Countless vehicles and countless personnel traveled together at night, and Xie Ning witnessed many along the way.

He kept making phone calls, and the communication in Rongcheng District only had problems a few dozen minutes after the earthquake began, and then normal communication resumed.

He had noticed what the driver said long ago. He found a friend in Rongcheng to help him deal with the trouble in this regard.

If the cargo is stopped at the highway intersection due to overload, it will make a big joke.

This kind of thing that would not happen in imagination but would make a big joke in the end, would never happen to Xie Ning, who had seen the storm and waves.

"Brother Ning, there are people from the TV station interviewing this side, and it seems... they are still from the provincial station." On the phone in Xie Ning's hand, a friend from Rongcheng said in a little embarrassed.

Xie Ning's expression did not change at all, but Wen Yan explained to the man the time to arrive at the Rongcheng Expressway toll station.

After hanging up the phone, Xie Ning imagined all possible unexpected situations in his mind.

Aftershocks are constantly coming, large trucks with loads of more than ten tons and dozens of tons are bumping. What are the people from the provincial capital TV stations going to the front line?

Is the martial law strict? No! Because my friends in Rongcheng didn't say this. Then...

Just as he was thinking, the message from Xie Ning's cell phone rang out.

Countless ideas in his mind were quickly pieced together, trying to find the truth of the problem. He clicked on the text message casually.

After glanced at him, Xie Ning was stunned.

"The people of Sichuan thank you for your help." The text message is very simple. Xie Ning, who has already become a demon, suddenly felt that the surroundings were quiet.

The upsetting roar from the truck disappeared in an instant without a trace, with only the banging heartbeat in his ears.

This is just the simplest word of thanks. Xie Ning has heard it countless times in his life.

But never once was like this text message I received, containing a full of sincere gratitude.

The voice of the text message rang again, and the operator directly called 200 yuan for phone bills.

At the same time as Xie Ning, the driver who drove the truck also received text messages and recharge fees for thanking.

He was also stunned.

Two big men,

Different identities,

Different social status,

Different life experiences,

But after receiving two text messages, he remained silent at the same time.

The car drove very steadily, moving forward in the silent dark night.

Soon, we arrived at the expressway toll station.

But the toll station in Xie Ning's eyes was actually about two kilometers away...

Countless private cars, trucks, tankers, and ambulances were crowded outside the toll station. The ambulance was fine, and he was slowly moving along the emergency passage. Other cars were moving forward at a speed.

Really...fuck! Xie Ning sighed in his heart, opened the car door and jumped out of the truck.

Walking forward, Xie Ning wanted to see what was going on.

After walking about a hundred meters, there was a Porsche next to it. A young man was driving, smoking and cursing against the car door.

"Brother, where did you come from?" Xie Ning's gentle smile was particularly contagious and made people feel very friendly.

The young man glanced at him and said, "Hangzhou."

"It's so fast." Xie Ning smiled.

The young man looked depressed and took out a box of Jiuwu Supreme from his body, shaking at Xie Ning.

Xie Ning touched one and lit it.

"It's useless to be quick. Who knew that even the aftershocks were so heavy." The young man was very frustrated and took a deep breath of cigarettes. Seeing that Xie Ning was calm and obviously a wealthy person, he looked at the huge convoy enviously and said, "Brother, you are so quick to start."

"I'm close and I've walked for a day and a night." Xie Ning said with a smile.

"After I knew about it, I drove here. I only learned along the way... MD, the trunk was filled with water, and there was not even a box of instant noodles." He became more and more frustrated as he spoke, and he simply threw his anger on the cigarette butts.

He took a hard sip, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, and stepped on it to death.

"How long have you been waiting?" Xie Ning asked what he wanted to ask.

"I waited for half an hour, and the toll station in front is no longer charged. It is said that I want to dismantle the toll station directly to make the traffic faster. No one expected that there would be so many cars, look at that side." The young man raised his hand, pointed to a row of tank trucks, and said, "I'm fine and go to watch the fun. Those tank trucks are license plates from Shaanxi."

Xie Ning smiled.

"It would be great if I could find a private ambulance to drive it. The ambulance could go through the emergency passage and drive it directly."

“Where are you going after you go in?”

"The ambulance went to West China. I heard that the medical command center is located in West China." The young man poured out everything he could find out like beans. "Some others are in Tianfu Square, and there are several material delivery points."

The convoy moved forward slowly. Xie Ning and the young man chatted for a while, and when they saw the truck coming, they said goodbye and left.

I met by chance, and I didn't even ask about my name.

"It seems something is wrong in front." The driver and Xie Ning said: "According to my experience, such a long traffic flow cannot be passed in less than four or five hours."

"The toll stations are closed, just drive them over." Xie Ning said.

"I'm just saying it!" The driver slapped his thigh.

Even so, traffic flow is still very slow.

It was like the peak return trip after the holiday, but the vehicles that returned this time came from all over the world, and the complicated license plate numbers were dazzling.

It took nearly an hour before the truck that Xie Ning was taking was driving to the toll station entrance.

The toll opening is directly wide open and the vehicle is slowly driving in.

The camera was working, and several cameramen wearing vests recorded such traffic from different angles.

When the truck arrived, the cameramen were also a little surprised.

More than twenty large trucks were overloaded significantly, and the sound of the engine was not right.

There has always been a problem of overloading at high speeds, and they don’t care about it. But the cars I saw here were all rushed here. Not to mention overloading, many private cars only brought a few water and went straight to the road.

This is the first time I have seen such an "premeditated" overloaded fleet.

"This side, this side." A staff member guided the overloaded convoy to walk through a widened lane. Taking advantage of this, the reporter ran directly to the car and reached out to the microphone: "Master, where did you come from?"

"Xi'an." The driver of the truck had never seen such a scene before, and said with a silly smile at a loss.

"Your vehicle is overloaded, do you know?"

"I know, my car is filled with pure water. It looks a lot, but it is actually not much. There will be no problem with the overload point." The driver was a little nervous.

"So much water? How did you prepare it?" The reporter was also stunned.

One front of the car, two flatbed trailers were pulled, covered with cloth, full of them.

"Empty one of Carrefour's warehouses directly, there is still something behind them." The driver smiled silly, and under the guidance of the staff, he slowly entered the city from a spacious lane.

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Chapter completed!