Everyone was stunned and silent, looking at the direction the driver pointed, unable to speak.

"There was still a road here a few hours ago."

Zheng Ren looked forward and saw countless gravels. There seemed to be a bit bright color dozens of meters away.

"What is there?" Zheng Ren pointed.

Everyone walked over the gravel with difficulty. After a few steps, the color turned bright red.

The closer you are, the clearer you can see.

It's half-skipping national flag...

An indescribable sense of oppression appeared in everyone's heart. It was impossible for a national flag to exist here for no reason. Someone must have entered the mountain with the national flag and was pressed down by the rolling rocks.

Everyone was silent and began to dig. Unexpectedly, the rescue work had already begun now. However, only one layer of gravel was dug, and everyone was stunned.

Several huge rocks were below, and a pale hand held the national flag. There was no flagpole, only a flag, which stretched out. Under the rocks, there was dry blood, dyeing the national flag a little red and bright red.

No one knows their names, no one knows what they look like. In the future, they can't even die, but they can only be considered missing... They were full of passion, and before they even entered the mountain or reached the disaster area, they were wiped out from the world by earthquakes.

The only trace is the national flag dyed with blood.

Rescue was meaningless, everyone looked at each other, then stood attentively and saluted. Zhao Yunlong marked the location here, where a rescue team had been killed not long ago. As for more work, it could only be left to the large troops behind.

Zheng Ren opened the hand silently. His hand holding the national flag was so tight that Zheng Ren felt that he was still alive.

Hold the national flag in your hand, carefully fold it, and put it close to your arms.

The driver returned to the car and took the mineral water he brought over, and each person gave him a bottle.

There was no words or eye contact, and there was even a hint of indifference in silence.

People who are thousands of miles away may be sad and crying. And when they are here, aftershocks are not exhausted, this sharp knife squad will be flooded by a rock at any time.

Perhaps, even the bones cannot be found.

Maybe, I can't even keep a name.

It was like a few hours ago that the driver watched his comrades-in-arms in a parking space behind him, flooded by cracked rocks.

Just like this unknown team in front of me, there was no hope of rescue, only one hand and a flag.

No blessing is pale and powerless.

It is possible that on the way back, I will follow in the footsteps of my comrades.

So, do something that can be done. The feeling of sadness is the most meaningless at this moment.

And the others are left to fate.

After distributing the mineral water, the driver walked away silently, came to the car, turned around, looked back, and silently saluted a military salute.

Zhao Yunlong returned the gift with a solemn expression.

Immediately, after the ceremony, Zhao Yunlong turned around and said, "Go!"

There is no road under your feet, and more people walk, it becomes a road. But this should be the first team of people walking after the changes in the landform.

Looking around, there are rocks everywhere.

I can hear the sound of the mountains and rocks loose and rolling down in my ears.

How to go?

There is no way out!

But this is the mission! In Nanchuan Town, if it still exists, there will be survivors waiting for rescue.

All contact information except a small number of satellite phones have been terminated.

If you can't get in, these people will have no choice but to die.

When the aftershocks fail and heavy machinery comes up, when the road is dug through, you will find more dead people and very few survivors.

Zhao Yunlong raised his foot, stepped on the rocks, and walked up first.

It is useless to say ten thousand bold words. Save time to chant slogans and take two more steps.

As for those "annoying" journalists and photographers...

Zhao Yunlong judged that they could not keep up with the pace at all, and perhaps they would stop panting in the next second.

What should I do? Let them wait for rescue on the spot, Zhao Yunlong thought to himself.

Zheng Ren followed behind, and he had a thought in his mind, and he didn't know if Luck +12 was useful at this time.

If it is useful, it seems that it is the best place to explore the path ahead.

But looking at Zhao Yunlong's expression of looking at death, it is estimated that there will be no result when he told him at this time.

The road is still long, wait.

The sky gradually darkened, the sky was covered with dark clouds and the sound of the wind was sobbing.

A drop of water hit Zheng Ren's face. He looked up and saw more raindrops falling on his face, like the sky was crying.

It's raining, it's so fucking!

