Chapter 1699

Get back on the road.

In the next step, there was basically no one to speak.

Yan GUI's wound is still in pain. The scenes and sentences of the villagers have just echoed in his mind. He has no energy or mind to speak.

Mo shangyun is also responsible for the simplest communication.

Mo shangyun had to report the coordinates, geographical conditions, and the dangers of the village one by one. In addition to the journey, the whole process was reported.

Before dawn, they passed through a village, where the village was in serious danger, but the people in charge were still alive. They soon organized the uninjured young men and began to carry out rescue and relief work. In the face of Mo shangyun's appeasement and explanation, they also expressed their understanding and even shed tears for their young and tired coming.

When he left the village, Yan GUI's face showed a long lost smile. He almost happily said to Mo shangyun: "Mo Mo, you see, it's not all like this."

"Well."

Mo Shang Yun responded lightly.

There are good ones and bad ones.

But it's not bad.

The only road leading to another village was blocked in the dark.

Mo shangyun and others thought about it for a while, and finally decided to go around it. The middle of the road was covered with mud, waiting for the road to be bypassed.

Then, the four men stood on the muddy soil, for a long time did not return to God.

The village shown on the map, in their view, can not find a trace.

It was devastated.

The whole village, buried by landslides, no longer exists.

Buildings, fields, villagers, nothing.

Under the dim morning light, what they see is a quiet natural landscape.

But they saw hell.

They stood silent for several minutes.

Finally, Mo shangyun reported the situation of the village to the other three people and said, "let's go."

She was the first to turn around and not look back.

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after leaving the village along the original road, moshangyun gave them half an hour's rest.

It's seven in the morning.

Those who went to bed early last night did not sleep for an hour.

For the next eight or nine hours, they hardly ever closed their eyes.

Very tired.

From body to heart.

It just stopped raining.

They have no image to speak of. They sit on the ground all over the mud, numbly eat compressed biscuits, drink water, solve the problem of food and clothing, and then seize the time to close their eyes and sleep.

In fact, I couldn't sleep at all.

No chatting, because no one knows where to start, only the heart is full of heavy.

After half an hour, everyone got up quickly and neatly and went to the next place without any delay.

Silence, silence, silence

It seems to be the atmosphere they are most used to.

This is just the beginning.

In the next two days, what they saw and experienced seemed to be the most common, cruelty and disaster again and again, which eroded their fresh hearts and numbed them. At last, there was only a little pity and sadness left.

In the middle, they had several aftershocks. At the most dangerous time, the whole group almost died.

However, after avoiding the falling objects and the collapse of their feet, they stood for a few seconds, as if nothing had happened, and walked on calmly.

Shoes were worn, feet are blisters and wounds, this real hell environment, the difficulty they have participated in many times in the field survival training incomparable.

Fortunately, two days later, everyone stuck to the end, reaching the focus of the route with a healthy body.

The mission ended.

But that young and full of vitality of the heart, but full of holes.

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