It was 30 minutes later when Mo Huan led the team into the bombing zone.
The smoke and heat slowed their advance.
What came into their view was a desolate wasteland, like the end of the world, with flames still burning on the ruins.
Along the charred streets and brick walls, one can occasionally see mummified corpses burned to charcoal.
Judging from their appearance, it is impossible to tell whether these people are members of the Dark Dragon or commoners.
Mo Huan's heart was bleeding.
He divided the team of about 300 people into 50 search groups, and they carefully searched forward in a fan shape from north to south.
Search teams maintain close communication with each other, and once a survivor is found trapped under the rubble, nearby teams will cooperate to immediately launch a rescue operation.
We've walked halfway through the blast zone, but unfortunately, we haven't found a single survivor yet.
Hearing his subordinates' report, Mo Huan felt even colder, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
Further on, the number of ruined walls became even denser, but compared to the residential buildings in front, many parts were still relatively intact.
This must be the abandoned factory area.
The factory buildings are mostly simple, but relatively sturdy.
Given its large footprint, the amount of wastewater generated daily when production is not halted must be substantial, necessitating a more comprehensive drainage system.
When Mo Huan arrived here, her eyes lit up and her heart began to stir again.
If Phoenix and her team members had stayed in this area, their chances of survival would have been much greater.
As he was deep in thought, a burst of static came through his military communicator.
It's Intranet Channel 3.
He had an agreement with Phoenix that, in case of any unforeseen circumstances during the operation, the original communication channel would be canceled and a special channel would be used instead as a precaution.
Mo Huan was greatly encouraged. She adjusted the call line and asked anxiously, "Phoenix, Phoenix, is that you? Are you still alive?"
Two seconds later, the static disappeared, and Phoenix's familiar voice came through the line:
"It's me, Lao Mo. Sorry, I've been busy contacting the remaining Dark Dragon team members and haven't had time to let you know."
Upon hearing that it was indeed Phoenix's voice, Mo Huan was overjoyed: "What are you saying? It's good that you're alive! Oh, by the way, what's the situation with the others from Dark Dragon?"
Phoenix's tone turned cold: "It's not good. Of the 20 teams, 4 have lost contact, and the other teams have suffered casualties of varying degrees..."
"The American devils are really ruthless. Fortunately, our people happened to be passing through this factory area, and we had practiced taking shelter from bombings before."
"The factory's drainage ditches and underground water tanks saved the lives of many brothers."
Mo Huan's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.
This result was much better than I had expected.
At least the phoenix is still alive, so the Dark Dragon's combat strength has not been damaged too severely!
He couldn't imagine how fierce Lin Dong's anger would be if Phoenix were killed in battle and Dark Dragon were destroyed.
In Boss Lin's mind, each of these powerful armies he personally created embodies his hard work and expectations...
"Alas... this time it's a stroke of luck amidst misfortune. It was my negligence. I didn't expect the enemy to be so cunning and ruthless!" Mo Huan said with self-reproach.
“Old Mo, look at what you’re saying. I’m the overall commander of this operation, so my responsibility is even greater,” Phoenix said. “I’ll apologize to the boss. The priority now is to speed up the search and find the four missing teams!”
“Yes, I’ve concentrated all my manpower in the factory area and intensified the search!” Mo Huan replied.
......
The two then divided the search areas: Mo Huan's men were responsible for the north side of the factory, while the surviving Dark Dragon was responsible for the south side.
Everyone got busy.
......
An hour and a half passed quickly.
With the combined efforts of both teams, they unexpectedly found two more missing Dark Dragon teams: Team 9 and Team 11.
The two groups of people hid in a cement pool and a drainage ditch respectively, but they were not able to completely escape the blast wave, and more than half of them were killed or injured.
The leader of Group 9 was killed, the leader of Group 11 was seriously injured, and the military communication devices of both groups were destroyed.
The other two groups were not so lucky; they were all killed when the bombs exploded, as they did not have time to take cover.
Thus, Dark Dragon lost two combat teams in this operation.
Groups 9 and 11 were severely damaged.
Five or six groups also suffered injuries of varying degrees.
In particular, the group that Phoenix had been longing for, with six people safely returning to the team via roller skates.
However, the team leader, Seven Knives, and Iron Hammer could not be contacted.
Before the bombing, Hammer led two crew members into the East Building to search, and then disappeared without a trace.
But the Seven Cuts were the most heartbreaking for Phoenix.
This guy did a great job and had a chance to escape, but he was too cocky and went to find Iron Hammer and the others.
Now look what's happened; he's gotten himself involved.
As an assassin organization, Phoenix has always emphasized that assassins must remain calm in the face of danger and avoid making unnecessary sacrifices.
That guy Qi Dao actually ignored her words?
Hmph, once I find him, I'll definitely teach him a lesson!
But......
Will Seven Blades still be alive?
The rescue operation in the factory area had just ended when Phoenix ordered the remaining Dark Dragons to quickly evacuate with the wounded.
Mo Huan's men were responsible for providing cover along the way.
He then led the second group, along with 20 people led by Mo Huan, into the ruins of the orphanage.
......
The orphanage in front of us has been completely destroyed by two explosions and is now unrecognizable.
What was once a quaint and cozy children's home has been reduced to ashes.
Broken walls and rubble are scattered everywhere; where is there even a trace of life left?
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