C546 A Great Challenge

"Tomorrow, be careful, be careful. . . " Huang Guzhu shouted anxiously and reached out his hands to catch Zhao Xiaoming.

Zhao Xiaoming was as fat as a ball. He rolled down in an instant.

Xiao Qiangbing saw clearly that this guy had rolled down and was still hugging his head.

It wasn't just him who had rolled down. Zhou Qian followed after him.

This made Xiao Qiangbing happy. He wasn't worried at all. The sand had been properly watered. He had confidence in himself, so it was impossible for him to collapse.

When Zhou Qian rolled down, she instinctively stomped on the ground and jumped down professionally. She was much faster than Xiao Ming. The moment she stretched out her hand, Zhao Xiaoming hugged her and rolled down.

The two of them rolled together. Zhao Xiaoming hugged Zhou Qian. At that moment, the feeling. . . Tsk tsk. I can't say. . .

Huang Genzhu took a big stride and jumped over. He quickly looked at the side of the sandpit to prevent it from collapsing again. He found the right position and stretched out his leg to stop the two of them.

"Ming'er, are you alright? Did you break it? You're the team's expert now. Don't break it. " Zhou Qian said worriedly. She was still covered in sand, so she asked Zhao Xiaoming anxiously.

"Oh my, my ass. I think I fell into four pieces. My arm is dislocated. " Zhao Xiaoming said worriedly, his face full of pain.

Zhou Qian went up to check on him again. She pressed on his arm again, making him extremely angry.

Huang Guzhu walked up the wooden ladder in a few steps and arrived in front of Xiao Qiangbing. He said with lingering fear:

"Qiangzi, don't let anything happen to you. If something happens to you, people will laugh at you. Our plan will be ruined. "

Xiao Qiang Bing naturally understood what he meant. Before the incident, they placed safety first, and there were still a few ropes placed beside them, ready to take emergency risks at any time.

"Oh, Huang, go to work. It's time to raise the flag pole. The three @ triangular frame is ready. On the wooden fork, Little Ming. . . "Xiao Qiangbing arranged the work. When he talked about Zhao Xiaoming, he actually laughed.

Just now, Zhao Xiaoming was standing at the side and bringing Zhou Qian to fetch water. This fellow's weight was beyond standard and he was chubby. When he stepped to the side, he saw that there was a situation with the sand. It looked like it was about to collapse.

Zhou Qian anxiously came over to hug him. When the smell of perfume came over, Zhao Xiaoming immediately thought of Dina. Her skin was like that of a porcelain doll. That little barbarian @ waist. . .

These two girls had two typical styles. Their bodies were hard, and Dina and Zhou Qian's muscles were all made from training clothes.

It turned out that this guy was fat and afraid of being carried down by the girls. Huang Yuanzhu should have been laughing maniacally. This guy said calmly, "Women are the source of trouble. Stay away from them. "

Next, the tripod and fork went up.

This was naturally the result of Xiao Qiangbing's thoughts over the past few days. There were originally very few tools. No matter how careless Geng Quan and the others were, they did not think of this at all. It could be considered innovation.

These innovations were also the most crucial from time to time. The flagpole test subjects were erected with great difficulty. The yellow root pillar and Li Meng pointed the large plastic pipe at the middle of the cement block below. They turned around to look at the other end of the plastic pipe and cautiously gave Xiao Qiangbing a thumbs up.

"Qiangzi, it's done. "

Now that the sand had not collapsed, the test subject had been erected. The two layers of shelves had found a way to water cement from a long distance. Xiao Qiangbing did not hesitate. He looked back at the direction of the camp and decisively said, "Wu Dalong, Song Bo, push the flagpole over. "

These cookhouse workers were all anxious. Once they heard that it would work, they quickly went to the warehouse to lift the magnificent flagpole and steadily came over.

Seeing these people's nervous and serious expressions, Xiao Qianbing raised his head to look at the blue sky and in the direction of the Northeast motherland. His voice was sacred:

"We are going to erect the flagpole. We are about to build the most magnificent flag square on the North American land. Let the red flag rise up here, it is majestic and majestic. . . "

The flagpole is extremely solid, and it is not light either. It is the most standard flag in the country. When we choose this flag, several departments of the country will review it. These guys are working with a sacred mood, how can they dare to be careless.

The yellow root was at the bottom, holding the bottom with both hands as if it was a priceless treasure. However, the more careful they were, the more mistakes they made.

When he suddenly adjusted his position, he only felt his feet heat up. Beside him, Xiao Qiangbing saw a worn-out nail pierce through his ankle and neck, causing blood to flow down.

"It's bleeding, let me do it. " Xiao Qiangbing said anxiously.

The yellow root had long noticed that the hard thing had cut through his ankle and neck. Hot blood was dripping out, but he did not have such a concept in his heart. He shouted loudly:

"No need for Qiang Zi. No need. Use your strength to hold it. Li Meng, you have to hurry. "

The cement had been prepared long ago. The numbers were all the best. Li Meng was currently holding up a plastic pipe, waiting for his team members to pour it in.

The cement was poured in, and by leaning against the height of the top, it could flow down and reach the place where the water was irrigated.

This part was very important because no one dared to stand on the side. That way, it could collapse at any time and repeat the same mistake.

Xiao Qianbing could tell that Li Meng was in a hurry right now.

Because there was a problem with this segment. The cement was very heavy. Once it was poured in, the weight would come out. There was not enough manpower, and more and more water was flowing in the sandpit. Zhao Xiaoming and Zhou Qian were very busy.

"Qiang Zi, the logistics team has to be on the frontline. Victory and defeat will be decided at this moment. . . " Tears moistened Li Meng's eyes. He shouted heroically. He put one hand on his waist and the other hand on his shoulder. He aimed his shoulder at the plastic tube and gently lifted it up.

With such a lift, he felt as if Mount Tai was pressing down on him. The cement that was used to manage fine streams of plastic was incomparably heavy. Everything that was more than ten meters long was on his shoulder. In just a few seconds, he felt his legs trembling, numb, and his shoulders slowly losing feeling.

"Mengzi, stand up. As long as I, Huang, am here, the flagpole can't fall, unless you smash me into meat paste. . . " The yellow pillar exerted force in its legs, firmly protecting the flagpole.

The cement had already fallen and poured onto his feet.

The gray cement sand was incomparably strong, mixing with his ankle and neck. He only felt the pain intensifying a bit.

A sad and tragic voice. It wasn't loud, but it made everyone's blood boil, filled with lofty sentiments.

The two team members quickly poured cement into the pipes and kept encouraging themselves:

"Hurry up, hurry up, hurry up. "

Even so, it had been more than ten minutes. Less than half of the four or five barrels of cement had been poured in. The yellow root pillar was still alright, but Li Meng's eyes were about to pop out. His facial features began to look hideous. Deep in his heart, there were countless voices telling him to let go, but they kept whispering to him. However, they suddenly came and reminded him heavily:

"Li Meng, you can't let go, you can't. "