Siheyuan: I, He Yuzhu, beat up all the beasts!

The crowd instantly quieted down, and the atmosphere became solemn. He Yuzhu frowned, but soon regained his composure.

"Immediately organize an emergency response team and bring fire-fighting equipment. We cannot let this tragedy happen again." His words were firm and powerful, like a magic needle that stabilized everyone's emotions.

"I'll contact the local fire department and volunteer team right away." Dr. Lin quickly took out his mobile phone and began to coordinate resources.

"I'll go too. I've got some rapid fire-fighting techniques in my research1.3 that might come in handy." Li Mingyuan volunteered, with determination in his eyes.

"Uncle He, I want to help too!" The child looked up at He Yuzhu, his eyes full of determination.

He Yuzhu squatted down and gently patted the child's shoulder: "It's good that you have this intention, but the most important thing now is to protect yourself. You can stay here and help us organize supplies and be our strong backing."

Although the child looked a little disappointed, he nodded vigorously, his eyes shining with maturity and understanding beyond his age.

With the rapid assembly of the emergency team, the camp became busy again, tense but orderly. Under the leadership of He Yuzhu, Dr. Lin and Li Mingyuan, the people showed amazing cohesion and execution. Even in the face of the sudden crisis, no one backed down, but instead strengthened their determination to protect this land.

Under the night sky, a group of people set out on the journey to the fire site. Their backs were elongated in the moonlight, making them look particularly heroic. Beside the campfire, children and other people who could not go with them watched them leave, with worries in their eyes, as well as endless pride and expectation.

"They will be fine, right?" the child whispered to an old man beside him.

The old man touched the child's head kindly and said, "Of course, because they are our heroes and the protectors of this land. And we will also be here, praying for them and waiting for their triumphant return."

"Look, even the stars in the sky seem to be guiding them." Another volunteer looked up at the night sky, running his fingers across a few bright stars, his tone full of confidence and hope.

"Yes, every time at this time, I believe that there are always people in the world working hard for a better tomorrow." A young lady sighed, her eyes following the direction where the emergency team disappeared, her heart surging with indescribable emotion.

"Mr. He and his colleagues are always like this. No matter what difficulties they encounter, they can always stand up and bring us hope." A middle-aged man sighed, his words were full of admiration for He Yuzhu and others, "We should learn from their spirit, not be afraid of difficulties, and move forward courageously."

“Yes, although we cannot directly participate in firefighting, we can do the logistics work here and prepare for them.

Everything I need." The child straightened his chest, his eyes gleaming with determination, "I want to let everyone know that I can also do my part to protect the environment."

"Good kid, your words give us more motivation." The old man smiled approvingly. He began to organize the remaining people and assign tasks. Everyone responded positively without any hesitation.

As time went by, people in the camp worked busily and orderly, sorting out relief supplies or preparing food and water to ensure that the emergency team would have timely supplies when they returned. The child was responsible for recording all of this, describing the extraordinary night in his diary with his childish notes, his heart filled with longing for the future and respect for the heroes.

"Uncle He and the others will definitely come back safely, because they are the pride of our 637." The child closed the diary, looked up into the distance, with a determined light in his eyes.

"Yes, they will return with news of victory." A volunteer came over and patted the child on the shoulder, his tone full of confidence, "And we will be here to support them with practical actions to prove that everyone can become a guardian of the environment."

The night was getting darker, but the lights in the camp were bright, reflecting the determined and hopeful faces. While waiting, people began to share their stories and tell why they devoted themselves to environmental protection. Each story is a journey, which converged into a long river leading to a green future.

"You know, I used to be indifferent to environmental protection," a middle-aged woman said slowly, her voice soft but powerful. "Until one day, my son pointed to the polluted river and asked me, 'Mom, why can't I drink the water?' At that moment, I realized what kind of world we will leave to the next generation if we don't do something."

"Yes, I also thought that the power of one person was insignificant." A young man took over the conversation, his eyes flashing with determination, "But after seeing Mr. He and his team, I realized that change starts from the first step. When everyone's efforts are combined, they can become a powerful force to change the world."

"Each of us is part of this story," said Dr. Lin, who had returned to the camp at some point. Her presence excited the crowd. "Tonight, we are not only waiting, but also writing our own chapter. Let us prove with our actions that environmental protection is not just a slogan, but a part of life, and it is our common responsibility and mission.

Dr. Lin's words were like a warm current that warmed everyone's heart. At this moment, they were no longer just waiting spectators, but became the protagonists of the story, weaving a web of hope with their own actions.

"Uncle He, Aunt Lin, and Uncle Li, did you hear us? We are here, waiting for you and fighting with you." The child shouted loudly to the night sky. Although his voice was childish, it was full of power, as if it could travel through time and space and reach the ears of the warriors on the front line.

The crowds around responded, and their voices gathered into a powerful force, echoing in the night sky, becoming the most moving melody. In this night illuminated by hope, everyone firmly believed that no matter how many difficulties and challenges there were ahead, as long as they had faith and worked hand in hand, there would be no difficulties that could not be overcome.

"We are waiting for your triumphant return, so that you can paint the sky invaded by the flames blue again." An old man tightly grasped his cane, tears flashing in his eyes, but his voice was unusually firm, as if conveying infinite hope to the heroes in the distance.

Voice support.

"Yes, we are here, guarding our home and also guarding your rear." A young mother held her child and whispered softly. The light of the campfire was reflected in the child's ignorant eyes, as if he understood the meaning of responsibility and waiting in advance.

"Mr. He and his team will definitely bring back good news, because they always create miracles." A young man who looked like a student said excitedly, his fists clenched, as if he could convey strength to the soldiers in the distance through his words.