The quilt is very warm, but this old cross-legged people can't stand it, he is not used to sitting cross-legged, but if he stretches his feet straight, the quilt wrapped around his body can't cover it all, and the flat stone drum-like place under the buttocks is still too small to lie down, and the ground next to the stone drum is wet with the rain that rushed in just now, not to mention, this hole is really too small, not only is the terrain uneven and can't lie down, even if you lie down, the two legs go directly to the outside.

He had to wrap his quilt tightly and lean against the stone wall of the small hole, changing positions to make his legs a little more comfortable.

The rain outside was merciless at all, it was getting heavier and heavier, and the wind and rain blew into the small hole from time to time, and occasionally there were raindrops hitting Yang Qiuchi's face. He was worried that he would get the quilt wet, and that would be the end of it.

The current temperature is at most five or six degrees, and in such a cold weather, if the clothes and quilts are wet, Yang Qiuchi knows very well that he is afraid that he will not be able to withstand this night and will freeze to death.

In any case, keep this quilt. Yang Qiuchi tried to lean back, almost sticking to the inner wall, but with a small hole the size of a cabinet, where could he hide.

After a while, Yang Qiuchi found that the quilt facing the entrance of the cave had been made a little damp by the rain and water vapor that drifted in. He didn't dare to move, there was no way, if he could protect his back and the quilts on both sides were dry, it shouldn't be a big problem.

After persisting for a while, Yang Qiuchi found a new problem, the rain outside was too big, the flood control levee he built in the rain was too short, and there was too much water outside the cave, which had gradually overflowed, and it was about to overflow the small flood control levee.

Unfortunately, the cave is just in a low-lying area, and most of the water on the pillar flows to this side. The drainage ditch in front of the cave entrance has long been flooded with stagnant water, and it is all blocked by the waterproof blocking of the hole to block the water outside.

Yang Qiuchi glanced at the stagnant water outside, and his heart sank, it is estimated that once the embankment bursts, the water outside rushes in, at least it can overflow the calf! Nothing is spared in the cave, even this stone drum under the butt may be flooded, this is the cold ice rain of February, not much different from snow!

If you don't want to freeze to death, you must not let the water in, or it will be all over!

Yang Qiuchi got out of the warm quilt and rushed into the rain naked, which was really a bit of a flood fighting and rescue taste.

The low-lying place is a thick layer of soil, pulling weeds, digging mud, heavy rain sandwiched with a cold wind whipped on his bare back, cold and painful, the rain flows down his head and cheeks, he can't open his eyes, he wipes his arm, he still can't see clearly, he can't take care of it, he desperately gouges the soil with both hands, holds a handful, bends down and runs back to the mouth of the cave, reinforcing the waterproof embankment.

The rain is so cold, and the water on the ground is so cold, Yang Qiuchi's teeth chattered involuntarily, he knows very well that humidity will increase heat conduction, so that the speed of body temperature loss is more than three times faster than when exposed to the same dry air!

Yang Qiuchi estimated that the temperature would not exceed five or six degrees now, and if he continued in such an environment, coupled with the cold wind, he would freeze to death in less than three hours!

He could already feel the rapid loss of body heat, his hands and feet had begun to be a little numb, his whole body was shivering, his body temperature should have dropped to about thirty-five degrees, his heart was beating like a war drum, he was panting like an extremely tired old cow, and his ears were buzzing.

Now you must take measures to restore your body temperature immediately, otherwise it is likely to cause a will disorder and you will fall into a coma, and you will freeze to death! Yang Qiuchi warned himself in his heart, but he knew very well that he couldn't enter the cave now, and if the stagnant water flooded into the hole, he would also be unable to escape his doom!

His whole body was shaking, staggering back and forth, and constantly raising the embankment, until Venus was in front of him, and the sky was spinning, and then he shivered and rushed into the small hole.

Now it is even more necessary to be calm, and the whole body is wet, which will wet the quilt, the last hope. Yang Qiuchi picked up the wet clothes on the ground, wiped the water on his hair and body in three or two, and then shivered and got into the quilt.

In the quilt, Yang Qiuchi still felt like he was in an ice cave, he kept shivering, rubbing his body with his hands, trying to restore his body temperature.

At some point, it was already dark, and there were no lights, only the lightning that pierced the night sky from time to time, and the thunder that shattered the universe from the depths of the dark sky. Immediately afterwards, there was the sound of the rain, which was overwhelming, and all kinds of strange sounds in the mountains, like a tiger roaring, like a dragon roaring, like a rolling torrent.

Everything seems to have returned to the flood era, and in front of wild nature, Yang Qiuchi felt so helpless. He kept shivering, snot and saliva flowed down, he didn't dare to wipe it, and now what he needed was not an image, but body temperature.

