Vol 8 Chapter 291: Scenery one

The car moved forward quickly, and the team moved forward in an orderly manner, not fast or slow.
They are usually super high volcanic ash on the road, and they need to keep pushing forward.
But when approaching Washington, Sfan felt something strange.
"Stop!" Si Fan shouted loudly.
The whole team suddenly stopped, very neat and uniform, the road car in front pushed forward a dozen meters again before it really stopped.
No way, he has to consolidate the volcanic ash around him.
Si Fan brought clothes like chemical protective clothing on the car to ensure that the volcanic ash would not make himself covered, and then used electronic eyes to record and walk down the car.
Behind him was another guy.
This is Song Yang. During this time, he was constantly adjusting the power to transport nutrient solutions to the world, and then transporting the garbage to the super garbage factory by small cargo ships.
This is a super huge industry. Every day the world can produce as much useful things as possible, and corresponding waste can be produced. The amount of these wastes is amazing and needs to be resolved.
The degradation of nature cannot meet the needs of human beings, so now the workload of the super garbage treatment plant is very huge, and the transportation needs are also many. There is no need to pay for it at all. This kid's mouth is full of oil. ,
This time I heard that Si Fan has moved again, isn't this mixed up again? But this time is not the same. This guy was mixed up purely for the sake of existence. He gave his family Song Master a good name, so he always used the name of Song Hai to support the country to recover from the disaster. of.
Of course, some people in the country will certainly make irresponsible remarks, but this time the situation is special. The voice of these people is not big. This is a disaster for all human beings. Song Yang has already done a good job of propaganda to prevent harm to themselves from the source. Home.
What's so special is to occupy the righteousness of the ancients.
Whatever is done is justified, everything is smooth, anyway, you are the bad guy when you are doing it, and the bad guy on the bright side generally has nothing to end.
In particular, this kind of life and death of all human beings, how can you say that the superheroes in the world are saving the earth? People are fundamentally correct. What you say are all negative roles.
Doing the present thing, Song Yang followed the mix. At other times, Si Fan was really not much seen by others. This is a troublesome guy now.
"What's wrong?" Song Yang also changed into a suit like an astronaut and followed behind Si Fan with a bitter face. The two terminator were holding guns in front, and a group of people in the back looked nervously.
The current city has no law and order, and the law of the jungle is respected.
Si Fan carefully looked at the front, and said without a word: "Small caves have been found in front, but they have collapsed a bit. It seems who drove in and didn't know where they came from." This is probably a modified pickup truck, which rushed directly to Washington. "
After hearing the news, Song Yang was bitter. He looked at Si Fan.
"Can I still go?" He retreated.
"Well, no matter who they are, we have enough armed forces now. If you go backwards by yourself ..." Si Fan didn't say much, just looked back.
The road behind has been sealed a lot, because of the softness of the volcanic ash, all of them are tiny particles. If you go backwards, you will find death.
Song Yang understood it at a glance, reluctantly looked at the back, and then looked at the mouse hole in front. There are already collapsed places, but some places may still collapse, and you can see the holes one by one.
There is nothing special about this special thing. It must be a group of interests. Seeing the city suffer, people have retreated long ago and want to go back and get a ticket.
They went to the city to take away property that no one else had taken.
The disaster this time was big, but there were proposals and preventions in advance, and ordinary cities had long since taken away valuable things, but after all, there were things that could not be taken away. These goods were rushed to these things.
Si Fan could see it at a glance.
The corner of his mouth twitched, a slight sneer hanging from the corner.
"Hum, this time I'm in Washington, I don't seem to be lonely. I hope you can play what moths." Si Fan carefully checked to determine how many of these people are.
It looks like there were two models of cars in the past, a large pickup opened the road, and it was estimated that it was a few smaller cars.
Without a car, that stuff can't go on this road now. They can only be big guys, and they can't all follow a line, so they can judge almost the same.
This wave of people hasn't made more than 20 people, but he doesn't know how many people are in front ~ EbookFREE.me ~ After many acid rains here in Washington, many traces have long disappeared, and the volcanic ash has become muddy. . When you continue to move forward, the road is not so easy to go, and they are often stuck together, and the drive of the open road car in front is quite large.
The back of the fan followed closely, after the road was opened, the road was widened, and then the vehicles behind.
This speed can't be faster.
But when I walked more than 20 kilometers, I encountered interesting things.
Si Fan encountered a vehicle on the highway.
It should be known that the road was cleared three times while in the car to ensure that there were no vehicles that could be quickly rebuilt after the disaster. This was the retreat.
In other words, there should be no cars here. There are cars now, and those who want to steal chickens must be.
When encountering a vehicle, Si Fan certainly had to look at it.
This guy's car is an ordinary pickup truck, which is covered with volcanic ash, and it is stuck. Time has passed a lot. The main reason for the car is that the fine volcanic ash was put into the car by the way. Also blocked.
In the end, it really didn't work.
It is estimated that the car broke down while driving, and then it was still raining. No matter how much volcanic ash, the rain was a flowing debris flow, all of which were tightly packed.
People did not die, but they were probably rescued.
That is, he glanced at the car. He didn't care about it and let the train hit the road directly. After he saved it, he blocked the road and continued to move forward.
Ahead of it is the capital of the Riceland.
Washington.
It's neither bustling New York nor romantic Seattle.
But this is the brain of the rice country. The country ’s Capitol Hill is here, in this city.
Washington, the name of a great man, a city named after the founding great man. Looking into the distance.
Total darkness.