"You have to drive a long time from here to the county seat. There is also ice on the road. Don’t rush away. Stay here for one night and leave tomorrow morning. It will be dark in another two or three hours. It's getting dark early." The village party secretary came over and found the three people, Bai Song, and sent out an invitation again.

From the village party secretary's point of view, only if these people are left for dinner can they be considered complete. What if they don't eat after work?

The northeast region is too cold in winter, and the food culture here is also special to keep out the cold. At this latitude, if you use the soup-drinking culture of Guangdong Province and the Hu-spicy soup culture of Henan Province, you can basically freeze to death...you have to make a big pot of meat. In this case, it is absolutely impossible for a friend to stop him from eating.

"We still have a job, and we must go back soon." Bai Song felt that this village party secretary was too enthusiastic, and the three of them couldn't bear the enthusiasm of this one.

"No, no, it's too late, it's really unsafe, here..." Before the village party secretary finished speaking, Bai Song's phone rang.

The village party secretary had prepared a lot of words, but after seeing this scene, he didn't continue the invitation, and asked Bai Song to answer the phone first.

In his opinion, this is not a problem. It is mainly procrastinated. After two hours of procrastination, I ate here no matter what.

"What's the matter?" Bai Song asked immediately when he saw Wang Liang's call. It stands to reason that Wang Liang sent WeChat for nothing important, and calls are usually urgent.

"Are you all right!" Wang Liang said in a hurry.

"It's okay," Bai Song was a little puzzled: "The three of us are here. We haven't set off yet, what can we do?"

"That's good", Wang Liang breathed a sigh of relief: "After you passed, I have been worrying about what you will encounter again. I have been staring at some local things backstage here. I just saw a car accident in the local area suddenly. I was scared. I jumped, I thought it was you!"

"No," Bai Song shook his head: "It's impossible to be tracked from beginning to end this time."

"Then I don't care, I can rest assured if you are okay." Wang Liang was relieved.

Listening to Wang Liang’s concern, Bai Song was a little embarrassed: "The three of us came out, you are too sensitive. The weather here is cold, there is ice, and the car accident is normal. However, what a car accident, this can still be in the news. NS?"

"The pictures taken by netizens are particularly unclear. They said that the bus fell into the river and overturned. The firefighters are rushing there. However, I looked at the map and couldn't make it through for an hour. I was worried that it was your car." Wang Liang said.

"We rented a four-wheel drive A4, just one day, it doesn't hurt to talk about 200 rents." Bai Song said: "Where do you think that place is? Near us?"

Bai Song heard about this kind of thing, and felt that if he got closer, he should go and see it. It's not his character that he won't save him.

"You can go and see," Wang Liang said: "By the way, see if there are other reasons. What if it is really against you?"

"Are you saying you made a mistake?" Bai Song called and shook his head slightly: "It's impossible. But if you get close to me, I'll go over. You send me the address."

"Okay," Wang Liang hung up and sent a message to Bai Song.

Bai Song glanced at him, only ten kilometers away from him.

"What's the matter?" Seeing Bai Song, the village party secretary hung up the phone, "Is there a car accident somewhere?"

"Yeah," Bai Song glanced at the map to the village party secretary: "It's only a dozen kilometers. The ambulance and fire truck will probably take more than an hour to arrive. The three of us are going to check it out."

"This place..." The village party secretary frowned, "Here is a big hillside with a bridge hole underneath. If you roll down from above, this will be troublesome. If it is really a passenger car, this is not a joke. In this way, I call a few people to be with you."

"Okay." Bai Song walked out after speaking.

Such things are really uncommon in rural areas. There are regular car accidents in winter and cars rolling into the ditch every year. The villagers are basically willing to help, and no one has ever asked for payment before helping. Generally speaking, the rescued car will give out some thank-you money, cigarettes, etc. This is another matter, and there is no initiative to ask for it. Of course, if this kind of money and cigarettes are not given, the driver will be embarrassing and disgraced, and will be looked down upon.

More than ten kilometers, for the rural people, it’s not very close. The village party secretary has a car and called three people from the card player next door, holding tools such as shovel, crowbar, and axe, and others holding a few. With a big quilt, two cars set off.

Bai Song has navigation, but he didn't dare to drive too fast. It was just after three o'clock in the afternoon. There was almost no ice on the road. Their car was snow tires. It was easy to move forward without waiting for the car behind. It was there in 20 minutes. on site.

This side is a big slope, and a bit shady, the **** is east-west, the south is the mountain, and the north is a downward slope.

The **** is not steep, there are steps on it, and there are guardrails. This guardrail is high enough for ordinary cars, but not enough for passenger cars.

There was no way to park on the side of the road. Bai Song could only get his car stuck on the right side of the hillside, drove up a little bit, got down to block the wheel with a stone, and then walked towards the hillside.

