"Zhao Datong, look! The Greater Khingan Ridge is on fire!" Hu Han, who was on his phone, suddenly shouted.
However, Zhao Datong remained silent. Hu Han took a look and saw Zhao Datong packing his luggage.
Hu Han said in surprise, "Datong, it's not a holiday yet. Why are you packing your luggage?"
Only then did Zhao Datong raise his head. He said with ardor and zeal coursing through his veins, "What am I doing? I'm going to the front lines obviously!"
Hu Han was dumbfounded. "Go to the front lines? What front lines? Is there a war?"
Zhao Datong shook his head and said, "You're just a bookworm. You only know how to watch the fun and don't realize the crux of the matter. Look at what's mentioned below the headline?"
Hu Han quickly scrolled to the end and subconsciously read it out. "The mountain fires are fierce and the firefighters are severely lacking in manpower and resources…"
