Earth Era

Zhao Huasheng just wanted to save more people, the more the better. Many people fell on this long street, some died and some did not.

No ambulance, no medicine, no equipment. Zhao Huasheng was busy here just using the first aid knowledge he had learned before. A wounded man who had passed out was rescued by Zhao Huasheng. He woke up, but he still didn't move. Instead, he was still lying here, looking at the sky in a daze. A little girl was rescued by Zhao Huasheng, and her first reaction when she woke up was to cry. Zhao Huasheng held her in his arms, comforted her softly, and then ran to the next wounded.

Zhao Huasheng's expression was always calm, not anxious, irritable, lost or sad. Zhao Huasheng is just saving people, just saving people.

Many people just passed out. Even if there are some minor injuries, it is not a big deal. After waking up, these people seemed to be infected by Zhao Huasheng. After stabilizing for a while, they got up, followed Zhao Huasheng, and also participated in the rescue operation.

At the beginning, there were very few people following Zhao Huasheng, only one or two, but this number was increasing rapidly, and it increased to more than one hundred people in less than an hour. People seem to have a tacit understanding between actions. They gather the wounded in an orderly manner, do simple first aid to prevent the injury from getting worse, tidy up the ruins, and put out the fire to prevent secondary disasters. Some of these people have professional skills People with medical knowledge participated, they took medicine from the smashed-up pharmacy, and gave emergency treatment to some critically injured...

Chaos is spreading rapidly, and calm is also spreading rapidly. The wounded are also crying, and there are also many people here, but this place is different from other places. After the breath of madness spread here, it was quickly transformed into ease and tranquility, and the virtues that have been passed down in human civilization for a long time, such as friendship, strength, and mutual assistance, are quietly growing here.

Before he knew it, Zhao Huasheng had become the leader of this group of people. Under Zhao Huasheng's command, everything was handled in an orderly manner.

Whenever Zhao Huasheng walked by, the wounded who were placed on both sides of the street would smile and be grateful to Zhao Huasheng. Whenever Zhao Huasheng approached, the wounded who kept crying because of the pain would miraculously calm down. When Zhao Huasheng came, the chaotic situation would quickly calm down. It was as if Zhao Huasheng possessed a magical power.

Meng Zhuo knew where this power in Zhao Huasheng came from. This power came from a sentence, "I just want to save people, the more the better." A kind of admiration. This kind of thinking has never happened before.

The government's rescue force never came here, and Zhao Huasheng organized people to collect food, and distributed the food and drinking water to the wounded. Mengzhuo clearly saw that after the last piece of bread was handed over to a little boy, Zhao Huasheng's hands were empty. And Meng Zhuo also remembered very clearly that from the beginning of the riot to the present, Zhao Huasheng hadn't eaten for at least fourteen or five hours.

Zhao Huasheng has been busy and has not rested.

In the last days after the outbreak of the solar crisis, even in the equatorial zone, it is very cold at night. So Zhao Huasheng organized people to collect a lot of quilts and clothes, and covered them on the wounded. Meng Zhuo clearly saw that after donating his coat, Zhao Huasheng only had one piece left on him. Thin sweater.

But even so, it couldn't resist the severe cold. So Zhao Huasheng organized people to collect fuel and lit a bonfire on the long street. After giving up all the places close to the bonfire, Zhao Huasheng and Meng Zhuo curled up together in a dark and cold corner - at least the corner can help him to block the cold wind.

Mengzhuo seems to have seen a brand new Zhao Huasheng. Or, this is the real Zhao Huasheng.

"I can always call a helicopter to rescue us," Monjo said.

"No, people here need me." Zhao Huasheng rejected Mengzhuo's proposal.

Meng Zhuo said: "There will be at least thousands of casualties in this riot. Even if you are busy until now, you can only save less than two hundred lives at most."

"Two hundred lives are two hundred hopes." Zhao Huasheng laughed.

Because of the cold wind, Zhao Huasheng never fell asleep, and Zhao Huasheng couldn't sleep either. In this cold wind, if you fall asleep, you may really be frozen to death. Zhao Huasheng will go out for a walk every time he takes a break. While observing the placement of the injured, he can also use these exercises to delay the invasion of the severe cold.

