The second family gave them some comfort.

They were two elderly people. Because they woke up fast, they lived on the first floor and ran early, and the house did not collapse. They were at the door in anxiety and overwhelmed.

There has been an aftershock during this time, and they dare not enter the house again, and only dare to stay in an open place.

Running fast, without holding an umbrella, the two old men stood on the ground and drenched in rain.

However, when they saw Mo Shangjun and Yangui in their military uniforms, all their worries and panic disappeared, and there was even a little excitement, and their turbid eyes burst into the light of hope.

Yangui felt better, but he didn't understand the local dialects, and the two old people couldn't speak Putonghua, and they couldn't communicate well.

Fortunately, Mo Shangyun once learned Yuncheng dialect from Ding Jing, and the practical opportunities of seeing stitches many times could barely communicate with the two old people.

Mo Shangyun is responsible for communication and comfort.

Seeing that the second elder did not dare to enter the house, Yan Gui went to the back room to find clothes, umbrella and food.

Mo Shangyun reassured them, staying in an open place first, and the rescue arrived soon.

Yan Guixi learned a few words and played on the spot, saying the most is "the rescue will come soon".

However, what they responded to was an old man's inquiry: "Aren't you here to save us?"

Mo Shangyun and Yan Gui were silent on the spot.

Yan Gui understood this sentence, he was silent, biting his lips tightly.

Mo Shangyun said: "We too."

The two old men began to ask about their companions. Mo Shangyun had to say that he would arrive soon, and then forcibly pulled Yan Gui away on the ground of "going to see the rest of the village".

They walked for a while under the watch of the two old men.

Later, Yan Gui gave a heavy voice, "Mo Mo, this is not enough."

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun responded faintly.

The order says: Race against time, not participate in rescue.

However, they searched from house to house in this way, which seriously delayed the time. At this speed, it is absolutely impossible to complete the task within the prescribed time.

They have a lot to do, measuring and assessing the disaster situation of each village and reporting on the damage to the route, which are all related to the rescue situation of the rescue forces.

However, rescue is not included.

But they can't just sit back and ignore them.

Tasks and responsibilities rest on their shoulders, leaving them no choice.

"What should I do?" Yan Gui asked with a low head.

After a pause, Mo Shangyun said: "Try to ignore it."

"..."

Yan Gui didn't speak.

Seeing those half-arms, seeing the two widowed elderly people, seeing their hopeful eyes...how could they be ignored.

After walking along the path for a while, Mo Shangyun suddenly stopped, and the fingers holding the flashlight tightened slightly.

Yan Gui, who was heading forward, stopped suddenly and nearly hit Mo Shangyun.

Mo Shangyun's tone yelled him smoothly, "Yangui."

"in."

Yan Gui answered subconsciously.

Looking up at the front, Mo Shangyun told him, "Bear it."

Yan Gui also glanced forward.

It was a place where the buildings in the village were relatively concentrated, and only the shadow outline could be seen, some houses collapsed, some seemed to stand still tenaciously, the whole village was powered off, but there were a few flashlights on, and I could barely see some Silhouette of man.

Cries, shouts, intertwined.

In the rain, very clear.

"……Ok."

Yan Gui struggled to answer.

Mo Shangyun raised his leg and walked forward.

When Mo Shangyun and Yan Gui walked into the village, they heard many messy sounds, but the first thing that attracted their attention was Ding Jing and Yu Yitong.

The two of them have to come first.

Several people surrounded them, some were slightly older, but some were younger. They were using local dialects and Mandarin to surround Ding Jing and Yu Yitong.

"We need rescue here! Rescue! Why are you here when you come?!"

"Aren't you here to save us?"

"My husband was crushed under the wall, he is still alive! Can you save him first--"

...

They are angry, growling, and sad.

When the natural disaster came, they could do nothing.

However, the soldiers who came here in military uniforms seemed to be their saviors.

The moment they saw them, they thought they were omnipotent.

However, these people came, but they just told them: You, those who are okay, first make a statistics of the village list. The injured and those in need of rescue, you do what you can. Follow-up support will come soon, but they have to take a step first.

That's all.

Ding Jing is not good at communication, but he still has patience and tells them in the local dialect: "We are the pioneer troops, responsible for surveying the situation of the disaster. The real rescue will arrive soon. You can wait for a while."

As soon as her voice fell, a young man rushed up, and the expression on her face became fierce and fierce with excitement.

"Wait?! How do you make them wait! Someone is alive! Someone is alive! They need rescue! Can't you save them before leaving?!" he shouted angrily at Ding Jing.

Ding Jing frowned at him, and looked a little unhappy.

