Director Fang's introduction was so comprehensive that Chen Gong couldn't help but sigh. He was worthy of being a publicity person. He mentioned all the key points and didn't miss anything.

Give it a try with Lao Yang.

At the scene, people who were busy heard the sound from the speakers and were curious, does a song need to be introduced like this?

Also, they seem to have heard of Yang Xiaotao somewhere.

The leader of the team is making intensive arrangements in the headquarters. He has to take care of all kinds of things, especially the medical situation and prevent the emergence of the plague. It is very annoying.

Hearing the sound on the loudspeaker outside, he frowned suddenly.

At this time, what nonsense are you talking about and what songs are you singing? This is not just playing the piano randomly.

Is there any organization and discipline?

"Come, come, let's see what's going on."

The guard was about to run, but was stopped by the chief of staff on the side.

"Old Wang, I have heard of Yang Xiaotao."

A chief of staff on the side suddenly spoke, and the middle-aged leader turned back, "Old Xu, do you know?"

"Haha, of course I know. Remember what I told you, the one who loses when fighting with a bayonet?"

"Huh? Is this Yang Xiaotao, Yang Yao's grandson?"

"Yes, that's him."

After the chief of staff finished speaking, the leader immediately stood aside and remained silent.

Seeing this, Chief of Staff Xu spoke again, "Speaking of which, this guy has some connections with Mr. Zhang. The armored vehicles used by our vanguard were made by them."

"When I went to check just now, I saw a Kuiniu armored vehicle, a Type 2 armored vehicle."

"I guess he's from a machine factory."

"I know that his Red Star Machinery Factory has produced a lot of good things."

"It's a pity that if we are assigned, it will all go to the first child. Our second child is our godson."

The leader spoke with a serious look on his face, "Also, their quick reaction squadron is doing a good job and can react faster than us."

"There are so many good things."

Chief of Staff Xu shrugged after hearing this. This old partner of his was not one to praise others easily.

It's really rare to praise someone so much!

At this time, two voices sounded from the loudspeaker.

"The joys and sorrows of life, I wish to be with you..."

...

“The sun always shines after the storm, and there is a clear sky above the dark clouds.

Cherish all the touches, every hope is in your hands.

The sun always comes after the storm, please believe there is a rainbow.

Accept it through thick and thin, I will always be by your side..."

The leader listened, listened, and couldn't help but sing along.

After finishing the song, he only remembered a few lines of the song, but these few lines were still fresh in his memory, allowing him to look at the busy people further away, as if he had a backbone and found his soul.

The busy people in the entire venue seemed to have been pressed on the pause button. In an instant, a kind of power passed through the whole body, sweeping away the fatigue and pain in the body.

"Let him play this song a few more times."

"Find more speakers~"

The leader clenched his fists and showed no emotion or anger. He also tried hard to suppress the excitement in his heart and keep his voice calm.

"yes!"

The guard ran out, and Chief of Staff Xu also came to the side and called another guard.

"Go and ask what Yang Xiaotao is doing now."

"yes!"

So, the voice sang on the loudspeaker, once, twice, three times...

At this time, Yang Xiaotao was standing at the factory, listening to the singing not far away, with the corners of his mouth raised.

Director Fang is quite qualified.

"Out!"

Zhou Kui's voice came. During this period, he was the only one who could say these three words well.

Full of momentum and power.

Yang Xiaotao lowered his head and watched as a person slowly climbed from inside to the gap and was then pulled out.

Then put the stretcher on.

The song comes, the sun always comes after the wind and rain...

The man covered in mud dared not open his eyes because of the sunlight, but he heard this sudden sound. Then, whether it was the stimulation of the sunlight or not, his tears mixed with the mud became turbid, and two tears streaked down his face.

"Send it over quickly."

Yang Xiaotao said something and then continued.

"The sun always comes after the storm, please believe there is a rainbow..."

Wang Yong sang softly on the side, and then waved the shovel vigorously.

People on the side also sang along.

People around were doing it and singing at the same time.

When the second person was pulled out, he was listening to a group of people singing tuneless songs in his ears. He couldn't even understand what was being said. He was very confused.

However, he will soon dispel this confusion, because there are such sounds everywhere on the way to the rescue station.

On the radio, among the passers-by, and even the two people carrying him were singing.

Men, women, old people, children, all kinds of voices are singing.

Even when I entered the rescue station and was inspected, I could hear sounds from all around.

So, he also sang along.

At noon.

From the horizon, a rumble sounded in the air.

A white helicopter is flying south.

This domestically produced Lao Wu has gone through ups and downs, and now it has finally achieved localization.

And this plane only became the chief's special plane after many tests and its safety was fully guaranteed.

The plane flies at an altitude of two thousand meters and is not very fast.

In front of the window, a thin old man was looking down, with a serious look on his face.

Tong Xiaolong beside him did not dare to speak and just sat quietly.

As the plane continued to head south, the scene in front of our eyes became more and more messy.

Collapsed houses, broken rubble and scattered garbage.

Buildings with red bricks and yellow walls are tilted among the vegetation, and the arched bridges have collapsed and lie in the river.

People are moving one by one, some are standing on the ruins, some are sitting on the ground, some are holding their loved ones, and some are crying.

The cry seemed to reach his ears through a distance of a thousand meters, shaking his soul.

"It's so unfair to have so many disasters."

A hoarse voice sounded, and he closed his eyes tightly, "Is all this a punishment for me not taking care of this family well?"

"It's my fault!"

His voice was inaudible, but his body was trembling, and his fists were clenched tightly.

Tong Xiaolong was on the side and wanted to speak to comfort him, but he didn't know what to say.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! I can only curse in my heart.

This bullshit God, why do you want to bully them?

There are so many people in the world, why do you single them out?

Starting from the Northeast, wars, bloodshed, the rise of nations, and then going out to fight a war with great disparity on paper.

Just when it stabilized, just when things started to improve, there was hunger again, and now there was another earthquake.

How much suffering, how much misery.
To be continued...