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Chapter 1954: Big Traffic Jam

The traffic jam has been stuck for an hour, and there is still no sign of it being cleared, and not even the rescue vehicle has seen any passage.

I don’t know if the emergency lane was blocked or if we were going from another direction. Anyway, we were stuck here for so long and didn’t see any rescue vehicles pass through.

We were all a little bored, so An Yifeng and I got out of the car and smoked a cigarette to kill the boring time.

An Yifeng stood on a high place and glanced behind us, and immediately cursed: "These idiots are all blocked in the emergency lane. No wonder we can't see the rescue vehicle passing through. It's completely blocked."

I also glanced in the direction behind, and indeed, as An Yifeng said, the emergency lane was blocked.

It was deliberately blocked by a big brother driving a Mercedes Benz. This big brother was probably a sweetheart and didn't want these idiots to take the emergency lane, so a car crossed two lanes and blocked all the cars taking the emergency lane.

Already.

All I can say is great!

Of course, the drivers he blocked also honked their horns to signal him to get out of the way, and he closed the windows as if he didn't hear the horns.

It wasn't until the traffic police came and issued tickets one by one that he got out of the way.

It is true that he was scolded by those drivers, but I think it doesn't matter to him.

He is not an ordinary person to have the courage to block those people taking the emergency lane, and there is nothing these people can do to him.

Two hours later, rescue vehicles finally passed. There were ambulances and fire engines, and traffic police vehicles were clearing the way in front.

But we don’t know how long the traffic jam will last. It may be soon, or the accident may be more complicated than we imagined.

When we got back to the car, it was a little warmer, but if the traffic continued like this, I didn't know how to spend this cold night.

Fortunately, An Lan went to the supermarket to buy some snacks and water before departure, so at least we wouldn't go hungry.

But what about those people stuck in traffic like us?

At this time, a drone suddenly rose in the sky.

The person operating the drone was the person in the car next to us. He seemed to be using the drone to see what was going on ahead.

I also want to know what the situation is now, because it has been an hour since the rescue vehicle arrived, and there is still no movement, and it is almost dark now.

I walked towards the Volkswagen SUV next to me, then took out a cigarette and handed it to the brother who was operating the drone in the car, and said, "Brother, what's going on ahead?"

He took my cigarette, then looked at the display on his phone and said, "We haven't even arrived yet, but we've already flown almost two kilometers away. This is a bit of a gamble!"

As he spoke, he turned the screen of his phone to me and motioned for me to look at it.

Seeing the long traffic jams on the screen of his mobile phone, I suddenly felt a sense of pessimism in my heart.

Because there were more than one accidents, the blocked cars also had rear-end collisions of various sizes.

This scene is really comparable to the Spring Festival Transport, or even more serious than the Spring Festival Transport.

This is also the first major traffic jam I have ever experienced in my life, and it was also in a mountainous area with low temperatures.

The drone flew for more than four kilometers before finally arriving at the first accident site.

An Lan had previously read in the navigation that it was a series of rear-end collisions. After looking at the scene, he realized that it was a heavy-duty trailer that had rolled over and straddled both sides of the lane, blocking the roads on both sides.

In addition, this was a tanker truck, and all the oil inside leaked out, causing the tires of the vehicle behind it to slip, causing a secondary accident again.

And because there were too many cars in the backlog, the accident was so serious that a crane could not enter the scene for rescue, creating a deadlock.

At present, it seems that the only way to allow the crane to enter is to wait for the fire department to open an emergency lane and let some vehicles pass first.

"It's over! I don't know how long I have to gamble. Hey... my wife is about to give birth. I rushed back from Chongqing. If I had known, I would have taken the high-speed rail!" The guy who was driving the drone said with some annoyance.

I also sighed softly and said to him: "Looking at the situation, the traffic police will probably find a way to clear some of the traffic first. Then you can explain the situation to the traffic police and go directly to the emergency lane."

"We'll see what happens later. There's no point in rushing now." This guy's mentality is quite good.

After chatting with him for a while, I returned to the car and told An Lan and An Yifeng about the previous situation.

They both felt sad for a while and said they had never encountered such a serious car accident.



Time continued to pass minute by minute, and the temperature in the car began to drop as the heater disappeared.

I didn't dare to turn on the heater anymore, because there was less than half of the fuel left in the tank, and the nearest gas station was sixty kilometers away.

We had no choice but to close the car windows and huddle together to keep warm.

An Lan was really foresighted. She brought a down jacket, which could somewhat resist the cold.

But she handed me the down jacket and said, "Put on the down jacket to keep it warm."

"I don't need it. You can wear it yourself. I'm fine."

"Don't be stubborn, I'm still wearing a sweater underneath, and you're just wearing a bottoming shirt, it's too thin."

An Yifeng also said to me: "Brother-in-law, just put it on, and I will give my coat to Sister An Lan."

An Yifeng said and was about to take off his coat, but An Lan stopped him: "You can wear it yourself, I'm not cold yet."

"It's okay, sister, I'm anti-freeze... When I was a soldier, in the dead of winter, I only had a sweatshirt as a training uniform and a short-sleeved shirt."

An Yifeng said and took off his coat.

I finally said to them: "You both put them on. It's not cold yet. If it gets really cold later, we'll think of something else."

After discussing it for a while, they finally agreed with my decision.

The car windows were all closed, which didn't seem to work very well. As the sky gradually darkened, the temperature seemed to have dropped a lot.

Fortunately, the space in the car is small, and the body temperature of the three of us is somewhat better than outside the car.

A layer of fog quickly formed on the car windows and windshield, and I couldn't see what was going on outside. I only knew that it was still not open to traffic.

There is nothing more desperate than this!

But we are not the only ones who are desperate. At least we are not in such a hurry. Like the guy next to us, his wife is about to give birth to a baby. He should be more anxious than us.

The time has come to eight o'clock in the evening, and four and a half hours have passed since we were stuck here.

The sky was completely dark, and almost all the cars were turned off, because no one knew how long the traffic jam would last, and no one dared to turn on the air conditioner even if it was cold.

It felt bad to feel like everything was in a dull state. Suddenly, a man's rage came from outside the car.

I opened the car door and took a look. The roaring man was not far in front of us. He stood on the roof of the car, took off his clothes, waved the clothes in his hands and shouted, as if he was venting his grievances.

Everyone is aggrieved, but this is incompetent rage. Can it solve the problem? Instead, it makes itself embarrassed.

Many passengers got out of the car and took a look, and some people were asking: "Who still has cigarettes? I haven't smoked in a few hours. If anyone has one, I'll buy it."

"Who has something to eat? I'm starving to death."

"Who has water? Any water will do..."

Various voices sounded after the man became furious, and it seemed that everyone was not doing well.

Fortunately, we had food and drink in the car, but we didn't seem to have much cigarettes left.


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