The little girl didn't know if she was frightened or unwilling to speak, her eyes were open, and then she shook her head slowly.

The two breathed a sigh of relief and beckoned the other teammates to hurry up and continue digging.

The space below is just a very solid triangle, fortunately, there were no other accidents when digging down, and the little girl was dragged away by the medical team on a stretcher as soon as she was rescued.

"How's your hand?" Xu Ping glanced at his gloves, there were a lot of holes, and the place where the tiger's mouth was directly cracked, and you could see the blood stains that were constantly oozing out inside.

"It's okay, just wait until the poison is gone. There is no need for such a minor injury to occupy medical resources. Guo Yanfang waved his hand casually and followed closely.

In this case, the captain had no intention of harshly criticizing him for not listening to the command just now, and quickly looked for the next person to dig up.

This is the first time Xu Ping has not closed his eyes for 48 hours in a row, the weather is gloomy, it has only rained heavily in the morning, and the already tortuous road surface has become muddy.

Tired and exhausted, he leaned against a big tree to breathe, took dry bread and mineral water, and devoured it.

Guo Yanfang was also weak at the moment, his head was on his shoulder, and it was rare to have time to rest.

For the first time, he discovered that it could be such a happy and luxurious thing to be able to rest, sit down to have a meal with his family, and sleep well.

When Xu Ping was in a daze, Jiang Futing looked at the crowd of people who kept passing in front of him.

Those mournful cries, like against the river, from the moment they left the unit, to the present, every minute and every second irrigated their nerves, constantly surrounding their ears.

Some people are numb, and some people are still wailing.

The number of weeping people also increased as the bodies were dug up.

The further back I went, the more dim the hope became, foggy, as if it had been washed away by the heavy rain at the moment.

Xu Ping's heart has already fallen to the bottom with time, and two full days have passed, and there is no news that his family has come to the team to report his safety.

Some teammates have successively received messages from their families that have been orally conveyed by the leaders to report their safety.

Both of them were the same, and there was no news at all.

The people who had received food and emergency supplies in front of them gradually dispersed and returned to their respective shelters.

"Xu Ping!" Someone suddenly shouted not far away.

Xu Ping and Guo Yanfang came back to their senses at the same time and looked at the source of the sound.

It's the squad leader.

Jiang Futing followed closely and looked over, he had brought the news of his family before, and there was some relief or relaxation on his face at that time.

But now, the squad leader had that serious face, the corners of his eyes were a little red, and he was holding back a sad emotion.

Xu Ping realized something, swayed his body and slowly stood up, his steps were as heavy as lead, and he didn't know how he got to the squad leader.

week

Everything around the area lost its sound, and the squad leader's lips opened and closed up and down.

Xu Ping's mind was buzzing, and the rain kept smashing on his face, trickling down his eyebrow bones and into his eyes, stinging pain.

After waiting for a few seconds, Xu Ping's world finally became clear, he resumed contact with the outside world, and heard the last sentence of the squad leader: "Mourn." ”

Condolences? What a mourning!

His eyes ached, his nose was sore and blocked, and his throat didn't seem to be his own.

He silently followed behind the squad leader and walked in the direction of the special pile of dead people.

He was so familiar with this open space that he couldn't be more familiar with it, and in the past two days, he didn't know how many corpses he had pulled over with his own hands.

"There. All together. The squad leader didn't dare to turn around, his back was to him, and his arm trembled a little and pointed in the direction of the corner.

Xu Ping felt that he was extraordinarily calm at this moment, and looked in the direction pointed by the squad leader, where there were four white cloths.

That's right, four, tightly together.

The white cloth was stained with mud and rain, but it was particularly glaring.

He walked over slowly, crouched down, he wanted to scream, but he couldn't make a sound.

Xu Ping lifted the cloth tremblingly.

This woman is his wife.

This woman is his mother.

This man is his dad.

They lay here silently, unconscious of everything outside, they were quiet, as if they were asleep, but they slept a little painfully, not very good-looking, especially his wife, who still had tears in the corners of her eyes.

He looked to the very edge.

The body under that cloth is very small, very small, it's been more than a month, how can it still grow so small.

He hadn't heard him call him Daddy, and he had only been home four times in total, and he had met four times.

When Xu Ping touched the white cloth, he suddenly lost all his strength, all the pain, all the sorrow was intertwined and rushed up.

At the moment when that little piece of white cloth was lifted, when I saw that lovely, angelic and peaceful face,

He couldn't hold back any longer, and fell to his knees, crying bitterly.

Jiang Futing looked at the four corpses lying there peacefully on the ground in a daze, and all the information conveyed from Xu Ping's memory at this moment was cut off by him, and he was in a trance.

A month ago, these people were basking in joy and greeting a new life with a smile on their faces, and now they lie there.

