Tsunamis don't stop because of everyone's fears.

Like a giant beast crawling out of the sea, it crossed the coastline with devastating force, opened its bloody jaws, and engulfed the nearby docks and cities, and the ships in the harbor were bitten to pieces.

Buildings left behind by the earthquake also collapsed in its rampage, and some of the people and animals who had just escaped the earthquake were swept into the sea by the waves.

Wherever it went, it was razed to the ground, everything was swallowed up by the sea, and the coast became an ocean.

Mu Feng and the others were on guard against the snakes and rats around them, and at the same time they were paying attention to the roaring sound that was getting closer and closer, both cramped and helpless.

Fortunately, most of the animals and insect groups that climbed to the top of the mountain have already gone far, or found a place where they think they are safe, and what really needs Mu Feng's attention is the few remaining snakes, be careful, and the pressure is not great.

Of course, if they can hear the sound, it doesn't mean that the tsunami has just come ashore, and it may have traveled a lot of distance on land.

The tsunami was so different that no one could say what it was. The communication situation on the staff's side is also not very optimistic, and the intermittent signal is not good.

After about half an hour, everyone's tense nerves seemed to have relaxed, and the pressure around them had also decreased, and they all began to talk to each other.

I also felt the hunger.

All in all, it's already past dinner time.

"How are you guys? I'm so hungry. The boy on Mu Feng's left looked at Mu Feng and them, holding a wooden stick in one hand and rubbing his stomach in the other.

On Mu Feng's right is Liu Xuan, and the boy on the left is called Zhao Yang, as his name suggests, he is a lively character.

Because I have talked to Mu Feng before, even if I can speak after coming and going, I am already a relatively familiar acquaintance in this group of people.

"Speaking of which, I'm really hungry......" Mu Feng glanced at Liu Xuan, turned his head to look at Zhao Yang with him, and nodded.

"From here, there are two people at intervals, two by two to eat, and the rest of the people go after they come back." Number 117 pointed to a man and a woman in front of him.

Several staff members were scattered throughout the team, trying to help everyone reduce the pressure, and at this time, three people also went to eat.

Mu Feng was the second group of people to go to dinner, and when it was her turn to eat, she rummaged through her luggage and accidentally caught a glimpse of the compressed biscuits in their hands at No. 117.

With a thought in her mind, she cautiously walked towards them.

No. 117 saw a short figure walking towards them, wearing a black mask and a black cap, and his clothes were also black, with short silver-gray hair, which was particularly eye-catching.

When the people got closer, he opened a box of compressed biscuits, raised his head, and looked at Mu Feng, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"That...... I wonder if I can exchange the food for compressed biscuits with you? Mu Feng didn't know if she could do it, but for the future, she always had to ask.

What if.

She had been thinking about stocking up on compressed biscuits before, but unfortunately, she didn't buy them, so she had to seize the opportunity now.

"This thing doesn't taste good, what do you want this for?" The driver didn't understand a little.

His family and luggage were already in the shelter, and he didn't bring anything to eat with him on this mission, so he had to follow them on 117 to eat compressed biscuits.

He really doesn't like to eat this thing.

"Yes." No. 117 glanced at Mu Feng more, recognized her, nodded, and didn't ask more.

He could probably see why. Anyway, he eats everything the same, and he wants to eat better.

"Really?! Then I'll go get some food. Mu Feng was overjoyed, said hello and ran back, and after a while, he came back with his backpack on his back as if nothing had happened.

"Whoa! Look at me. She opened her backpack and pointed out the instant noodles, biscuits, bread, ham and the like inside.

She wasn't worried about being bullied by them, and in this team, anyone could lie to her, but the people in the army wouldn't. Even if it will, it won't be now.

"A military compressed biscuit can last 72 hours, you know that, right?" Seeing Mu Feng running over with something stupidly, No. 117 couldn't help but ask.

He always felt that this girl didn't know this, but seeing that she was quite well prepared, he felt that she should know.

"It's okay, just change it," Mu Feng nodded, "If it's not enough, I'll go back and get it." She gestured to a suitcase not far away.

"Just look at it and give me some changes." Afraid that they would regret it, she added.

"Do you want it?" Number 117 took out a box of compressed biscuits and glanced at the two people beside him. These two men were the staff members of that van.

"Change." The other armed man nodded.

"There are six pieces in this," No. 117 handed the box of biscuits to Mu Feng, "You don't have to give more, one biscuit is enough for a day." ”

"Good!" Mu Feng nodded and took out all the food in his backpack.

The contents of her backpack were just enough to eat for seven days, in exchange for six compressed biscuits, no loss.

"You don't have to worry too much, these will be distributed to everyone when the rain stops."

Seeing Mu Feng's precautionary appearance, No. 117 still explained and gave Mu Feng another box.

These things were originally relief food taken out by the state just in case, and if there is an accident at this time, they must be distributed to everyone.

"That's a good relationship, but if you want to change in the future, remember to come to me, I have some other things." This wave of blood earnings, Mu Feng was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, but he was still very reserved and didn't laugh, smiled sweetly at them, sorted out his things, and walked back while no one was paying attention.

The location of the staff is a bit away from everyone else.

They specially chose the side of the cliff and ate while on guard, and the other three people had eaten and scattered elsewhere.

Mu Feng came over this time, and she happened to have her back to the others, and she deliberately paid attention to it, so others only knew that she went to the staff, but they didn't know what it was for.

She deliberately kept her voice low during the conversation, and it was raining so heavily that the others couldn't hear what they were talking about.

"I don't look very old, I didn't expect to think so far."

Another public officer in the van, number 617, raised an eyebrow as he looked at Mu Feng's distant back.

Like No. 117, he wears a camouflage uniform and belongs to the same unit.

As they spoke, they nodded to each other and got up and walked back.

After pulling away from the truck driver, No. 117 suddenly asked No. 617 next to him, "Did you see what was wrapped in plastic wrap in her backpack?" ”

"Well, I don't know what it is, it's so tightly wrapped." Occupational disease, No. 617 is difficult not to pay attention to.

"It should all be reference books," No. 117 glanced in Mu Feng's direction and slowed down, "When the vision happened before, everyone else was busy scared or looking outside, only her, although her hands were shaking because she was afraid, she still held a book and read there. ”

"Getting to the point." No. 617 kicked No. 117.

"It was about natural disasters, and I also saw the book in her hand, so I remembered to educate everyone about tsunamis and earthquakes." Number 117 ducked to the side.

"Oh?" Number 617 looked at his comrades, "What do you mean?" ”

"yes, I guess those are pretty much the same books." Number 117 nodded.