"Regimental commander!"
Fang Huai caught Detachment Captain Li just before he hustled out the door, blocking his way at the entrance.
"Little Fang? Why haven't you gone back?"
Detachment Captain Li glanced at the time—it was almost 11 o'clock.
Had Political Commissar Cheng kept him this long?
Fang Huai immediately followed Li Zhi outside, saying as they walked:
"I was studying the system at the Command Center! I just heard the alarm, Regimental commander, I want to go with you to the police dispatch!"
Detachment Captain Li sized him up: "An oil tanker has overturned, and you're not even in your combat uniform. What are you going to do?"
"...Aren't you also not wearing it?"
"Mine is in the car!"
"Mine, too, is in the car!"
Li Zhi was taken aback for a moment: "Which car?"
Fang Huai promptly replied: "Our squadron's car! Regimental commander, I'm volunteering the Second Squadron for duty!"
Li Zhi stopped in front of the elevator and pressed the button to go down.
