Night has fallen, and since there's no electricity, people temporarily settled on the embankment mostly have drifted into slumber without being able to watch TV or listen to the radio.
Some people can't sleep, gathered in small groups, gazing into the distance where their homes are flooded, sighing deeply and softly discussing their uncertain future.
At this moment, a series of hurried yet orderly footsteps sound from afar.
The crowd turns to look, and lo and behold, a troop is marching rapidly, their flashlights dazzling.
"Third platoon, speed up! Second platoon, follow! First platoon, halt!"
"Yes, sir!"
"Surround immediately, don't let them get away."
...
Such commotion naturally couldn't escape the notice of Xu Mingyuan, Ma Jintao, and others.
Xu Mingyuan and Ma Jintao just stepped out of the tent when they saw the entire camp surrounded. Facing them was an Army Captain and a Lieutenant in camouflage, accompanied by a dozen warriors.
