Catastrophes are definitely a catalyst for growth for a man.
Especially for a soldier.
The more he experienced and saw, the heavier his heart became.
In an army truck, three rows of people were squeezing and sitting together .
They were heading back.
They heading out on the 31st. Today was already the 17th.
18 days of flood fighting and emergency rescue had made the smiles on the faces of the people in the car disappear.
Usually, the driver of the transport vehicle would not drive as smoothly as today.
Even if he really showed off his driving skills and sent the soldiers sitting behind him flying, they would not forget to chat and joke.
Even if they couldn't take it anymore, they would still curse at the driver before they vomited.
But today, the car was very quiet.
Many people shut their eyes to rest. Some people didn't close their eyes, but they just sat there in a daze with a dull expression.
