At an intersection, in front of the red street lights, a long convoy kept honking the horns and urging the vehicles ahead.

"What are you urging me? Didn't you see the red light in front?"

As if he was upset by the constant horns, a taxi driver in front of him poked his head out and shouted back in dissatisfaction.

"I'll press mine, it's your business. Drive your car, grass. There aren't so many cars at this time, but I just meet them now!" The driver with a fierce look on his face roared angrily.

Zhang Kun, who was sitting in the passenger seat, kept looking at the time with his mobile phone. It had been nearly twenty minutes since he left the food city, but they had only opened three or four streets, and most of the time was spent waiting for the traffic lights.

If you are at this speed, let alone reaching Xin'an, it will probably take more than an hour to open the county town first.

Although Zhang Kun wanted to say that he would let everyone run the red light, he could only be responsible for all the tickets, but he looked at the vehicles shuttled back and forth on the road, and Zhang Kun could not say this.

With so many cars, you can't even run a red light.

Zhang Kun was very anxious, but there was no way. These drivers were also anxious, but they could only honk the horn with their mission.

At this time, a policeman behind slowly drove up from the side of the road. After leaning over, a traffic policeman in uniform got out of the car and walked over.

The traffic policeman, who was about thirty years old, walked slowly to the front along the convoy, which was the truck where Zhang Kun was. After seeing the driver with a fierce look on his face, the traffic police frowned.

"Daozili, is it you again? On the main road, why are you pressing the horn? Didn't you look at the red light in front? If you press it randomly, be careful that I will tell you that it will affect the traffic city."

The fierce driver Dao Zili smiled and didn't care when he saw the traffic police. He stuck his head out of the window and looked at the traffic police with helpless expression.

"Officer Zhang, there is really no way. Now we are very anxious. We have loaded a lot of things and transported them to Xin'an. There is an earthquake there. Maybe we need these. You also know that disaster relief is like putting out a fire, and we are also anxious."

"Disaster relief?" Officer Zhang was stunned. He already knew about the Xin'an earthquake, but is this guy so good?

Officer Zhang looked at Daozili with confusion: "Then what are the ones in your car?"

"Clothes, my car is full of clothes, and there are food and water in the car behind it, tents and medicines, all of which are disaster relief items."

Daozi Li was not afraid to say this, so he told him directly.

"Back?" Officer Zhang turned his head and looked at the long convoy behind him.

"Open it and show it to me!" Officer Zhang pondered for a while, then looked at Daozili with a serious face.

Daozili looked at Officer Zhang with a serious face, and he could not help but open the car door and jumped down, then opened the door of the rear car.

Immediately, a full range of clothes appeared in front of everyone, including various clothing, adults, elderly, children, men and women.

Seeing that the carriage was actually full of clothes, Officer Zhang's face became more serious, and then ran to a truck behind and asked the driver to open the carriage, which was full of instant noodles and bread...

After looking at the two trucks, Officer Zhang looked at Dao Zili deeply, then ran back to his police car as if he was flying, and picked up the walkie-talkie on it.

"I am patrol car No. 002, and I am now calling the headquarters. I am patrol car No. 002, and I am now calling the headquarters."

Soon, a reply came from the walkie-talkie: "The headquarters has heard it. Please tell me if there is anything on 002!"

"I am now at the intersection of Hongling Road. There is a convoy full of disaster relief supplies to Xin'an. There are about twenty vehicles. Due to the congestion of traffic, I cannot go to Xin'an quickly. What should I do at the headquarters?" Police Officer Zhang said quickly.

"The disaster relief convoy? Please wait for No. 002, I will react to the above." After saying that, a Didi sound came from the walkie-talkie.

About a minute later, the walkie-talkie lighted up again, and a loud voice came: "I am Wu Haiyang, the captain of the Traffic Police Brigade. Have you heard the No. 002 patrol car?"

"Yes, the patrol car No. 002 heard it, please give the captain instructions."

"Now I order you to use police cars to lead the way for the disaster relief convoy, pass the road to Xin'an at full speed, and encounter red lights, I will arrange for other colleagues to come and support you. At the same time, from now on, temporary road traffic control will be implemented from Hongling Road to the intersection of the expressway to Xin'an."

"Traffic control?" Officer Zhang suddenly screamed when he heard the last few words, because he really understood the meaning of these words.

"The captain, you need to apply to your superiors for the implementation of traffic control. Also, it is a busy time for traffic. If traffic control can easily cause various traffic accidents, this..."

"You don't need to worry about these things. I will be responsible for anything. Now you just need to obey the orders. Remember, the police car is driving the lane, the red lights are constantly stopping, and you are moving forward at full speed. Do you understand?" The last four words yelled out from the intercom.

"Yes!" Officer Zhang replied loudly, then put down the walkie-talkie, then slapped the alarm in the driver's seat on the roof.

Get in the car, ignite the fire, and then Officer Zhang slowly drove the police car to the right-facing lane next to the taxi in front of Khaozili truck.

Officer Zhang stretched out his head from the car window and looked back at the Knife who had already sat in the driver's position. Li Man's face said with a serious face: "Now I will use the police car to drive the way for you. Follow me immediately. Don't stop when you encounter a red light. Remember to go forward at full speed. My colleagues will make arrangements for other things!"

After saying that, another traffic police comrade got out of the police car. He stood behind and stretched out his right hand, stopping all the vehicles behind the police car that wanted to turn right.

At this time, the alarm light on Officer Zhang's police car suddenly made a whimpering sound, but the alarm had already been turned on.

Knife Li was also stunned. The police car drove the way? He was treated as a disaster relief team member.

However, Zhang Kun was suddenly happy. If there was a police car leading the way, they should be able to drive out of the county town as quickly as possible and rush to Xin'an.

With a whimpering alarm, the police car in front began to move slowly, but Daozili seemed to have not reacted yet. Zhang Kun was anxious and pulled Daozili suddenly. Daozili came to his senses and smiled.

"The police car leads the road. This is the treatment only by cadres and leaders. I didn't expect that Lao Li, I would have the chance to try it out."

After muttering to himself a few words, Daozi Li suddenly stretched out his head and shouted at the driver of the convoy behind him.

"Brothers, there is a traffic police comrade in front of us who is driving the road for our police car. Everyone follows us. The traffic police comrade said, go forward at full speed and don't stop when you encounter a red light."

After yelling, Daozi Li laughed excitedly, then stepped on the accelerator and turned to the right lane. He followed the police car, whining, regardless of the red light, and rushed straight to the opposite side of the road.

At this time, traffic police comrades appeared on the other sides of the intersection, stopping all the vehicles on both sides of the left and right, allowing the convoy to pass safely.

At the same time, all the traffic police and patrol vehicles in the county town began to rush to the section from Hongling Road to the highway intersection.

Four or five traffic police will stop at each intersection, and then stand at the left and right ends of the disaster relief convoy to pass, blocking all the vehicles you want to pass, thus creating a smooth road.
Chapter completed!