The strongest supreme soldier

Chapter 385 Life and Death Rescue
The cry was miserable and heart-piercing.

Even though it was raining cats and dogs, I still heard it bursting loudly.

Curious, Tang Yi turned his head, and heard a woman's crying voice.

"Let me go back! I beg you!"

"Let me go back and die with him!"

"I don't want to live anymore! Let me die, my life is gone!"

Looking in the direction of the screams, a woman covered in muddy water was lying on the ground struggling.

Five or six villagers held her left and right, crying but didn't say a word, just holding him tightly.

"what's the situation?"

Tang Yi curiously asked the village chief beside him.

what's going on.

"Her child is still at home, but her house was washed away by mudslides, and she can't go back alone!"

The village chief sighed, and it was pitiful to say it.

It rained this morning, so we couldn't work in the fields, so we all hid at home.

But this woman braved the rain to go to the field. There was no way. Her husband went out to work, and three months ago he slipped and fell from the construction site and died.

Only orphans and widows were left, and no one was doing the work in the field, so she, who had just reached the full moon, left the child at home and pulled weeds in the rain.

After all, life has to live, their mother and son have to live on, and enduring the grief of her husband's death, she is determined to raise the child.

Unexpectedly, the rain became heavier and heavier, and it was too heavy, so she went to the villagers' house to take shelter from the rain.

But at this moment, there was an earthquake.

The torrential rain poured down, and the ground twisted back and forth. Although it was daytime, the outside was already completely white.

Everything came too suddenly, so suddenly that no one had time to react.

Everyone fled the house in a panic. Fortunately, the earthquake was not big and no house collapsed.

But the light rain the night before yesterday made the ground completely wet, and the heavy rainfall that came again made this small earthquake the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The mudslides poured left and right, and the villagers who ran down were surrounded on three sides.

Looking at the mountain peak behind the village, the cracks formed on it became a sharp sword hanging over their heads.

Once it collapses, the entire valley will probably be filled up, and it will be even less time for her to go home.

"Where is her home?"

After hearing what happened, Tang Yi's heart tightened, and he asked hastily.

"It's right there, on the high ground to the east of the village!"

The village head pointed to the cottage on the hillside in the distance, a tile-roofed house with a red roof was her home.

Because her home is independent from the easternmost side, it is still some distance from other homes.

The mudslide pouring down from the top of the mountain happened to surround her home.

The slightly elevated terrain allows the house to avoid being washed down the col in the first round.

But the torrential rain did not stop, and mudslides mixed with muddy water continued to wash away her home.

Directly separated by the mudslide, the red tile-roofed house became an isolated island.

Precariously falling down in the mudslide, there is still a baby still lying inside.

But everyone knows that no one can be saved. Although the child is innocent, natural disasters are merciless.

Like a yellow dragon, the mudslide carried trees and gravel on the mountain.

A stone the size of a millstone was washed down, but it was even more terrifying than a tank.

Hearing the heart-piercing cries of the woman, Tang Yi knew that this child was her last spiritual support.

If the child can't live, with continuous blows, I'm afraid she can't survive.

"Lin Feng, continue your mission here, I'll go up and have a look!"

Looking at the house that would be engulfed by mudslides at any time, Tang Yi couldn't ignore it.

Speaking to Lin Feng who was still waiting for the helicopter, Tang Yi wiped the rain off his face.

Jogging all the way up the hillside, the cracked ground under my feet was soft, as if it would slide down at any time.

At such a time, Tang Yi's going against the wind is tantamount to sending him to death.

Seeing the green military uniform disappear into the village, everyone was sweating for him.

Crossing the street and stepping on the muddy road, Tang Yi, who was moving sideways, spent a lot of energy before climbing halfway up the hillside.

In front of him, a huge mudslide blocked his way.

Although the first wave of mudslides has passed, the torrent formed by the rain has collected the rainfall of the entire hillside and is still washing the ground.

In the chasm that was seven or eight meters wide, the mud rolled and roared, carrying the terror of death.

During the rainstorm, Tang Yi wiped the rainwater from his face and took the rope from his shoulders.

If you want to go over, you have to cross the mudslide, and you can't fly, so you have to use ropes.

I found a fist-sized rock, tied it with a rope, and waved the rope because the inertia rope started to spin back and forth.

At this time, the mudslides are repeatedly washing the solid foundation.

Fortunately, this is a new house, if other old houses would have collapsed long ago.

But it doesn't mean how long the house can last. Under the exposed foundation, the water is surging.

Once, twice, three times.

He kept throwing ropes towards the house, but none of them were fixed on it.

Finally, Tang Yi, who did not give up, threw the rope for the sixth time, and the rope bound with stones hung on the beams of the roof and hung on it.

Pulling the rope back hard, Tang Yi fixed the rope to a tree not far away after making sure it was strong.

In this way, he used ropes to build a life passage in the mudslide.

Tang Yi grasped the rope with both hands, turned over and put his feet on it, with his face facing the sky facing the raindrops, crossed his arms and slid towards the opposite side little by little.

In the violent storm, Tang Yi's life was hanging by a thread on the rope, and the turbulent mudslide was still roaring down the mountain. If the rope broke, he would be finished.

Fortunately, everything went well. When Tang Yi's feet landed on the ground, the villagers at the foot of the mountain couldn't help shouting.

There was no time to wait, Tang Yi had no time to rest, rushed to the door and kicked the locked wooden door open.

This is a two-bedroom, one-living room, with bedrooms on the left and right sides. In the hall, there is a portrait of the child's father.

"Wow wow wow..."

No need to look for it, the crying of the child made Tang Yi rush directly to the room on the right.

On the crib in the room, a boy who had just turned one month old was crying.

After such a long time, he didn't find his mother after waking up. Frightened, the baby cried out instinctively.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid! Uncle is here!"

This is definitely Tang Yi's first time holding a baby, and it's still a baby who has just been full moon.

When picking up the little boy, Tang Yi was more nervous than holding a pack of explosives.

But right now, there was no time to hesitate, so he hurriedly wrapped him up with a small quilt.

Suddenly, there was a shaking that almost caused Tang Yi to fall. Tang Yi, who was holding the child, turned around and rushed out.

However, when he rushed to the yard and was about to return the same way, he realized that it was too late.

Half of the house on the side where the ropes were originally tied was destroyed by mudslides, and the ropes lying there were even broken.

(End of this chapter)