You are the genetically modified!

68. Frequent aftershocks

The plane landed at a military airfield in Pakistan.

The plane itself is not too big, and it is also a military plane. Before arriving in Pakistan, Mr. Zhou had already greeted the other side’s military, so the plane landed very safely. No one raised any objections to its existence. When several people got off the plane, although there was no warm welcome from senior officials, they were still warmly received by local military officers.

Pakistan is definitely a model of friendship.

Although they didn't show much enthusiasm, they were not stingy in providing supplies.

"To be honest, I like Pakistan the most because it is the only country that doesn't get cheap and pretend to be good." Xu Zhiyuan bit his spoon and complained to himself.

As for Ji Feng, a future person who doesn't even know Chinese medicine, it is really difficult for him to understand the problems in Pakistan.But it seems much simpler to know who has good intentions towards him—out of animal instinct, Ji Feng's distinction between good intentions and malice is extremely precise, and few people can lie openly in front of him without being caught .

Because Monsoon and others were going to Afghanistan, it was impossible for Pakistan to send people to protect them, but they still provided them with a car and escorted them to the border.

Ji Feng's movements are not as inconvenient as he imagined. Although his stomach is growing, his hands are still flexible. Maybe this is why jaguars can still hunt when they are pregnant, so when they walked into Afghanistan, Ji Feng didn't Not flinching at all.

It seems that there are two worlds with the Celestial Dynasty.

Ji Feng learned from the Internet that Afghanistan is a place rich in oil, but what he saw was a different scene.

A world where desolation and sadness coexist.

When the military vehicles were driving in the wilderness, the series of roars was almost the only thing Monsoon could hear. There were no lively scenes, no mines flowing with black gold, and no beauties wearing jewels passing by... Everything here looks so desolate.

In fact, Xu Zhiyuan, who was in charge of driving, knew very well that as long as he drove the car to the other side and bypassed this slum, the other side would be a place full of riches, but Zhou Weilian and the others were really in the place where these poor people lived.

The adobe houses of the poor cannot be so strong, and the houses that were severely damaged by the earthquake collapsed, not the backs of the rich.

The car is moving forward, and the car is full of food, but it cannot be distributed rashly, which can only be counterproductive, and... the old rice noodles bought from the local Pakistani army before the monsoon left are looking especially special now. Precious.

Aged rice noodles are not inedible, and the price is low, which is very suitable for Ji Feng and the others who don't bring much cash. What's more, to be precise, everyone in Tianchao eats old rice noodles, and there is not so much supply of new rice. Quantity, so buying this disaster relief, everyone really has no pressure.

But when the car drove into Afghanistan, they realized what a wrong decision it was to take out food relief casually.

People who lack food and lack attention will always be ignored, but who will guarantee their diet?

Therefore, Ji Feng ordered the food to be sent to the Celestial Dynasty army for unified deployment, and when they encountered the elderly, weak, women and children, some of them would be removed from their rations.

After driving on the gravel road for a whole day, they finally arrived at the garrison of the Celestial Dynasty before sunset.

The number of victims along the way was frightening, but for Xu Zhiyuan and the other two guards, although it was not commonplace, there was no expression of fear on their faces, although they still sympathized.

But for Monsoon, this matter is much more terrifying.

Even though Ji Feng has experienced so much, he really has never seen this kind of thing.How could the federal government send the deadliest weapons to disaster areas?That's absolutely impossible, and these genetically modified people are not good helpers in disaster relief. Although the federal government keeps suppressing them, in this case, they comfort them like relatives.

But now, Ji Feng has seen what is called a disaster.

He caressed his arm, feeling the sudden little bumps on his skin... which meant he felt numb in his heart, which meant... he felt fear.

Forget about broken limbs everywhere... What Ji Feng can't tolerate are those crying children - what they should have is enough sleep and enough food, not the look of starving for food and the sadness of not being able to find their mother.

Even people who have never experienced disasters, it is impossible to turn a blind eye when facing real disasters.Ji Feng is like this now, even the purpose of his coming to Afghanistan - Zhou Weilian, it is impossible to get him out of such emotions.His emotions were a mixture of fear and worry, pity and sadness, and more, anxiety that he couldn't describe in words.

Anxiety made Monsoon find it difficult to breathe.

He was sitting on a stone, holding a stone given to him by an Afghan kid. There was something shiny in it. It was indeed a good toy for a child... But what about toys?

