After Being Reborn, I became a firefighter again?

Chapter 774: Chapter 507: Corps Captain, Why Are You Crying?_3

Shit, this is Fang Geliang! The Squadron has accurately predicted the weather more than 40 times, with an error rate of less than one-tenth! Just you wait!

Fang Huai also looked at the sky and turned back resolutely, saying, "This isn’t a severe convection storm. It’s more likely a thunderstorm with strong winds caused by the terrain. It’s already close. Everyone rest in place and don’t sit on the ground. Get ready to retreat!"

Having said that, he turned his head back to look at the mountain, waiting in silence.

Until Commander Chang from behind saw that the leadership had been standing for nearly 20 minutes and strolled over to ask, "Little Fang, this weather does seem dangerous and isn’t suitable for construction. But it’s been a while now, should we let everyone go back to the Tents to rest?"

After speaking, he made a gesture, glancing at those behind him.

The main intent was to let the leadership rest; they were all of advanced age, many hadn’t slept well in the past two days, and were struggling to cope!

But as soon as he finished speaking, a raindrop the size of a bean smacked Commander Chang on the face.

"Pitter-patter..."

"Pat, pat..."

The rain turned into a downpour in just a few seconds, drowning out the chatter and smacking everyone’s faces fiercely.

The secretaries and staff behind them also put up umbrellas for the leaders.

A sudden wind also rose, the direction chaotic, the umbrellas needing to be held firmly to prevent them from flipping inside out.

Only then did Fang Huai turn his head, looking at the usually composed Commander Chang with raindrops on his face, and started to laugh.

"Corps Captain, why are you crying?" he joked.

Commander Chang couldn’t help but raise his hand to feel the wind’s direction, then said with a mix of laughter and helplessness:

"You kid, truly a little Zhuge Liang!"

Fang Huai smiled slightly, then continued to gaze at the towering mountain, waiting quietly.

The storm was fierce, and the whole place was silent, save for some soldiers stepping out of formation to spread oilcloth over the heads of the local people who had come to dig and wait for their loved ones.

But it was impossible to completely fend off the rain.

The wind was so strong that it even sounded like flowing water.

Everyone was pelted in the face by the rain, enduring it for just a while, but the downpour showed no signs of stopping. Ten minutes passed, and the rain grew heavier, even with the rumble of thunder.

The flags at the distant detection points were blown high into the sky.

In the midst of the rainstorm, even though a thousand soldiers stood silent and steadfast, they seemed small and insignificant; a mere tilt of the head, and their hats were gone.

Finally, a precarious rock, over two meters in size, tumbled down, crashing onto the ground with a sharp noise.

It had come, just as expected.

"Hold formation! Retreat in order one hundred meters!" Fang Huai raised his hand and bellowed.

The troops slowly retreated, their eyes still fixed on that mountain.

Soon, a chain of rocks fell, and a large section of the mountain at the higher elevation finally gave way, spilling like mud onto the flat area two hundred meters in front.

"Boom..."

The ground shook violently, a blast of wind surged head-on, the Command’s buildings trembled, and everyone instinctively grabbed each other’s hands, ducking their heads slightly to withstand the shockwave.

The wind whipped up the dust, and the rain showered down like flower petals onto the ground.

Everyone witnessed the sheer force of nature, saw the outer layer’s covering that they had spent two days and nights digging swamped, and watched the flags get buried once more under seven or eight meters of rock and soil.

A spectacular sight.

Yet, accompanied by loss.

Everyone understood that the rescue efforts on the outskirts had just become even more challenging.

Fortunately, the Platform was still there, and the machinery, though it looked smaller now, was still there.

After the shockwave passed, there was a long silence among them. Fang Huai looked at the excavation Platform next to Jiwei Mountain, which seemed largely unaffected, and heaved a sigh of relief. Turning his head, he shouted loudly, breaking the silence.

"Regroup on the spot! Once the rain stops, the surveyors go up and take a look. If there’s no problem, continue the work!"

...

Fang Huai suggested that the Command move back one kilometer, using a farmhouse as the frontline Command, which would report to the main Command in real time.

The farmhouse had been shaken several times and was no longer safe. More importantly, the leaders, most of whom were over 55 years old, had been enduring this for two days and were barely holding up.

With too much noise on site and the constant threat of landslides, rest was impossible. Now that the supplies had been secured, there was no need for the leaders to stay and suffer.

The leaders graciously accepted Little Fang’s kind gesture.

This meticulous and organized Commander had left a deep impression on them, so much so that the highest-ranking leaders, before leaving, called Fang Huai over, showing rare smiles and commending him.

"Comrade Fang Huai, you came from a thousand miles away to reinforce as a Squadron Captain, taking on such a daunting task. An outstanding Firefighting officer, excellent in on-site management—keep up the good work, for there will be even more important tasks for you in the future!"

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"Please rest assured, sir, if our country needs us, we will stand up to the task!"