"Quick, quick, pile it up more tightly here!"
Hollered Wang Ye and the others whom were paddling in the canoe to save people, in the other direction of the town, in the area most affected by the disaster.
Now, Wu Jianfeng and the others were fighting in the mud.
Bags after bags of soil that had been washed over by the collapse of the mountain piled up, and then accumulated up along the place where the river had gushed out.
There was nothing he could do. There were many houses buried under all the soil of the mountains.
Although the situation looked very pessimistic, many of the houses that were directly hit by the mountain collapsed or were directly buried, there might be people below, but the chances of survival were not high. However, this was not something they should consider now.