Monsoon put the stone in his pocket, stood up, and prepared to go back to the camp.It was getting late, Zhou Weilian and the other soldiers who went out to rescue the disaster should also be back... He just took a step, then rushed over, hugged the little boy who had just given him the stone in his arms, and ran towards the open place——

"My child!" A mother screamed and chased after her, followed by people from the same village, and they followed suit, fearing what Jifeng might do to the child.

However, within half a minute of their running, there was a loud bang, and the aftershocks arrived.

The guards who followed Ji Feng were terrified, but the arrival of the aftershock pushed them to the front line of disaster relief. Although Xu Zhiyuan stood by Ji Feng's side, he still had his hands free to save people... For a while, Ji Feng was pregnant. The pregnant one became the real main force - his genetic factors told him when there would be aftershocks and when there was danger, while others just had to follow his feeling.

But at this moment, Zhou Weilian, who had just returned from disaster relief elsewhere and was about to go back to the camp for a good rest, heard that a man named Ji Feng from the Celestial Dynasty had come looking for him. For a while, his mood could only be described as worried and happy, but... like this The mood lasted less than 2 minutes, and he was frightened by the aftershocks over the camp.

The monsoon is at the camp.

There were aftershocks at the camp.

This means that he must rush back!

The moment the armored vehicle arrived at the camp and just stopped, Zhou Weilian rushed out of the vehicle. The aftershock had stopped, but his heart was still trembling.

"Jifeng!" He called Jifeng's name, his eyes flushed with anxiety, "Jifeng!" Anyone who blocked him was pushed aside by him, and he didn't want to hear anything except Jifeng's response!

"Is the captain crazy?" Someone complained silently.

"Probably...crazy." Someone complained and others echoed.

"I guess... the captain misses the monsoon climate?" Someone gave an even more unreliable answer.

In fact, under normal circumstances, when any country is hit by a disaster, the donor country will not respond immediately, and the rescuers sent are always two to four days later than the rescuers of the country. This time period determines that aftershocks will not It was so serious, but even if it wasn't serious, Zhou Weilian's heart wasn't that strong.

But the strong heart has not yet been tempered, and another wave of aftershocks followed.

Zhou Weilian reacted quickly, turned around and hugged a child who was holding a piece of potato beside him for protection.

With the vibration and strong wind, the lumps of soil buried people under it.

Zhou Weilian tried his best to maintain a high altitude, and used his own body to build a temporarily safe shelter for the child... The child who was still crying just now was dumbfounded for a moment. He may think this is an interesting game. The yellow-skinned uncle surrounded by him, he clicked his lips and actually laughed.

This is a child who has just gnawed boiled potatoes, his teeth are not yet full, there is a bright line of drool on his gray face, and his big black eyes are full of doubts.

Zhou Weilian smiled at him.

He thought that his child might be like this in the future, when he was two or three years old, when he was still a fool, he would drooling when he saw something delicious, but he was optimistic and loved to smile, and he would bring potatoes to him Sharing... Feeling that the ground was not so shaken, he immediately hugged the child again, ignoring the pain on his back from being hit by those flying things, turned over, and got out of the mound.

Outside the mound, Monsoon is standing.

Through the flying dust, Zhou Weilian saw Ji Feng standing there, standing there looking at him, he was the only one in his eyes, and so was he.

At this moment, Zhou Weilian didn't have time to be annoyed by his disheveled appearance, nor was he in the mood to be frustrated by his slovenly appearance, just like Ji Feng looked gray and not as glamorous as before, but they knew very well what each other looked like when they cleaned up.

But now, grooming is a disaster because water is a precious resource.

But no matter how precious a resource is, it cannot compare with the monsoon worshiped by several Afghans in Zhou Weilian's eyes.

An Afghan woman rushed over and took away the child in Zhou Weilian's arms, but this did not shake Zhou Weilian at all, he was still standing there, looking at Ji Feng.

Monsoon smiled at him.

"I found you." Zhou Weilian rushed over and hugged Ji Feng as if no one else was there, "Grandpa said you were coming...you scared me to death, scared me to death!"

Zhou Weilian's heart was beating fast.This heartbeat showed that he was really worried, and the dry voice showed his anxiety even more... Ji Feng stretched out his hand and patted his arm, but failed to comfort him, instead made him hug him even tighter .

"You're going to strangle me!" Ji Feng's shoulders hurt from being hugged, so he stretched out his hand and pulled hard on Zhou Weilian's chin, pushing his tongue out - this is also a fighting technique One, has always been used as a self-defense technique for women. Because Ji Feng used this technique, he really wanted to show his 12 respects to his female compatriots.

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酱油君扔了一个地雷投掷时间:2013-11-0114:26:01

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Monsoon is definitely the king of no mood......ORZ......