Everytime I wake up I'm on the way to get married [Quick Transmigration]

The strong wind blows the drone away!

It lasted less than a second in the violent snowstorm, and it was violently overturned on the high rocks that can be seen everywhere nearby, and it immediately split into four and five.

After a toothache cracking sound, the drone was completely scrapped.

The last shot he included was the scene where Xue Weibo, who screamed for help and had a hideous face because of fear and despair, was covered by a deadly snow wave as he turned around and ran away.

Immediately afterwards, the live broadcast screen went dark.

Most viewers who have never experienced natural disasters were stunned in front of the computer, and Xue Weibo's horrible face before his death still lingered in his mind for a long time.

A barrage floated past.

"Is this kind of plot designed by the program group?"

There is no barrage to answer this question, and no one dares to implement it.

Until another barrage appeared.

"It's true... My friend is from the Meteorological Bureau. I called to ask just now and said that they are sending emergency help..."

The studio is still dark.

But audience numbers have been skyrocketing.

"Oh my god, I only saw Xue just now, how is Chen doing now?"

"The avalanche was too violent. The snow rushed over before I could react. Xue was buried directly. I think Chen..."

"I don't know why, but my heart feels a little stuffy. I'm not a fan of Chen, but he went up the mountain to save the child. If he doesn't go..."

"There are so many villagers on the mountain..."

"For four children, I don't know what to say, alas..."

"As I said before, in places like snow mountains, so many people are obviously looking for death. I don't know if most of the avalanches are caused by human beings. I'm really speechless for killing so many people because of four stupid and vicious brats."

"Don't be an afterthought. Things have happened. People are worried that the child will not have time to think about it so much."

"..."

Just as the barrage was arguing, the live broadcast room suddenly lit up.

The screen flickered a few times at first, and the signal was not very good. It took a full five or six seconds before it barely returned to normal.

Qu Hong looked directly at the camera, "... I'm worried, the equipment was affected by the avalanche just now, more than half of it was broken, the signal should be better now, can everyone see me?"

After a while, he repeated: "I'm sorry to make everyone worry, just now..."

He said this sentence over and over again, and it was only then that he finally saw the director give him an ok gesture.

The camera moved away at this time, and the rest of the guest hosts entered one by one.

Everyone described it as a mess, but Gu Qiongshi was particularly prominent. There was a large area of ​​blood on her face that had solidified, and she was squatting by the sink to wash it.

There was a faint moan of pain on the snow.

But the camera did not shoot these scenes too much. After confirming the safety of the people for the audience, Qu Hong said: "The program team has a special person to do an inspection before coming here, and it is confirmed that this village is within the safe range. Rest assured, we only Suffered a little injury—"

However, Danmaku no longer wants to hear him continue talking.

"Where are Chen Yuan and Xue Weibo? And Uncle Security, we want to know their safety!"

"I know that you are not seriously injured, but the really injured people are still waiting for you to save them!"

Qu Hong saw the content of the barrage, and his face was a little serious, "We are also worried about the two of them, and now professionals have come to support..."

"Support? How long will it take!"

"It's not that I have a dark mind, but this kind of large-scale search and rescue, after all kinds of documents are approved, it's too late!"

Qu Hong was momentarily at a loss for words.

He has just experienced an avalanche, and he doesn't actually have much experience to deal with energetic netizens.

"Well, I'm in the lobby of the nearby Qisheng Hotel. Just now, I saw a helicopter landing at the door. There is another row in the sky, which seems to be heading towards the snow mountain..."

"Qi Sheng? The Qi Sheng at the nearby scenic spot? It seems to be very close there."

"..."

"It's me again. I'm still in the lobby. I saw a man coming down the stairs just now. He walks like flying. He looks very handsome, but his face is very scary. There are several assistants behind him who dare not say a word... Then he got on the helicopter, and now the helicopters are gone..."

"Is this true, Mr. Nie Yan...?"

"I'm going to save people right away, right? Please make sure the program team broadcasts the scene of saving people live! Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep tonight!"

