Chapter 2 Collapse
At this time, the pace was so fast that she was almost running, so Jiang Yao almost fell when she was pulled by Wen Xuehui, but after shaking twice, she finally stood firm.
"I'm sorry, I'm a little distracted." Jiang Yao apologized in a low voice, "I don't know why, but I suddenly feel very uneasy. Otherwise, let's hurry up and run faster."
Wen Xuehui nodded, held hands with Jiang Yao and started running. When she looked back and saw the two comrades behind her also running away, she didn't say anything.
On a rainy night, the thunder was bursting, and it was obviously the hottest summer, but at night, it was so cold that one couldn't help shivering.
In Jiang Yao's ears, Wen Xuehui's voice was cursing the weather, and there was the sound of a dead branch being broken by her foot.
The night in the village, under the caress of the moon, was terrifyingly dark, with thunder and lightning, which added a bit of horror to the dark night.
If it weren't for the fact that there were two soldiers behind her, Jiang Yao wouldn't be sure whether she and Wen Xuehui, two girls who were afraid of the dark, would dare to run on this path at this time.
"Run! Run!"
Suddenly, there was a roar behind him, and there was an unfamiliar sound in his ears. When Jiang Yao looked back in shock, a pair of hands instantly pushed her and Wen Xuehui out. In the dark night, she saw a face...
A familiar yet unfamiliar face.
The mountain that had been washed away by the rain for several days was no longer as strong as it used to be. After the huge shaking, the mountain, instead of a mountain, became a tall and large mound.
Buried that face in it.
"Lu..." Jiang Yao looked at the mound in front of her and wanted to go back in a panic.
"Jiang Yao, don't go over, it's dangerous." Wen Xuehui quickly grabbed Jiang Yao, unable to express the pain in her heart, "This comrade pushed us out at a critical moment regardless of his own life, giving us time to hide. When the landslide opened, he himself was buried in it..."
"Company commander!" The little soldier on the side looked at him and suddenly wanted to rush forward as if he was crazy.
Seeing that the mountain collapse was still shaking, Wen Xuehui directly hugged the waist of the mad warrior who was about to rush forward, "Come on, we can't go over, look at that mountain, if we don't go, we will be buried here too. In this case, if we all die here, what is the sacrifice of your company commander?"
"You are talking nonsense, there is no sacrifice, the company commander will not sacrifice, I'm going to pull him out!" The little soldier was really crazy and almost lost his reason, "Blame me, blame me, and stopped and turned back when I heard the sound stupidly. Look, it was the company commander who pushed me away in time, but because of me, he didn't have time to run, it's all my fault!"
"Jiang Yao, what are you doing standing there stupidly? Come and help drag this stupid boy away!" Wen Xuehui roared at Jiang Yao who seemed to be going forward, "Don't give it to me at this time. Stupid, four deaths and one death, such a simple math problem, you can't do it?"
This is not a simple math problem, because the person buried in the mound is Lu Xingzhi, her husband who has been married for eleven years.
The person who is most unlikely to appear here, happens to have actually appeared here.
Even though he resisted marrying him, Jiang Yao couldn't run away alone while watching him buried in the ground.
"Save him, we must save him." Jiang Yao had only this thought in her heart. She ran towards the mound left by the landslide, ignoring the slope that was already falling down, and threw the dirt with both hands. , "It should be here, it should be here."