The earthquake came so quickly that Ma Weichao, who was eating at home, was unprepared.

As soon as he put a pair of chopsticks of rice into his mouth, the house began to shake so much that he couldn't even hold the vegetables he had been looking at for a long time. His first reaction was to rush into the toilet with a roll, lying on the ground tightly, holding the toilet tightly, and praying in a violent shaking and loud noise.

The tremor was extremely strong, Ma Weichao couldn't even hold the toilet for a while, he didn't know how long the earthquake lasted, his only thought was to hope that the earthquake would end quickly, and at the same time prayed that he would not be hit by anything.

Perhaps God favored him so much, and when the earthquake ended, Ma Weichao was not injured except for his gray head.

He used to live on the top floor of the fifth floor, but when he climbed through the toilet and walked outside through the gap between the walls, the original five-story building had become a ruin building with less than three floors, and it was like a scene after a forced demolition.

In the same way, everything around is more like a site after forced demolition, with thick dust flying everywhere, and from time to time there is the sound of gravel falling on the ground and the sound of people in the ruins ** or screaming.

Ma Weichao was stunned, he staggered out of the ruins, standing on a fairly flat ground, the scene in front of him was like an apocalyptic existence for him.

At this time, his brain gradually cleared up, regardless of the thick dust accumulated on his body, he touched his body, made sure that he was not injured, and did not hesitate to praise the words in his heart, and kept thanking God.

No one else had the same good fortune as him, and beside him, a particularly miserable scream reached his ears like a demonic sound.

He vaguely saw that a figure was struggling desperately, but no matter how he struggled, he just couldn't move.

The dust was too big for Ma Weichao to see clearly, he walked curiously towards the source of the sound, and as the distance got closer and closer, he also saw the scene in front of him clearly.

A man's lower body happened to be pressed by a cement slab, and he was pushing the cement slab with both hands at this time, and his mouth kept screaming, each more miserable than the other.

He walked over with difficulty, stood beside the man, looked at the scene before him, and immediately realized that he alone could not help the man out of his predicament, and the man did not notice him.

Ma Weichao struggled inwardly, on the one hand, he hoped that the man did not see him, and he silently walked backwards and left the scene. On the one hand, he couldn't bear to watch the man struggle and suffer.

Just as he hesitated, the man saw him.

"Help me! Please! Help me! My legs are crushed! Help me! Help me!! ”

The man hissed and roared, and when he saw Ma Weichao at this time, his desire to survive naturally refused to let him let go of the opportunity in front of him.

Ma Weichao, who was still hesitating, was softened by the man's roar, he didn't know if there would be aftershocks, but the man's plea in front of him made him make a choice.

As he approached the man, he realized that it was even more difficult to rescue him than he had seen before. The man's lower body was pressed against the forbidden use of prefabricated cement slabs, which themselves had poor seismic resistance and were bulky.

He searched everywhere, he wanted to find a sturdy stake, and use the lever principle to pry the cement slab to save the man.

There is this kind of illegal cement prefabricated slab, he also naturally found the wood as thick as a thigh, he chose the edge of the cement slab closer to the man, inserted the wooden stick into it, and exerted all his strength, he just pried up a little gap in the cement slab, the man's wail came out, he gritted his teeth, had no time to see the man's state, his eyes were already the cement slab that was being pried up by him a little gap.

Because, he heard a loud sound tearing through the air suddenly from far and near, and this sound even drowned out the man's wail. The sound of tearing through the air was like a magic sound, seducing Ma Weichao to turn his head to look at the source of the sound in the air.

He looked into the air, a huge ball of flames, with the smoke of the burning air around it and the loud sound of the acceleration tearing the air apart, making it descend like a nightmare with a will to destroy.

Ma Weichao was stunned by the scene in front of him, he had never seen such a scene before, he took a step back, fell to the ground, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably like a sieve.

"Quick! Help me! The voice behind him brought Ma Weichao back to his senses, and he glanced at the gap that had only moved a little, as well as the person who was still pressed tightly.

He stood up without saying a word, turned in fear and ran away.

He ran aimlessly, his ears filled with the whirring wind and the miserable cries that tormented him from the heart.

Ma Weichao just wanted to run to a safe place, away from the ruins, away from the loud sound that tore the air overhead, and away from the man who abandoned him because of his cowardice.

I'm going to survive!

