"Mommy, Mommy!"

"Don't die, Mom, wake up."

"Didn't you say you're going to take me on a trip? Mom, woo woo...... Mom, are you okay when you wake up......"

……

"My husband is still inside, please save him, please!"

"Don't ......"

"Ahh

……

"Mom, Dad!"

"Hold on, and I'll get you out right away."

"Don't give up! Father! Mother! ”

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The first time after the earthquake.

In the disaster-stricken areas of various regions of Sichuan and Chongqing, all kinds of bloodshed and tears have occurred.

In the face of disaster, everyone is equal.

Because every human being is fragile and ordinary, only those who have experienced death can feel the fear of death.

People can talk about their understanding of death in a safe time, but only when they witness death can they know how completely wrong they are.

If we have a choice, we hope that we can live happily forever, even if we are poor, even if we work hard, but at least our relatives, lovers, and family members are still around.

It was already ten o'clock in the morning.

The scorching sun hung high in the sky.

The hot currents raged over and over again on the heads and backs of all the relief workers.

The exposed skin was almost visibly red, every breath felt like a flame, and the hot steam in the air was almost visible to the naked eye.

In such a situation, the intensive physical labor to save the survivors buried under the rubble is a catastrophe for all disaster relief workers.

Some people who are not physically strong enough, even after only an hour of participation, developed symptoms of heat stroke and fainted in the sharp rubble.

He hadn't saved anyone else yet, so he wanted someone else to save him, and he blamed himself incomparably.

But he couldn't stand up anymore, his mind was feeding, his breath was short, his whole body was hot, and if he continued to toss, he was afraid that he would turn into heat stroke, and no one dared to let him continue to take risks.

The people who were carried away the most on the stretchers today were actually the people who participated in the disaster relief, and many of them were people who came to volunteer to save people, so the disaster relief personnel have banned ordinary people from participating in the rescue.

Military experience, veteran, and related experience are preferred.

Otherwise, there would not be as many people who are rescued today as there are those who have fallen.

The hot weather and the scorching sun have brought great difficulties to the rescue team, plus power outages and various communication failures, and if a large group of people suffer from heat stroke, it will bring a great burden to the medical team.

By about half past eleven, Zhou Ping couldn't hold on.

The sun had burned his back to the ground, and his shoes had been burned by the hot concrete floor during the rescue.

In the rescue area, those big fans, generators, ice cubes and so on donated by others have no effect on cooling down at all.

In such weather, artificial rainfall cannot be used, otherwise a large amount of water vapor will be catalyzed by high temperatures, and it will become a hotbed of heat stroke, not to mention disaster relief personnel, and I am afraid that all the people buried in the rubble will die one by one.

Back to the makeshift shelter.

Zhou Ping poured a Huoxiang Zhengqi water and two honeysuckle potions, and after pasting a few cooling stickers, with the blessing of the surrounding ice cubes and fans, he finally felt that he was alive.

But there was still a hot pain in the back and neck, which should have been sunburned.

It is estimated that when I get up tomorrow morning, I will take off a large layer of skin.

"Old Zhou, why are you here!"

As soon as Zhou Ping rested and was about to leave, he saw Li Sanpang and Feng Hua'er, who were all red, also walking in.

Zhou Ping was pleasantly surprised to see Li Sanpang and Feng Hua'er, "There is a traffic jam here, I saw that the disaster was so serious, so I came over to help." You're all right. ”

"It's okay! We're pretty much the same. ”

Feng Hua'er said: "There is a power outage in the community, we have nowhere to go, so we plan to go to your house, but I didn't expect to meet you here before we arrived at your house." ”

Zhou Ping nodded, and after Li Sanpang and Feng Hua'er drank water to cool down, they decided to leave here and take a detour to go home from another way.

Although they still want to stay and help, they are not professionals, and staying here is even more confusing.

And now the phone still can't go out, Zhou Ping is afraid that the two children at home are too worried, so it's better to go home early.

As they walked, a stretcher passed them on, and on it lay a young-looking girl wearing a white T-shirt and light blue cropped jeans.

She was already dying, and her black hair, which symbolized youth, trembled with the shaking of the stretcher, but under her shorts, it was not the long legs that should have been white. From the thigh to the knee, it should have been smashed by cement gravel, and the bones were shattered, leaving only the flesh and skin involved, like two crispy intestines that had been cut off by a blunt instrument but were not broken, and the flesh and skin opened open, revealing dark red and white fat and some unknown tissue......

It was the first time for all three of them to see this kind of bloody scene, and their hearts suddenly flashed with shock, regret, and indescribable shock.

It is estimated that a piece of the ruins was dug up, so such injured people were carried over one after another, walking past the three people, the scene was bloodier than the other, some people were smashed on the head, it seemed that their brains had burst out, but their fingers were still moving, as if they were still breathing......

It is estimated that the most "slight" survivor is the uncle who was only smashed to his toe, but he probably experienced something, but his eyes were the most desperate one in it.

The corners of his eyes are full of tears, and his cloudy eyes are staring at the sky without fear of the sun.

When I was about to leave this rescue site.

Zhou Ping: They heard the disaster relief workers and doctors next to them discussing.

said that the uncle had a family of five, and he was the only one left.

In these eight hours or so after the earthquake.

He saw with his own eyes that his wife, his son, daughter-in-law and grandchildren were gradually dying after being hit for eight hours......

He couldn't move, and then watched as his loved ones died one by one, and when he was finally dug up, he was the only one still alive.

I heard that he originally wanted to commit suicide with a pen, but he probably hesitated for a long time and didn't dare to attack himself.

When the rescuers dug him out, he didn't say a word, and his old eyes looked at the rescuers, tears kept flowing down, but he didn't make a sound, and then after lying on the stretcher, he had a completely desperate expression.

Hearing these things, Zhou Ping and the others almost wanted to flee from here quickly, not because they didn't want to listen, but they didn't dare to listen, they didn't dare to look, they didn't dare to think.

As long as you think about it, you will perceive the hopelessness of life, like a thousand pounds of boulder hanging in your heart, clutching fiercely, dragging people into the abyss of despair and destruction.

It's too heavy.