Zheng Ren had no choice but to do this damn weather. Every step is hard, and there is no way to go without raining. Once it rains, the mountain roads are slippery, and I am afraid that the entire Sword Squad will not be able to reach Nanchuan Town and the entire army will be destroyed.

Zheng Ren, who has always been calm, also felt a little desperate in his heart.

He didn't know that it was precisely because of this rain that delayed the progress of all rescue teams that the warriors of the 15th Army landed from high altitudes in extreme danger.

Zheng Ren didn't know about this.

A group of people walked forward silently, and Zhao Yunlong, who was in front, was careful to test whether the road was a stone. He had slipped twice, but was pulled by Zheng Ren.

It took two or three hours to slowly walk out of this area where the rocks were stacked.

The female reporter behind her breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to say something, but she immediately felt that the atmosphere was wrong.

It was dark in front and could not see anything.

The sound of ground roaring from the aftershocks roared faintly and echoed in the mountains, as if there were countless monsters underground, and they would break out of the ground at any time.

She pulled the arm of the camera in front and asked, "Old She, what's wrong?"

The cameraman was dry and pointed to the mountain in front of him helplessly and said, "Xiao Sun, look at the mountain road, it was already shattered, and only a little left."

Reporter Sun squinted his eyes and searched carefully. Sure enough, the mountain road circling on the mountainside should have a width of 5-8 meters. But now, it is less than 1 meter left.

It is this mountain road less than 1 meter wide, and there are still tiny gravel rolling down.

On one side of the mountain road are mountains with piles of gravel. On the other side, there are bottomless cliffs.

Her face suddenly turned pale... cold and hungry. Her face was originally very bad, but now it looks a little ugly.

At the same time, her heart was beating wildly. Should she take such a mountain road?

At this moment, she remembered the warm home far away in the imperial capital and the kind smiles of her parents.

"Mr. Zhao, please take a break." Zheng Ren pulled Zhao Yunlong and said, "I'm tired after walking all the way. Let's take a break and we'll go again."

When Zhao Yunlong saw the mountain road, he felt awe-inspiring and nodded heavily.

At this time, I used a satellite phone to report that I had no way out and asked to return to the rescue headquarters?

Of course it is OK.

But he couldn't do it. It wasn't that there was no way out. There was still a way ahead, but this road was extremely dangerous.

"Resting on the spot." Zhao Yunlong said in a deep voice.

Zheng Ren glanced at the mountain road and said, "I'll go explore the road."

After saying that, he strode over.

Zhao Yunlong was about to call Zheng Ren, but he was surprised to see that he was in agile steps, like a monkey, and seemed to have not consumed any physical strength.

Mr. Zheng did a good job in the operation, why did he have such good physical strength? He held back the words that he called Zheng Ren and tried to breathe. It seemed like a raging fire was burning in his chest, and blood and oxygen exchange became a problem.

md, this haunting weather! Zhao Yunlong cursed in his heart.

"Boss, please wait, I can't keep up." Su Yun followed Zheng Ren and walked on the narrow mountain road that could collapse at any time.

"You go back." Zheng Ren said, "I'll check the situation, don't worry."

"Nonsense, if you want to fall, someone will have to pull you." Su Yun panted and said, "If you really die here, why would I tell Xiao Yiren when I go back?"

"If you follow me, I still have to take care of you, don't you feel that you are very burdened?" Zheng Ren walked forward coldly, his voice coming from the cold rain, so cold.

"Who is a burden? I am full of energy and battery life...unlimited." Su Yun wanted to habitually criticize Zheng Ren, but his physical strength really couldn't keep up.

Although he doesn't exercise every day, he can't help but this guy Su Yun is indeed a genius. He keeps more physical strength when he comes here than Zhao Yunlong.

But he still couldn't keep up with Zheng Ren's footsteps.

Go back? No, either.

What Su Yun said is indeed the truth. The mountain road is slippery, and if you accidentally fall down, you will really not be able to find the body.

Many people may pull them when they are in danger. Although it is more likely that they will fall down as well, Su Yun can no longer care about so many.
Chapter completed!