The vast deserted plateau.
A white “Land Rover” appeared on the winding Panshan Highway. The car body was covered with mottled mud. Even the glass of the window was covered with thick dust. At first glance, it experienced bumpy wind and dust all the way.
A man and a woman sit in the cab. The man was sitting in the driver’s seat, with messy hair, irregular beard, bloodshot eyes and chapped lips. The women were not much better, and a few pieces of white gauze were chaotically bandaged on their bodies and arms, and the slightly black blood stains penetrated, and some wounds were obviously red and swollen and inflamed. The car stopped slowly. The two stared dullly at the front, which was already the highest point of the road.
“Is it safe?” the woman asked weakly.
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“Maybe.” The man replied casually, the overstretched physical strength made him dizzy.
This kind of question and answer has been repeated too much in the past few days. A few days ago, there was a loud explosion between heaven and earth, a large crack appeared on the ground, the earth collapsed instantly, and the sea water poured back, the legendary end came to their city. Fortunately, at that time, their family was running on the highway in the suburbs, and they finally threw off the tsunami behind them.
“Are you hungry?” the woman asked in a weak voice.
“Woo…” The man’s answer could not hear “Yes” or “No”.
The woman sighed and took a silvery knife from under her feet with difficulty, untied a piece of gauze on her chest.
“Don’t!” the man shouted violently: “It will die again!”
She paused hesitantly, silently.
“Then,” she twisted her body and looked at the rear seat of the car: “Is there one less arm, shouldn’t it be okay?”
A chubby baby lying behind the car, eyes closed Fall asleep sweetly.