Voices of greetings and thanks came to Zhao Huasheng's ears constantly, and Zhao Huasheng responded with a smile. Zhao Huasheng was very pleased to see that the able-bodied people were giving up their clothes to the weak, and the less injured people were giving up their clothes and food to the seriously injured. Zhao Huasheng also saw a strong man with a bald head take off his coat, and in spite of the other person's refusal, forcibly put the coat on that person's body.

The man kept refusing, and the bald and strong man roared impatiently: "You can take it if you give it to you, and I will beat you if you talk nonsense."

A young man who looked very wretched broke off more than half of the bread in his hand and handed it to the eager little boy beside him, muttering in his mouth: "Before I regret it, you'd better give this whole thing away." eat."

Zhao Huasheng suddenly felt that since he came to Equator City, he had been surrounded by him, and the ubiquitous depression and gunpowder atmosphere disappeared. At this moment, Zhao Huasheng seemed to have removed a heavy armor from his body. Although tired, hungry, and cold, at this moment Zhao Huasheng felt a relaxation that he had never felt before. It was as if he was still in the capital city before the sun crisis broke out, as if he had just returned from a night gathering of friends.

"Human nature cannot be obliterated. Even if it is temporarily suppressed by madness and cruelty, it will come back and occupy people's hearts as long as it has a chance. There must be hope for our human civilization." Zhao Huasheng sighed.

There were still uninterrupted explosions in the distance. Zhao Huasheng raised his head and saw that the western sky was reflected red by the flames. But it's always been quiet here, and I've always felt at ease.

"I hope that after this night, we will usher in a new life." Zhao Huasheng thought silently in his heart.

The long night finally passed, and when the morning sun shone on the land again, Zhao Huasheng finally got the long-awaited army and police, as well as an ambulance with flashing red lights. This means that chaos has passed and order has returned to this land. The injured were loaded into ambulances and taken away, while those who were not injured or those with lesser injuries left separately. Everyone would come to Zhao Huasheng before leaving, and sincerely say "thank you" to Zhao Huasheng, and Zhao Huasheng smiled back.

Police officers, soldiers, and first responders watched this scene in amazement. Obviously, they had been running around for a long time last night, but this was the first time they had seen such a peaceful place like this. At the same time, they were also very curious about Zhao Huasheng, why did this ordinary young man who was not good-looking get so many thanks?

"Dude, you're a good guy." Mengzhuo patted Zhao Huasheng on the shoulder, said a word, and then greeted the group of policemen. After showing his ID, Meng Zhuo successfully got a police car, and then drove it to Zhao Huasheng: "Let's go, you can go to rest."

Zhao Huasheng nodded, and then sat in the co-pilot seat. Zhao Huasheng was too tired. Before the car drove a hundred meters away, Zhao Huasheng closed his eyes and fell asleep. At the moment when Zhao Huasheng fell asleep, Meng Zhuo also slowed down the speed of the car, so the car, which was already extremely stable, became even more stable.

Zhao Huasheng slept until the next day. Zhao Huasheng opened his eyes and saw Meng Zhuo standing by the window, smoking a cigarette facing the rising sun, leaving only a broad view of his back. Before Zhao Huasheng made any movement, Mengzhuo's words came over: "Are you awake?"

"Well." Zhao Huasheng said, "How about the riot?"

"Preliminary statistics show that more than 400,000 people died in this riot, and there are countless wounded." Mengzhuo shook his head and flicked the cigarette butt out of the window, "Equator City is too densely populated, and this riot It has spread to almost the entire Equator City. It is very difficult to quell the riots and carry out rescue.”

"400,000 people..." Zhao Huasheng was shocked by this number. Although it was expected that many people would die, Zhao Huasheng still did not expect so many people to die.

"There would not have been such a large number of casualties." Mengzhuo said, "But some people with ulterior motives got involved. They not only announced the things about the City of Life, but also incited the crowd in many ways, took the lead in using thermal weapons, and attacked government agencies... ..."

"Of course, these people have to die." Meng Zhuo said coldly, "If these black sheep are eliminated, our human civilization can hope to survive this solar crisis."

Zhao Huasheng nodded, but did not speak.

"There is one more thing." Mengzhuo said, "You have become a celebrity. Someone posted your incident on the Internet, and the government also hoped to set a positive example after the riots, so not only did they not stop you, but Pushing it behind the scenes. So ... you've got a lot of visibility now, you've got a lot of followers and admirers."