Chapter 167: Mental Illness
Everyone found the mission vehicles of their respective shelters and lined up in an orderly manner waiting outside.
After everyone in the carriage got off, they got on the bus one by one and found a seat to sit down.
Xiang Yu was at the end of the crowd. There were two mission vehicles coming from City A. The first one was for the survivors who came to participate in the mission.
The people who got off the second car instantly caught Xiang Yu's attention. They were wearing blue protective suits.
They were also wearing tight hoods on their heads, so their faces couldn't be seen clearly, but each of them was holding a white toolbox in his hand.
As they stepped out of the carriage, a dozen soldiers swiftly jumped on board and quickly carried out an instrument.
"Stop looking and get in the car quickly..." the driver urged the people who were standing there, and Xiang Yu lined up at the back of the crowd.
It was already past two o'clock in the morning. After getting in the car, Xiang Yu opened his sleeping bag and still sat near the vent.
Yan Xiuying learned her lesson this time. When she got on the bus, she used her contribution points to exchange for a quilt from the captain.
There were two ventilation holes on the left and right, Xiang Yu occupied one and she occupied one.
The 15-day mission has finally come to an end. There were more than 40 people when we first arrived, but now there are only more than 30 people left.
More than a dozen people were infected with nuclear radiation on the spot due to operational errors and damaged protective clothing. They are now lying in the medical tent for treatment.
When they got on the bus going home, everyone leaned back in the car and closed their eyes to rest, with a rare look of relaxation and comfort on their faces.
At this moment they just felt extremely relaxed. Once their body and mind relaxed, it was especially easy for them to fall into a deep sleep.
Although the car was bumpy, it was the best sleep they had had in the past ten days.
He fixed the sleeping bag in the middle of the gap in the seat, crawled into the sleeping bag, and slept very soundly.
In the morning, Xiang Yu was awakened by the smell of food. He folded the sleeping bag and placed it under the backpack, leaning against the corner of the carriage.
He took out food from his backpack and began to eat slowly.
The journey back was very slow and it would probably take more than a week to get back.
Yan Xiuying must have been exhausted recently. After getting on the bus last night, she slept in the vent next to her.
Even though everyone was eating at this time, they couldn't wake her up. She was sleeping soundly.
Since we were in a hurry to complete the mission, the mission vehicle could only stop to rest for ten minutes. The return journey was not so rushed, and there was a half-hour rest time each time.
There is enough time to eat and go to the toilet.
Every time the car stopped to rest, Xiang Yu would get out to get some fresh air. The smell in the car was no different from the stench of a corpse.
It was a 15-day mission, and most of these people were like her, having to come into contact with many corpses every day, but they cleaned up every night.
They didn't clean the carriage once in these fifteen days, so you can imagine how bad it smelled.
Yan Xiuying seemed to have gotten used to it. When she got off the car to get some fresh air, she just found a quiet place to be alone.
On the third day, Xiang Yu finally noticed that something was wrong with her. Her reaction was a bit like the psychological stress trauma after seeing too many corpses.
When the break was over and everyone got on the bus, the moment Yan Xiuying stretched out her hand, Xiang Yu noticed that there seemed to be many wounds on her arms.
Judging from the scratches on the wound, it seems that she did it herself. She has now shown signs of self-harm.
In the afternoon, when everyone was leaning against the wall of the car to rest, Xiang Yu took two steps towards her. She was usually very cheerful.
After seeing so many of those things, she couldn't get out of it at all.
Xiang Yu looked at the backpack at her feet, reached into the bag on the side and took out the water bottle.
She had been sleeping on her side recently and seemed to have gone without water for three days.
Xiang Yu unscrewed the bottle cap and looked inside. There was still half a pot of water. He took out some and handed it to her. Yan Xiuying turned her head and looked at Xiang Yu.
Her body told her that she was thirsty and wanted to drink water, but mentally she didn't feel thirsty, so Xiang Yu forced the water to her mouth.
After a few drops of water poured into her mouth, Yan Xiuying licked it with her tongue.
Then he picked up the kettle and took a few big gulps, and the wound on his arm was completely exposed.
She seemed to realize it only belatedly and quickly pulled up her sleeves to cover the wound.
The carriage was very quiet. On the fourth day of the return journey, Xiang Yu discovered that there were at least a dozen people in the team, and their situations were the same as Yan Xiuying's.
During the afternoon break, Xiang Yu went straight to the driver and told him what was happening in the car.
There were more than a dozen soldiers escorting them back. They were very experienced in this kind of situation. On the fifth day, one soldier took turns to guide them in the carriage.
The reason why they develop mental illnesses after seeing too many corpses is because they feel that the current world is no longer suitable for human survival.
When a person dies in front of them, they sometimes directly put themselves into that person's role.
Watching them struggling and finally dying in pain in front of their eyes, they would not be able to accept it and would feel that they were powerless to do anything.
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