if you are still there

Somewhere on the border of Yunnan.

Outside a collapsed mine pit, nearly a hundred people are rescued, because the rainy season has not yet started, and the continuous rain for several days has made the situation even more critical.

Pan Feng didn't leave the scene for several days, his eyes were red, his clothes were crumpled and stuck to his body, and his military boots had already been covered with mud, so he couldn't see the original color clearly.It was still raining lightly in the sky, and it was constantly cloudy. Originally, the excavation was not very smooth. He paced back and forth in front of the camp in a fit of temper. Line, he had already gone by himself.

The military doctor poured water for him, took the pills, and came over to persuade him, "Captain Pan, you have a gunshot wound on your arm. You just finished the operation, so you can't be exposed to the rain like this..."

Pan Feng waved his hand, telling him to stop talking, "Is the rescuer here? How is it?"

The military doctor did not back down, and insisted on handing him the water glass and the medicine, and said after seeing him take it, "We are on our way..."

Pan Feng clenched the disposable paper cup tightly in his hand, and he didn't bring it with his brows. He couldn't help but say angrily: "On the way, on the way! Every time I say this, when will it arrive! Trapped below for a few days...Damn it!"

The military doctor wiped the rain off his face, and said, "In this weather, it's not bad that the car can drive over the mountain road. There are cliffs on the road, and you have to be careful of falling rocks. No wonder they are."

What the military doctor said was correct, Pan Feng pursed his lips, and still couldn't bear to step into the rain: "No, I'm going to look ahead. Those people have no rescue experience, so I don't worry if I don't keep an eye on them."

The military doctor was stunned for a moment, then quickly put on the medicine box and followed.

The outside of the mining area has been under martial law. Because the rescue vehicle has not arrived, it can only be excavated slowly by manpower. At present, only a passage of more than ten meters has been dug. A road is built with the proposed wooden frame. The next excavation and breaking It's not a good judgment at all, several people are doing calculations with hard hats and blueprints.

After all, Pan Feng still grabbed someone's shovel and went to the battle to dig it himself. If he didn't do this, he felt uneasy. The sales text was brought out by him alone, and he also arranged to come to Yunnan this time... If it wasn't for his original plan... Choose, the sales text will not be buried under this.

Pan Feng was digging the red soil with gravel, the palm of his hand turned red within a few strokes due to too much force, and the wound on the other arm also burst open and bled, but he didn't care, he only cared about the little land in front of him , as if the more you dig, the more hope you will have.

The underground, more than a hundred meters away from the site where the mine collapsed, was surrounded by darkness. The wooden beams under the mine were broken, and there was a slight sound of water dripping from the stone wall, and there would be only one drop after a long time interval.

But that's enough.

With water, one can persist in living, which is the greatest reliance of people trapped underground.

The mine that Xiao Liangwen was brought to here that day had vaguely sensed something was wrong, but the other party said that they would do business here instead, so he had to come.When he smelled the smell of sulfur, it was too late to go out, so he could only hide in a hurry. After a loud bang, he was buried here.

Those people suddenly became suspicious of his identity. If he hadn't been vigilant, he might have died.But even so, he didn't have time to escape, and most of the mine collapsed, and he was buried alive here.

He had come here twice with those people before, and found the nearest safe-haven floor based on his memory and groping in the dark.It is also his life that should not be killed. The impact here is relatively small, and the shelter layer fixed by steel bars and frames is fairly firm. There are also a few bottles of mineral water and food stored here. Most of the food has been left for too long and moldy, and only a few A few packs can barely enter the mouth.

In the first few days, he relied on this little thing to persevere.

But as time went on, the situation got worse.He fumbled for the items he could get here. There was only one flashlight for lighting. The light had already turned yellow. He didn't know how long it would last, so he closed it and put it on his body.However, the outreach communicator that is usually configured in the refuge floor of large mines, here there is only a hand-cranked microphone, and there is no connection.In order to save money, many mining companies do not have complete equipment. Xiao Liangwen couldn’t help but cursed when he touched it. Naturally, the escape shaft was just a model. The cost is too high, and many companies at home and abroad will not really go there. To do this, he searched around, but could only return to the original place.

