Zheng Ren and Su Yun were both stunned.
The Tangshan earthquake had a magnitude of 7.8 on the Richter scale. This time … it was actually 8.0 …
According to what he sensed just now, the epicenter of the epicenter was quite far away from the imperial capital.
Zheng Ren frowned. He did not know if the emergency medicine and equipment would be distributed on time. If he didn't have anything, he wouldn't be able to do anything if he just went in to be a doctor.
However, Zheng Ren could not care less about these things.
Let's go together. We'll find a way when we get to the mountain.
Soon, more than a hundred people boarded.
Finally, a middle-aged man in his forties wearing camouflage clothing boarded the plane with a few well-dressed and beautiful men and women.
The men and women next to the military officer were panting heavily with their rifles on their backs. It was obvious that they were a small group of people from the TV station who had received a temporary mission.
They didn't wait long after boarding the plane. The plane immediately received the signal from the control tower and began to taxi.
Before they could even catch their breath, the people from the TV station started to turn on their cameras and record the video.
For the later generations, this information was very precious.
However, for the doctors who were on the plane at this moment, waiting to rush to the frontline, this information would only bring some remembrance to their families if they died at the frontline.
Zheng Ren looked out the window, a strong sense of uneasiness and apprehension in his heart.
There was an earthquake in Western Sichuan. The tremors were strong. The communication base was severely damaged and communication was cut off. The exact number of casualties was unknown, as was the exact situation.
He did not know anything. The only thing he knew was that there were serious casualties among the people and they urgently needed help.
Zheng Ren did not understand the Bar Star flower on the middle-aged officer's shoulder. He only knew that he was temporarily in charge of transporting medical personnel to the frontline for rescue.
He stood at the very front and began to mobilize the troops before the battle. He also explained the known situation.
After hearing the situation, the guessing voices quieted down. Everyone was anxious and fearful.
In the face of the power of nature, everyone was insignificant and insignificant.
Moreover, the magnitude of 8.0 was even stronger than the Tangshan earthquake.
Most of them had never experienced an earthquake before. In fact, none of them had ever experienced one personally. All the impressions came from the Tangshan earthquake many years ago.
Danger.
It was extremely dangerous.
However, the more dangerous it was, the more they needed this group of special doctors dressed in military uniforms to rescue them.
Even though he was nervous, he couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart.
Knowing that it was dangerous, most people began to close their eyes and rest. A few people were still whispering to each other to pass the lonely journey.
Thirty minutes later, the officer appeared again. He received contact from the control tower, saying that there were continuous aftershocks in Chengdu, and the current number of casualties was still rising.
All the roads leading to the epicenter of the earthquake had been destroyed and were impassable.
After briefly explaining the earlier information, he had nothing more to say. At this moment, saying anything was unnecessary.
Soon, the crew began to distribute white paper. There were very few pens, so everyone took turns using them.
"Oh, is this a suicide note?" Su Yun's head was slightly lowered, and he raised his eyes to see the scene through the black hair on his forehead.
From the looks of it, it was really dangerous. Otherwise, they wouldn't have asked the rescue personnel to leave their last words on the plane.
Zhao Yunlong's expression was somewhat unsightly. His thick fingers gripped the piece of paper tightly. No one knew what he was thinking.
Su Yun pretended not to care. He nudged Zheng Ren and said, "Boss, what do you want to write for Little Yiren?"
"Just write something. Who knows?" Zheng Ren was also a little flustered, but he did not regret it. He was just a little scared.
Faced with the unknown of life and death, no one could face it calmly. If there were really people who pretended not to care, they would probably pee their pants when faced with it.
Fear was deeply rooted in the human heart. A true warrior was not without fear, but fear. However, they still had to face danger and fear and go against the current.
"I have nothing to write." Su Yun blew, and the black hair on his forehead fluttered. "As long as I'm alive, it's fine. If I die, I'm the only child in my family. Do I want my parents to look at my suicide note every day and cry? Thoughts, bullsh * t thoughts. "
"Okay." Zheng Ren nodded gloomily. "I think I still have to write something. If there's really any danger, I won't feel regretful that I didn't say a lot of things to her."
"You speak as if you know what you want to write," Su Yun said disdainfully.
The nervous atmosphere was contagious. After graduating from the military medical school, the impression in the minds of this group of young doctors was that as long as they left a suicide note, their life and death would really be unknown.
Nervousness, a little panic, and the handwriting was distorted.
There were many things they wanted to say, but they did not know how to say them.
At the thought of their own death and the grief of their family members, some people secretly wiped away their tears, not wanting others to see their cowardice.
"Boss, tell me, how good would it be if you stayed behind to do the Nobel Prize," Su Yun said softly.
"Nurture an army for a thousand days, use it for a moment," Zheng Ren said. "The Nobel Prize is really not important. You always think that I'm pretending, but this is what I think in my heart."
"You're really useless." Su Yun was not criticizing Zheng Ren. There was some regret in his tone. "I've always thought that I would definitely win the Nobel Prize since I was young. Otherwise, why do you think I learned Swedish?"
"Yes, I also thought that you would definitely do it."
"Actually, when the professor asked what I would do if I couldn't come back, I hesitated for a moment." Su Yun rarely confessed his hesitation. "Yes, I can't go back. I didn't even win the Nobel Prize and I died. I really can't accept it."
"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded very seriously.
"You're really boring. Don't you know how to comfort me at a time like this?" Su Yun said disdainfully, "It's been hard on you, Little Yiren. It's really boring to be with a blockhead like you."
"It's alright," Zheng Ren said. "I'll be honest. I've read some reports. It's said that the aftershocks after the earthquake are also very high. Western Sichuan is full of mountains. If a large rock falls, the person will be gone. "
"Hey, don't you know how to say something auspicious?" Su Yun was angry.
"I'll be honest," Zheng Ren said. "Why don't you stay at the back and wait for the injured in front to be transported back? That way, you can use your rich clinical experience in the ICU."
"And then I'll be laughed at by you for the rest of my life? Don't even think about it. "Su Yun closed his eyes." I don't know if the insurance company will compensate for this kind of personal accident. "
Su Yun used words to dispel the uneasiness in his heart. Zhao Yunlong sat upright at the side and did not say a word.
Zheng Ren closed his eyes and recuperated.
After a while, a pen and a few pieces of paper were passed over.
"I don't need it. You write it." Su Yun handed the pen to Zheng Ren. "Boss, let me take a look at the love letter you wrote to Little Yiren. If you really can't come back, I can still say a few words to you before I drink Meng Po's soup."
Zheng Ren smiled. His smile was stiff.
He held the pen and paused for a moment. Then, he wrote his name on the A4 paper and the words to give the letter to Xie Yiren.
Yiren,
We are shocked to hear about the national disaster. It is reported that there are continuous aftershocks in Chengdu. The mountains in the earthquake have collapsed and the roads have been destroyed. The earthquake relief is difficult to predict.
If I'm lucky, I will come back to see you. If I'm unlucky, I will die on the battlefield and die in the wilderness. In the future, when the earthquake is victorious and you are in Western Sichuan, if there is a sea of trees and waves like mountains, then I will come to see you.
Sincerely.
Zheng Ren.
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The suicide note was written by Old General Guo Huairu at the front line of the Anti-Japanese War. My eight thousand soldiers were killed or wounded … Salute!
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