Follow the army to the island, the rebellious male protagonist was led by me to counterattack

Chapter 109 The Rain Stopped

The power of the torrent carries a destructive madness.

In the flood, Wen Cheng'an chose to go upstream against the current, while Zhao Tian on the bank tightly wrapped a rope around his body, biting his teeth until they bled and his veins bulged.

"Get up here, you son of a bitch!"

Fighting the flood single-handedly, Zhao Tian's fingers sank deep into the mud, his legs kicked and thrashed, the rope digging into his skin, leaving him a bloody mess.

"Come up!"

With Zhao Tian pulling him desperately, Wen Cheng'an finally swam to the shore and immediately handed the child in his arms to Zhao Tian.

Zhao Tian took the child with trembling hands.

"Brother—Go—Wen Cheng'an!"

A thick piece of driftwood rushed down and smashed towards Wen Chengan's head.

Zhao Tian threw the child to his comrade who had run down, and without thinking of anything else, grabbed the rope with both hands. The rough hemp rope was quickly pulled downwards, and Zhao Tian roared to the sky.

"what---"

The flesh and blood in his palm were taken away, the hemp rope was stained red, and the mud under Zhao Tian's feet suddenly loosened.

With a thud, Zhao Tian fell down.

"Zhao Tian!"

"Rescue!"

Three comrades rushed over; one was carrying a child, while the other two ran downhill desperately, trying to intercept them.

Even if it meant two lives for one, even if it meant death, it couldn't stop them from watching their comrades disappear before their eyes.

After being knocked unconscious for a moment, Wen Cheng'an struggled to stay conscious, and the pulling sensation of the rope around his waist made him realize that something was wrong.

"Zhao Tian—cough cough—"

Wen Chengan grabbed the rope and tried to pull Zhao Tian up in the raging flood.

The floodwaters were flowing so fast that Wen Chengan and Zhao Tianquan were swept away by the mud and sand.

The two could only try to maintain their balance and breathe.

With a snap, the rope between the two suddenly taut.

A huge rock caught the rope between Wen Chengan and Zhao Tian.

"Hahaha! My life isn't meant to end here!"

Zhao Tian still had time to joke, but the next second neither of them could laugh anymore.

The thunderous sound of water crashing onto the ground made Wen Cheng'an and Zhao Tian realize that there was a precipice below.

"Get up!"

Zhao Tian shouted at Wen Cheng'an, who shook his head and pointed at the stone, shouting, "You go up first!"

Zhao Tian revealed a nonchalant smile.

"I can't get up there!"

Zhao Tian pointed at the floodwaters and shouted with a grin, "I've got something stuck in my leg, I can't get up there. Don't dawdle, I'm the platoon leader, I obey orders!"

"Get up there, you son of a bitch!"

Wen Cheng'an was conflicted, distressed, and struggling to breathe.

"Get the hell up there and get Wen Cheng'an!"

Under Zhao Tian's roar, Wen Cheng'an no longer hesitated and climbed onto the big rock.

Wen Cheng'an climbed up, gripped the rope with both hands, and pulled hard, his mind focused on only one thing: pulling Zhao Tian up.

Zhao Tian cooperated and exerted his strength.

Comrades who had rushed over from the shore also arrived, throwing lifebuoys down. Zhao Tian tried to grab them several times, but failed.

"Wen Cheng'an, you better serve in the army properly, you hear me!"

Wen Cheng'an, who was pulling the rope, suddenly looked up and saw Zhao Tian giving him an informal salute.

"Zhao Tian—No!"

The rope suddenly snapped, Zhao Tian's smile vanished instantly, and he was swept down the cliff by the torrent.

"Zhao Tian!"

With a roar, Wen Cheng'an jumped into the floodwaters without hesitation. He was a good swimmer, he could do it! He definitely could!
Wen Cheng'an jumped into the torrent and rushed towards Zhao Tian. The two disappeared into the torrent and below the cliff in the blink of an eye.