Lying in the pouring rain, I could no longer hear their voices, and there would be no more of them in Xu Ping's days to come.

Xu Ping stayed there quietly for a while, and the squad leader didn't urge him, he felt the crumpled cigarette case in his pocket, and looked at the only six or seven cigarettes left in it.

I took out the lighter, one after another, and kept on and on, until the end

A cigarette butt was thrown to the ground, and the rain-soaked road suddenly extinguished the red light on the cigarette butt, and he still raised his foot and grinded it twice.

The hands full of wounds were desperately rubbing the somewhat sore eyes, and Xu Ping's thinking was still a little muddy.

After staying for about ten minutes, he slowly covered the white cloth that he had lifted.

It was very slowly, the last glance of each of them was deeply engraved in his mind, and he was afraid that time would pass too long, and he would forget it, even if one day his memory would suddenly be blurred.

He hadn't had time to take a family photo with them.

After Xu Ping covered all the white cloth back, he took a deep breath, and his mind was a little dizzy when he stood up.

Jiang Futing felt his body staggering back, his right foot was weak and shaking, but he still held his body, and when he turned around, the squad leader was still standing there.

The tail of the eye has been wiped too many times because of the crying just now, which will dry the skin slightly when the rain falls down.

Xu Ping walked over slowly, patted the underman's arm, and his voice was a little hoarse: "Let's go." ”

Back to the stationing point just now, Guo Yanfang kept raising his head and staring in the direction he left, the moment he saw Xu Ping, his long-nervous face relaxed slightly, but when he saw Xu Ping's red and swollen eyes, the words that came to his mouth were choked, and he couldn't say anything.

Guo Yanfang stood up and spread his arms.

Xu Ping looked at him and paused, stepped forward quickly, and hugged him tightly. Xu Ping hugged him very hard, grabbing the firefighting suit on his body, as if he wanted to strangle the clothes off his body, but he was desperately trying to suppress the pain.

Jiang Futing felt that Xu Ping's heart was beating very slowly, and when the wound on his hand pressed on his clothes, there was obvious pain.

Xu Ping seemed to be unconscious, hanging his head and burying it in Guo Yanfang's shoulder.

Guo Yanfang's shoulders were also wet from the rain.

After a few seconds, Xu Ping suppressed his voice and said sullenly: "It's all gone." ”

"It's all gone."

The simple three words have been surrounding Guo Yanfang's ears at the moment, he didn't dare to move, nor did he dare to speak, the corpses they dug up with their own hands in the past two days were too many to count, but when such a thing happened to his friend, it was like five thunderbolts to him.

Xu Ping quickly collected his emotions, all the pain was rubbed up by him, compressed, and then buried with the four deceased people, buried very deeply, buried in the innermost place in his heart, buried in a place that he could not touch.

It's only been 48 hours, there are still many people who need their rescue, and there are still many possibilities of survival, he can't put all his thoughts on himself, there are still countless families, countless hopes, families like him, I just hope that it will not increase in vain.

After Xu Ping's area was basically excavated, their team was temporarily transferred to other stricter areas

Hard-hit areas with relatively large demand for heavy personnel.

This place is a little remote, it is an old town next to the city center, there is a lot of crowd activity, the construction of the building is somewhat similar to the building structure near Xu Ping's house, the collapse of the collapse, the people who are buried deep are not even able to estimate at all.

By the time they arrived, there was a lot of mourning everywhere.

Those who were reluctant to leave, those who were unwilling, spontaneously formed a volunteer group to help dig here.

In the face of life and death, everything seems a little insignificant, and all of them are desperately burning their remaining strength, trying to shine, lighting lamps for these injured and suffering people, and giving them the maximum energy they can give.

The beauty of human nature, the mutual care and solidarity between people converge, confront, and suffer in the face of this terrible disaster.

24 hours, 48 hours, 72 hours......

Jiang Futing followed Xu Ping in these three dull days, feeling the excavation day and night, every minute and every second was snatching life with death.

Xu Ping didn't close his eyes, and he didn't close his eyes, and his spirit became anxious and tired because of the high tension for a long time.

This feeling of weakness in his bones is the same as Xu Ping at this moment, but he can't rest, he is connected with Xu Ping's memory, and the other team members on the side are obviously too tired to work, but they are still strong in spirit.

No one wants to sit down, and no one dares to sit down.

Jiang Futing felt that the power in his soul was also being consumed unconsciously.

Bai Tang, who was outside his memory, watched his body's increasingly weak breathing, and began to nervous, Jiang Futing's hand was tightly holding the pocket watch.

Obviously, only a minute had passed, but the ghost qi on his body was consumed a little too fast.

What is Xu Ping's memory?

Bai Tang unconsciously strengthened the transportation of ghost qi, and the worry on his face began to become more and more intense.

(End of chapter)