"Alright, looks like everyone's here."
Chester Pearson got out of the car, his expression suddenly turning serious and stern.
Standing outside the vehicle was Rescue Team 6, a unit composed of 30 people.
Chester Pearson was in charge of leading the team.
"Team 6's mission today is extremely difficult.
We need to rescue as many civilians as we can!
I only have one requirement for all of you: no one dies!"
"Yes, sir!!"
Hearing the resounding voices from outside, the few people inside the car fell silent.
'No one dies.'
For a rescue team that went out every day, that was an incredible luxury.
Each rescue team was formed on a temporary basis.
It was highly likely you would never see a teammate from the previous day again. Sometimes, the entire team from the day before never came back at all.
They knew casualties were unavoidable, but they still had to go.
"Don't cry. Maybe everyone will make it back today."
