The teams from all directions, without any summons, began to assemble towards the disaster area.
And they were all beyond Bjorn Dixon's control.
His goal was to let Dirk Carter die. As long as Dirk Carter and Edith Walsh were dead, his dereliction of duty would naturally be covered up, but now, the situation seed to be getting out of hand.
No.
There is still a glimr of hope.
Perhaps Dirk Carter was already dead.
After all, it's been almost thirty hours.
Even if he didn't die then, could he survive being trapped without food and water for thirty hours?
Thinking about it this way, he felt much more relaxed.
He murmured to himself, "Go ahead and rescue, who knows if you'll save a living person or a dead one?"
Of course, he didn't know.
At this ti, Dirk Carter was trapped under the bed, having his own fun with Edith Walsh.
At ten in the morning.
Apex Group's large machinery arrived at the landslide site, and under the organization of Ewan Forrest and Rose Forrest, they worked tirelessly to clear the roads, with more than a dozen excavators and bulldozers operating simultaneously. By less than two o'clock in the afternoon, the road to the disaster area was completely opened.
Dirk Carter's burial location.
Hundreds of villagers had been working for seven or eight hours and were exhausted, unable to straighten their backs.
Just as so people were resting on the dirt pile.
Suddenly, soone shouted, "The rescue team is here, the rescue team is here..."
These words instantly energized everyone like a shot of adrenaline, and they all stood up one after another.
In the distance, construction workers in Apex Group's uniform surged forward.
A pair of twins shouted in unison, "Where is Dirk Carter, where is Dirk Carter?"
Yves Quill wiped the sweat from his forehead, pointed to the digging location, and shouted, "Here, the leader is buried here..."
Ewan Forrest and Rose Forrest gave the order.
The workers beckoned them over and began digging.
All the large machinery also moved in, clearing the surrounding rubble and dirt under unified command.
With professional tools, the effect was indeed different.
The landslide debris visibly reduced layer by layer.
Not only that.
Soon, soone shouted again, "The police are here, the police are here..."
Looking around.
Two teams, roughly forty or fifty policen, marched into the landslide site, and Maeve Winters, looking furious, got out of the car, pointed to the workers' site, and ordered, "Everyone, go help imdiately!"
Police officers in uniform also sward over.
Next.
Dozens of ambulances arrived, dia interview teams arrived, and the municipal party organization's ergency response team also arrived.
The isolated Rearpond Village villagers finally saw hope for survival, tears streaming down as they wept uncontrollably.
The news interview team imdiately set up their shooting equipnt.
Live broadcast of the rescue operation.
During this process, many villagers were interviewed by the dia, each praising that it was thanks to Dirk Carter and Edith Walsh's efforts that they were alive, which made many people watching on TV worried about Dirk Carter.
Bjorn Dixon hadn't been to the landslide site since the incident, and now that the live TV broadcast had started, he felt obliged to co.
He personally, along with a group of leaders, got involved in the rescue work.
Of course, aside from himself.
The other departnts he had initially restricted were no longer obeying his orders. The fire brigade ca up, the police ca up, and the ard police, who should have arrived long ago, finally ca up...
The power supply departnt began to urgently restore the electricity, the civil affairs departnt's rescue materials were delivered, and the telecom departnt's temporary signal tower was installed.
In short.
All-round rescue forces were fully mobilized.
It wasn't Bjorn Dixon who ordered them to co.
But the leaders of these departnts knew that now things had blown up, if they didn't show up, there would be consequences after the disaster relief.
At around five or six in the afternoon.
The sky gradually grew dark.
Both Dirk Carter and Edith Walsh couldn't move anymore at this point.
Not because they lacked food or water, but because the oxygen was running low, making it increasingly difficult for the two of them to breathe.
"We might die here."
Edith Walsh said in despair.
Dirk Carter smiled calmly and said, "It's not so bad. At least heading down the Yellow Springs Road, the two of us have each other's company, we won't be lonely."
"Aren't you scared at all?"
Edith Walsh asked in a weak voice.
Dirk Carter nodded, "Afraid! Of course, I'm afraid! Everyone in this world is afraid of dying, and I'm no exception. But thinking about dying with a beauty like you, it feels kind of blissful."
"How can you still be so improper at a ti like this?"
"A man remains a rogue till death; Vice Governor Wang, we agreed that if I go all beastly on the Yellow Springs Road, you can't reject ."
"Don't worry, if that day really cos, not only won't I reject you, I'll strip down myself, suit yourself."
Edith Walsh replied with a lighter mood after hearing Dirk Carter's roguish words.
Dirk Carter tilted his head and asked, "What if both of us can get out alive?"
Edith Walsh thought for a mont and said, "If we make it out alive, as long as you want , I'll deliver myself to your doorstep, how about that?"
"You said it, don't go back on your word."
"Rest easy, I absolutely won't..."
As they spoke.
Edith Walsh's voice grew weaker and weaker.
Dirk Carter knew that at this mont, he couldn't sleep because once you fall asleep, you'll never wake up again. Until the last mont, he didn't plan to give up.
He raised his hand, already lacking much strength.
With effort, he reached through Edith Walsh's belt, touched the mysterious area, and began to stir it.
Indeed, at critical tis, this trick worked.
Under his fingers' stirring, Edith Walsh took a deep breath and woke up again.
"Later, when we're dead, and they pull us out with your finger between my legs, wouldn't that ruin both our reputations?"
Edith Walsh said with feigned annoyance.
Dirk Carter forced out a smile, "What does it matter, since we're dead anyway, why worry about reputation?"
"You're right!"
Edith Walsh said.
"Dirk Carter... Dirk Carter..."
Faintly.
A woman's voice ca over.
Dirk Carter asked, "Did you hear that?"
"What?"
Edith Walsh asked.
Dirk Carter frowned, "It sounded like soone was coming to claim my life; odd, aren't the Black and White Impermanence male? Could it be a female?"
"Wouldn't that be lucky for you?"
"Indeed, if the Black and White Impermanence were female, I'd still show them no rcy,"
Dirk Carter remarked thoughtfully.
"Dirk Carter, it's Maeve Winters, if you hear , make any sound."
The voice beca clearer as ti passed.
Maeve Winters?
It's Maeve Winters!
Suddenly, Dirk Carter's adrenaline soared.
He knew the rescue team had arrived.
He quickly fumbled in his pocket, using the phone, now that it had no signal, for this montous occasion.
He forcefully tapped his phone against the bed fra.
With a hoarse voice, he shouted, "Maeve Winters, Maeve Winters, I'm here, I'm here..."
"Found him, he's still alive, everyone co here quickly..."
Maeve Winters had her ear against the rubble and heard the faint tapping sounds. Overjoyed, she cried out loudly.
Joy filled Dirk Carter's heart.
He turned his head, saying to Edith Walsh, "Vice Governor Wang, we've been saved..."
"Dirk Carter, I... I... am starting to like... like you, but... but it's too late..."
Edith Walsh murmured in a nearly inaudible voice.
Dirk Carter said, "Vice Governor Wang, what nonsense are you saying, just hold on a little longer, they've found us, we'll be out soon."
No response.
He pushed her lightly again.
Edith Walsh didn't move an inch.
Dirk Carter panicked, "Vice Governor Wang! Edith Walsh! Don't sleep, you can't sleep, you have to survive, listen to , you have to survive..."
Dirk Carter mustered all his strength, shouting loudly.
But no matter how much he shouted.
There was no response from Edith Walsh.
A wave of sorrow surged over him.
As darkness encroached, Dirk Carter also lost consciousness...
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