"Wen Cheng'an!"

"Zhao Tian!"

The soldiers on the shore were anxious and heartbroken. Just then, a figure rushed over.

"Go downstream to pick them up!"

Shi Xia leaped off the cliff.

The supernatural ability was immediately activated, searching for Wen Cheng'an and Zhao Tian.

The supernatural ability to break through and rebuild quickly located Wen Cheng'an, who was trying to regain his balance and emerge from the water. There was no immediate danger.

Shi Xia quickly moved on, continuing her search for Zhao Tian.

The person was found quickly, but Zhao Tian was not in good condition.

A sharp wooden stick, as thick as an arm, pierced through his thigh. He was like a broken doll, submerged underwater, devoid of self-awareness, drifting with the current.

Shi Xia used her supernatural abilities to quickly lift Zhao Tian upwards, slowing him down.

She swam over quickly, just as Wen Cheng'an struggled to emerge from the water.

"Tokika!"

"Rescue!"

Without time for pleasantries, the two quickly swam towards Zhao Tian, ​​whose figure was already visible.

The two men worked together to bring Zhao Tian ashore, where soldiers who had come down from upstream also arrived.

With combined efforts from both the shore and underwater, Zhao Tian was brought ashore.

The injury on his leg made everyone gasp; it was too severe!
"Send him to the army doctor!"

"Quickly, be careful!"

Zhao Tian was carried away by his comrades. Wen Chengan clenched his fists and took a deep breath.

"I'm going to the rescue."

He chose to continue.

He looked at Shi Xia, whom he had been longing for, and for a moment he felt like crying.

He thought he would never see her again.

"Still have strength?"

"Have!"

Shi Xia nodded to Wen Cheng'an.

"Let's go then."

The two continued to participate in the rescue operation together.

Time is no longer specific at this moment; no one knows how much time has passed. There is only one thought in their minds: save one more, save one more.

Shi Xia and Wen Cheng'an were captured by Battalion Commander Cheng and taken back to the temporary camp. They drank ginger soup and ate steamed buns.

"You two must rest for at least an hour."

After Battalion Commander Cheng finished speaking, he specifically looked at Shi Xia.

"I know you're not one of my soldiers, but if you don't listen to me, I won't apply for any personal honors for you, and all your hard work today will have been for nothing!"

Shi Xia was stunned.

Isn't this familiar threatening tone her signature style?

"I've been wanting to rest for a long time. I saved 48 people, don't get the number wrong."

Shi Xia's words made Battalion Commander Cheng smile helplessly. He decided not to disturb their rest any longer, as he still had a lot to do.

"It's drinkable now."

Wen Cheng'an handed the ginger tea to Shi Xia, finally having time to ask her why she was there.

“I came to find a traditional Chinese medicine doctor to treat my grandfather’s ears. They were upstream and encountered a flash flood.”

Wen Cheng'an stared at Shi Xia, whose head was covered in filth and leaves.

He reached out his hand, but Shi Xia dodged it.

"leaf."

"Oh--"

Shi Xia stopped moving, so Wen Cheng'an took the leaves off and threw them aside.

Both of them were exhausted and hungry, so they didn't say anything more and made the most of the time to eat and rest.

Wen Chengan sat to Shi Xia's right, shielding her from much of the rain and wind.

In a daze, Shi Xia leaned against Wen Cheng'an, the warmth of his breath calming her restless sleep.

They didn't know how long they had slept, but they were awakened by a clap of thunder.

Shi Xia stood up and asked Wen Cheng'an, "Do you still have the strength?"

"Have!"

Wen Cheng'an pulled Shi Xia's hand and stood up; the warm touch gave him strength.

The two exchanged a smile and said in unison, "Save them!"

They left the temporary camp and continued their search and rescue mission.

The rain lasted all day, and finally stopped as night fell.

The moment the rain stopped, everyone cheered.