Sun Xinran's decision was not difficult to understand, and many reasons could be found.
It could be said that young people had better stamina and were more energetic. They could join the construction of the new city and material production, making greater contributions to the entire country and civilization against the disaster.
It could also be said that the volunteers had contributed more.
It could even inspire more people to join the battle.
However, no matter what reason could be found.
This decision, in a sense, meant that the situation had reached a point where they had to make a choice with their lives.
For the survival of the entire race, they had to give up the old, weak, sick, and disabled.
This was something that only happened in ancient times. In modern society, it was hard to imagine.
But at this moment, it was incomparably real.
"I want to say some encouraging and comforting words, but this is a battle. This is a battlefield," Sun Xinran continued. "I can't promise the soldiers that there won't be any casualties. The only thing I can promise is the final victory!"
"Commander Sun, do you think … we will win?" Yi Mingyuan asked.
"Of course!" Sun Xinran gave an affirmative answer this time. "If it was before I came, I wouldn't be able to make such a firm promise. Because in the face of battle, most of us are just new recruits. We will be afraid and panic. But in just a few days, I have seen our growth. This is based on the truth."
"Can you be more specific?" Yi Mingyuan's spirit was slightly lifted.
The topic just now was too heavy, but his mission this time was to encourage the people of the country.
"Many old people support our decision. They want to give a safer opportunity to their children." Sun Xinran did not use a very emotional tone to talk about this matter. He even emphasized, "What I am saying now can be heard by the entire Shanhu City. If this is a lie, it will be easily exposed!"
Although the purpose was to encourage propaganda.
But Sun Xinran did not need to spread lies.
He only needed to emphasize some facts.
The human heart would not be so selfless that it would be willing to sacrifice itself for others, but it would give everything for the person it loved the most. And the love parents had for their children was the simplest, most sincere, and most common love in this society and civilization.
The bullet screen, which was originally silent, gradually became more active at this time.
"Parents' love is the greatest!"
"I believe this is the truth!"
"My dad just told me to sign up as a volunteer and go to the safest place so that I don't have to worry about him …"
"I won't go to level one. Even if I die, I want to be with my parents."
"I burst into tears."
"If that day really comes, at the very least, I want my child to survive."
“.....”
Most of the people who were watching the live broadcast were with their families and parents.
Not many people would question it.
This was because they could imagine the scene that Sun Xinran had described.
They could also imagine the answer their parents would give.
However, it was this kind of love that seemed to be taken for granted that resonated with most people.
And this similar feeling would become the hub that united people, giving them the courage to fight against the disaster.
Many people like Hu Jianmu, who were not by their parents' side, could not help but call their parents at this moment to express their feelings that they would not normally talk about.
"I believe it's not a lie!" Yi Mingyuan's tone was also moved. "I also believe that we will definitely win the final victory. Even if it's for the sake of our loved ones and those who love us, we will definitely win!"
"See, now you have confidence too," Sun Xinran said.
His last mission was actually to convey his confidence to everyone.
But in his opinion.
It was not difficult to complete this mission.
He just had to express his confidence.
"Each of us has courage that we can't even imagine …" Sun Xinran continued to narrate.
He talked about the small stories that he encountered and saw in the process of fighting against the disaster.
He even asked Yi Mingyuan to connect to some ordinary people in the city through the live broadcast.
There were old people who stayed with their wives and faced everything calmly.
There were also soldiers who shouldered heavy burdens and swore to protect food with their lives.
There were also volunteers who stayed in the safest place but were full of worry for their parents.
These people were not without fear.
However, besides fear, they showed courage.
Just like the small stories in the previous great migration, small people and small stories could move people's hearts the most because everyone could see their own shadow in them.
In such an atmosphere, the bullet screen became denser and denser. People encouraged each other, feeling the strength of unity and the courage that came from everyone.
However, the hurricane began.
Everyone could hear the whistling sound of the hurricane rising in a short period of time, as if a ferocious beast was roaring in their ears. Even the sound of debris hitting the wall became dense and violent.
Many people couldn't help but hold their breaths.
Although there were already some videos of the hurricane in the west on the Internet.
But now, they could feel the indescribable tension in their hearts more.
Because in the current disaster, they were their compatriots who had fought hard, and they would soon face such a battle!
"It's 11: 20 now." Yi Mingyuan said to the camera, "We just received news that the hurricane has formed. It is expected that it will gradually reach its highest wind speed in the next eight hours, and it may reach a speed of nearly 60 meters per second."
The initial speed of an ordinary bullet could easily exceed the speed of sound.
Shooting at concrete could create a hole in it.
However, the impact of this wind speed was continuous.
Not to mention the endless gravel and debris.
If a large object such as a car was swept up by the hurricane and then slammed over at this speed, ordinary houses would not be able to withstand it.
And at this moment.
On the live broadcast screen.
Suddenly, a map appeared.
It was a map of Lake Mountain City.
The color of the entire map was grayish-white, and it was covered with small dots that emitted light. At a rough glance, there were thousands of them.
Even if Yi Mingyuan did not say anything, people had already guessed what this map and these small dots meant!
Every dot was a difficulty to avoid!
It was the lives of thousands of people!
And Shen Yi, who was also watching this scene, frowned slightly.
The previous encouragement was done well.
People needed this kind of encouragement.
However, this kind of direct announcement of the specific casualties, in his opinion, was a little dangerous.
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