Annihilation of the solar system

Zhu Yusheng was squatting on the flower bed by the roadside eating breakfast, with a huge military backpack beside him. The street was covered with sand, water stains, garbage and even the corpses of small fish and shrimps.

It was the trace left after the high tide passed over at midnight last night. People in the whole city received emergency evacuation orders after the high tide receded in the early morning.

Everyone was required to prepare their backpacks and set off within 20 minutes. After marching in the dark in the middle of the night, everyone was exhausted. Although the streets were still filled with all kinds of annoying smells, no one could stop the people who had just marched.

The hot food served from the dining car was tempting, and I ate it hungrily.

A trailer drove through the middle of the road with two trailers rolling over the mud that had not yet dried. The trailers were packed with people. The long line of people having breakfast and resting on the street turned to look without exception.

Go. The armed captain walked over with a smile on his face, carrying a lunch box:

"Squad leader Chu, when can you come and take a ride with us in the middle of the night?"

Zhu Yusheng rolled his eyes at him and said angrily:

"The thunderstorms in the past few days damaged all the cars. You don't know it. We haven't repaired many of them yet. We have to let the comrades who are furthest away from us evacuate first. And look at the people in that car, who are they?

You’re not so wet that you feel like a drowned rat. If you want to take a bus, walk back and take a dip in the sea water, and you might be able to take a ride.”

The captain was bored and turned around to leave dejectedly, but Zhu Yusheng stopped him.

"I know that you have traveled all night and are leaving home again. I feel bad. Please pay attention to appease everyone's emotions. This is also to allow everyone to survive. No one can be special. Don't hold back any grievances. Of course I

First of all, if you want to cause trouble for me, don’t blame me for being rude!"

The captain nodded repeatedly and said with a smile:

"I know, don't worry, Squad Leader Chu!"

After breakfast, the procession that stretched across the streets and alleys of the city began to set off again. The walking speed was very fast, and everyone just kept their heads down and walked quickly. There was no time to chat, and only the sound of dense footsteps echoed among the buildings.

The warm sunshine in the early autumn morning shone on the city roads, and the gradually evaporated mud gave off a fishy smell. Zhu Yusheng wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked back. Long military green queues lined both sides of the street.

, no head can be seen at a glance. The dozens of faces that can be seen clearly behind them are all exhausted, but they still maintain the speed and order of the march.

Intermittent whistles came from the front, and Xiao Hu beside him quickly took out the whistle in his pocket and blew the same rhythm. It was an intermittent whistle, and people sat down one after another.

The place where Zhu Yusheng rested happened to be at a major intersection. He unloaded his backpack and was about to take out his cigarette case when he saw a few people in military uniforms talking to two people in casual clothes at the entrance of the shopping mall on the opposite side of the road.

, and more people wearing casual clothes can be vaguely seen through the glass door of the supermarket.

In this situation where everyone is wearing camouflage uniforms and rushing on the road, people wearing casual clothes look very abnormal. Zhu Yusheng said to Xiao Hu beside him:

"You stay here and I'll go take a look."

Zhu Yusheng walked quickly to the door of the shopping mall, and the situation inside made him even more stunned. There were many small tables in the hall, and the tables were covered with clean tablecloths. There were exquisite meals on the tables, and people sat in groups of three or three.

The people at the table were all well-dressed, as if a formal dinner was being held.

However, without exception, the people inside all had silver hair and wrinkles on their faces. Outside the glass door of the mall, there was an elderly man wearing a suit and tie, and an elderly woman wearing a long skirt and makeup.

He was talking to an officer. You could vaguely hear the woman saying:

"Sir, go and do your own business. There are so many people in need of help, so leave us alone. We are all old and have lived here all our lives..." She always had a calm and kind face when speaking.

Kind smile.

Zhu Yusheng was confused and walked to a soldier standing guard at the door and asked:

"Comrade, what's going on here?"

The soldier shook his head and lamented:

"Hey! They are all old people and don't want to leave."

Zhu Yusheng asked puzzledly:

“Didn’t we give priority to the elderly, the weak, the sick and the disabled to be transferred by car?”

The soldier glanced at the two old men in costumes at the door and sighed again:

"Because of this, they don't want to take up limited resources and choose to stay. Not only here, many places are holding such gatherings for the elderly... Who doesn't have elderly people in their home..."

At this point, the soldier's voice became more choked and he turned around. Zhu Yusheng shuddered hard, an inexplicable force shook his heart and lungs, and tears could not stop rolling in his eyes.

.

And this inexplicable power came from the old people chatting and laughing inside the glass door. He never thought that there would be people who were really willing to selflessly dedicate their lives to strangers. Someone told him about such deeds before.

At that time, he always laughed it off, thinking it was just some made-up stories.

When he saw it with his own eyes, every gentle behavior and speech of the old people had a strong impact on his soul. In front of these elderly people, Zhu Yusheng felt shame and awe for the first time.

Short whistles sounded one after another at the intersection. Zhu Yusheng turned around and ran away like a thief fleeing the scene of the accident, leaving only tears flying from the corners of his eyes. Returning to the queue, Zhu Yusheng didn't say a word.

Keep your head down and hurry.

In the afternoon, the queue arrived in front of the huge overpass of the Bay Cross-sea Bridge. The long queue walked like ants along the winding overpass to the end of the bridge. Xiao Hu pulled out the dagger from his waist and glanced at the compass on the cover and asked:

"Brother Yu Sheng, why have we been walking south for most of the day? If we want to avoid the tide, shouldn't we evacuate to the west?"

Zhu Yusheng didn't look at him, he buried his head and said:

"The high-altitude areas in the south are closer to us. A large area in the west is low-altitude areas. We may not have enough time to escape to high-altitude areas before being overtaken by the tide."

Xiao Hu felt a little strange that Zhu Yusheng answered the question so focused and formally, because the squad leader had rarely been so serious in so many years. But he just said "oh" and didn't ask any more questions.

After walking onto the bridge, Zhu Yusheng looked back at the buildings in the distance. Between the glass windows that reflected the sunlight, he seemed to see the group of gorgeously dressed, calm old people again. He did not dare to look more

, turned around and walked onto this long bridge that seemed to stretch into the center of the ocean.

The neat and orderly queue occupies almost half of the bridge deck, leaving a channel for vehicles in the middle. The frequency of passing trailers is indeed much higher than before. Whenever a trailer full of supplies or personnel passes by the queue,

As it whizzed by, almost no one glanced at it, they just kept their heads on their way.

After walking on the bridge for a while, the air mixed with all kinds of strange smells finally disappeared, and the fresh air with a slight salty smell finally allowed people to breathe freely. The sun was shining brightly, the sea breeze and the catkins seemed to be all over again.

It's back to the past. But the ocean under the bridge no longer has the comfort of rippling blue waves.

Countless debris is picked up by the tide that rushes into the streets and garages, and is carried into the sea when the tide goes out. They float densely on the sea, rising and falling with the waves. It's like pouring a bucket of peel confetti into a washing machine.

, making the entire ocean look turbid and dirty.