The rescue team quickly found 80 people to fly other hovercars, basically all of them experienced in flying airplanes.

Hovering cars are different from ordinary cars, and the vehicles that need to fly in the air must be similar to airplanes.

The rescue team was full of talents, the country was full of talents, and 80 people with experience in flying planes were quickly identified.

"Is this a hoverboard?" When Wang Qiang climbed into the driver's seat of a hovering car, he was very excited when he looked at the car.

The volume of these hovering cars that Chen Wenjiu took out is still quite large, and there are about eight positions in the back seat, including the driver's seat and the co-pilot, that is, ten seats.

Of course, in the rescue, the ten-seater hovering car can fit more people.

Wuling Hongguang's 8-seater van can fit dozens of people, why can't the hovering car?

Anyway, they are there to save people, so they don't think about the comfort of any passengers.

The rescuers who drove the hovering car were very excited and forced themselves to calm down when they drove the flying car to the rescue.

The hovering car of the rescue team is not one person and one car, but two people together.

In this case, the one who drives the car is responsible for driving the car, and the other person is responsible for delivering the survivor to the car.

Chen Wenjiu handed over the hoverboard to the rescue team, and handed over a batch of durable kayaks to the rescue team, as well as a whole bunch of drones.

Drones are there to detect where there are still survivors, after all, the people who are swept by the waves go with the waves, and they may be left in some corner after the tide has receded.

In such cases, UAVs come in handy.

Piloting a drone requires another group of people, and Comrade Liu is also very busy.

"Save my child—please save her—" A young mother stood at the window with her baby in her arms and shouted at Chen Wenjiu as she stepped on the flying sword to find a survivor.

"Please—save her—she's only eight months old—save you—she—"

When Chen Wenjiu heard this, he flew to the mother and daughter by the window.

The young mother smiled when she saw Chen Wenjiu coming, "Save her, she's only eight months old......"

Her daughter, who was only eight months old, was really afraid that something would happen to her in this tsunami.

She is almost thirty years old, and she has no great regrets even if she lost her life in this tsunami.

But her daughter was only eight months old, and she was not even a year old.

Chen Wenjiu pursed his lips and pulled the young mother holding the child onto the flying sword, "You and the child will be fine." ”

Since she had met her, she would not let anything happen to anyone in the mother-daughter pair.

The young mother was startled when she stepped on the flying sword, and she couldn't help but hug Chen Wenjiu.

She held the child in one hand and Chen Wenjiu's leg in the other, and she sat on the flying sword.

"Woooooooooo......oo I'm afraid of high ......," said the young mother, trembling.

Although it was really good to be able to survive, she was also very scared of a place like Flying Sword.

Chen Wenjiu: "...... Didn't you just stand at the window on the sixteenth floor? ”

If you're afraid of heights, can you still stand at the window on the 16th floor?

"Woo...... There's something blocking the window......" said the young mother.

Chen Wenjiu: "......" understood.

The position of the window must be at least one meter high, and there is glass and window frames on the bed, although there is no stainless steel fence, but there is no need to worry about falling down accidentally.

But flying swords are different.

Even if Chen Wenjiu made the flying sword bigger, she could stand on it steadily, but there was no protective fence around it, so it was understandable that the young mother was frightened.

Chen Wenjiu also understood the young mother's feelings, and bent down to take the little girl out of her arms, so that she could hold her legs with both hands.

The young mother was relieved and handed her daughter over to Chen Wenjiu, and she herself firmly hugged Chen Wenjiu.

Chen Wenjiu took the mother and daughter to find the person driving the hovering car and sent them to the car.

The young mother sat down, fastened her seat belt, and took over her daughter, and thanked Chen Wenjiu, "Thank you, thank you so much." ”

Chen Wenjiu nodded, and went to find another survivor.

Chen Wenjiu has saved many people during this time, men, women and children, normal people, and strange people.

She really didn't want to waste her tongue with those strange and princely and princess diseases, so she just threw them into the car in silence.

This group of guys should be a headache for the people of the official rescue team, she is just a volunteer, and she doesn't want to waste a word with them.

Chen Wenjiu brought another person on the flying sword, and when she was about to take the person back to the hovering car, she was suddenly pushed off the flying sword.

"! This flying sword is mine! The young man who pushed Chen Wenjiu down was disdainful of her, and some of them were excited about taking the flying sword for themselves.

Chen Wenjiu: "...... do you want to figure out why the flying sword flies?"

Chen Wenjiu landed on the roof of a slightly lower building with an expressionless face, watching the figure of the other party quickly falling after the flying sword lost control.

"Ahhhh

"You slut-bitch-save me-"

"You money-loser that no one wants-you save me-slut-"

Chen Wenjiu looked at the other party obviously begging someone to save him, but he didn't have any good words in his mouth, and the whole person was very unhappy.

She worked hard to save people, but the other party spoiled her kindness like this?

Chen Wenjiu also knew very well that this young man was spoiled by his family.

Perhaps in his more than ten years of life, his parents instilled in him all kinds of ideas of "how women are worthless", "boys are the most precious", and "women are enslaved at will".

Chen Wenjiu watched expressionlessly as he fell into the water, but fortunately there was enough water below that his life was not in danger after falling.

"Save me—stinky bitch save me—"

Chen Wenjiu watched him rise and fall in the water, his mouth was still unclean, and he looked at him expressionlessly.

She didn't want to save him at all.

But Chen Wenjiu also knows very well that no matter what happens to the other party, it is a living life.

Although his mouth stinks, although he ......

A fart though!

Why did she suffer this grievance?

"How?" He Zui flew over quickly and observed her carefully, "Are you injured?" ”

Chen Wenjiu shook his head, "Just such a little waste, can you hurt me?" ”

Chen Wenjiu's chin pointed at the guy who was floating in the water and said, "You go and save him, I don't want to care about him anymore." ”

He Zui nodded, "You go somewhere else, or find a place to rest for a while." ”

As he spoke, he flew towards the foul-mouthed young man, and only after watching him exhaust did he grab his collar and pick him up.

He didn't send the person to the hovercraft, but grabbed the other party's collar and flew directly to a safe place.

Carrying it like this made the foul-mouthed boy even more uncomfortable, and he fainted directly halfway.

He was drunk but not a little weak.

The other party scolded Chen Wenjiu like that, and pushed Chen Wenjiu off the flying sword, he didn't kill the other party with a single knife because he was afraid of some cause and effect killing.

Make the other person comfortable?

Dream.