Everyone was stunned and silent. They looked in the direction the driver pointed at and were speechless.
"Here, there was still a road a few hours ago."
Zheng Ren looked forward. Countless broken stones piled up into hills. Dozens of meters away, there seemed to be some bright colors.
"What's there?" Zheng Ren pointed.
Everyone walked over the broken stones with difficulty. When they took a few steps closer, the color became bright red.
The closer they got, the clearer they saw.
It was half a flag...
An indescribable sense of oppression appeared in everyone's hearts. It was impossible for there to be a flag there for no reason. Someone must have entered the mountain with the flag and been pressed down by the rolling rocks.
Everyone was silent and began to dig. They did not expect that the rescue work had already begun. However, only a layer of gravel was dug out, stunning everyone.
