Chapter 239: Earthquake

Li Huan put away her provocative expression, and the woman threw a grateful glance at me, and at this glance, her whole person was shocked.

From the moment I got in the car, I rushed forward and hugged her, and she only noticed Lihuan and them, and didn't look at me carefully.

Now that I look at it like this, I seem to recognize my identity, and I am very excited.

I noticed that she was really excited, not afraid, so I looked at her again, but I was still not impressed.

"Chief Snow, it's you!" She clasped her hands together and cried out in a weak voice.

"You are?" I asked calmly without the slightest embarrassment of forgetting the other person.

"My name is Lule, you don't know my name, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't have been on the Survivor at all." The more she spoke, the more excited she became, her eyes turned red, and tears fell.

"It's you, the healer who almost got thrown overboard." I turned out a fragment of a memory that had been thrown into the corner, and although it was covered in dust, the contents were still there.

"Do you remember?! I... I—" She kept wiping away tears, and that didn't change at all, when she was thrown off the boat, she couldn't do anything but cry.

In fact, I threw her back after being thrown off the boat entirely because she was in my way, and the crying was so annoying that I just wanted her to be quiet.

The unintentional act in exchange for her gratitude really made me ashamed.

"Don't cry, find a place to hide first, maybe one day you will have the opportunity to go back to your hometown and live well until then." My kindness and comfort were met with crying.

Li Huan couldn't stand it, so he stood up and was about to make a move, but I stopped him.

Passengers in the aisle hear movement. They all ran to the door to watch the excitement, and Lule also realized that it was in public. sniffed and suppressed the cry.

A Drifter who escaped to Earth aboard the Survivor. After thousands of years of assimilation, it has never been able to truly integrate into human society.

bent on change, and as a result, he killed the fiery female traitor of Nine Lotus Wood; longing to return home and hide the holy relics in the world's seven elites; There is also the ambitious Shutong who wants to rule the world; Plus little people like Lule who just want to live safely.

Deep down, they have always regarded themselves as outsiders, sticking to the customs of their home planet and following the rules of the past.

Perhaps, in large part, it is because we are not able to continue to produce future generations. Life is too long for human beings.

How to coexist peacefully between races, the construction and development of the home planet, these problems are in front of us, and even if there is no war, they are difficult problems to be solved urgently.

The time on the train always seemed like a long time, and I stuffed my head with a bunch of big problems, lest I be disturbed at the thought of Sanjiu who disappeared with the base.

Lule got off the bus halfway through and told me that after the war harls were played. Those who did not want to participate in the war organized themselves to set up a base.

Anyone who wants to stay out of the way, you can go there and avoid it, of course. Messages are only passed on among acquaintances.

They were also very cautious, for fear of being discovered, so they did not take the direct bus. It's better to go back so that people don't know where they're going.

At the same time, she hesitated after some struggle. She also revealed a secret to me, which came out of her mouth. I was secretly taken aback.

When the group arrived at their destination, it was a friend of Lihuan who was in charge of receiving us.

She opened a factory in the suburbs, and the factory was closed in winter, and the dormitory asked the employees to take away all their supplies on the grounds of renovation, leaving only the bedding provided by the factory.

There are a lot of people in us, and if we don't have such a place, just accommodation is a headache.

Moreover, the factory is only more than 20 kilometers away from S City, which is not only outside the blockade area, but also convenient to get close to the urban area.

There have been very few public news reports in the city of S, and since the virus outbreak was resolved, the follow-up clean-up and reconstruction work has not been completed until the earthquake.

Survivors were placed in several counties under surveillance, and there was no one else in the city except for the military, fire brigade and associated staff.

Farmers clearing their fields in the countryside spread the news of the earthquake, but this information could not be found on the TV news or in the newspapers.

I had already said hello to Bai Rui on the way, and I knew that there would be no manpower on the Devil's Valley.

The above wanted to annihilate Shutong and his comrades in one go, and the net was spread, and it was the critical moment of retraction, and the elite troops would definitely not be able to separate.

However, there was an earthquake in S City for no reason, and the officers and soldiers in charge of the garrison suddenly lost contact, which also made the upper authorities very uneasy.

At this time, I took the initiative to bring someone over, which was equivalent to solving Bai Rui's urgent need.

It turned out that in the event of a supernatural event, the sacrifice thrown into the regular forces was too great.

It's best to deal with us outliers.

Protective nets are pulled outside the blockade of S City, and ordinary citizens, journalists, and any idle people are forbidden to approach.

The officer who had been ordered to stay behind stopped our convoy and immediately confirmed my identity to my superiors, and then recounted in detail what had happened after the earthquake.

Before the earthquake, nothing unusual was felt in the sentry post, everything happened suddenly.

A loud bang, accompanied by the tremor of the earth, lasted less than a minute, but the contact between the squads in S City was instantly interrupted, whether it was a walkie-talkie or a satellite phone, all of them lost their signals.

After the officer in charge reported to his superiors, he sent a team to inspect it, but the result was that the meat buns beat the dogs and never returned.

He was ordered to stay outside the blockade and not to send any more men to the city.

The officer led me to the road into the city, pointed to the empty road, and said:

"Every two hours, bells come out from downtown locations, and the sound is regular."

I asked, "Can you imitate the rules?" ā€

He shook his head and said, "It's like a bell ringing in the temple, I can't learn it." ā€

I nodded and said, "Okay, got it, let's go in, I'll leave the two of us outside to see if we can keep in touch." ā€

The officer, though he had little hope of keeping in touch, said nothing.

As the convoy drove along the highway into the city, there were no buildings left intact as far as the eye could see.

Li Huan couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "It's like being blown up by a nuclear bomb." ā€

I didn't say it, but I agreed a little in my heart, and based on the direction of all the collapsed buildings, I could conclude that it was not caused by a natural earthquake.

The collapse direction of these buildings is from the inside to the outside, with the city center as a round point, and each direction radiates symmetrically, and the explosion point should be in the city center.

After about 20 minutes of driving, we noticed a military jeep crashed into the barricade and overturned on the side of the road.

The four fighters in the car all died, but the cause of death was not a car accident, their pupils had dilated, but the white of their eyes were covered with red patches.

The face, the hands, all the skin that is exposed, have this irregular red spot on it. (To be continued.) )