The ice rain did not mean to stop at all, and it was no longer clear how heavy the rain was in the night, although his body temperature recovered very slowly, but his whole body was hot to the touch, and he shivered vigorously, he knew that he must be having a fever, and he had a cold just now.

He coughed twice hard, his throat was very uncomfortable, his eyes looked blankly at the heavy rain outside the cave, and suddenly he wanted to cry, homesick, and his parents.

They must not have known that they were lonely and helpless in a cave on a cliff in the wilderness of the Ming Dynasty hundreds of years ago, with a high fever. Mom and Dad will be very sad when they find out. As he thought, tears slowly flowed down his face.

At this moment, a lightning bolt pierced the sky, and the cave was covered with snow, eerie and terrifying, with this lightning, Yang Qiuchi saw that the waterproof embankment at the entrance of the cave was still broken, and the stagnant water outside the cave poured into the cave! Immediately after, the thunder roared and rolled in, shattering Yang Qiuchi's last hope!

His whole body was still trembling, the sprint in the ice rain just now had exhausted the body temperature that could sustain his life, and now he no longer had the strength to rush into the icy rain and then find soil to raise and strengthen the waterproof embankment, not to mention, this heavy rain has no intention of stopping at all, the water outside is getting higher and higher, even if it is higher and higher, it will eventually burst the embankment and overflow into the cave.

The stagnant water that rushed in soon flooded the ground of the cave, and the basket on the ground swayed heavily with the rushing water, and with another flash of lightning, Yang Qiuchi saw that the blue cloth bag in the basket had been washed out, and the pancakes inside were pitifully floating in the water. The Type 77 pistol, which had just been placed a little higher, was about to be submerged in the water.

Yang Qiuchi struggled to reach out from the quilt, fumbled and grabbed the pistol, took it, and hugged it tightly in his arms.

The rain outside is getting heavier and heavier, Yang Qiuchi has never seen such a heavy rain since he was a child, and he has been pouring down, and the water outside the cave is constantly pouring in, and the water in the hole is getting higher and higher, overflowing the stone drum under the buttocks, and the hem of the quilt is about to be soaked.

Yang Qiuchi was dizzy, and his whole body was soft as if he was sitting in a cotton ball, but he knew that the quilt was his last hope to save his life, so he tried to kneel and sit up, holding on to the cave wall and trying to stand up.

The strength was losing a little, he gasped and tried to stand up straight, but before his waist could be straightened, his head hit the top of the cave, this small hole was too small and too short, only half a person tall, and he could only bend down to enter.

Yang Qiuchi was like a boiled one, with his head on the top of the cave and his body leaning on the stone wall of the cave, this posture was very tiring, but he had no choice.

The biting icy water had already spilled over his ankles and down to his stomach, and finally stopped.

Although the stagnant water no longer gushed in, the cave had become an ocean, and all his feet were in the icy water.

It's cold! It's cold! Yang Qiuchi only has this one concept in his whole body, it's so cold!

Gradually, a pair of feet lost sensation, and he couldn't listen to the call even if he wanted to. Then, like a colorful poisonous snake, the cold slowly but firmly climbed upward, and the thighs, waist, chest, neck, top of the head, and the whole body seemed to be soaked in an ice hole.

At this time, he didn't feel so cold, but he didn't feel cold, which made Yang Qiuchi's heart cold, he knew that this meant that his body temperature had begun to slide towards the edge of life-threatening danger!

You can't fall into the water, as long as you keep your upper body dry, one leg is not a big deal to have frostbite amputation, and most of your life can be saved, if you fall into the water, you will definitely not be able to see the sun tomorrow on such a cold night!

The cave was too short, Yang Qiuchi felt as if his bent waist was about to break, he didn't know how long he could hold on, but he didn't want to give up his thirst for hope for life, he grabbed the cave wall with both hands, the quilt was covered on his back, and the hem was already soaked in water.

I don't know how long I held on, Yang Qiuchi's eyes were full of stars, he only felt that the sky was spinning, he couldn't hold on anymore, his knees were weak, and he slipped into the icy water, and the pistol in his arms also fell into the water.

Yang Qiuchi drank a few sips of cold water in a row, under this excitement, he suddenly became a little sober, he tried hard to lift his head out of the water, the water temperature is close to freezing, it is estimated that he will not be able to support it for long, and soon he will have a disorder of consciousness, and then he will fall into a coma, but he will not die immediately, however, if his head is planted in the water after the coma, it will not take five minutes to drown.

In addition, relatively speaking, when the human body is in water, the rate of body temperature loss is much faster than in the rain, so at this time, it is better to be in the rain than in the water.

The quilt slipped into the water, it was no longer usable, Yang Qiuchi let go of the thin quilt, and at this moment, an idea flashed in his mind, a final idea, he didn't know if this idea could finally save his life, he could only make a final effort.

(To be continued)