Chapter 126: The Return

Eating rabbit meat raw, the taste is really hard to swallow, but fortunately, because it was frozen, the taste is not very sensitive, hold your breath and close your eyes and chew it.

After eating, the two of them walked with each other in their arms, aimlessly trying to find a place to shelter from the wind.

Then I remembered that Hans was still trapped in the cave.

With the current bodies of the two of them, they couldn't get rid of the snow blocking the cave at all, so they could only let this guy stay inside first, and then send someone to rescue him when he went down the mountain.

Moving in the ice and snow, Santiago shuddered for a moment, squeezed out a wry smile, "Do you still want to drink a cold beer now?"

"Say a few words. Zheng Fei was in no mood to joke with him, and tried to raise his eyelids, which were constantly drooping, and opened his eyes wide to find a suitable place to stay.

"You said it would be nice if there was a fire to roast. Santiago laughed again.

In fact, he is not chattering, he is just distracting himself and Zheng Fei's attention, otherwise, it is likely that he will not be able to support his spirit, and he will fall here forever with his eyes closed.

"Yes, I'll roast you a leg of lamb and gag your mouth. ā€

As he spoke, Zheng Fei saw a large rock.

They sat down behind the rocks, where they could avoid the cold wind, rest, and in a few hours the sun would probably come out, and then they would find a way to descend the mountain.

"Don't sleep. Zheng Fei admonished, and then began to move his stiff limbs.

"Then you can talk to me. "Santiago was drowsy, crushed under the snow for so long, and the moment he had worked so hard to get out, his body was exhausted.

"Okay, what do you want to hear?"

"A Woman's Moan"

"you!" Zheng Fei scolded him, paused, and laughed.

Because, too, he wants to hear it.

In a desperate situation, ** is the driving force that supports people to live, and ** in this regard is a very important part.

Santiago stuck out his tongue and said, "Why don't you tell me your story, you must have been through a lot of experience, haha." ā€

"Rich fart, I'm just a captain. Zheng Fei said, twisting his neck a few times.

There is no story about my own experiences, and besides, I don't want to reveal my scars.

"Uh, then I'm asleep"

"No, I'll tell you someone else's story, the name of the story is called, and the last bullet is left for me. Zheng Fei raised his eyebrows and began to speak.

Santiago came to the spirit and pricked up his ears to listen.

The wind blows the snow and falls, the moonlight pours, and on the vast silver-white earth, behind the rocks, a captain, a big man, one tells a story, and one listens to a story.

In this way, they survived the whole snowy night and ushered in the dawn of the east.

This is the worst state in Zheng Fei's life to welcome the early morning, his stomach is rumbling, his body is numb and sore, and his throat hurts because of the cold he has inhaled for too long.

Santiago was in even worse shape, his eyes fluttering, he was so dizzy that he stood up and swayed, and he stumbled after taking two steps.

On the eastern horizon, in their longing gaze, the crimson sun finally emerged, casting its first rays of light on the island.

They heard the birds, and then countless unknown birds flew out of the jungle at the foot of the mountain, soaring happily in the air.

was also drunk, and an unlucky bird crashed headlong into a cliff and fell in front of the two, which made the two look at each other.

"Is this pie in the sky?" said Santiago, swallowing.

"It doesn't matter if it's a pie or a bun, eat! After eating, you have the strength to go down the mountain!" Zheng Fei lifted the dagger and peeled the skin and removed the internal organs three times and divided it by two, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Do you still have wine?"

"And a little," Santiago handed over the flask.

Zheng Fei sprinkled the wine evenly on the surface of the bird's meat, rubbed his hands, took out the last match and lit it, the light blue flame slowly roasted the aroma of the meat, stirring their long-hungry stomachs.

"Good Smell"

"Man, let's discuss, give me this to eat, and I'll give you back ten when I go down the mountain." Santiago swallowed again.

"I'll give you back a hundred. Zheng Fei pursed his lips and cut the half-cooked meat in half, and gave the big one to this guy.

"Uh" Santiago wanted to say something, but was speechless.

"Hurry up and eat you, it's big and expensive. ā€

Zheng Fei took a big bite of the delicious bird meat, stood up and moved his muscles and bones, and prepared to go down the mountain.

Santiago also learned his movements, did some warm-up exercises, and soon, his body recovered a lot.

At this time, the sun has completely risen above the horizon, and the temperature has risen a lot, so warm that people want to move the world, and it is much more comfortable.

Zheng Fei patted Santiago on the shoulder and went down the mountain.

As they passed by the cave, they tried to break through the snow that had piled up at the entrance of the cave, but found that it was as solid as ice, like a wall, and could not be moved without a sledgehammer or chisel.

So, they had to leave Hans here for the time being, not knowing if the guy was still alive, and the temperature in the cave might be even cooler than outside.

Two hours later, they finally returned to the base of the mountain and appeared in front of the dozen or so sailors at the bottom of the mountain.

The sailors spent the night in the cave, and the wounded, named Andrei, had just been stretched on a stretcher and was about to be taken to the base camp at dawn.

The sailors also mixed badly this night, eating almost all the food, and having no water to drink, and waiting for the dawn with their eyes in their eyes.

After a short rest, Zheng Fei led them to the mountain stream where the large group of people was stationed, until noon, and finally set foot on this land with a small stream flowing.

As soon as he returned to the mountain stream, he saw the familiar group of people, campfires, fruits, and barbecue meat in front of him, and Santiago smiled with relief and collapsed, he had been supporting his almost collapsed body with his mind.

"Hurry up and get him some spring water, where is the doctor?!" Zheng Fei shouted, forgetting that his body was no better, especially his fingers, which were frozen and cracked.

After shouting, he exhaled deeply, sat on the ground, rubbed his eyebrows, and his brain hurt.

Britney carefully brought him a bowl of mutton soup, scooped a spoonful, pursed her little mouth and blew softly, and handed it to his mouth.

"Am I that delicate?" he smiled, opening his mouth to drink.

"You're still laughing!" she furrowed her brows, annoyed and distressed, "Where have you been, how did you make yourself like this?"

"Haha, aren't I coming back now, it's okay~" He pinched her face, took a big sip of the bowl, and smiled: "Another bowl, and citrus and fried steak, I'm dying of hunger." ā€

She gave him a blank look, lifted him up and sat him down in the tent to rest, wrapped him in a quilt, and then went to prepare food.

[Finally finished writing 愒o愒 hurry up to sleep.,Now as long as I sleep late, I have insomnia.,Yesterday I didn't fall asleep until dawn.,Withered for a day.怑

Good night everyone~怑