He continued to run, the noise above his head getting louder, the air seemed to get hotter, and his bare skin looked more like it was going to catch fire at any moment.

Ma Weichao felt that he really couldn't bear the extremely oppressive air, and the strong sense of crisis was getting stronger and stronger, and there was a strange air pressure on the top of his head that kept pressing his head.

He looked around, his instinct for survival made him want to find a way to escape the pressure from his head, and an underground parking lot not far away made him rush through with all his strength.

As he was about to rush to the entrance of the parking lot, the pressure from above his head made him jump straight into it with his instinct.

"Boom!" There was a loud bang, and the sound was mixed with the air waves, which made Ma Wei fly farther in mid-air.

The underground parking lot already had a slope of nearly 70 degrees, and Ma Weichao, who was in mid-air, was pushed to the wall parallel to the slope by the air waves.

Ma Weichao held his head in his hands when he threw forward, trying to slow down the damage of his head hitting the ground, but what he never expected was that the air wave came so fast that he hit the wall at once.

After the sharp pain and fall in his arm, he didn't know what he hit in his abdomen, and the sharp pain from his whole body made him unable to make a sound.

For a while, he finally let out a wail, and he felt that he might as well die like this. The pain in the body gradually disappeared with the passage of time.

Ma Weichao didn't know how long it took, he sat up slowly, this time he didn't have the good luck before, he felt a sharp pain in his right arm as long as he moved slightly.

Maybe it's a broken bone.

Ma Weichao thought, but he didn't have any relevant medical emergency knowledge, even if he wanted to fix his arm, there was nothing around him to fix it.

Fortunately, in addition to his right arm, he only suffered some abrasions on his body, Ma Weichao stood up, and the entrance to the parking lot was shrouded in dust flying in the air, and he couldn't see the situation outside.

And the fireball from the sky before is estimated to have already smashed down, but Ma Weichao is not sure whether the danger has passed.

He wanted to stay in the underground parking lot a little longer, but the pain in his right arm reminded him to get treatment as soon as possible.

The pain made Ma Weichao make a decision quickly, he decided to go out and have a look, if there was nothing serious, he wanted to go to the hospital quickly, even though he knew that the hospital must have been full at this time, he still held on to a glimmer of hope.

He walked slowly out of the underground parking lot, dust obscuring his vision like fog. The visibility was extremely low, Ma Weichao didn't dare to open his mouth, and he breathed through his nose, he felt the dust rushing into his nasal cavity, and soon his nasal cavity was full.

Ma Weichao tore off a piece of cloth from his torn shirt with his left hand, covering his face and exposing only his eyes.

He discerned the direction and walked towards the east, which normally takes about ten minutes to walk from the hospital. But the low visibility at this time forced him to slow down, and the constant sound of people's wails, crackling electricity, and the sound of something falling from a high altitude to the ground made him choose to go to the open as much as possible.

He didn't want to be walking when a falling object killed him on the spot as soon as he escaped.

Ma Weichao walked for an unknown amount of time, but as far as his eyes could see, nothing was complete, and he even sometimes had to go around some burning cars or houses that had long since lost their original appearance.

This made him wonder if even when he arrived at the hospital, and he didn't know if the hospital was also complete, or if there was anyone.

Screams and cries for help were heard from time to time on the road, Ma Weichao chose not to hear them, the visibility was extremely poor, coupled with the sound of falling objects, flames and crackling electricity around him, so he chose to protect himself.

What's more, he is also too busy to take care of himself at this time.

The tremor continued, Ma Weichao found two long wooden planks from the rubble and clamped his right arm, he didn't know if it was useful, but he just fixed his arm that might have broken according to what he saw on TV in the past.

Ma Weichao didn't know how long he walked, and the surrounding environment became clearer and clearer with the passage of time and the fall of dust.

He held his arm and staggered, he felt as if he had arrived at the hospital, and there were very few buildings around that were not affected by the earthquake, and the hospital was one of them. He saw that there were people waiting for help everywhere in the compound, many of whom were covered in blood, and he couldn't tell whose blood was.

There was a man with an empty arm, a mouth full of blood foaming and shouting for the doctor, passing by him, and the intact hand was holding the child, and the child's hands were swinging in the air.

He passed by and carried on his back, blood dripping from his feet.

In the hospital compound, blood red is the only bright color at this time.

Ma Weichao even hallucinated that the world in front of him, in addition to gray, was red.

He kept asking questions in his heart.

What's going on?