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Ji Yankun was the first to react, he let go of Yu Jiao Niang and leaned forward, pressing his hand on the glass of the train.
very hot.
At such a high temperature, it is reasonable to say that the glass has already melted, but now it is intact, and even the color has not changed.
Moreover, ten helicopters just launched explosives enough to blow up a city, and the train was only dropped to a height, and the body was not affected by half.
Explosion and fire do not damage the train.
Everyone in the car should be safe by now.
"It can't be explained with common sense, right?" Yu Jiao Niang also reacted.
The environment she was in at this time could not allow her to continue to be immersed in the lingering thoughts. She packed up all her emotions in an instant, and fixed her eyes on the glass with Ji Yankun's movements.
"Yes." Ji Yankun nodded.
Through the gaps in the flames, the clouds outside could be vaguely seen.
The train rushed into the clouds in the sky, burning a huge hole in the fluffy clouds.
They are already in the sky.
If it is not too early, the train will be a very beautiful sunset when looking at the sky from the ground.
There are other people who have also discovered the strangeness of the train.
So mysterious.
"Evil door! The train can still fly to the sky."
"Hey life, the explosives didn't kill Lao Tzu, and God bless Amitabha."
"So this fire can't come in, right?"
"Then where is this thing going now?"
The 'Chaos' seemed to be aimless, hovering and diving at high altitudes, and then vertically upwards.
The people in the carriage began to suffer from turning upside down again. Fortunately, this time, there was no suitcase rushing towards them, so it was much safer.
Ji Zhuokun pressed Yu Jiao Niao to the seat, and he used 100% of his strength. Although the train swayed, Yu Jiao Niao was always firmly held by him.
This time, she wasn't hurt.
But there were many people in the carriage who bumped into each other and suffered serious injuries.
"Seat belt." Ji Yankun glanced at the situation in the carriage, frowning slightly.
Yu Jiao Niang understood as soon as he heard it. After removing the hidden danger of the suitcase, he began to think about how to make everyone stay in the seats.
"Maybe we'll be dead in the next second." Yu Jiao Niang said softly, there was no chance to use the seat belt at all.
"Maybe we can all live a hundred years." Ji Yankun looked at her with hope in his eyes.
Could it be worse?
They got on an out-of-the-ordinary train that took millions of lives and 500 tons of explosives to take their lives.
What could be worse than this?
If things have gotten too bad, everything that happens next is good news.
They are people who have been through the gate of hell, and every second from now on is a gift of life.
Ji Yankun wants everyone to have one more second.
Yu Jiao Niang and Ji Yankun looked at each other, she could see the firmness in his eyes and understand what he was thinking.
"But..." Yu Jiao Niang looked around, forcing himself to start thinking, "How can everyone have seat belts?"
"Clothes, ropes... Tie everything that can be tied together first." Ji Zhuokun said.
"Not everyone has a rope. Clothes...the clothes are too short." Yu Jiaonian shook his head.
It is summer now, even if some girls think the air conditioner in the car is too cold, they just put on a coat, and the coat length is not long enough to surround the seat.
Ji Zhuokun suddenly raised his hand, and Yu Jiao Niang stretched out his hand at the same time.
The two touched the chair cloth in front: "This!"
There is a seat cloth on each seat. If the seat cloth can be taken off and cut into long strips, the long strips can be spliced โโtogether, which is enough to tie people to the seat firmly.
Not as secure as seat belts on airplanes or cars, but in this case it's the only way to get everyone to have a "seat belt" on trains.
But there are no scissors, and sharp objects are not allowed during the security check.
Chaos began to shake violently again, accelerating.
Someone was launched directly from the rear seat to the front row like a rocket, and slammed into the train wall, screaming and screaming in pain.
Ji Yankun stood up and shouted, and a flight attendant turned around and handed him the walkie-talkie in his hand.
Ji Zhuokun pressed the walkie-talkie and said to the flight attendants scattered in various carriages: "First let everyone hug the small table, or squat under the seats to fix yourself."
"Yes."
"Okay."
"clear"
The sound of response came from each carriage.
Ji Yankun said to Yu Jiao Niang: "I'm going to broadcast in the front cab, you protect yourself."
Yu Jiaonian grabbed him: "Then how do you protect yourself?"
A faint smile appeared in Ji Yankun's eyes: "I don't need to protect myself."
His life was long out of his own.
In front of him are the people of the motherland, and behind him are the mountains and rivers of the motherland.
These are what he wants to protect.
Yu Jiao Niang wanted to say that you were talking nonsense, but the words couldn't come out of his mouth after all.
She understands him.
If the carriage contained the cultural relics unearthed in the base, she would also be willing to protect the cultural relics and give up her life.
Ji Zhuokun is for the stability of the present world, and she is for the inheritance of the past life.
Whether it is the heavy responsibility on her shoulders or the instinct flowing in her blood, she can understand Ji Yankun.
"But we haven't figured out how to fix the seat belt."
"I'll think of a way."
Ji Yankun got up and walked forward, and he supported many people who were staggering along the way.
Yu Jiao Niang watched him pass through the carriages, his steps were firm and fast.
His back made her suddenly have an illusion, as if she had seen him somewhere.
There was a loud "bang", and the train hit something and shook violently.