Chapter 486

Chapter 486

Natural disasters come. Humans were too weak to withstand them.

There was no way for them to fight against the cruel nature.

The air was mixed with a smell of rottenness, and the unpleasant smell

was disgusting.

A strong stench came. Perhaps it came from the ground or caused by

the death of those domestic animals.

The earth kept shaking and a house instantly became dust.

The surrounding mountains began to roar and huge rocks rolled down.

They were relentlessly rolling towards the crowd that were escaping. It

lasted only a few minutes and the town was razed to the ground.

The earth shook and the mountains shook, and in a moment, houses

collapsed and roads cracked.

A prosperous town turned into ruins.

It was all like a nightmare. All houses were reduced to rubble.

The falling boulders from the collapsed houses and the pouring rain

destroy so many lives in this town.

Children lost their parents and parents lost their children.

There was no more home. Only the pain of sorrow that filled the air.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment. There were cries mixed with

howls.

Some turned into psychos. Some were begging God. They just hated

they couldn't run faster.

The sudden onset of the disaster, a strong earthquake, took away

everything here.

With the lightning and thunder, mountains fell and the earth cracked.

Everything was over.

This disaster had left countless people homeless, and had also made

those kids cherished by their parents become orphans, taking away the

bright smiles from their faces.

Sylvia led the medical staff from Lilypad General Hospital to the

southwest town. When they arrived, they saw a few hundred villagers

remaining on top of the nearest hill.

Everywhere was a rubble. Everywhere was a panic crowd. Everywhere

were miserable scenes.

Not only did the southwest town suffer heavy losses, but all the towns

near the southwest town were destroyed hard. The entire city suffered

great losses.

And almost the entire southwest town was reduced to a rubble.

Several cities adjacent to the southwest city had sent troops over to

support them. Those government employees, and some volunteers had

also arrived on the scene.

Each was clad in a raincoat and saving people in the pouring rain.

In front of natural disasters, humans were weak like ants.

Maybe before the earthquake, they were still watching TV, eating, and

talking with their families or friends ... But after the earthquake, it

became silent.

"Take down all the medical supplies,” Sylvia said to everyone behind

her, she was dressed in white, put on her raincoat and rushed off the

plane, “The strong ones go with me to save the villagers buried inside

the rubble, the girls all stay here to treat the injured villagers.”

After she finished, she tugged directly at a man closest to her, "Sir, may

I ask which one is the supreme commander here?"

"Oh, I heard that a mayor was sent over. It seems that his last name is

Wright ..." The man was covered in mud and it was impossible to tell

what he looked like. "There he is! You go to the west and you'll see

him."

Sylvia nodded and stepped on the muddy water towards the west.

Could it be Mayor Cody?

She thought so. A few minutes later, she saw the middle-aged man

cloaked in a raincoat. The man's elegant face was now pale in the

night. The rain streamed along the edge of the raincoat and wet his

face.

"Cody!"

Sylvia called out loudly. Mayor Cody turned his head. He saw Sylvia's

slender figure. His face was frozen, "Sylvia, it's dangerous here ..."

“It's okay." Sylvia shook her head, "We brought medical staff, and some

medical supplies, and we are moving them. Where should we put

them?"

“The villagers are hiding on the hillside, near the hillside there is a

bomb shelter left over from the former war period. It's very old, but it's

still dry. Put the supplies in there, I'll have Brayden take you there.”

Mayor Cody hurriedly said to Brayden, who was digging with a shovel

not far away to rescue the victims, "Brayden, take Sylvia to put the

supplies!"

Brayden wiped the mud from his face and trotted towards Sylvia.

Just after the two left, Franklin's plane arrived.

He brought a plane full of Maskelyne Group volunteers and some food

and drink.

Maskelyne Group and SouthStar Airlines spent longer time in calling

upon the volunteers than the hospital because the group was larger.

So Franklin was a little bit later.

Sylvia was carrying medical supplies with everyone else. She listened

to the heavy rain in her ears, looked at the dark and dreary sky.

Suddenly, a thunderclap and a lightning bolt then split the night sky.

Immediately afterwards, there was another shaking of the earth and

mountains.

Many people dropped their boxes of supplies and fled in all directions

with shouts.

The terrified people were like birds of prey, screaming and holding their

heads as they tried to run for their lives.

Facing natural disasters, the human beings were so fragile. None of

them wanted to die.

Sylvia barely managed to steady herself as she called out urgently,

"Don't panic. Don't be afraid! Protect yourself! The supplies are not

important. You must protect yourself."

Just then, suddenly, a mellow male voice rang out in the clattering night

rain with a soothing effect, "This is an aftershock. We must be united

and unified in order to overcome it! It's not scary when a disaster

comes. What's scary is that we don't have the courage to overcome it!

Now, everyone, hold the supplies in your arms and continue to place

them in a neat and orderly manner."

Sylvia, after hearing the familiar voice, she looked back in surprise and

saw a tall figure striding towards her in the night.

Franklin ?

He was here?

The man stretched out his long, strong arm and snatched the large box

she was holding in her arms away.

Those dark, bright eyes seemed like the only stars in the dark night.

"Honey, let me help you." Franklin looked at the mud splattered on her

face and couldn't help but feel the pain in his heart.

His husky and mellow voice said, "You take care of here and go see

how the injured villagers are doing.”

Sylvia nodded hard, "OK."

The two had no more talk. After a brief conversation, they parted again.

Sylvia made her way quickly to the makeshift medical shed.

Her colleagues were there trying hard to treat all the injured villagers

who were carried over.

The air was thick with the smell of blood, accompanied by the painful

wails of the villagers.

"Blood, Dr. Andrews, we need blood, and the blood packets we brought

are simply not enough. These villagers are all too badly injured,

especially many needing amputations. Their bodies have been pressed

heavily by the rubble for so long that their bones are shattered and their

limbs can no longer remain.” An orthopedic doctor rushed to Sylvia's

face, his hand holding a blood packet that the nurse had just handed

him.

"And our medical conditions here are so poor that there is no way to do

this kind of surgery.” The doctor was so anxious that he was about to

cry.

Sylvia frowned, "I'm contacting a hospital in a neighboring city and

arranging for a helicopter to take the seriously injured villagers there."