Chapter 142: Linhai City Crisis (23)
The wind and rain stopped, the tide quickly receded, and the city was full of holes.
Su Xi jumped off the lifeboat: "The heat-insulating clothing can be taken off, and the eye-catching things such as weapons, drinks, and water are also put away, let's disguise ourselves as ordinary refugees, keep a low profile, and find a place to stay." ”
The group undressed and undressed, and the equipment was collected.
Shen Mingfei thought of Su Xi's tail fin again: "Su Xi, how is the burn on your tail, does it still hurt to change back into human form?" ”
Hurt. It hurts to death.
Not only did it hurt, but it also seemed to be flowing with warm liquid, and I don't know if the blisters were bursting or bleeding.
But even if he told Shen Mingfei, he couldn't help, and he just added to his worries. So she said lightly: "I have checked the health value of the virtual interface, and it doesn't drop much, so it's not in the way." "It's just out of the way for the time being, as the wound has not been treated for a long time, the health continues to drop.
Qin Feng took out a small radio from his mountaineering bag, which was also one of the supplies they had purchased before, adjusted the frequency and turned around, and there was a murmur from it. He changed the direction of the antenna and adjusted the frequency a few more times, and finally, one of the frequencies received a sound: "Zilazila...... Here it is...... Zilazila...... Townspeople...... Don't panic...... Past...... Zilazilazila......"
"Are you good at this station?" Crollo pricked up his ears and listened for a long time, "Where should the citizens go?" ”
"Zilazilazila......"
Qin Feng shrugged innocently: "Do your best, I'm not a professional communication soldier, you can do it." ”
"I'm coming!" Clolo rolled up his sleeves and got on.
Ten minutes later.
"Zilazilazila......"
Krollo, Qin Feng: "......"
"Two big brothers, can you do it?" Shen Mingfei also hurt, "Where the hell are you going, Su Xi's tail is still hurt!" ”
"Southside!"
"North!"
The two eldest brothers spoke in unison, glanced at each other, and silently closed their mouths again.
Shen Mingfei was crazy: "Or, let's flip a coin?" ”
"Can you not rub it off," Su Xi was also impatient, "If Zheng F really starts the rescue, there must be more than one refuge point, we still go in the direction of staying away from the Virus Research Institute as originally planned, and settle down wherever we go." ”
It's not impossible.
It's an older kid who is addicted to playing radio and twists the radio station in his hand.
"Got it! I received it! Finally, Qin Feng shouted, happy as a child who had dug up a treasure, "Listen, there is a refuge point 300 meters away, and Zheng F is calling for everyone to gather there!" ”
Su Xi, Shen Mingfei, Crollo: "...... We saw it. ”
300 meters away, is a three-storey furniture city, the doors and windows have long been washed away by the tsunami, and most of the furniture has also been washed away, leaving a large expanse of open and flat space. Looking through the holes left by the doors and windows, there were one makeshift plank bed after another, and there were many army-green canopies and tents on the top platform, and the crowd came and went, chaotically.
"Do you want to go in?" Shen Mingfei asked his companions.
"Enter." Su Xi said. The mineral water in their inventory was not enough to last 30 days, and she had just seen boxes and crates of mineral water piled up in the shelter, and volunteers were distributing them by capitation, anyway, to mix some water first.
"Then slow down." Shen Mingfei helped her.
A group of four people entered the refuge point.