In the early morning, the spearhead squad that Chu Beichen was in arrived over the East China Sea area. The sun was about to rise, and through the hazy light, they could see a huge column of smoke rising from the ground.
Chu Beichen looked down through the porthole, somewhat unable to believe his eyes. The ground was shaking like waves, and a mountain in the distance was slowly collapsing as if in slow motion, with huge smoke and dust rising from there.
"Oh my God, is this an aftershock?" Duan Jinhu served as the deputy squad leader of this spearhead squad and worked with Chu Beichen. He was a rough man from Northeast China, and he was also frightened by the apocalyptic situation before him.
Chu Beichen nodded. Aftershocks continued. A light spot appeared on the ground and then exploded like fireworks. It should be the explosion of the vehicle transporting supplies.
There was a burst of exclamations on the plane, and all the people on board had serious expressions on their faces. The two young stewardesses couldn't help crying.
This plane is a civilian flight that was urgently requisitioned to transport disaster relief supplies and personnel. Most of the crew members are from Donghai. Seeing their hometown in this state and the uncertainty about the life and death of their loved ones, they are extremely distraught.
Chu Beichen's sword-like eyebrows were tightly knitted together. The order he received was to rush to the epicenter within 24 hours and send back first-hand data.
However, the situation in the East China Sea was worse than he had imagined. The aftershocks were almost continuous, and the complete road could no longer be seen from the plane. If one wanted to reach the epicenter, they could only walk.
The atmosphere on the plane was extremely heavy. The fuselage was shaking. After landing at the airport, Chu Beichen took the lead and stood up first. His bright eyes swept over the spearhead squad he led.
This was an emergency team with less than fifty members, mainly those who followed Chu Beichen to investigate the scene, three TV reporters and cameramen, and five or six medical staff.
Chu Beichen straightened his hat and said in a steady and powerful voice, "Let's go!"
After saying this, Chu Beichen took the lead and walked towards the cabin door. There was a flight attendant standing there. When she saw Chu Beichen, she said to him, "Thank you, thank you!"
The flight attendant knew that this group of people might never come back.
Chu Beichen nodded at the flight attendant. Behind him, the members of the spearhead squad followed silently and walked down the gangway without hesitation.
The ground was still shaking, and the last photographer who went down was unable to stand steadily and almost dropped the camera in his hand.
Duan Jinhu looked around in shock. The mountains and rivers were still shaking. He shouted to Chu Beichen, "Director, we can't go in like this. Going in would mean death!"
Chu Beichen glanced at Duan Jinhu and said, "We'll go even if it means we die. As long as we can deliver the first-hand information, our mission will be accomplished!"
Duan Jinhu opened his mouth and quickly swallowed the rest of his words. Yes, as the saying goes, it takes a thousand days to train an army and only a moment to deploy it. Now at this critical juncture, if they don’t go, who will?
Complete the mission even if it means death!
Chu Beichen ignored Duan Jinhu and called all the team members to take roll call and issue tasks. At this time, the woman standing at the end raised her hand.
This is Cheng Li, the TV host and reporter. She's quite pretty, wearing orange lipstick. She said, "Could you please accept my interview?"
Chu Beichen's face suddenly darkened. "Don't be ridiculous! Disaster relief is like putting out a fire. We can't waste a minute. Follow my instructions and get on board!" He pointed at the three reporters. "You, the unrelated people, stay here for now!"
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