She sympathizes with them.

She also pity them.

However, she has a clear priority.

This is not their task, they have more important tasks and should not be delayed here.

Moreover, with this group of four, nothing can be done.

But these people didn't understand, they stared at them angrily, as if they were the culprit of this disaster, and not staying to help is frustrated.

Yan Gui, who watched this scene, hesitated for a moment with his eyebrows raised, and then took the initiative to point to Mo: "Mo Mo, I will communicate with them."

"Ok."

Mo Shangyun nodded.

After a while, some people have discovered them.

When Yan Gui and Mo Shangyun walked past, their attention was gradually pulled away.

Yan Gui is the only boy in the team. Although these villagers are manic, they feel that bullying a few girls is too difficult to deal with. Therefore, when Yan Gui said that he wanted to talk to them, they directly aimed at Yan Gui. .

Yan Gui didn't intervene again. His expression in the rain was firm and calm. He communicated with them in a calm and convincing tone that comforted them.

Temporarily handing over the persuasion work to Yan Gui, Mo Shangyun asked Ding Jing and Yu Yitong: "What is the situation?"

"There are not many people in this village, and the disaster situation is not serious." Ding Jing said.

Seeing Ding Jing answer so concisely, Yu Yitong paused, adding in another direction: "It is now possible to confirm that two people need rescue, but the villagers have no experience, they think we can."

However, they really can't help.

Rescue requires large-scale equipment and a lot of manpower. What they can do is not as much as these villagers can do together.

In this pure rescue operation, what they usually learn is not useful.

What's more, they do this kind of thing, which is equivalent to wasting time.

Mo Shangyun nodded slightly.

After meeting the two old men, what she was most worried about was the situation now.

At this moment, a woman covered with mud ran over to Mo Shangjun and fell to her knees with a thump. She cried and grabbed Mo Shangjun’s sleeve, "Save my son , I beg you, save my son, he is only eleven years old, he is calling me to save him, beg you, I give you a head---"

The hand holding the flashlight was pulled a few times, the light flashed on the woman, her hair was scattered, her face was scratched and mud, and the color of the clothes could not be distinguished in front of her.

This is a weak and young woman with a short, thin figure, dressed in thin clothes, and her clothes were soaked in the rain.

She grabbed Mo Shangjun's fingers, and now her skin was fleshed, and numerous wounds were scraped. The muddy and blood mixed together, leaving a distinctive handprint on Mo Shangjun's clothes.

This sudden scene made Yu Yitong and Ding Jing both stand beside him, and forgot to help them.

Mo Shangyun bent down and grasped the arm of the woman who was on the verge of collapse with his backhand, pulling her up from the ground.

Mo Shangyun looked at her seriously and said, "You can rest assured that the rescue will arrive soon."

The woman's eyes were full of tears. She looked at Mo Shangyun's sincere eyes, but her eyes were gradually filled with despair.

She no longer cried and collapsed, just looked at Mo Shangyun blankly, then cried and begged, "Can't you help my son?"

"We only have four people, you have many'four people', you do more than us." Mo Shangyun said patiently, "We are responsible for letting more'four people' arrive here to rescue you. The country will not Give up you."

Mo Shangyun tried to persuade him.

However, her rational remarks did not convince the woman on the verge of collapse.

At the same time, Yan Gui and the rest of the people seem to have broken down--

"Come all here, just look and leave. What kind of soldiers are you?!" The first person who was angry was pointing at Ding Jing who was scolding. He punched Yangui's chin with a fist, and then grabbed Yangui It was an outcry, "What do you eat when the country raises you?! You kind of unconscience, you should see your family tortured to death in the earthquake!"

No one pulled him.

The villagers seemed to believe that these people would not help each other, so they erected a wall in their hearts, and the cold-hearted label was engraved on Yangui.

They have suffered from this natural disaster and have not yet relieved God in the process of life and death. At present, many frights, sorrows, and despair come together. They need a vent.

Yangui hit the vent.

And Yan Gui did not resist, and carried the youth's punches.

In the end, Mo Shangyun walked over, grabbed the young man's wrist, and pushed the person away.

She blocked Yan's return.

She looked coldly at the poor people who were helpless before the disaster.

However, the "evil" born in this situation is frightening again.

Xu Shimo's expression was too cold, and within a few seconds he suppressed the manic reaction of this group of people. They looked at the slender but tall female soldier, her cold and pitying eyes, and her flushing to the pale face by the rain. For a moment, they seemed to realize--

She is a man, not a god.

These four people, like them, are human.

Not omnipotent.

