Piercing air raid sirens were sounded, and the sound echoed through the city like a ghost.

"go go go, run, we're going to get to the building Daniel built."

Blake was the first to react, and made a choice, which was the closest tall building to them now, and the only hope of survival.

Ben Taylor, ignoring the pain, jumped and ran forward, but Ethan resisted him, and the crowd ran desperately towards the half-built building in front of him.

Before entering the building, the group turned around, and a white line on the sea in the distance swept in the direction of the city.

A huge freighter was carried by the tsunami and crashed into the red Golden Gate Bridge, the loud sound that they could all hear clearly, and the cars on the bridge flew up like building blocks.

After the monstrous waves broke the Golden Gate Bridge, they marched along the bay towards the city, venting the power of heaven and earth all the way.

Arriving at the fire staircase, Ethan put Ben Taylor down with a red face.

He put his hands on his knees, leaned against the wall, and gasped for air

No matter how good his physical fitness was, he ran sharply for a few minutes while carrying a person of more than 100 pounds to avoid obstacles on the road, which almost made him breathless.

"Hurry up, don't stop, I'll follow in a moment."

Now was not the time to be polite, Ben Taylor knew he was the one dragging his feet now, gritted his teeth and took Ollie's hand as he walked up the stairs.

Blake looked at him worriedly, Ethan waved his hand to signal that he was okay, and when he was breathing well, he and Blake ran up the fire staircase as fast as they could.

Soon caught up with Ben Taylor and Ollie, Ethan really didn't have the strength to resist him running the stairs anymore, so he could only hold him up, and the group kept running upward.

I don't know how many floors I climbed, but Ethan suddenly stopped.

Before Blake could react, he bumped into his back, and Ethan quickly reached forward to stop castration.

Looking at the sharp steel bars in front of him, a cold sweat broke out on his back.

The earthquake has collapsed the staircase up, and the reinforced concrete blocks have sealed the stairway tightly.

Everyone had no choice but to open the fire door and enter the building, where the empty hall was unobstructed, with a few thick cement pillars in the middle.

Ben Taylor sat on the floor with a frown, his wound bursting and staining his pants red with the exertion.

"What's that sound?" Ollie listened to the roar and stared out of the building with wide eyes.

As Black approached the glass wall, the sea flooded the streets, knocked down the buildings, and rushed towards them.

Blake bit his lip, and after estimating the height, he hurriedly took a few steps back, his eyes full of panic, "Our height is not enough, hurry up and find cover." ”

Ethan grabbed her hand and ducked with Blake behind a concrete pillar.

Ben Taylor also hugged Ollie, clasping the pillar with both hands, and several people looked at each other, waiting for the judgment of fate.

The rushing sound of the sea was getting louder and louder, and the whole building was shaking violently.

Ethan felt his heart jump out of his throat, and the hand holding the pillar couldn't help but increase a little harder.

With a loud bang, the glass curtain wall was broken by the sea.

The current washed away harder and harder, and Ben Taylor, who was next to him, exclaimed, and was washed away by the sea.

Ethan held up for a while, then reluctantly let go of his hand.

At the moment of letting go, he and Blake were swept into the water, and after two dizzying rolls, Blake disappeared, Ethan's eyes widened, and a car rushed past him, and the rearview mirror hung heavily on his lap.

Under the heavy impact, Ethan was taken into the water.

He held his breath and kept paddling his hands, straining upward.

"Ethan, paddle this way."

Fortunately, due to the obstruction of the wall, after the first wave of the sea water passed, the speed of the water slowed down, and it finally came to the surface, Ethan breathed in the oxygen and looked at the place where the sound came from.

Blake and the others were lucky not to be hit by the debris carried by the sea, and had already swam to the entrance of the fire escape on the other side.

The water in the hall was still rising at a rate visible to the naked eye, and Ethan swam towards them in pain.

Ben Taylor and Blake worked together to pull Ethan out of the water, and along the fire elevator that was still intact, several people connected two floors before stopping.

When the fire door was opened, several people collapsed on the concrete floor like routs.

There was a tingling pain in his thigh, Ethan quickly sat up and took off his coat and threw it aside, ignoring that Blake was still beside him, pulled down his pants, and saw a bruise on his thigh.

Blake didn't care as he came over and helped him to his feet, and Ethan took a deep breath and took two steps forward, feeling a tingling sensation.

I don't know how it hurts, but there is no better way now than to endure it first.

With Blake's support, he slowly walked towards the glass curtain wall.

As far as the eye can see, there is an ocean.

High-rise buildings stand in the sea, like isolated islands, and the water surface is full of all kinds of debris.

Ben Taylor hugged Ollie in fear, and if they followed the flow of people, the tsunami could kill San Francisco.

This floor has been renovated for the most part, and there are office supplies piled up everywhere, they looked for it, but they didn't use any materials that could be used, and they didn't know when they could wait for rescue, so they had to rest in place and recover their strength.

Not far away, Ollie lay asleep in Ben Taylor's arms.

Ethan pulled his soggy cigarette and radio into his pocket.

Grab the cigarette hard and squeeze out a puff of water.

I shook the walkie-talkie, turned the switch, but nothing happened, and there was still water oozing out of the gap.

He reluctantly threw the walkie-talkie aside and leaned against the pillar to look out of the curtain wall, hoping that rescue would arrive soon.

Footsteps sounded, he looked up, and Blake walked over to him with his hands in his hair, his wet vest fitting perfectly to the curves of her body.

He leaned sideways to give up a spot, and Blake sat down close to him.

Feeling Blake's arm cold and his body still trembling slightly, Ethan reached into his pocket and took out a piece of chocolate from the space.

This is the last time he was on patrol with Siobhan, he couldn't eat what was thrown to him, but he didn't like sweets, so he casually put it in the space.

The little thing was easy to explain, so he took the chocolate out.

Under Blake's surprised gaze, Ethan tore open the package and handed it to her.

Blake took the chocolate, broke it in half without hesitation, whistled, tossed it to Ben Taylor, and reached out to nib Ollie.

With half of the chocolate left, she broke it into two pieces again and picked up one of them and brought it to Ethan's mouth.

"I don't like sweets, you can eat them yourself."

Ethan shook his head in refusal, but Blake thought he was shirking it, and looked at him with a determined look in his eyes, the chocolate pinched by his fingers did not move.

He had to open his mouth, and Blake quickly put his finger in his mouth, then withdrew his hand, licked his finger, and smiled at him, his big blue crystal eyes looking like huskies.

Ethan reached out and took Blake into his arms and chewed it carefully, it tasted good.

I don't know how long it took, but Ollie shouted in surprise:

"Wake up, I see someone outside in a boat."