Their first mission was to rescue more compatriots...
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The municipal response was swift; though earthquakes are natural disasters that cause disruptions at all levels, nothing could hinder the rescue!
All existing dical forces that survived or could be retained were gathered, and every available open space was assigned rescue personnel and dical staff, with supplies continuously being transported to this area.
But in a city with so many people and so many roads damaged, even with helicopters coming from all directions to aid...
It’s not enough!
It’s not enough!
It’s not enough!!!
There’s not enough rescue personnel!
There is not enough dical support!
Even those who survived... it’s not enough!!!
Everyone was following the principle of proximity.
And because the earthquake affected a wide area, beyond the principle of proximity, the densely populated key areas were also prioritized for imdiate rescue.
For example, major universities, shopping street districts, and... the venue of the tech expo.
Everyone was racing against ti to get here, but with the main roads destroyed and other roads blocked by buildings, by the ti the makeshift rescue teams and dical staff arduously arrived, the venue was already dilapidated.
Twisted steel rods jutted upwards, seemingly roaring with the earth’s power. The once lavishly built city landmark now seed like it was crushed by a monster. The city, once picturesque, had now turned into an apocalyptic wasteland.
Bricks and rubble were scattered everywhere. The trees along the street were in complete disarray. People whose lives or deaths were unknown lay by the roadside, and not a single steady vehicle could be found in the parking lot.
But beneath the giant locust tree on the right side of the venue, amidst the dreary weather and hazy dust, people were either lying or sitting around the flower bed in order.
One could vaguely see survivors rushing by, carrying makeshift stretchers made by wrapping decorative silk around fras.
Looking at the rows of children lying in the corner of the flower bed, even though the rescue team had seen various brutal scenes along the way, they couldn’t help but buckle at their knees.
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In the next mont, a little girl’s excited voice rang out:
"Uncle, Uncle Liberators! Uncle and Aunt Doctors are here!"
The conscious survivors looked over quickly, struggling to lift themselves with a strong glimr of hope in their eyes!
The rescue team and dical team couldn’t afford to consider anything else at this mont; they rushed forward without hesitation.
The Little Yellow Duck Class Leader shouted in excitent:
"Uncle, they are still rescuing people inside. Hurry and go! Rember to bring my Cloud Class friends out!"
Uncle Huang Mao said that pillar was so heavy, he had to lift it for a long ti, so don’t be anxious...
The ponytail girl was a class leader; though she didn’t say it out loud, how could she not be anxious after waiting outside for so long?
Seeing so many people now, she simply couldn’t hold back anymore.
And the dical staff swiftly stepped forward—because the little girl’s braid was already soaked in blood.
"Sweetie, uncle will definitely help you, but now you must listen to the doctors..."
She had a severe head injury, and a steel nail was lodged in her back... yet this little girl could endure all along.
anwhile, the boy lying nearby with his calf already a blur struggled to lift his upper body.
"Uncle, a lady has been leading everyone to rescue people inside. They said this place is solid; you need to hurry!"
The rescue team captain wasted no ti, gesturing behind him:
"Everyone, follow !"
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At this mont, Chu River was sitting on the ground, still continuously wrapping up survivors—there were too many.
Too many people were buried underground.
Just after pulling two severely injured kids from the rubble and placing them on makeshift stretchers, people were swiftly carried out one after another.
As Chu River sensed that rescue had finally arrived, she let out a breath of relief and had a mont to spare.
She paused what she was doing and briskly walked forward. The person she approached was a middle-aged man with a tanned face. Upon seeing the scene, he said nothing, simply saluted her.
Chu River instinctively returned the salute and then said:
"For the survivors on the ground floor lobby right now, we’ve managed to transfer them out as much as possible, but due to a manpower shortage, the second floor hasn’t started yet. I suggest we concentrate our efforts to transfer those on the ground out as quickly as possible before moving on to those buried under various structures."
She briefly explained the situation. Without wasting words, the other party imdiately said:
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