"I want to go in! I have to go in!" Jiang Yao took Moe out of her pocket. "My pet can help find the location of the buried men. That will shorten your rescue time! "
"A cat?"
The First Battalion's commander was in disbelief. "We have military dogs."
"But the smoke from the explosion will affect the dogs," Jiang Yao said coldly. "And my pet will not be affected by the smoke from the explosion. Furthermore, he's small, so he can easily squeeze through any small gap to confirm the condition of the buried men! If you disagree, I can just run over there!"
Jiang Yao opened the car door and jumped out. She had hoped that having a car would shorten the time, but she did not want to explain more.
The commander gritted his teeth and pulled Jiang Yao back. Then, he stepped on the accelerator and drove the car toward the thick smoke.