Chapter 119 The river is roaring, the river is roaring
The convoy has started.
Join them in a row and continue moving forward.
The next big gathering point is Shashi. Today we can't make it anyway, so we can only stop in the city ahead.
It started to rain again.
After entering April, the rain no longer continues all day long.
Instead, he became happy and sad.
Sometimes it's stormy, sometimes it's just cloudy, and even, if you're lucky, it can clear up for a short while during the day, but overall it's still gloomy.
It's like how people feel during menopause.
The queue is long.
The first dozen or so vehicles were all military vehicles, with practitioners from the army and the bureau sitting inside. They were the main force in building the mountain and paving the way.
A little further behind is the base camp, which is the team command center where the director of the Second Division is located. Key objects such as communication equipment are also here.
Behind them are the people’s processions and vehicles.
Every few dozen vehicles were interspersed with a military vehicle stationed with troops and small lapels.
In this way, the chaos is lined up like a land train.
…
The carriage where the director of the Second Division was located was transformed into a conference room.
At this time, several senior cadres were sitting together inside.
"The communication failure is too high. At least we can still roughly see the overall trend with the help of satellites. If it continues, I'm afraid we will become blind."
"Shashi has not fallen yet, but the pressure they are facing is also very high, and the supplies they promised us are very few... In fact, I am worried that this will be discounted."
"Alas, what can be done? The capital is gone. Without the capital to coordinate and command, the local officials are doing their own thing. Whatever can be done for us, alas."
"A lost dog, a lost dog! Last year during the meeting, those bureaucrats in Shashi were not polite when they saw us, but what about now? The demons are gone, and people don't look down on us anymore!"
"What's the use of talking about that? Let's think about how to get more supplies! And now the team is a little unstable. There have been more and more troubles in the past few days. Some crazy people have begun to spread rumors and spread rumors, making people's hearts wander.
, what if a collective riot breaks out if this continues?”
"Probably not..."
"Why not? I can still have enough food now, so I won't make a fuss. If we don't get enough food in the future, I bet there will be a fuss!"
"Okay, okay, I have a good relationship with Lao Li from Shashi. When we get here, I'll go ask for food."
"I'm afraid you won't come..."
"Enough!"
Suddenly, the Director of the Second Division, who had been silent all this time, slapped the table, and all the officials immediately shut their mouths.
There was silence in the carriage.
The director of the Second Division was sitting at the head, his expression gloomy and scary.
He was in a really bad mood. The lives of millions of people were at stake. Hundreds of people were dying every day.
On-board supply has always been on the verge of collapse. Without coordination from the capital, various localities have become extremely uncooperative.
If time hadn't been short, I'm afraid warlords from all over the country would have come out again.
Pressed by all these pressures, he, a dignified ninth-grade expert, almost collapsed as if he were an ordinary person.
Roaring about Qiao Ya before was a sign of his emotional instability.
"well."
At this moment, the Director of the Second Division suddenly remembered the official named Jiang and the conversation they had on the outskirts of the magical capital.
"Now that I think about it, it might not be a bad thing to stay in the Magic City. At least... people there can die faster and save a lot of time and effort."
It suddenly occurred to him.
Suddenly I felt that ginger is really spicier with age...
I sighed and listened to the sound of heavy raindrops hitting the roof of the iron car.
Suddenly something moved in his mind: "Is it raining again?"
"Yes." Seeing that no one answered, a civil servant could only say bravely.
"How much rain will it rain?"
"...very big."
"How big is it?!" the director said angrily.
He said helplessly: "Why don't you take a look for yourself?"
The director rolled up his sleeves, stood up, pushed open the carriage door, and suddenly appeared on the roof of the carriage.
This is too simple for him.
Standing on the roof of the iron car.
The field of vision is also much wider.
The pouring rain still couldn't get even half of his clothes wet.
From a distance, he was forced away by invisible air waves.
"It's really big..."
He thought, putting his hands behind his hands and looking forward.
The vanguard troops in front walked faster and were separated from the main troops by a certain distance.
This is so that when the road is interrupted, the large troops behind can be given time to buffer and stop.
At this moment, in the pouring rain, ordinary people could not see clearly what was ahead.
But this is not an obstacle for a ninth-grade expert.
He looked away and saw dozens of vanguard vehicles already walking far away.
The road is smooth. There seems to be no earthquakes nearby, so the road condition is very good.
