Sweeping natural disasters, all the people escaped, I have hundreds of millions of supplies

Chapter 44 Rainstorm
The roof was blown away by the sandstorm, leaving only the attic with walls.

Luo Daqiang suddenly realized, and freed up one hand to hold the gun, "Here, big brother!"

Zhang Xianchao stretched out his hand, his hand slipped, the gun was blown away by the wind, and hit Zhang Xianchao's face heavily, the gun disappeared again.

Luo Daqiang was petrified on the spot, trembling timidly, Zhang Xianchao endured the severe pain, with a distorted expression, he wanted to tear him in half, "Idiot!"

If it wasn't for the fear of not being able to stand firmly, Zhang Xianchao would have kicked him over.

When he is safe and sound today, we must find out that shit fortune teller and dismember him.

"Crunch--"

They clasped the wall, and the iron door they were holding on to creaked and creaked.

Zhang Xianchao hoped that the wind would be stronger and blow the iron gate open, but he didn't want them to be blown away, so he kicked the door frantically in a panic.

However, the anti-theft door installed by Jiang Si's house was too strong, no matter how he kicked it, it would not move.

Luo Daqiang took a look at Zhang Xianchao, and said cautiously: "Brother, we can let go of Feng Xiao now and jump down."

The attic of Jiang Si's house is not short, not to mention that you can't see clearly what's going on below.

Zhang Xianchao yelled uncontrollably even after eating a mouthful of wind and sand: "Idiot! You let go of your hand and go to the King of Hades, let him cast you into a pig's fetus, don't say you know Lao Tzu!"

Luo Daqiang really thought it was a good idea, if he couldn't get into this family, wouldn't it be more dangerous to hang the blower dry.

Had the wind been stronger, he would probably have turned into a dried sausage.

Suddenly, he glanced at him and said excitedly: "Brother! I still have a knife! I'll block it for you, you pry the door!"

Zhang Xianchao especially wanted to slap Luo Daqiang twice: "You didn't take it out earlier!"

Luo Daqiang chuckled: "It's not like I didn't remember it!"

Just as Zhang Xianchao got the knife from Luo Daqiang, "Kang Dang—" the door suddenly opened.

"Hmph—"

Zhang Xianchao lowered his head in a daze, the sharp knife was stabbed heavily into his chest, and blood flowed out violently.

The strength on Luo Daqiang's body suddenly increased, "Brother, you are so fat! Get up, I can't hold on anymore."

Zhang Xianchao was paralyzed on him, the ferocious sandstorm became more and more violent, Luo Daqiang couldn't bear it, and when he let go of his hand, they were like shooting stars, in the dust all over the sky.

Two afterimages flashed across the dusty sky, Jiang Linhai poked his head out from behind Jiang Si, "Where's the person?"

Jiang Si pointed to the sky: "Fly."

"Oh oh oh."

In the next second, Jiang Linhai was stunned by the tragedy in their attic.

In the entire attic, there are only some steel bars hanging with some cement standing upright, and the roof is completely missing.

Jiang Si thought that this situation would not happen if their roof structure was strengthened, but he still underestimated the power of the sandstorm.

Fortunately, the first and second floors are still stable, so they can continue to live.

After opening it for a while, a lot of sand and dust floated in.

Jiang Si's goggles will be completely covered.

She stretched out her hand to wipe it clean, and Qin Shen's figure appeared indistinctly at Qin Shen's house.

Jiang Si stood on tiptoe and looked carefully. He was holding wood in his hand and beating it with a hammer, as if he was repairing the windows on the second floor.

In such a big sandstorm, Qin Shen seemed to be wearing a knitted hood.

Not even a sunglasses mask.

Jiang Si shouted to him: "Qin Shen, I'll send you something and throw it in the yard, can you pick it up?"

Qin Shen's vague figure suddenly stood up and paused, and a low voice came out after a while: "Yes."

Jiang Si breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly took out a woven bag, wrapped the cream, goggles, four dust masks, and protective clothing with foam paper.

After wrapping it firmly into a ball, I put two big bricks into the woven bag.

Jiang Si tied a chain around his waist, and everyone pulled behind him. The strong wind was blowing, but he still felt untenable.

She threw the woven bag over with all her strength and shouted to Qin Shen, "Did you see it?"

Qin Shen walked steadily, giving people a feeling of walking on the ground in a sandstorm.

He picked up the woven bag and waved his hand specially: "I got it, thank you."

Jiang Si replied loudly: "You're welcome!" Then he told him: "The wind is too strong, so don't go out casually."

"it is good."

The iron chain was jingling by the strong wind. Seeing that Jiang Si was about to lose his standing, Jiang Linhai and the others immediately pulled back the iron chain and pulled Jiang Si back into the house safely.

When the door was closed, Jiang Sicai realized later that Qin Shen's crotch kung fu was really powerful, and he seemed to be fine in such a strong wind.

The sandstorm blew for two days without a break, and the first floor of their house was completely filled with blown dust and gravel.

The people resettled in the village hadn't received official supplies for two days. They were so hungry that they went out with a stone tied to them and only got some food back.

However, the officials obviously did not expect that the sandstorm would be so powerful, and the water they picked up and hoarded before was almost used up.

Not to mention the stored food, which has not yet been transported to the original refuge camp.

Fortunately, it didn't come over, otherwise, it would all be blown away halfway.

By the time everyone was praying for the sandstorm to end soon, the temperature had dropped to ten degrees Celsius.

Because of the extreme heat, most of the people were wearing single clothes. The desperate crowd crowded in the house was soon overwhelmed by a cotton coat and a thin blanket.

House seemingly endless rain.

When everyone was praying for the sandstorm to end quickly, it rained.

Without warning, a torrential downpour began.

The rushing rain moistened the land that had been thirsty for several months. The effects of hurricanes and torrential rain quickly accumulated a large amount of rain.

The attic was pounded by the rain, like bullets.

They made waterproof boards against the sandstorm and raised the threshold of the anti-theft door so that the water from the roof could pour into the yard.

Overnight, the house was soaked in muddy sand.

The entire first floor was also occupied by stagnant water and the influx of sand.

As far as the eye can see, the soft, bubbling muddy ground looks like a swamp with its mouth open to eat people.

Their house now only has the second floor to stay in.

Unfortunately, the torrential rain continued into the second night and the flashings failed.

Rainwater flows into the house along the cracks in the wall, and there are water containers everywhere on the ground.

It is estimated that in a few days, the water storage bucket in Jiang Si's space will be filled.

The location of Longquan Village is relatively high, because the dust and gravel left by the sandstorm makes the water potential so high, which can avoid flooding to a certain extent.

Jiang Si waited and watched the rain, as long as the house did not collapse, they would not leave.

Many people couldn't stand it and ran out, and quickly retreated back.

The ground is like a swamp, with one step down, it can be submerged up to the waist.

No one dared to go out unless they were courting death.

They could only bear with it, relying on rainwater to satisfy their hunger.

Hope may really appear in the desperate situation. When the rain is getting heavier and the surrounding area becomes a vast ocean, everyone suddenly sees fish in the water.

Everyone was very pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly took all kinds of guys to catch fish.

Jiang Si also saw the fish in the water. As soon as he put down the fishing rod, he was bitten fiercely, and he could take the bait without putting bait at all.

When she thought of the gar crocodile killed in the cave, her heart skipped a beat. When she took a closer look, it was indeed a gar crocodile weighing more than three catties!

　My voice is hoarse and I vote~

　　
　
(End of this chapter)