Three hours later, the sky gradually brightened…
The snow was getting heavier…The thickness of the snow had already reached 20 centimeters!
The civilians who were rescued wore the clothes that Mordo had handed over to them. They gathered around and looked at the group of assassins who had melted into the snow not far away.
They were still digging up the people buried in the ruins. It had been seven hours, and even if their physical fitness was strong, they were still tired…
Beside him, Mo Du was bringing a few women from the countryside to boil some soup in a big pot…
When the women from the village saw Mo Du's skin color, they were originally afraid…However, after seeing the wound on Mo Du's forehead, he realized that not only was Mo Du not afraid, but he was also a little tempted.
These rural women were all widows in the county town…
At this moment, a few assassins in white robes walked out of the portal. There were still traces of blood on their chests, and some of them had bandages wrapped around their heads.
"Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to recuperate?”
Mo Du frowned and berated the person who had arrived.
"Mister Mo Du…Just leave this to us. Although we're injured and can't participate in the rescue, we can still do these things..."
The injured Assassin in the lead said.
Hearing the injured assassin's words, Mordu pondered for a moment before nodding.
"Then I'll leave these to you. I'll go save them.”
After saying that, Mordo turned around and left. He had been taking care of the people who had been rescued. When he saw those who were still buried in the ruins, he wanted to rush to the front.
Sometimes, people were just so cheap!
Even though they knew that it was a very dangerous and tiring task that could lead to disability or death, they would still fight to the death to do it!
"He's here! Grandpa…This is for you…The weather is too cold, wear more…"
An injured assassin handed a thick cotton coat to an old man who had just been rescued.
"Ah... thank you... There's no need for that old man. You kids are still very young and you're still wearing so little. Hurry up and put it on…"
the old man said hurriedly.
"Hehe, Grandpa…I don't need it. Look, we're all wearing so little. We're not afraid of the cold..."
The injured Assassin was stunned for a moment before he chuckled. His eyes under the hood were filled with gratitude.
"Do you think I'm old and easy to fool? Who isn't afraid of the cold? Hurry up and put it on. Don't catch a cold!"
The old man said angrily with his eyes wide open.
"I'm fine... Grandpa…Hurry up and put it on, I still have something to do…"
After the assassin finished speaking, he stuffed the clothes into the old man's arms and limped away. Every time he walked, he gritted his teeth and persevered…
When his leg was hit by the aftershock again, it was hit by a falling rock, and his calf bone was broken. Now, he was clamped with a clamp…Then, he rushed back without stopping.
After the assassin left, the old man looked at the clothes in his arms and stood there in a daze…He only woke up when the person beside him asked him to bring a bowl of hot soup to drink.
At this moment, on the other side! The governor of Gansu Province, Wang Debiao, was anxiously pacing back and forth in his office. Because of the earthquake, although his original office did not collapse, he did not dare to go in.
Now, he had set up a tent in an open space.
It had been seven hours since the earthquake, and it was still snowing. All the county phones could not be contacted…The people he sent out had yet to return…
"Governor! Governor!"
At this moment, the secretary's anxious voice came from outside the tent. Hearing the voice, Wang Debiao pushed open the tent door and was about to go out. However, as soon as he opened the door, he felt the cold wind slashing his face like a knife, making him take two steps back…
Wang Debiao only felt better after he quickly closed the tent door.
A few seconds later, the tent door was opened, and the secretary walked in covered in snow. His face was red, either from anxiety or from the cold…
"The governor has found out. Guyuan County, Haiyuan County, and Jingyuan County have been razed to the ground, and more than half of the remaining counties have been destroyed. There's a 20-meter-wide crack over there, and we can't get past it at all…I can only see the periphery."
the secretary said hurriedly.
Hearing the secretary's words, Wang Debiao frowned.""If we send people over now, how fast can we get there?”
" It'll take at least a week because there are constant aftershocks and the snow is very thick. Not only are supplies lacking, but there are also many other aspects…So "
The secretary stopped talking.
"Okay, I got it. Let's wait until the aftershocks are over…"
After saying that, Wang Debiao waved his hand to let the secretary leave.
Once again, he was left alone in the tent. He took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it up, and took a deep breath. Then, he slowly exhaled.
I'm really sorry…I also have a lot of troops to support... Save all of you…I really can't support you guys... It was true!
They could only blame this era!
Every man for himself!
I'm kind to you. Maybe someone will come to my door tomorrow...
'Because I don't have the ability to protect myself…'
So I hope you don't blame me…I hope you can wait until after the aftershocks...
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