Grandpa, your granddaughter and her grandson-in-law are wearing it back.

The ground began to shake violently like waves, rolling up and down. People could not stand at all. It was as if they were in a small boat on a rough sea, in danger of being overturned at any time.

Then, buildings collapsed one after another, raising clouds of dust and smoke. The familiar city was instantly reduced to ruins, and cracks of varying sizes appeared on the roads. Wisps of white steam rose from the cracks, as if the emperor was gasping for breath in pain.

Trees were snapped in half, lying like fragile matchsticks across roadside utility poles, their broken wires stretched out and stretched sideways, severely damaging the city's infrastructure.

People who should have been asleep were now gathering in open areas across the city.

I watched the city where I had worked and lived turned into ruins in an instant.

Panic, fear, and anxiety filled everyone's heart, as if life became extremely fragile in an instant.

The cries of the elderly, women and children, and the painful wails of the crowd enveloped the city for a moment.

The PLA soldiers scattered among the crowd tried their best to guide the people around them to avoid the cracks under their feet, and at the same time guided them to cover their mouths and noses with towels they brought from home to prevent respiratory infections caused by the dust generated by the earthquake.

He tried his best to calm their panic and use his own flesh and blood to protect them from danger.

The short 23 seconds seemed to have no end, and the people of an entire city lost their homes in an instant.

After everything calmed down, the world fell into a brief silence. People seemed to have fallen into a strange state, their brains became blank, and they lost the ability to think.

I don’t know who cried out first, but the world suddenly became noisy again.

People seemed to have just realized that their homes were gone, and all they saw was ruins.

Many people rushed back home, deceiving themselves that as long as they had not seen with their own eyes that their home had been destroyed, it could still be fine.

They were anxious to bear witness to their own delusions, and the soldiers around them could no longer control these crazy people.

At this moment, someone fired three shots into the sky.

At the same time, the same scene was happening in every temporary gathering place for residents in this city. Mu Yunzheng said that if the situation became uncontrollable, they could fire warning shots.

Because this brief calm is not real safety, they must prevent the collapse from causing unnecessary casualties and must stop people from going to the ruins.

There is also the threat of aftershocks, which cannot be taken lightly, especially in 15 hours when there will be a largest aftershock that will threaten people's lives.

The deafening gunshots shook people back to their senses, and they remembered their PLA comrades who had just desperately protected them during the earthquake.

A woman holding a child suddenly knelt down in front of Wei Hongsheng, crying, "Thank you, comrade. If you hadn't held me tightly just now, we would have fallen into the crack in the ground."

One after another, people followed the woman's example and knelt in front of the PLA comrades around them, crying and expressing their gratitude.

"Yes, if it weren't for you PLA comrades who pulled us out of our homes in the middle of the night, we wouldn't have survived! We have to thank you."

"Thank you, thank you."

"Comrades, everyone, get up quickly. Sister, get up quickly. Comfort the child and stop him from crying. If he breathes in dust, he'll get sick easily."

These were the pieces of knowledge that Mu Yunzheng usually taught them. Wei Hongsheng saw that the child in the eldest sister's arms was probably affected by the mother's emotions and kept crying, so he reminded her.

Moreover, he couldn't just let these people kneel here. Not to mention the bad influence, there was still a lot of work to be done.

In fact, these soldiers are also confused now, but countless drills have allowed them to maintain the necessary calmness and continue with their work mechanically.

The national exercises have only been conducted a few times, but these soldiers have experienced them countless times and have developed muscle memory. They know what to do next without even thinking.

"Comrades, now is not the time to talk about this. There are still many tests waiting for us. Everyone must cooperate with the work of our military comrades.

Our nation is the most resilient nation. We can defend our hometown and loved ones with our bare hands. What's more, we are far from being at the point of despair.

Our loved ones are by our side, and we have all our savings with us. With people and money, our home will be rebuilt one day."

Wei Hongsheng's words seemed to give everyone a shot of adrenaline. The essence of flower growers is perseverance and fearlessness of hardships.

Yes, the money is still there, the relatives are still there, and the lost home can be rebuilt. There is nothing to be afraid of.

Now everyone's heart is filled with the joy of surviving the disaster. They try their best to cooperate with the arrangements of their military comrades, including how to move and where to stay, and are very obedient.

Mu Yunzheng personally led people to the warehouse to allocate supplies, because he wanted to confirm the source of the supplies that Ye Jinhua put in as soon as possible.

"Captain, look, there are these things inexplicably in the warehouse. They weren't there when we last counted them, and no one else had been there since we discovered them. Furthermore, there were no vehicles approaching with such a large quantity of stuff. And we have no idea what these are."

As soon as Mu Yunzheng arrived at the warehouse, the young soldier who was guarding the warehouse hurriedly pulled Mu Yunzheng into the warehouse, pointed at the batch of supplies that Ye Jinhua had put in, and said hurriedly.

Mu Yunzheng followed the soldier's finger and saw the familiar supplies. He pretended to be puzzled and asked, "Did you really not see anyone here?"

"Absolutely not. I promise I didn't take a nap or go to the bathroom."

Mu Yunzheng picked up a biscuit from the basket, cut it into pieces, and put it in his mouth to taste it.

Then he said, "This should be food. It tastes pretty good and fragrant. There's no time to think too much now. This is an emergency. Go distribute these cookies to the residents first. One biscuit at a time. Children under 10 can get half a biscuit."

"Hey, Captain, is it okay to just distribute food of unknown origin to the people?"

"I ate it first. If there's any problem, I'll be the first to cause it. This should be supplies donated anonymously by patriots. We don't have time to delve into how it was delivered. The citizens are hungry right now, so use this to fill their stomachs. What about our stored water?"