Su Huan asked.
"Zhang Qiang in the medical carriage has awoken. Do you want to see him?"
"Zhang Qiang... the one from the Tongzhou Association?"
"Yes."
Su Huan tossed the crab leg he had cleaned onto the table and took the hot towel Yu Yue handed him to wipe his hands.
"Let's meet him, then have the Iron Mountain Shelter speed up progress. I want to see results by tomorrow."
...
The disaster had subsided, but the sky was still drizzling with a misty rain.
The floodwaters reached as high as the sixth floor, with all the windows on the seventh floor opened up. Steel plates were placed between the reinforced concrete and the armored train's deck.
To maintain a secure connection, the armored train resorted to an old method, circling the entire building.
Heavily armed soldiers clad in dark green raincoats stood at strategic points on both sides, watching the survivors below move supplies.
Crates of ammunition were moved out from the building and loaded onto the armored train.
