The people who were supposed to go, Cao Yi actually had an idea in his mind already.
The equipment had been ready since the afternoon, and was quickly loaded onto the pickup truck.
Just ten minutes, no volunteers, only orders, the combatants from all four squads were all arranged on the vehicles.
Those not arranged were almost all drivers and new recruits.
New recruits, upon arriving at a major disaster scene, would be uncomfortable.
The drivers were to stay with the squadron, ready to be called upon for the second batch of dispatch; the moment it was confirmed that the ground obstacles were all cleared, they might have to drive the squadron's firefighting trucks for support.
Of course, Fang Huai was an exception.
Fang Huai, with a slightly noisy backpack, was the last one to board the vehicle.
"Instructor, everyone is here," Cao Yi reported immediately upon seeing Fang Huai.
"Let's go, let's go! Depart!"
