The mudslide collapsed, which was the first time for Xiaobei Village that had gone through decades of vicissitudes. Jiang Hao and everyone devoted themselves to the rescue. Everyone knew that they only had all their strength left to fight against time.

As long as you win over time, life will have a chance to breathe.

"Dig! Hurry!"

Zhang Wu looked at the group of young and middle-aged people standing behind him and roared.

The sky was so dark that there was only mist and mist. Everyone was immersed in digging, but they did not notice that the soil above had become soft, the depressions on it were getting bigger and bigger, and the mud was crumbling.

The people who were immersed in digging did not notice at all that the mud and rocks crashed and fell downwards with extremely rapid acceleration, and the crowd suddenly exploded.

"It's landslide again, run! Run!"

Someone in the crowd shouted something, and the situation suddenly became chaotic. Before the people immersed in digging had time to run, the pain and shouts of being hit by mud and rocks came one after another. The danger broke out quickly and urgently.

Wails filled the field, and a group of people fled quickly. The rocks and torrents seemed to wash away people all at once, and the moment of escape was chaotic and panicked.

Zhang Wu was lame, and the mud and rocks on the upper left were rolling down in his direction, and were about to hit Zhang Wu. Jiang Hao threw away the iron pick and hoe, quickly ran to Zhang Wu, and hugged Zhang Wugun.

When he reached the side, the fierce collision caused severe pain in the muscles of his hand.

Mud and rocks fell steadily beside them, and both of them were shocked.

Ignoring the pain, Jiang Hao immediately helped Zhang Wu up and quickly fled to the open area of ​​the tea farm. As soon as the group of people's front feet touched the ground, the entire mountain collapsing behind them collapsed.

People who had no time to escape were buried alive like this. Jiang Hao stared intently at the living people in front of him being swallowed up by the mud in an instant, and his heart twisted into a ball.

Shocked, regretful, and the powerful impact of nature on life made him unable to move his eyes away.

Just now, everyone worked together to dig out the person who was trying to be pulled out. Several fingers were moving all the time. After the diggers escaped, they could only watch the hand that was trying to survive being buried alive by the disaster.

The fingers that were struggling to survive were covered by the collapsed soil, and there was no movement or trace at all.

When everyone saw this scene, they held their breath and just stood there watching blankly, unable to calm down for a long time.

The rolling stones finally stopped eroding, and the earth regained a moment of tranquility after being destroyed like a landslide.

There was silence for a long time, but no one dared to take action. Looking at the entire mountain col, the mountains and hills were turned into ruins. Muds and rocks flowed like floods and beasts, leaving only ruins of the village.

Seeing that no one dared to move, Jiang Hao gently touched the wound on his arm. The scar hit by the stone was huge and blood was flowing out. He didn't care about treating the wound. He stood up and faced everyone.

When the wind blows, it feels quite desolate.

He pondered for a moment, looking at everyone's faces with lingering fears of escaping from the catastrophe, hiding the compassion and sadness in his heart, and slowly said: "While it's stopped, hurry up and save people. If you can save just one,

one!"

Zhang Wu stood on one foot, leaning half of his body on Lao Yu, as if quietly waiting for Jiang Hao to give orders.

In the face of major events in Xiaobei Village, Jiang Hao has always been able to take the lead and clearly figure out the problems and follow-up plans.

Immediately there were voices of opposition in the crowd, and some expressions showed lingering fear and dissatisfaction.

"If you want to save people, the thick mud and rocks will be gone by the time they are dug out."

One by one they jumped up like grasshoppers, and most of them were thinking in their minds that they should rescue the dead people in the mud pile one by one. Besides, no one knew whether there would be a larger-scale landslide. Doing anything rashly would lead to death.

In the face of life and death, no one dares to go forward easily and continue to participate in the rescue, sacrificing themselves in exchange for the lives of others. They cannot do it yet.

Zhang Wu felt extremely heavy when he looked at the dilapidated appearance of the entire Xiaobei Village.

Is it possible and valuable for the lives buried under the rubble to be saved? What is the livelihood and way out for such a large group in Xiaobei Village?
Chapter completed!