"Stay put!"
Huo Jinnan stood in the rain, tall and upright, as he looked over the entire rescue team. His voice was loud and magnetic, his gaze sweeping across them. Wherever it landed, soldiers stood at attention, saluting one after another!
Huo Bei watched from the side, feeling a strong sense of shock in his heart.
After so many years, the teacher’s prestige in the military was still undiminished, just like at the beginning. He was like a powerful force of cohesion, tightly binding everyone’s strength together!
...
Two hours later, the rain gradually weakened, and the rolling stones ceased.
Huo Jinnan got out of the vehicle, his thin lips pressed tight, "Clear the road!"
The next night, the rescue team stationed in Fangli County received news that the road from Fangli Village to Lu’an County had been cleared after 24 hours of relentless effort from the supporting troops. They would soon reach Fangli Village, which greatly uplifted everyone’s spirits.
Che Huan heard the news but couldn’t feel happy at all.
Qin Moting looked at her, "Don’t give up hope."
Che Huan wanted to cry, covering her face, tears seeping through her fingers.
The little one looked on, sniffed, and having been here for more than two days with still no news of Huo Jinnan, his eyes were red. He tightly clenched Che Huan’s hand, pursed his little mouth, and remained silent.
Shen You and Yu Zimu felt heavy-hearted, having not expected that Huo brother and Qin Xiaosan would encounter a major earthquake upon arriving in Fangli Village. Now, having lost contact for over 48 hours, if they were truly buried under the rubble, their chances of survival were slim.
In their eyes, Huo brother had always been a godlike figure, but now—
"Sister-in-law..."
Words of comfort were impossible to utter, as the two n stood there, their expressions disheartened, feeling as though their faith had collapsed.
Upon hearing that the rescue team had entered Fangli Village, followed by the entry of supply trucks, ambulances, ergency vehicles, and volunteers into the village.
The villagers rushed to collect water, instant noodles, and tents among other relief supplies, but Che Huan and her group remained unmoved, their grief tightly gripping everyone’s heart.
Qin Moting watched Che Huan, took off his coat, and draped it over her.
Che Huan choked back a sob, moved her fingers away, her face covered in tears.
Just then, a liaison officer from the rescue team ran up to Huo Jinnan, looking excitedly at his idol up close, nearly bursting into tears, and spoke in a tense voice that was out of tune, "Huo... Captain Huo, it’s your phone call."
Huo Jinnan humd in acknowledgnt, pleased as he watched the distribution of supplies. He took the phone and upon recognizing the voice on the other end, his tone turned sharp as a honed blade, "When did this happen?"
On hearing that it was from last night from Qin Shaonan, Huo Jinnan’s brow furrowed. He glanced through the crowd collecting supplies, not seeing Che Huan or Qin Moting, and his breathing grew heavy.
His eyes moved towards Huo Bei. Just as he was about to speak, he heard that Shen You and Yu Zimu had managed to get a helicopter and a batch of tents and had brought the little one to Fangli Village. His gaze intensified, "Huo Bei, quickly contact the rescue team stationed here and get a special police officer responsible for the relocation of the villagers."
Huo Bei didn’t yet know what had happened, but seeing the teacher’s expression, he knew the situation was urgent, "Yes, teacher!"
Huo Jinnan stepped through the mud, his military boots clanging clearly, walked a few steps, and stopped in front of a villager queuing to receive relief supplies, "Fellow villager, where is your resettlent spot?"
The villager, grateful to see soone from the rescue team, pointed eagerly in one direction, "Over there."
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