Lao Zhang helped his son get into the car, Zhang Fan was unfortunately shot in the arm during yesterday's resistance, but fortunately there is a hospital in the community, which saved a small life.

Because they had prepared in advance, the family quickly drove the car and set off with the convoy.

"God willing, you must be safe." Gao Yuemei held her grandson in her arms and kept muttering.

Zhang Fan's daughter-in-law sat next to her husband with a distressed face, and she was really scared at this time.

Last night, the gunshots rang out all night, she didn't dare to sleep at all, exhaustion and fear filled her brain, it was a kind of torture.

Due to poor visibility, the convoy was slow, but fortunately, the Pelican Mountain community was not too far away, and it was estimated that it should be there before dark.

Unfortunately, it backfired, and the convoy was blocked halfway through, with discarded cars crammed in front and all kinds of cans falling all over the ground.

Zhang Ming got out of the car and inquired, and came back in less than ten minutes.

"How's it going?" Lao Zhang asked anxiously.

"This road is impassable, and the rest of the road can only be walked." Zhang Ming's face was full of worry.

Gao Yuemei immediately became anxious: "Then what about our luggage, there are so many cans in the car?" ”

"Don't take your luggage, bring as many cans as you can!" Zhang Ming lamented.

"Zhang Ming is right, if you lose your luggage, you lose it, and rations are the most important." Lao Zhang agreed.

Gao Yuemei still wanted to argue a few words, but was interrupted by her son, Zhang Fan persuaded loudly: "Mom, don't say it, hurry up and pack your things, if you delay it any longer, you won't be able to keep up with the team." ”

A word woke up the dreamer, and the family began to hurry up and repack their luggage.

Empty the suitcase, clothes thrown everywhere.

"As for the milk powder, hurry up and put it in the backpack." Gao Yuemei's first thought was milk powder.

It has been almost half a year since I came to the beautiful country, and now there is only one and a half buckets of milk powder left in the original four barrels, and their little Zhang Tao relied on this milk powder to survive the flu epidemic.

"The milk powder is here."

Lao Zhang took out the milk powder from the trunk and stuffed it into his son's backpack, although Zhang Fan's right hand was injured, but the backpack on his back was not affected.

Next, Zhang Ming and Lao Zhang filled two large suitcases full of canned food, mostly canned meat.

In addition, he also packed a few sets of clothes for Xiao Zhang Tao, and as for other things, except for some jewelry and drinking water, most of them were discarded.

Reluctantly glancing back at the car, the whole family followed the crowd back on the road again.

Probably due to the dual effects of sandstorms and smoke, the rest of the journey was finally thrilling, and the large group successfully reached the periphery of the Pelican Mountain community, which was only less than ten kilometers away from the destination.

Because the temperature plummeted at night, and everyone walked all day, and their physical strength was seriously overdrawn, so everyone decided to set up camp on the spot and set off again tomorrow morning.

Lao Zhang quickly found a good place to stay: "Zhang Ming, this place is good, it can block the wind a little, let's rest here, right?" ”

"Okay, I'll make a fire."

The temperature at night is very low, minus eight or nine degrees, and there is no campfire to keep warm, which is very difficult.

There is no shortage of firewood in the mountains, and bonfires are built quickly.

Gao Yuemei and Zhang Fan's daughter-in-law began to prepare dinner, and they didn't pay much attention to it, they just handcuffed the canned food, which could be eaten when it was hot, and by the way, they also boiled a pot of boiling water to make milk powder for Xiao Zhang Tao.

After a simple and sumptuous dinner, Gao Yuemei and the others fell asleep one after another, Zhang Mingzhi and Lao Zhang were on duty, one in the first half of the night and the other in the second half of the night.

The night was uneventful.

Early the next morning, the sandstorm abated somewhat, but visibility was still low.

After breakfast, the large group continued on their way, but to their surprise, the group ran head-on into a group of revolving rioters.

Fierce clashes broke out between the two sides, and the two teams scattered.

Lao Zhang was unlucky, before he could take two steps, he was concentrated in the head by a stray bullet and was killed on the spot, without even leaving a last word.

The family didn't care about their grief and supported each other to retreat to the rear.

People kept falling to the ground on the road.

For a while, everyone was in danger, and they couldn't tell who was a friend and who was an enemy, and they only saw bullets flying all over the sky.

After a while, Zhang Fan's daughter-in-law suffered the same ending as Lao Zhang, she was shot in the chest, and she couldn't do it with human eyes.

"Wow Wow Wow ......"

Maybe he was frightened, maybe it was the telepathy between mother and son, Xiao Zhang Tao suddenly cried loudly.

"Wife, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Fan hugged his daughter-in-law, so that the wound on his right arm instantly cracked, and his sleeves were dyed red.

"Let's go, let's go......" Zhang Fan's daughter-in-law pushed her husband hard.

"I'm carrying you on my back." Zhang Fan didn't want to give up.

Zhang Ming pulled his nephew over, and Zhang Fan's daughter-in-law fell to the ground.

"Uncle, don't pull me!" Zhang Fan shook off the other party hard.

The situation was urgent, Zhang Ming directly pumped his big mouth, "Wake up, your daughter-in-law is not saved, hurry up, don't forget that you still have Zhang Tao." ”

Speaking of his son, Zhang Fan finally regained some sense, he endured his sadness, took off his coat and put it on his daughter-in-law's face, and then continued to move forward.

ran more than a thousand meters in a row, temporarily away from the center of the engagement.

Zhang Ming helped her sister-in-law to sit on the stone to rest, Gao Yuemei was stunned at this time, she only knew that she was holding her eldest grandson in a daze, and she had lost two family members in a row, so that she hadn't reacted yet.

"Wow, wow, wow......" Xiao Zhang Tao was still crying.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law......" Zhang Ming shook the other party.

"What's wrong?" Gao Yuemei asked subconsciously.

"Look at the kids."

Gao Yuemei finally came to her senses, she hurriedly checked her grandson, but fortunately there were no wounds on her body, "Taotao, don't cry, grandma is here." ”

After coaxing for a while, Xiao Zhang Tao finally stopped crying.

Zhang Fan hugged his son with a sad face, hugged him very tightly, and couldn't stop his tears.

"Zhang Fan, you hurt the child." Zhang Ming stepped forward to remind.

"I don't want you to be pretending to be kind, if it weren't for you, our family would stay in the country well, my father wouldn't die, and my daughter-in-law wouldn't die, it's all your fault." Zhang Fankou said without hesitation.

Zhang Ming was speechless when he said this, and at the same time his heart was full of huge guilt, what his nephew said was right, it was indeed him who harmed the eldest brother's family.

Gao Yuemei stepped forward and slapped her son hard, "No one forced you to come to the beautiful country, you are also an adult, don't blame others for the choices you make." ”

After speaking, he hugged his grandson and walked aside.

Zhang Fan just wanted to apologize to his uncle, but the next second he was suddenly shot in the left chest, and in an instant, his mouth full of words retracted into his stomach, and he fell straight down.

"Son......" Gao Yuemei immediately pounced, and the whole person was almost on the verge of despair.

Zhang Ming took one shot to get rid of the person who fired the shot, and then hurriedly stepped forward to check on his nephew's injuries.

Zhang Fan shook his head: "Uncle, I... No, my mom and Zhang... Tao will be handed over to you. ”

"Son, don't talk stupid, you and your father are gone, how can you let your mother live?" Gao Yuemei cried bitterly.

Zhang Fan was already dying, and he reached out with difficulty to touch his son's little face, and the little guy looked at his father with a smile.

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