There were two more aftershocks, and a steel bar collapsed on the safe-haven floor, reducing the space by half. Xiao Liangwen couldn't escape, and he was trapped in this place.

He didn't know what was going on outside, but from the inside, it wasn't optimistic.

The food and water in his hands were gradually decreasing, and the few low-quality bread and rice balls left in his hands soon became moldy and rancid.He didn't dare to eat these things, and held them in his hands for two days, only relying on a small half bottle of water to sustain his breath.He doesn't eat, but that doesn't mean he doesn't eat other things. When he sensed the cries of mice in the mine, Xiao Liangwen opened his eyes in the dark. His survival instinct told him that he should add some animal fat. With animal fat protein and water, he can have more chances of survival.

When he successfully caught the first mouse with the moldy food in his hand and the poor-quality homemade iron clips, he chewed and swallowed the peeled piece of flesh in the dark without doing much mental construction.

When he was in southern Xinjiang, when he and Pan Feng went out to perform missions, he ate voles, all for the sake of survival, and he swallowed them as soon as he frowned.

Probably because there is a place where miners throw away discarded food for a long time, resulting in many live mice. Xiao Liangwen found an iron sheet and bent it into an arc, and put a plastic bag on it to catch the dripping water from the stone wall.After doing all this, the only thing he can do is to hit the wall with an iron rod——

"Boom, boom, boom, boom!"

Xiao Liangwen estimated the time, and he tapped once every 15 minutes, continuously.

He was a little thankful that he had learned a little Morse code from Pan Feng when he went to southern Xinjiang. This thing has become the only channel and method for him to seek help from the outside world.

He has explored this safe-haven layer in the dark, and the front and back are sealed. His position is like a triangle, a space where he can barely sit, and he cannot stand. The only way to get through is to crawl forward. He was already tall, and his body became a little stiff after being here for a few days, but these were nothing compared to the silence in the dark.

It was quiet and dark.

Xiao Liangwen held a flashlight that he didn't know whether it was yesterday during the day or night. He never turned it on except for checking whether it was working normally at the beginning. Do not open it.I don’t know how many days it is today. He has lost the concept of time in the dark, and he can only vaguely remember that he will knock on the wall again in a while. He is holding the iron rod. is another person's name.

Thinking of the person waiting for me to go back, so I absolutely can't just fall down here.

He must get out alive.

Thinking about it this way, he used a little more force when knocking, and he didn't give up on himself, and he didn't let the people on the ground give up on saving him.

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Ding Xu packed his luggage in the dormitory. He was putting his clothes into his backpack when the phone rang. He answered it quickly. If it wasn't outside, he might have started yelling, "Ding Xu, do you know what you're doing! You just leave like this, and the line that the old man set up for you before is completely useless!"

"I'm sorry, I..." Ding Xu couldn't say anything about the sale of the article, so he could only say, "I have a reason to leave."

Sun Mu trembled angrily, and said, "Tell me what the reason is!"

"I'll tell you when I come back. I haven't thought about it yet. Give me some more time." Ding Xu thought for a while and then solemnly said, "When I come back, I will explain what happened to Grandpa in person."

"Are you doing this to the old man! Hey, Ding Xu? Ding Xu...!!"

Ding Xu hung up the phone, picked up his luggage, and kept everything simple when he went out. It was convenient to go to Yunnan now.

The train with the fastest turn all the way went south, and only when he was on the fast-moving train could he close his eyes and rest for a while.Ding Xu didn't sleep well for several days in a row. When he closed his eyes, he was full of dark nightmares and a body that kept falling. The dark circles under his eyes were a little thicker, making his face even paler.There was a vibration in his pocket, and it turned out to be a call from Fu Er.

Fu Er was straightforward and said, "Are you looking for me?"

Ding Xu was stunned for a moment, and said, "I'm looking for Fu Dongli..."

Fu Er sneered over there, and said, "What's the difference between looking for Dongli and looking for me?"