"Yes, yes, it must be broadcast live when saving lives!"

"..."

Nie Yan, who was being discussed eagerly by the barrage, was indeed sitting on the helicopter departing from Qisheng Hotel to Xueshang at this time.

His already cold face was covered with a thick layer of frost, and indeed no one around him dared to touch his bad luck at this moment.

The propellers of several rows of helicopters were spinning rapidly.

A deafening roar lingered in my ears.

Nie Yan had the illusion that his heart was surprisingly quiet.

Like the barren and silent Gobi.

His hands on his knees trembled uncontrollably.

The blizzard in the live broadcast also seemed to penetrate the screen and rush into his chest, pressing his heart tightly, making it painful for him to even breathe.

He dare not recall.

I can't even imagine.

Until the unbearable two hours passed, the helicopter slowly landed at the coordinate location.

Nie Yan stood up.

His eyes suddenly turned black, and he almost staggered when he walked forward.

The assistant standing next to him was shocked when he saw this, and quickly stepped forward to help his arm, "Mr. Nie!"

"I'm fine," Nie Yan waved him away, his voice hoarse and deep, "Have you contacted the program team?"

The assistant looked at Nie Yan's face, and tried to persuade him: "Mr. Nie, there are so many search and rescue personnel here, Mr. Chen will be fine, just stay here and rest for a while, if there is any news, I will come right away— —”

Nie Yan's eyes forced him to stop slowly, those dark eyes were covered with a chill that was heavier than winter's ice and snow, "Remember your job."

The assistant lowered his head and murmured, "Yes, Mr. Nie..."

Nie Yan ignored him and stepped off the helicopter.

The director who had been waiting at the spot for a long time saw his figure, took a deep breath before walking forward, and said cautiously: "Mr. Nie, according to the flight trajectory of the drone, we can simulate the last flight before Mr. Chen lost contact." The route." What he was most worried about was Nie Banquet's accountability, so he continued to get straight to the point, "But the roads are covered with heavy snow now, and it will take some time for us to find the exact location."

"Need a little more time?" Nie Yan looked at the director, "That's not what I want."

Standing in a world of ice and snow, the director's back was soaked in cold sweat, "Mr. Nie—"

"Enough," Nie Yan interrupted the director's explanation in a cold voice. At this critical moment, the last thing he wants to do is to waste time, "You'd better pray from now on that he can come back to me alive, otherwise, you Understand the consequences."

After saying this, he ignored the director who was frozen in place, and walked towards the captain of the search and rescue team against the cold wind.

The captain is in contact with the staff of the program team, and the most important thing is the drone. According to the simulated route, they came to the last place where the drone stopped.

Nie Yan walked among the crowd, he looked around.

There is only a vast expanse of white snow around, and it is difficult to distinguish the direction here, and the search and rescue personnel can only start digging based on speculation.

It was already dark, but the headlights cast by the helicopter made the area as bright as day.

Loud voices and helicopters circling overhead made the scene chaotic.

Nie Yan was still wearing a slightly thicker suit that he hadn't had time to change out of. The wind blowing from some direction was still mixed with the night's damp and cold. His hands and feet gradually lost consciousness, but he could no longer feel the temperature of his body surface. .

Only when he thought of Chen Yuan, who hadn't found out the specific location, could he truly feel the bone-piercing cold rushing into his limbs and bones.

But just looking at the surface, he couldn't be more calm. From confirming the location to starting the excavation, every decision was made by him.

It was also because of his calm and composed posture that many people began to believe that Chen Yuan hadn't actually died yet.

In order to save people, the search and rescue personnel who are performing various tasks work harder.

In the next hour or so, people came to ask Nie Yan for his opinion from time to time.

Everyone regards Nie Yan as a backbone.

Even the barrage felt that the arrival of Nie Yan made the rescue work much easier.

No one could see that as time passed bit by bit, the anxiety and pain suppressed by Nie Yan were gradually spreading.

until--

"There seems to be a sound down here!"