The earth no longer trembled, the biting cold wind swept through the snow-capped mountains, and the silent night could not hear anything but the wailing of the cold wind through the valley.

At least he couldn't hear anything.

Two minutes, five minutes, ten minutes passed, and he was still picking at the snow with his fingers and pulling it down, and many of the snow had turned into hard ice due to the long-term squeezing, and it was not easy to pick it up.

The cold wind enveloped his whole body, making him shiver uncontrollably, his lips were white from the cold, his face was bloodless with frost, and only a pair of eyes still burned.

He believed that Santiago was not dead, or rather, he was reassuring himself that Santiago was still alive.

On the vast snow, he was the only one alone, his hands kept plowing the snow, as if he had forgotten the cold, he couldn't feel the stiffness and pain of his limbs, and he was only supported by obsession, and he kept planing.

Hans, who was trapped in the cave, shouted hoarsely, coughed a few times, then gave up calling for help, wrapped himself in clothes and found a place that was not too cold to sit down, and drank wine to maintain his body temperature, saving his body and waiting for rescue.

Time passed, half an hour passed, Zheng Fei's nails were loose, and if he went down any more, he would fall off.

He finally stopped, looked at his bloody fingers, was in a daze, looked stunned for a moment, and smiled bitterly.

When he stopped, his whole body hurt, he sat on the snow, unscrewed the lid of the wine jug with great effort, poured a big mouthful on his neck, and took a few breaths of cool air to drive away the cold in his body.

"Okay, what kind of snow mountain are you coming to. ”

He looked up at the starry sky and sighed deeply, his eyes glazed out, as if he blamed himself and felt remorse.

The moonlight sprinkled on this silver earth, and his back was frozen in the snow painting that should be beautiful, vicissitudes and loneliness.

A pitiful, man's back.

He coughed heavily, his throat was dry and painful, he took a sip of snow water, sat for a while, and after sorting out his disordered feelings, he decided to go down the mountain, and if he spent the night in this cold wind blowing in the ice and snow, he might really die here.

His legs were frozen stiff, and he slowly and with great difficulty stood up, using his musket as a crutch on the ground, moving step by step.

, the legs are not their own, and it is so difficult to lift them, and it takes four or five steps to walk one meter.

It took about two minutes to walk, and it didn't even go half the length of the hull, and at this rate, it would take at least ten hours to descend the mountain, and ten hours of trekking in such a bad physical condition was simply torture, and the harshest hell training was far from comparable.

He pinched his ears and nose to keep them from freezing and failing, then looked ahead and took a deep breath to give himself enough motivation to keep going.

Suddenly, the sound of snow sliding behind him sounded, and the surface trembled slightly, although it was not as violent as before, but

The avalanche is coming again?

He turned his head tremblingly, his eyes showing a hint of fear, but a little relief.

Just as he straightened up and waited for the avalanche to come, an incredible scene appeared.

Not far away, a block of snow the size of a truck swayed, and then a dull roar like it came from the ground, as if there was a force desperately resisting.

After a pause for half a second, a tall figure suddenly came out from under the snow, gasped for breath as if relieved, fell on his back, and smashed into the snow.

Santiago.

"Santiago" Zheng Fei rubbed his eyes to confirm that it was not an illusion, and walked as fast as he could with the barrel of the gun.

Santiago was lying on the ground, close to prostration, seeing his face appear, with a silly smile on the corner of his mouth, he raised his arm to shake his hand, but he hung down weakly after lifting less than halfway.

"You're still alive" Zheng Fei's eyes showed unprecedented surprise.

"I fell asleep for a while, and I was already at the gate of heaven, but I didn't expect that the block was too big to squeeze in, so God let me come back. "Santiago can laugh at all times, because he is a pure bloodline of Renaya who is known for his bravery and fearlessness.

"Okay, stop talking, save your body, I have to get us something to eat now, find a way to spend the night here, I don't have the ability to carry you down the mountain." ”

Santiago moved his mouth a few times, hesitated for a moment, smiled, and said, "Go down the mountain, man, if you stay here, we will both die, ice and snow." ”

"Don't talk, don't sleep, think of your beautiful and sexy Visie. ”

After that, Zheng Fei stood up and looked around, not to mention the prey on this snowy mountain, not even a wild vegetable could survive.

If you want to survive the cold, you must eat meat and consume fat and protein to replenish calories.

He wouldn't chop off his shoulder and roast it, because it wouldn't only hurt, but his body wouldn't be perfect.

Suddenly, a small moving snowball appeared in his eyes, scurrying around on the snow, he quickly took out the binoculars on his waist to take a closer look, and fixed his eyes to see that it was a snow rabbit!

The jumping snow hare stopped by a rock, where a few grasses grow, and it gnawed.

Zheng Fei couldn't wait to raise the muzzle of the gun to aim, but his hands trembled involuntarily, and every joint of his body was stiff.

At the same time, with a headache, he shook his head a few times to calm down, but the muzzle of the gun kept floating, making it difficult to aim.

Damn, what's that officer's name, oh yes Johnson, I used to say that a real master shoots not with his eyes, nor with his hands, but with the heart, the heart of a warrior!

! Come over and give Lao Tzu a shot with his heart!

Zheng Fei cursed, pressed his finger on the trigger, roughly aimed in the direction, and fired.

Let it be, he thought.

The snow hare that came out to forage for food had just eaten a few weeds that didn't taste good, and flew to the rabbit paradise, where there might be the most delicious grass.

Zheng Fei breathed a sigh of relief and walked over to pick it up, this rabbit was very fat, although it couldn't fill the belly of Santiago's livestock, it was enough for them to survive.

Skinning the rabbit neatly, he said to Santiago, who was lying on the ground, "Eat it raw or roast?"

"Bake it, put some cumin powder," Santiago teased.

"Okay, do I still have leftover roast lamb in my pocket that I want to eat?"

"I think it would be nice to have a bowl of shrimp soup to warm up!"

"Spanish ham dipped in butter, do you want to?"

"You have this too? I've heard that eating butter when it's cold can keep you out the cold. Santiago moved twice in amazement, waiting to eat.

Zheng Fei nodded, glared at him, and said, "Okay, you wait here for a while, I'll take a boat to Lisbon now to buy it for you, and I'll be back soon." ”

"Alas," Santiago pouted in disappointment.

"Okay, let's eat it raw, it doesn't taste good but it's high in calories. Zheng Fei cut the rabbit meat with a dagger, looked up solemnly at the front, and then said: "After eating, you have to find a place to rest, you can't stay in the snow, you will die if you freeze all night." ”

[There is one more in the early morning~]