"Hurry! Hurry! Speed up!"
"One, two, three! Up!"
The rain was so heavy. The young figures were busy in the rain. Their hands and feet had long been soaked by the rain until their skin was wrinkled and white. Their entire bodies were like a walking watering machine.
At five in the morning, the 15,000 sandbags were finally carried over. They guarded the bank tightly. At this moment, all the students were so tired that they didn't have the energy to take another step.
Ye Jian leaned on Xia Jinyuan's shoulder. She was so tired that she didn't want to talk anymore.
The two of them carried many sandbags together tonight. In the end, Ye Jian avoided Xia Jinyuan so that he wouldn't help her anymore. She was afraid that he would collapse from exhaustion.
The students all sat on the ground and leaned against each other. Under such fatigue, they still remembered that they had to form a formation and not lean against each other.