It can be seen from the car prints on the road that the car lost control after pressing the ice on the road. The ice was very slippery because it was in the shade. The driver did not manage well, which directly caused the car to lose control and rolled down the hill.

The three of them walked to the other side of the road and glanced under the hillside, Bai Song found that this is not so simple.

Someone from the nearest village here has already come to help. Seeing that there are 20 or 30 people below, these people tried to lift the car, but they couldn't lift it up.

Bai Song and others walked on the steps, there was ice on the steps, they could only walk down slowly, and when they reached the ground, they saw that a lot of blood had been bleeding from the side of the car, and the blood that had flowed out was frozen.

"Have you brought tools?" Several people came over and asked: "Come and help, there are still people stuck under the car!"

Bai Song and the three quickly ran over and found that the car had been stuck in the ditch. All the glass was broken. Most of the people in the car were now out, but four or five people were stuck in the twisted carriage. In addition, there should be two or three people under the car. Not far from the car, there was a corpse lying there. It was determined to be dead, with very obvious impact injuries and sprains.

There are more than a dozen injured, some of them have been taken to the nearest village at this time, and a few others with minor injuries are still saving people here.

The main body of the car has been pushed up a bit by the jack. Looking down from here, there are two or three people twisted inside. Bai Song's experience is quite rich. He knows very clearly that these two or three people are likely to be dead.

Many people who take the bus in the countryside do not wear seat belts. This is supposed to be thrown out after the car rolled a few times and all the glass shattered, stuck in the window of the car, and then was pressed underneath by the car.

This is also the case in the countryside, in the city, many people are scared to see the dead, so where is the courage to save others?

This situation is very troublesome. The car can only be lifted up gently. The body of the car has been deformed, and there are still four or five people in the car who cannot get out. Injury. But time waits for no one, and those who are crushed are already dead for a lifetime.

Bai Song knew that in this situation, the village party secretary and others had no good way to do it. The bus was too heavy for everyone to lift it up, not to mention the car was still stuck in the ditch.

There were glass ballasts and curved car skeletons everywhere. Bai Song looked at the situation and carefully analyzed the structure of the car: "One person needs to go in for the rescue. Others find more wood to support the car as much as possible.

"People go in? How do you get in? Nobody can get out of here." Someone immediately retorted.

"I just go in. You protect me. Don't let the car sink any more, and don't let the car slide any more, you will die if you move it. Plan out the surrounding area and the car must be stable."

Bai Song won the leadership here without any explanation. Before that, everyone wanted to save people, but there were too many wounded and some people died. Don't look at so many people, but they exerted very little effort.

"Shuyuan, command everyone, Huadong, take a closer look at your surroundings, and don't let the car have a serious imbalance in force!" Bai Song has already pinpointed a path. There must be someone who has crawled out here, and there is more than one person.

Soon, Bai Song got in, and several people in the car became excited immediately. They know that Bai Song is not a firefighter, the car is not big, and he can hear what he says outside, but they feel more at ease if someone is willing to come in.

"You guys don't move, as long as the car doesn't move, it's okay!" Bai Song is afraid that everyone's movement will make the car a little more deformed, which may squeeze and hurt others.

"My arm is broken, ahhhh", a man in the car groaned in pain.

"I'm so cold, I feel like it's freezing to death, I didn't wear thick clothes in the car, I..."

"Yeah, it's so cold..." the others inside said.

There is minus 20 degrees here, and the car is now an iron cage, and I can’t stand wearing a coat for so long.

"The quilt will be here soon. You can send it in, don't worry." Bai Song calmed the emotions of these people again and again, crawling down the place where they were pressing down.

Two people were crushed, one man and one woman. The man was in his forties. His face was already bruised. Bai Song lightly touched it to confirm that they were dead. The other is a young woman, looking at the age of eighteen or nineteen, her face is barely rosy~lightnovelpub.net~ but a steel tube is inserted into the belly, which is the steel tube used for the armrest of the car. From this person's Judging from the situation, breathing was almost gone, and a lot of blood was bleed.

At this time, the village party secretary and others came and began to stuff quilts inside from different angles, and also stuffed Bai Song with a crowbar.

Bai Song tried to pry open, but to no avail, there was absolutely no place to apply force, and it was completely stuck.

Now unless three or four firefighters come in and cut open the area as a whole, people cannot be rescued.

"I..." The girl saw Bai Song, her lips trembling constantly, as if she had something to say.

Bai Song knew that this must be the lingering language, and he had no choice but to look at the girl.

"Help me...Tell him that I...I love him." The girl looked at Bai Song, and said this more clearly, but it seemed to use up all her strength.

Soon after speaking, the girl's vital signs descended like a cliff, and she died in Baisong's eyelids.