Chapter 2

Zhao fan sighed in his heart. The top leader of the department really had a grudge against him. He specially took care of him to come to such a place. At the moment, his inner pants are wet, and there is no dry place all over his body.

The female colleague next to him is also wet at the moment. She can vaguely see the black bra under the white shirt, but Zhao fan doesn't want to appreciate these at the moment.

At this time, Feng Hui walked forward in the face of the rainstorm. His voice was loud and penetrating. He threw his voice on the ground and said: "villagers, I am Feng Hui, Secretary General of Xihua City Secretary Department. This Xijiang town is not only your home, but also my home."

"I know you don't want to leave, but this is a natural disaster. We can't resist it. Now let you evacuate to ensure your life safety."

"On behalf of the government, I can assure you that when the flood is over, the government will help you rebuild your homes!"

Looking at these desperate faces, Feng Hui can understand their feelings. Xijiang town is his hometown. He went out from here and went to today step by step. He could have been transferred to the provincial capital to make further progress, but he chose to come to Xihua City, because Xijiang town is his heart disease.

He has repeatedly asked his superiors to reorganize the Xijiang River and increase the dam, but he failed every time. After all, this is a big project. Once it is started, it needs hundreds of millions of funds. The superior leaders always say to consider it. Now looking at the victims of these natural disasters, Feng Hui's heart is dripping blood!

"It's secretary general Feng, a big man going out of Xijiang town!"

"So what? After leaving Xijiang Town, where can we go? "

"I'm not going! The chickens, ducks, cattle and sheep at home have not been rescued. That's the only valuable thing in the family. If they are all drowned, I won't die! "

“……”

Many people beat their chests and feet, were excited, and the scene was particularly chaotic. Hundreds of people were shouting. The situation was becoming more and more serious, which not only shook the morale of the army, but also affected the progress of the dam reinforcement project.

"Secretary General Feng, you are the official who went out of Xijiang town and our relatives. Help us!"

"Yes, help us and save all the valuable things in the family. We must obey the arrangement of the organization."

“……”

Feng Hui's heart was broken by his desperate faces and pleading. In particular, an old man knelt down and kowtowed to him directly in the distance, followed by the second and third.

This scene makes Zhao fan sad. What did these people do wrong? God wants to punish them like this?

Feng Hui made a quick decision and quickly left the team. He quickly went to the old man and bent down to help him up. The accompanying people quickly went up and helped the kneeling people. At this time, Feng Hui's scalp was numb and his hair stood upright. A great force came from his waist and pushed him hard!

Due to the chaotic scene, crowded crowd and torrential rain, Feng Hui stumbled before he could react. He immediately fell on the muddy dam. He just wanted to get up. Who knows that his feet slipped and slid down the dam.

"No, the Secretary General fell into the river!"

"God, something big has happened. What can I do?"

“……”

With wind and rain and raging waves, the Xijiang River has long lost its usual clear and quiet weather, but exposed its fangs. The undercurrent is turbulent and the waves are churning. Feng HUICAI was swallowed as soon as he fell into the water. In a few seconds, he has been rushed out for seven or eight meters.

Feng Hui can swim, but this is not a gentle swimming pool, but a raging river. He just swam twice. There was a severe pain in his lower leg. He had a cramp!

His clothes became heavier and heavier, like a spider's web. Feng Hui wanted to breathe, but the muddy river water poured into his mouth and nose, choking him almost fainted.

I'm afraid I can't escape this robbery. Feng Hui is afraid. Who can take it calmly in the face of death?

"Hurry to save people!"

The mayor shouted anxiously on the dam. For a moment, no one around dared to say a word. Looking at the raging river, who dared to jump in? Isn't that looking for death?

"I'll come!" At this time, Zhao fan stood up, took off his clothes and trousers, and said to the town: "inform the fishing team, hurry!"

Since Secretary General Feng fell into Xijiang, in fact, it has only taken more than ten seconds. Zhao fan has made a decisive decision because a fire has burned in his chest.

He thought of the dream last night. To be exact, it was not a dream. It was a mirror. He probably saw his future, ordinary life, so mediocre and old.

He knows that he has no background and no backstage. If he wants to take a step up, he doesn't know what year and month to wait, but there is an opportunity in front of him. He knows that the outcome of diving to save people is likely to be a narrow escape, but some things are dangerous and often accompanied by opportunities, isn't it?

For Zhao fan, this is an opportunity. He is unwilling to be ordinary and do not want to spend his life as mediocre as in his dream, so he decided to use his life to make a progress!

It's crazy, isn't it?

You know, in this turbulent torrent, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream to save others, but Zhao fan did so without hesitation!

"Poop!"

Zhao fan ran up for two steps and jumped down. The chilly chill made his scalp numb. He took a deep breath and hurried down the river quickly.

Zhao fan dared to enter the water because he participated in the school swimming team in college and won a good place in the competition. This is one of his three hobbies.

Unfortunately, the imagination is too rich and the reality is too bone feeling. Zhao fan regrets that he has only swam four or five meters. The undercurrent is too turbulent and the manpower is too small. Only by following the waves can he have a glimmer of vitality. If he plays with the angry waves, the outcome must be swallowed up.

There is no regret medicine in the world. Now Zhao fan has no way out. Now that his head is hot, he has to go ahead bravely. After a look, Feng Hui is struggling seven or eight meters downstream. From time to time, he is slapped into the water by angry waves. It seems that he has not lasted long.

Although it was not a long time, Zhao fan had drunk several mouthfuls of muddy river water, which was very different from the swimming competition. When he was close to Feng Hui, Zhao fan had almost lost his strength, and Feng Hui was dying, and he was almost sinking into the water.

Zhao fan changed to the backstroke position, with one hand around Feng Hui's waist and one hand holding his chin, he surfaced and tried to swim over the bank.

Listening to the surprise cheers from the shore, Zhao fan was not happy. Just for a short distance, he had drunk a lot of saliva, and felt that his strength was disappearing a little, and he was almost unable to support it.

Zhao fan bit his teeth and moved slowly beyond the bank. At the moment, Feng Hui has lost consciousness and needs to go ashore for rescue as soon as possible. Eight meters, seven meters, six meters... No one can realize how much courage it takes to save people in the flood. At this moment, Zhao fan even felt that he might not be able to swim.

"Go on!"

At this time, the mayor threw out a rope, and Zhao fan caught it quickly. This is probably the last straw. Soon, Zhao fan and Feng Hui were slowly pulled to the shore.

Saved!