Cheng Jiayi's back hit the windshield hard, her head also hit hard, and she stared back to see the steel plate at the back of the cab bulging forward in a terrifying position.

She stared as the bulge grew larger and wider, and saw a crack in the steel plate. She eagerly lifted up, grabbed the door, and lifted the lock upwards.

She slammed into the car door, kicked the door and threw herself out, and the moment she fell to the ground, she held her head, curled up her injured right arm in her arms, and rolled out.

During the tumbling collision, she saw the front of the de-icing car stuck to the ground, and the thick body of the car was like a slow motion, inch by inch, puffing the front of the car, and the body was overwhelmed for a moment, and then fell outward.

She even saw a person fall from the carriage and was being crushed under the carriage.

Cheng Jiayi's rolling body bumped into something and stopped, she was covered in cold sweat, her body was covered with mud and blood, and her arms were numb with pain. She knelt on her knees, then half-kneeled.

On the highway, the heavy truck behind was still rushing forward, rushing towards the crowd of people who were scuffling together.

The screams, the whistling of the vehicles, the shrill honking of the horns resounded together, and she saw the people who had fallen down, and the people who had fallen on the roofs of the cars and fought together.

Cheng Jiayi was half-kneeling on the ground, looking down the highway until he was blocked by the crooked mountain road and the smoke of the bubbling flames.

Her head was chilling. Is this a rescue? That's not the case when it comes to saying yes.

Suddenly pricked her shoulder, Cheng Jiayi squinted hesitantly, and an emerald green snake with black patterns swam away from her body and quickly sank into the grass.

Suddenly the pain in the left shoulder was sharp, and the heat flowing through the body began to rush to the left shoulder. She stared blankly at the position of her left shoulder, which swollen as if it had been blown out.

Her gaze fell on her right arm again.

The stubble seemed to be more than the flesh, but the bleeding stopped.

Cheng Jiayi knew that she couldn't heal like this, and if she healed like this, she would be completely crippled. With trembling hands, she grabbed her unconscious and distorted right hand.

She looked up at the heavy truck that was rampage on the highway and disappeared into the smoke, and then she looked down at her arm, and suddenly her left hand and right arm were straining in the opposite direction at the same time.

She let out a muffled cry and sweated like rain.

She didn't know if the bones were back in place, only that the stubble had retracted into the skin. She sat on her knees with her eyes closed, slowed down a little, then looked left and right, found a broken branch, pressed it against her right forearm, and dragged the weeds to tie the branch and forearm together.

She saw a small tree a foot behind her, and she leaned feebly over it.

It shouldn't be like this.

She doesn't understand, and Fu Jiaming doesn't understand either? What's the point of saving people if saving people means that as many people will die?

Li Li, why haven't they come yet? Didn't you say a good inside and outside attack? Were they sold by Fu Jiaming? How can they do that? They're not ordinary people.

Cheng Jiayi remembered the explosives she saw, the links in the plan one after another, and Fu Jiaming's confidence when she mentioned the plan.

I remembered that he said that there would definitely be casualties, but after the explosion and burning of gunpowder and oil drums, and the impact of heavy trucks, most of the mutants were either killed or injured, and the rest was harvesting, and they didn't even need to go all out.

She gave it her all.

But the explosives weren't even a tenth of the power, and the explosion of the oil drums didn't make the mountains burn, as if they were there to attract all the mutants.

They came to die with the mutants.

Fight like Kilkenny cats.

Cheng Jiayi couldn't help but shudder.

Is that really the case? Are those of them who are bent on saving others the first to be abandoned and ungrateful?

Smoke drifted over and over again. The area of the melee on the highway is shrinking, and the field of view is gradually becoming sporadic pursuit.

I can't tell if there is a victory over there, or for them, there is no such thing as victory or defeat at all.

Suddenly, on the side of the highway approaching the city, there was the roar of vehicles.

Cheng Jiayi looked up and saw the long convoy and saw the dense crowd of people in the window. I also saw the traces of various impacts on the body of the car, the shattering of the windows.

She watched the convoy come forward, watched the convoy come to a slow and orderly stop, and saw the people jumping out of the car.

Why don't you come half an hour early? Or even ten minutes?

The crystals at the base of the tongue have been completely absorbed, but the excitement and blood boiling in the body can no longer be found, Cheng Jiayi stared up blankly at the people running back and forth on the highway.

Until she saw a familiar figure hurriedly jump off the highway, run to the de-icing car and look at the open door, then look around, and then collide with each other.

The noisy sound came again, and Cheng Jiayi saw a few more people jumping off the highway and running over.

"Hurt?"

"Where's the injury?"

"Can you move?"

The first to run over was a J soldier, and after asking eagerly, he was about to pick up Cheng Jiayi.

Cheng Jiayi swung with her left hand, only helped the man to stand up, turned over the highway, and refused the suggestion to sit down in the car.

The blood was so thick that it wiped out the shoes, the corpses could not be seen, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, flames, and blood.

Some were carried to the side of the road to be resettled, while others were simply pushed to the side, waiting to be cleared.

Cheng Jiayi walked and saw familiar faces, more unfamiliar.

Suddenly she stopped, and the man in front of her flipped over, and she recognized the shoes and the watch. Her heart trembled, and she slowly walked over and squatted down, slowly reaching out and turning the man's face over.

Her eyes were sour, but she couldn't shed a single tear.

Just half an hour ago, the man was standing beside him, calling out his boss in a rambling voice, but now, with only a pale face, he could not say anything.

How could he die? He's the team leader, he's been mixed up, how can he not know how to protect himself?

Cheng Jiayi stood up in a daze and continued walking, looking at all the dead bodies numbly.

Suddenly, someone grabbed her arm, she was stunned before she looked up, and saw Fu Jiaming's mouth opening and closing, but she couldn't hear anything.

How dare he stand in front of himself? How dare you just stand in front of yourself?

There was a sudden pain in the arm, and Cheng Jiayi suddenly heard Fu Jiaming's voice: "I'll look at your arm, if you don't get it in the right position, it will be troublesome." It hurts a little, endure it. ”

The arm was pinched inch by inch, and it hurt to the heart. But no matter how much it hurts, it can't hurt the pain in my heart.

The arm was suddenly stretched, and then it was carefully released, pinching the position of the broken bone and closing, Cheng Jiayi looked at the hand pinching his arm in a daze, and looked up at Fu Jiaming, who was also sweating.

"Alright." Fu Jiaming took a piece of wood and tied Cheng Jiayi's forearm, "Are there any crystals?" Absorb one capsule will be better faster. ”

Seeing that Cheng Jiayi didn't react, he just looked at him indifferently, took out a vial from his arms, poured out a pill, and stuffed it into Cheng Jiayi's hand.

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