233 Rescue

A bundle of orange vintage flashlights, from the residential building, lit up the dark basements. The soldiers' military-issued flashlights were out of power. In fact, the so-called basement was not underground, only half of it. Originally, there was a small well, but now, to cut off radiation, it had been completely sealed.

Su Guangqi who was sitting in an old chair, panting, wanted to take his mask off. The protective mask was airtight, so it was quite hard to take it off.

"Dad, let me help you." Su Tong hurried to help. In fact, even in this basement, the amount of nuclear radiation was only lower than outside. As a result, Su Tong worried about her father's health.