Chapter 472: Big Tsunami

The tallest buildings in the vicinity are several residential buildings on the east side of the road, but there is still greenery in the middle of the road. Zhang Heng visually measured the distance and estimated that it would be difficult for him to reach it. Instead, the four-story museum on the west side looks relatively Reality.

Zhang Heng stepped on the roof of the car and ran there directly, and there was a lot of shouting and cursing from the car owner behind him, but at this time Zhang Heng had already jumped in front of the bus stop sign, pushed away two middle school students who were playing with their mobile phones there, and rushed across the bicycle and sidewalk , skip the ticket gate and run to the gate of the museum.

The guard who was standing guard outside the duty room was taken aback, but he reacted quickly and chased after him while yelling to stop.

Not only did Zhang Heng not stop, but he sped up after hearing the words, and climbed up the stairs. When an old couple had just entered the museum and the sensor door hadn't closed, he also dodged and hid in it.

The museum just opened in the morning, and there were not too many people inside. There were only a dozen or so people in the bronze exhibition hall on the first floor, admiring the collection in the showcase while walking.

Zhang Heng found the stairs as quickly as possible, but at this time the guards on the first floor were obviously alerted, and quickly surrounded Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng didn't bother with them. He counted the time silently in his heart. He should have six or seven seconds left, so he bent down directly, dodging the pounce of the guard on the right, and the guard on his left only grabbed a handful of air because he was separated from him by a showcase.

In the last three seconds, Zhang Heng had reached the extreme speed and rushed up the stairs. Through the glass wall, he could already see the oncoming huge wave, which was about ten meters high, and it was shot on the glass wall on the south side of the museum. The hard double-layer tempered laminated glass didn't even last half a second before it shattered!

Immediately after, the turbulent sea water poured into the museum, with branches, bricks, bicycles and other messy things mixed in the middle.

Zhang Heng rushed up to the third floor at the last moment, but in the blink of an eye, the two floors under his feet were completely swallowed up, and the few guards who were chasing him before were swept away by the huge waves without even making a sound. There was no trace, and the group of tourists walking and visiting downstairs was also in danger.

At this moment, Zhang Heng felt like he was alone on a deserted island in a vast ocean.

Individual power is too small in the face of natural disasters.

Especially for the vast majority of people, they never thought that there would be a tsunami. Many people didn't realize what happened at the moment when the huge wave came. On the wall or on the car, those who were even more unlucky bumped into some sharp object and were stabbed in half, and could never wake up again.

Behind Zhang Heng, a little girl about six or seven years old in a skirt opened her eyes wide, completely petrified by the scene in front of her.

Zhang Heng didn't have time to care about where the latter's parents were. Before he could catch his breath, the second big wave arrived. The height of this huge wave was even higher than the previous one. At the same level as the roof of the museum, Zhang Heng did not run upstairs, but turned around and ran towards the center of the exhibition hall on the third floor.

He heard the thunder-like rumbling sound behind him, and the big waves smashed the glass on the last two floors without any effort. The water flow washed away, no different from the previous glass wall, and it turned into pieces one after another.

The little girl who stood there was also swallowed by the huge waves.

Zhang Heng finally ran to a pillar and pressed his body tightly against it. The next second, the waves hit the pillar violently, and the water flow separated from both sides of Zhang Heng's body, and continued to run forward with an unstoppable momentum. , hit the wall.

Zhang Heng could feel the museum shaking, but the solid foundation and solid building structure helped it withstand the impact.

However, Zhang Heng on the other side was not so lucky. The waves did not wash away the wall and quickly rolled back. Zhang Heng could only curl up as much as possible to protect his vital parts.

Fortunately, this time the recharging did not have much kinetic energy, but because the pillars were smooth and there were no fixed points, Zhang Heng was finally rushed out.

Undercurrents were surging under the water, he didn't know how many times he rolled over, he just felt his whole body was spinning.

However, Zhang Heng has indeed become a master in resisting dizziness after experiencing the copy of the Apollo training camp and being thrown around by the centrifuge in different ways.

He held his breath and tried his best to deal with the impact with his back, but he did not lose consciousness until a minute later he could clearly feel that the water flow began to slow down, which meant that the first wave of the tsunami was about to pass. Zhang Heng waited for about 20 minutes. Seconds, before the oxygen was about to run out, Zhang Heng finally regained control of his body. Zhang Heng tried to poke his head out of the water. The outside world was completely different.

Familiar cities are now a little strange.

The crowded traffic on the road before disappeared, no, it should be said that even the road disappeared, and the low front houses nearby also sank to the bottom of the water, leaving only the roof. The situation on the upper floors is relatively good. Some high-rise buildings with weak structures were pushed down, but when the tsunami rushed here, the destructive force was not as great as it was at first.

Zhang Heng wiped the seawater off his face. He was surrounded by half-broken sycamore trees, telephone poles lying crooked in the water, wires and tree branches tangled together, a sandal was rising and falling with the waves, and its owner I don't know where to go.

Zhang Heng saw the door panel floating not far away, and pulled it in front of him, so that he didn't need to continue treading water, which could save some energy. There might be more than one wave of the tsunami, and no one knows what the next wave will be. The time will come, Zhang Heng decided to prepare in advance.

However, considering that he is in Han Lu's dream now, his previous common sense and experience may not still be effective. In fact, this inland tsunami was already weird enough. Zhang Heng didn't know whether it was related to the death dream, but from On the other hand, its appearance explained why Han Lu left the residence in a hurry.

She had obviously been warned in advance, and Zhang Heng didn't say anything right now. He could only pray that Han Lu moved to a safe place in time, and I'm afraid the rest would only be known after he found her.

But the bad news is that the tsunami destroyed the city in a mess, and all the personnel and affairs related to Han Lu were wiped out. Zhang Heng has completely lost his goal now, and he doesn't know where to start next. .

He can only find a safe place first, and wait to see if there is a second wave of attacks.