Ninety-Eight One Car Away

The short-haired policewoman seemed to be thinking: "What do you want to say?"

Ye Han's answer was irrelevant: "Think about it, when we were in the carriage, the distance between us and the ant was less than ten meters, but after we broke the ant's antennae, what did the ant do?" He stretched out his index finger and put it on his forehead, making a gesture of tapping everywhere.

"It's confused!" 527's eyes lit up, "You mean, ants have poor eyesight?"

"That's right!" Ye Han gave a thumbs up, "I don't know much about ants, but I know that moles have poor eyesight. Ants don't know how to light up their nests underground. It's good that their eyes haven't degenerated. Even if they can see things, they are probably nearsighted!"

"That makes sense!" 527 nodded vigorously and agreed.

Others thought about it carefully and felt that there was some truth in it, at least it made sense logically.

"Also, the situation in the carriage is complicated. It takes a long time to pass through four carriages, but one carriage is only more than 20 meters, and the four carriages together are only more than 100 meters, so it only takes more than ten seconds to rush through."

"I understand what you mean." The short-haired policewoman recalled the experience in carriage No. 6, "I agree to run over!"

"I agree too!" 527, who was beaten by the policewoman, followed up and expressed his opinion.

"That's right, what are you waiting for?" said another police officer.

Ye Han brought hope to everyone again, and everyone's attitude immediately made a 180-degree turn, and they all expressed their agreement.

Lying on the edge of the sand pit again, Ye Han couldn't help but reveal a self-deprecating bitter smile. What's the big deal about going back and forth? What if there is a problem with the rear direction of the car... No way!

He immediately wiped out this idea, nodded to 527, and the muscles of his whole body instantly tensed up, and he jumped out of the sand pit like an agile leopard.

Ye Han's footsteps were so strong that the sand raised under his feet was all over 527's face.

"Pfft!" 527 spat out the sand in his mouth and followed Ye Han out.

Several police officers, including the short-haired female police officer, followed 527 out of the sand pit and rushed to the rear of the train, but the remaining few people continued to stay in the sand pit without moving.

Ye Han's misjudgment had seriously hit the confidence of others, and the number of police officers who followed was less than half of the total number.

After a few seconds of silence, one of the police officers whispered: "Is it okay for us to do this?"

"Your life is your own, if you feel bad, you can follow!" Another police officer said sarcastically.

Ye Han, who was running in the front, had no idea what was happening behind him. He only had the train in his eyes and only one thought in his mind: Go faster, faster!

More than 20 meters passed by in a flash, and car No. 6 was left behind; another 20 meters, he successfully passed car No. 7; in front was car No. 8, which was ravaged by giant ants. Ye Han's heart suddenly rose to his throat, and his eyes involuntarily looked up at the overturned carriage.

He always felt the sound of ant legs hitting the carriages, and was worried that a few giant ants would suddenly jump out to block the road and rob the train... The giant ants were very efficient, but Ye Han felt that they were not capable of clearing the No. 8 carriage in such a short time.

A group of giant ants were rampant in the No. 8 carriage separated by a wall. Ye Han stepped up again and finally saw the No. 9 carriage.

The No. 9 carriage was in much better condition than the previous carriages. It was torn apart near the junction of the No. 8 carriage in the accident. Although the carriage was crooked, the angle was less than 45 degrees. The other end of the No. 9 carriage was only slightly tilted, and the wheels of the train were still sitting steadily on the rails.

The No. 9 carriage did not overturn, and the No. 10 carriage stayed on the rails well. Ye Han immediately rushed to the junction of the No. 9 and No. 10 carriages.

The distance between the sand pit and the No. 10 carriage was only 130 to 140 meters. It took Ye Han only 17 seconds to run the whole course. If the sandy land was not unsuitable for running, his speed would be even faster.

Ye Han ran to the door of car No. 10 and stopped.

He looked around quickly and found no giant ants approaching. His heart, which was hanging in the air, immediately dropped halfway.

He looked at the window of car No. 10 again. Several faces twisted in shock were squeezed in the nearby windows.

Car No. 10 was still in the hands of humans, and Ye Han's heart dropped halfway.

But he was immediately stumped by the door.

The door of the train was very high. Even on the platform, he had to jump up to touch the keyhole. There was no platform in the wild, and with the height of the wheels, the high keyhole was simply out of reach for Ye Han!

He had never realized that the door of the train was so high!

At this time, 527 rushed to Ye Han's side, looked up, and without saying a word, he propped his arm on the body of the car: "Come on, step on my shoulders!"

Now was not the time to be hypocritical. Ye Han nodded heavily, stepped on 527's knees and stepped on 527's shoulders, twisted the key and pulled the car door open.

After stepping into the carriage, Ye Han immediately turned around and lifted the cover on the ladder, and rushed into the car with 527 steps.

At this time, the other four police officers caught up and quickly boarded the car. Ye Han was angry, and he pulled the door with his hand and slammed it tightly.

Entering the No. 10 carriage was like being away from danger, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The door of the carriage opened, and several people in plain clothes walked out of the carriage. The middle-aged man in the lead wore myopic glasses and looked very capable.

Ye Han was extremely surprised: "Secretary Zhao?"

Zhao Yan was slightly startled, pushed the glasses on his nose, looked at Ye Han carefully, and suddenly pointed at Ye Han with a look of surprise: "Ye Han? Aren't you Xiaobai's boyfriend? Why didn't you go with Professor Qin?"

Ye Han smiled bitterly: "Look at me, how can I walk?"

"That's right." Zhao Yan nodded, "Xiao Ye, are you coming from the front? What's the situation in front?"

"The situation is very bad." Ye Han's face sank, "Secretary Zhao, the front carriages are occupied by ants, and there are still many people trapped in the carriages. We must get weapons immediately!"

"What are you waiting for, follow me!" Zhao Yan immediately ordered irrelevant personnel to move aside, and personally led Ye Han and others into car No. 10.

The passengers in car No. 10 were all stranded government staff. They gave up the aisle, but cast their curious and inquiring eyes on Ye Han and others.

Ye Han couldn't help feeling sad when he saw it. The passengers in car No. 10 didn't need to worry about their safety at all, but the companions in the front carriages were still struggling on the line of life and death. Just one car away, there was a world of life and death.

Thinking of this, he immediately asked: "Secretary Zhao, is there a doctor in the car?"

Zhao Yan said without thinking: "No doctor, there are many people in the Health Bureau, and some of them should have been doctors."

"Great!" Ye Han's eyes lit up, "Secretary Zhao, there are many wounded in car No. 7, we need all the doctors and nurses, even if they only know medical skills and nursing."

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