A large ice flower splashed in front of the polar bear, and the big man was slightly stunned at first, and then suddenly stood up in anger and roared at Zeng Gong.

"Roar!"

It was deafening, but it didn't pounce right away, and it was afraid of the sound of gunfire, which had terrified the Eskimos since they had guns in their hands and the killing of polar bears had skyrocketed.

"Bang, bang" A series of ice flowers splashed in front of the polar bear, Zeng Gong directly blocked the polar bear's path with a rifle, he didn't want to kill the big guy in front of him, because there are fewer and fewer polar bears in the world, because human activities and killing make their living space in the Arctic region less and less.

"Roar. The polar bear took a few steps back and roared in a low voice at Zeng Gong's threat, the polar bear at this moment is the most dangerous, Zeng Gong did not continue to move forward to provoke this big guy, but just confronted it with the muzzle of a gun, and from time to time ice flowers gradually appeared in front of it, giving it a certain amount of pressure.

At this time, the wind increased suddenly, Zeng Gong had to squint his eyes, the originally sparse snowflakes also increased the power of catharsis at the moment, the blizzard was earlier than predicted, Zeng Gong suddenly had a bad premonition, the polar bear suddenly retreated, running wildly against the north wind, there was no shelter on the vast ice field, and when encountering a snowstorm, it was as strong as a polar bear and had to rest, Zeng Gong looked at his small body and seemed to be choking enough.

Watching the polar bear's rout, Zeng Gong's heart sank even more, and the blizzard he had to face after that was even more terrifying, the cold wind was against the lance, and if he didn't get it right, he would freeze to death in this desolate ice field, fortunately, he had space to dodge, but Nanuk's Alaskan Malamute was a pity.

Zeng Gong walked quickly to the side of Moonlight Grass. He dug it directly with a mountaineering shovel and sent it into the space, and then Zeng Gong turned over and went down the glacier. He's going to try to get the good dogs back, even though they're going in the wrong direction. But who let Zeng Gong choose to set off in the polar night weather by himself, and it is inevitable to lose his way

Zeng Gong rushed to the starting point as quickly as possible, and saw that several Alaskan Malamutes were still waiting there, and a little uneasiness flashed in his determined eyes from time to time, the fear of the blizzard had long been imprinted in their genes, but because of their loyalty to their masters, they had to wait here.

"Guys, let's go. Zeng Gong re-boarded the sleigh and shouted loudly

"Woohoo"

In the mournful barking of Alaskan Malamute dogs. The sled embarked on a difficult return journey, Shuo Xue, standing on the sled car, a pair of hands tightly holding the reins, at this time the wind and snow night return, not only need the strength of the Alaskan sled dog, but also need Zeng Gong's driving skills.

Slowly, the sled dogs began to slow down, the snow had submerged their calves, and the lights of Barrow Town had not yet flashed in the darkness. Zeng Gong's heart began to become anxious, as time passed, sooner or later, they would all be wiped out, and finally drowned in the thick snow.

Zeng Gong stopped the sled and untied the reins of the Alaskan Malamute. "Go home, guys, I'll be fine." Let's go, let's go. ”

Zeng Gong touched his head one by one. Pointing to the darkness ahead, he said encouragingly. Alaskan Malamutes have excellent pedigrees and will find their way home no matter how bad the situation, without worrying about them getting lost in the wind and snow.

"Woo" These sled dogs were a little reluctant, whimpering and rubbing Zeng Gong's thighs in a low voice, refusing to leave.

"Guys, get out of here, you can go home, I'll be fine. Zeng Gong comforted in a low voice, patted the head of the head dog, and motioned for it to take his little brother and concubine to leave quickly.

"Woohoo"

The head dog felt the firmness in Zeng Gong's heart, and took the lead to disappear in the vast sea of snow, only the mournful roar echoed for a long time in the whistling north wind, and it seemed that he had not completed his mission and was sad in his heart, and he was soon drowned in the wind and snow.

"Zeng, where are you?" After sending off those sled dogs, Zeng Gong was about to take shelter in the space, when Stephenson's phone suddenly called, and his tone was very anxious.

"Where?" Stephenson, are you kidding, do you think I can tell you where I am? Wouldn't you just use a satellite to locate my location?"

Well, Stephenson suddenly realized that it was the polar night weather now, and the sudden snowstorm couldn't discern the direction at all, so he was really confused, so he immediately said: "Zeng, don't hang up the phone, keep it on, I will send a helicopter to pick you up, if possible, as far as possible towards Barrow Town." ”

It's a dog day, Zeng Gong can't help but give up and enter the space to avoid the damn blizzard, it's a fucking bad thing to move forward in the blizzard, take out a folding crutch from the backpack, and step on the snow that floods the surface of the foot with difficulty, the cold air of the dog day rises from under his feet, even if he is wearing thick leather boots, Zeng Gong still feels the slightest coolness drilling up the soles of his feet, and he can't help but shiver.

Weather on dog days.

"Buzz"

I don't know how much time passed, Zeng Gong finally heard the roar of the helicopter, secretly relieved, the feeling of living like a year receded from his body like a tide, and he suddenly had a feeling of tears, as if a drowning person was suddenly pulled up from the water by someone, greedily sucking fresh air.

The dim light came from far and near, and the roar of the helicopter drowned out the howl of the blizzard, Zeng Gong couldn't help but squint his eyes, and used the strong flashlight in his hand to shine in the direction from which the helicopter came.

"Tom, Tom, hurry over and be there. Sitting on the V-22 Osprey helicopter, Stephenson suddenly saw a bright light on the ground, which was already red, and hurriedly shouted at the pilot, pointing in the direction of the light.

Tom also saw the light, and when he skillfully turned in the snowstorm, the helicopter immediately changed direction, obediently flew towards the light, and the V-22 Osprey helicopter in his hand was like a big toy and maneuvered with ease, and soon came to the top of Zeng Gong's head.

"Once, we would hang the rope down, you grabbed the rope, we pulled you up, now the visibility is too low for the helicopter to land. Stephenson found that Zeng Gong was close at hand, and quickly made a phone call.

"Stephenson, I'm ready, hang the rope down. Zeng Gong nodded and hung up his phone, he understood that flying in such weather was a very dangerous thing in itself, let alone a forced landing.

"Good. (To be continued.) )