Not far from one side of the road is a river, which should be the water vein of Dongting Lake. I don’t know the name.
The water level is probably very high at this time.
"Fortunately, there have been no earthquakes here. Otherwise, if the embankments were damaged, the roads would also be destroyed."
He looked at the big river in the distance and couldn't help but think about it.
As soon as this thought came to his mind, he thought again of the strange young man in white who had stopped the car before.
"Well? Why can't I remember his specific appearance?"
The director of the Second Division was suddenly startled.
Only then did he realize that there was no specific appearance of the other party in his memory!
How is this possible?
Although the ninth-level experts are unable to deal with a catastrophe, their individual abilities are extremely strong.
The comprehensive ability of the body is far beyond that of ordinary people.
I can’t say that I remember everything, but it’s definitely weird that you can’t remember someone you just met not long ago in such a short time!
"That person...has a problem?"
"The girl said he once predicted disaster?"
"Impossible...impossible. It is impossible for a mere first-class person to have the ability to predict the advanced field. Any abilities involving fate, time, space, etc. in advanced fields are not something that a mere first-class superpower can involve..."
"
"Maybe it's because I've been too tired recently..."
He comforted himself over and over again.
Then he turned around and prepared to go back to the car to rest.
And the moment he turned around, the ground suddenly shook.
Earthquake!
Another earthquake!
Along the way, he has become accustomed to extremely frequent earthquakes, but...
If an earthquake occurs here...if the dam collapses...then...
The director of the Second Division stiffened, and then disappeared, creating a scarlet phantom and chasing the forward team in an instant!
His speed is too fast!
In just a blink of an eye, he crossed an extremely long distance and arrived on the embankment in front of him.
As soon as he stood firm, he saw that the river bank in front of him was slowly collapsing... disintegrating... Then, the Dongting water veins and the huge angry river seemed to have found a vent, pouring out all the anger that had been accumulated for many days.
And out!
The river collapsed!
The Nu River is boiling!
The river tilted, carrying a huge force, turning into a torrent and spreading across the vast land.
In front, dozens of vanguard vehicles composed of the most elite soldiers and practitioners were instantly swallowed up by the Nu River!
Not even a single wave was made.
Then he disappeared into the vast water!
The director stood stunned, as if he had been struck by lightning!
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Click!
A bolt of thunder and lightning penetrated the sky and illuminated the world in white.
This should have been an extremely terrifying celestial phenomenon.
However, the people in the car seemed completely unaware.
They have become accustomed to such thunder.
Cheng Lin was sitting in the car, which was obviously clean and a little looser. He sat cross-legged on the outside, with a large book without a name on his knees.
A dynamic watercolor painting is now appearing on the page of the book.
A thousand-mile embankment collapsed due to an earthquake.
Thousands of miles were flooded and roads were cut off.
In the picture, a small figure stands in the corner, seemingly in shock.
After a while.
Only then did he feel an obvious shock, and the driver hurriedly started honking his horn frantically. Fortunately, the convoy was too long and the speed was not very fast, so he could still stop and avoid a major rear-end collision.
"Is the ground shaking again?"
"It should be."
"The road won't be blocked again, right?"
"What are you afraid of? If there is a traffic jam, someone will get through it."
"However, I always feel like something is not quite right..."
People in the carriage were talking.
They are the relatives of the little lapels, and they can enjoy some preferential treatment during the transfer, such as better carriage environment, more timely meals, safety guarantee, etc.
After Qiao Ya brought Cheng Lin here, she disappeared.
Cheng Lin was not in a hurry and just sat there flipping through the book.
At this moment, he slowly closed the book and sighed quietly.
After a while, news suddenly came from the front:
The earthquake collapsed the river bed, and the river flowed out. The entire forward troops were washed away by the water and disappeared without a trace. They were probably dead.
Of course, this doesn't seem to matter.
The important thing is... the river has completely blocked the way forward.
In other words, the team was forced to stop again this time for who knows how long.
…
Ten minutes after the convoy stopped.
Qiao Ya reappeared in front of Cheng Lin.
Not only her, but also several colleagues behind her who looked in awe.
Cheng Lin sat cross-legged in the carriage.
Quietly looking at them standing on the ground.
"Is something wrong?"
he asked.
The other people looked at Qiao Ya.
Qiao Ya sighed and said, "The director invites you."