how am I supposed to live!"

Wang Xiaohu's father hugged his wife tightly, his face also streaked with tears.

Although he didn't wail, his emotions were no better than Wang Xiaohu's mother's.

Wang Xiaohu's regimental commander stood aside, tears streaming down his face.

He wanted to comfort Wang Xiaohu's parents, but seeing how heartbroken they were, he couldn't utter a single word.

He has let them down!

They had no face to ask Wang Xiaohu's parents for forgiveness.

After crying for a while, Wang Xiaohu's mother fainted from grief.

"Quickly! Call the army medic!"

The group quickly lifted her onto the bed and then called the army doctor for treatment.

Wang Xiaohu has already sacrificed himself; they can't afford to let anything happen to his parents.

Wang Xiaohu's mother was not seriously injured; she simply fainted due to excessive grief.

The group settled her in a nearby tent, while Wang Xiaohu's father sorted through Wang Xiaohu's belongings.

The regimental commander, along with Wang Xiaohu's platoon leader and squad leader, silently helped out from the sidelines. No one spoke, nor did they know what to say.

Any words seem so pale and powerless at this moment.

Wang Xiaohu's parents were late in life, having him when they were nearly forty.

They originally thought that once Wang Xiaohu retired from the army, they could enjoy a peaceful and happy family life.

But then came devastating news, forcing them to bury their child.

The division commander, supported by the police officers, entered the tent. Upon seeing Wang Xiaohu's father, his eyes instantly welled up with tears.

"Uncle, this is our division commander."

When the regimental commander saw the division commander arrive, he quickly introduced Wang Xiaohu's father.

Wang Xiaohu's father hurriedly put down what he was holding, straightened up abruptly, and saluted the teacher.

"Hello, Chief!"

From the way Wang Xiaohu’s father saluted and his gestures, the division commander could tell at a glance that he had been a soldier.

His heart ached even more. He rushed to Wang Xiaohu's father's side, took his hand tightly, and said with deep remorse, "Old comrade, I'm so sorry! I failed to protect your child, and he sacrificed his life at such a young age. I've truly failed as a division commander!"

Upon hearing his teacher's words of self-reproach, Wang Xiaohu's father once again burst into tears.

"No, no, sir, this is not your fault. It can only be said that my child was destined to suffer this calamity. It is God's will to take him away. No one can be blamed."

“I also have a military background, and I know the responsibilities of soldiers. Although my child is gone, his spirit lives on.”

“I’m proud of him. My son hasn’t disgraced the Wang family! He’s more successful than me, his father!”

The division commander was deeply moved by Wang Xiaohu's father's words, and the tears he had been trying so hard to hold back could no longer be contained and fell.

He was about the same age as Wang Xiaohu's father, and perhaps because of the understanding between peers, he was able to empathize with Wang Xiaohu's father more and more.

"Old comrade, your son is outstanding! He's our hero! We should all learn from him!"

"You and his mother are both families of martyrs. The army and the country will definitely not treat you unfairly and will take good care of you for Xiaohu."

"Otherwise, he would be heartbroken in heaven."

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaohu's father waved his hands repeatedly, refusing, "Absolutely not! My wife and I are able-bodied and can do our jobs. We don't need government subsidies or care."

"You should leave all of these to those who need them. Don't let my age fool you, I'm almost sixty and I'm still very healthy."