When everything was calm, Tengu and I hurriedly picked up the road, wrapped its severed arm tightly with strips of cloth, and then laboriously straightened the car, which could still start, but the speed could only be about 50 kilometers per hour, and drove slowly forward.

Luckily, it wasn't too far from Naqu, and we drove for more than two hours, and when it was dark, we could see the shadowy houses and sparse lights in the distance.

Changjin Road has been ......

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