Ding Xu was silent for a while. He really wanted to use Fu Dongli to borrow the resources of the Fu family in Yunnan. He only found out that it was a mining area, and Fu Er happened to be in charge of a mining area very close to the place he was looking for. After a while, he found Fu Dongli.Thinking of this, he didn't explain much, but said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry for causing you trouble."

Fu Er is most annoyed by those people who play tricks, especially his younger brother who is stupid, who uses Fu Dongli as an excuse to kneel down and beg him for help. A little pleasing to the eye, he said, "Are you going to Yunnan?"

Ding Xu's eyes quickly lit up with hope, and he tentatively said: "Yes, I want to find someone." He clenched the phone tightly, with red bloodshot eyes that hadn't gone away for many days, nervousness made him chatter Stumbling: "Can you help me find someone, I'm worried about him, and I don't necessarily have to find him, get news of him, no, just know he's fine."

Fu Er was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Ding Xu to make such a request, "Who are you looking for?"

"Xiao Liangwen." Ding Xu said the familiar name with a hoarse voice, "Or Pan Feng, I only know that he is also in Yunnan. If you find Team Pan, you can basically find the person I'm looking for."

Fu Er probably guessed a little bit, but when he actually heard Ding Xu mention that person, he was still a little bit astonished, but he nodded and agreed, saying that he would try his best to help find him.

The flight to Yunnan was only a few hours, but the winding mountain road to the border took two days and one night. After the rainy season, the mountain road was slippery and rocky. Ding Xu encountered it once and avoided it without any danger.

The news from Fu Er came very quickly. When he found Ding Xu again, Ding Xu had just come down from a small station and found a shady place under a tree with his bag on his back. He heard good news and bad news. .

Fu Er gave him a contact information, and said: "I found Pan Feng, the mine collapsed over there, you should be mentally prepared."

Ding Xu said hoarsely: "Thank you, I understand."

Hearing his voice, Fu Er was a little worried, and couldn't help but said: "If you need any help, just tell me, I can still help a little over there."

"Okay, thank you, brother."

Fu Er hung up the phone. Hearing Ding Xu's voice just now, he always felt that there was something wrong. It didn't look like he was looking for a friend, but it meant dying for love?He rubbed his chin and gave a "tsk", feeling that he was thinking too much, and was about to go upstairs with his left hand that had been casted, but just two steps away, the phone rang again.He picked it up lazily and said "Hello", and immediately stood up straight when he heard the voice clearly, with a serious expression on his face, "Brother?"

"You just stayed at home for a few days and you can't be idle anymore. Why do you check those? Do you think you don't have enough things?"

Fu Er hurriedly explained: "It's not that I want to investigate, it's a friend of Dongli..."

The eldest son of the Fu family was silent over there and did not answer, obviously not satisfied with this answer.

Fu Er didn't dare to act like a demon, he hummed and said, "I'm a wounded patient, it hurts."

The voice on the other side of the phone was cold and magnetic. It seemed that he was answering him while approving documents, and there was a secretary whispering something next to him, but he was not vague when answering Fu Er: "I injured my arm when I fell on a horse, and three ribs were broken. Who is to blame?"

Hearing his tone, Fu Er knew that the elder brother still cared about himself even though he said something sarcastic, and said with a smile, "It's your fault, brother, who asked you to give me a horse on my birthday? When will you come back?" , Xiao San’s cooking is too unpalatable, it’s like feeding livestock, chopping up miscellaneous things and putting them in the pot.”

The other side sneered: "It's just right for you, eat more."

After speaking, I hung up.

Fu Er held the microphone and changed his expression several times, but he still didn't dare to resist his elder brother, with a suffocated look on his face.He is an animal, so the three of the Fu family are all animals, no one can run away!

The author has something to say: "The Daily Life of the F[-] Family" in the Small Theater:

Fu Er (standing on the stairs with arms hanging): Come on, hurt each other!

Fu San (swallowing carefully): Eldest brother, what happened to second brother?

Mr. Fu lowered his head to read the newspaper: he is sick and needs to be cured.

Fu San carefully sat down, tremblingly glanced at the newspaper in the elder brother's hand, it was written by the Health Daily about the types of food suitable for fracture patients...