"We can't help you, the support troops will be here soon, and you are now asked to organize your own rescue." Mo Shangjun spoke to them word by word, and as soon as his voice fell, he took Yan Gui's wrist and turned towards Ding Jing. He Yitong glanced at it and issued a short command, "Go."

But, awkwardly, suddenly heard a sharp scream—

"You die!"

As the woman moved forward, a stone slammed down.

Between the electro-optical flint, even the ink was too late to react, and the stone flashed from the corner of the eye.

There was a muffled noise, and then the sound of stones rolling to the ground.

When Mo Shangyun leaned his head, he saw Yan Gui covering his eyes, and blood was seeping through his fingers, which was shocking red.

Yan Gui's complexion turned pale.

Yu Yitong and Ding Jing caught the crazy woman for the first time.

The onlookers were finally silent.

They were stunned, but none came forward.

There were even people who were called away with a cry.

"Yangui--"

Mo Shangyun felt stunned, reaching for Yangui's wrist.

"It's okay!" Yan Gui snatched in front of her. After a few seconds, after the first pain, he slowly exhaled, and then moved his hand to reveal the wound at the edge of his eyebrows. He closed one eye. Yun Zhao pulled the corner of his mouth, "Mo Mo, I'm fine."

His eyes are shining, with a warm light.

However, his eyes were red with moist color.

After a pause, Yan Gui said again: "Let's go, there are tasks below."

His voice was mixed in the shouts of the woman's curse.

The woman scolded badly.

However, no one has the patience to listen to them one by one.

Mo Shangyun gave Yu Yitong and Ding Jing a glance, and the two released the woman, and the woman just cried, screamed, but did not take any offensive actions against them.

This time, the four left the village smoothly.

It seems that the village is slowly starting to function from the daze and despair brought by the earthquake.

*

Waiting to leave the village completely, Mo Shangyun took out the medical bag to wrap up Yan Gui's wound.

The wound didn't hurt the eyes or the bones, but the amount of blood was terrible.

Mo Shangjun took out the needle thread and gave him the needle.

"There is no condition, these two stitches will sew, and there will be scars later." Mo Shangjun gave him a preventive injection in advance.

Yan Gui took a deep breath and said, "Man, a scar on his face is nothing." Yan Tianxing still has a scar on his forehead.

Yu Yitong said: "In the future, it will not be a white face."

Yan Gui gritted his teeth, "Who told me the little white face, who am I in a hurry!"

"Don't talk, be honest."

Mo Shangyun reminded aside.

Putting his lips away, Yan Gui looked up at Mo Shangyun again and asked weakly, "Mo Mo, have you had any experience before..."

"Learned, but never practiced." Mo Shangyun said.

"I want to look better." Yan Gui said again.

"...As much as possible."

Mo Shangyun did not sincerely promise.

It would be nice if she could sew it. There are so many demands.

Two needles, no anesthesia, and not very painful, but when the thread penetrates in the skin, it still makes Yangui creepy.

So exciting!

There was a cold sweat behind Yan Gui.

Fortunately, Mo Shangjun started very neatly. He didn't shake his hands at all during the whole process. He was very stable. His wounds were sewn in a blink of an eye.

Ding Jing was responsible for handing tools to Mo Jun, while shaking his head and sighing, "Yan Ergui, the mark you left this time is not honorable at all."

"..."

Yan Gui was a bit depressed.

After a while, Ding Jing said: "But you just let me look at it differently."

"……thank you."

Affirmed by Ding Jing, Yan Gui was not very happy.

"Then you can do persuasion with one eye open," Mo Shangyun said.

When thinking of the scene just now, Yan Gui was a little counseled, "I can't..."

At first, he felt that he could be persuaded.

As long as the other party is reasonable.

However, when he really started to do ideological work, Yan Gui suddenly realized that-no, they were emotional and unable to communicate normally.

The more you reason with them, the less they will listen.

"Now you can," Mo Shangjun bandaged his wound, then took a step back, looked at him, and said, "You can sell miserably."

Yan Gui: "..." was injured.

After the wound is healed, it is time to move on.

After a delay in that village, they slowed down their progress.

However, while packing things, Yu Yitong asked sharply, "What should I do if this happens again?"

Upon hearing the sound, Ding Jing and Yan Gui were silent, and subconsciously looked at Mo Shangyun.

This was the first village and left with the ending of "Yangui was almost a one-eyed dragon".

what's next?

What else will they encounter?

"A little tougher attitude, don't do it with them, but don't get used to them." Mo Shangjun's eyes flicked from the bandage of Yan Gui's left eye, frowning slightly, and then asked, "They are human, you Isn't it?"