"Bridge"
In the early morning, heavy rain fell from the sky, and floods roared from the valley.
People on the construction site woke up from their sleep, hurriedly climbed out of bed, and stepped into the water with their feet. Someone shouted in panic: "The flash flood is coming! Run!!"
More than a hundred people ran south desperately, but the flood water more than two feet high had spread on the road, and people were helpless. He ran back desperately.
The south side has been blocked. There was no road in the east-west direction, and now only the narrow wooden bridge on the back is left.
The crazy flood was approaching, and people ran to the wooden bridge with all their strength. At this time, they found their party branch secretary standing in front of the wooden bridge without saying a word, staring at the chaotic crowd, which looked like a big mountain.
This old man, who will retire soon, shouted in his hoarse voice: "Don't crowd, line up, party members at the back!"
In the crowd There were complaints: "Party members are human beings too!" "This is not making a movie!" The old man said resolutely, "You can quit the party and sign up here."
The crowd fell silent instantly, and people quickly formed a line. The bridge of order.
The old man suddenly dragged a young man out of the team and angrily shouted: "Are you still a party member?! You are the last to leave!"
The young man gritted his teeth and looked at the old man angrily.
The water was getting higher and higher and had climbed up to the old man's chest. The young man pushed the old man and said, "You go first." The old man pushed him back. At this time, the wooden bridge suddenly collapse.
Five days later, the flood slowly receded, and an old lady, leaning on a cane, came here to pay homage to her son and husband.