At about nine o'clock in the evening, Zhang Wei had to stop the side three rounds.

It's not that the fuel tank of the side three wheels is out of gas, in fact, after driving for most of the day, there is still a third of the gasoline left in the huge fuel tank of the motorcycle.

The reason why Zhang Wei had to stop was because the temperature had dropped below zero at this time.

In this temperature, continuing to drive in the cold wind was a rather bad experience for Zhang Wei, who was only wearing a single suit.

As soon as the car stopped, Chen Baichuan in the body jumped out of the car quickly.

He pulled out the heirloom knife behind him, and then used it as a digging tool, quickly digging into the ground.

According to Zhang Wei's explanation, the temperature now reaching below zero is just an appetizer for the cold weather of the whole night.

After half past ten, an even worse cold wind will blow on the Great Gobi.

The power of the cold wind will instantly make the surrounding temperature drop towards minus ten or twenty degrees, and if it is blown by the cold wind, not to mention the two people who basically come in in single clothes.

It is estimated that even if you are wrapped in a quilt, the temperature on your body can be blown away quickly.

In the face of this situation, it is only possible to survive by quickly digging a deep enough nest in the ground to avoid the cold wind blowing directly on the body.

Of course, after digging the nest, it doesn't mean that you can rest easy.

You must know that on the first day Chen Baichuan entered here, he met three other Jianghu people from Huaguo, and the four of them formed a temporary team.

Then on the night of the second day, two guys with strange sideburns sneaked over.

After a short battle, the two sneak attackers were killed, but the makeshift team also paid a heavy price: two were killed in battle, and one seriously wounded died before dawn.

The above can be said to be the valuable experience summed up by poor Chen Baichuan with blood and tears.

While he selflessly imparted his experience to Zhang Wei, he did not put down the slightest bit in his hands; I have to say that Chen Baichuan, whose strength has reached the middle level of the second grade, is still able to work efficiently.

In just ten minutes, he dug a large pit at least two meters deep in the ground.

If he added the gravel that he had carefully piled up on the edge of the pit, it would have been able to block the deadly cold wind, and then, like a treasure, he untied the package that he had been carrying carefully.

The contents of the package were the clothes and pants he had pulled from the three temporary teammates.

Although it is a bit unfortunate to pull the clothes of the dead, but in the middle of the night, you will know how happy it is to be able to wear an extra single coat on your body.

It is said that he Chen Baichuan is a bright person, and he is quite affectionate about the food and glucose injection that Zhang Wei shared with him.

Now, it's time for him to show that he has contributed to the team......

Twenty minutes later, Chen Baichuan, who was wrapped in a thick military coat, looked at the fire in front of him, which was burning in gasoline, the pile of dead man's clothes that he once regarded as treasures.

The fat face of the spirit is very trance-like, full of many deep thoughts about human nature and life.

People are more angry than people, because Mao is in this kind of ghost place, he has always been struggling on the verge of death.

And the kid named Zhang Wei in front of him can live so nourishingly, and the whole thing is as interesting as an outing.

First of all, Zhang Wei didn't pay attention to the pile of clothes like his baby, and when he was in the pit, the goods returned to the side three wheels.

Then he brought a large barrel of gasoline hidden from an unknown corner of the car.

What's even more annoying is that this goods told themselves that there was still a big barrel of gasoline in the car, so there was no need to worry about not having a problem halfway.

After pouring gasoline into an empty canning box, the warm flame ignited, and immediately added the most touching color to this cold night.

Because the ground is deep enough, as long as it is a little farther away, no one can see the light of the fire here.

For Zhang Wei's operation, making a fire is just the beginning of a series of actions.

Then the goods opened the big backpack behind him, and suddenly the rich materials in it directly looked at the poor Chen Baichuan, like a mountain cannon entering the city, and was directly dumbfounded.

There are as many as two yellow military coats.

After wrapping himself in a thick, fresh coat, Chen Baichuan almost cried out uncomfortably, and he began to dislike the dead man's clothes that were still stained with mottled blood.

Even if this kind of yellow military coat is completely the same style as his great enemy Zhang Dixian, he didn't reject it in his heart when he put it on.

What's wrong, Zhang Dixian's goods, the military coat is innocent.

In Zhang Wei's disgust, these clothes were burned clean.

Then, it's time for the much-anticipated dinner, when the canned beef is grilled directly by the fire.

Soon after the grease in the can melts, the wonderful aroma is intoxicating.

If this is all there is, then for Chen Baichuan, who has long known that this goods should carry a lot of food, he will not be so out of shape.

What he couldn't imagine was that the other party actually found a small bottle of sake.

The bottle is not very big, so the amount of sake is only two taels at most, and the light sake is not so in line with Chen Baichuan's taste.

But no matter what, this is a grain of wine.

On such a cold night, if you take such a small sip, wouldn't it be refreshing?

At this moment, Chen Baichuan felt that he was not in a dirty nest, but in a top Michelin-starred restaurant.

Even the sound of the wind whistling in my ears turned into a melodious serenade......

At half past twelve in the middle of the night, Zhang Wei jumped out of the ground lightly.

As soon as he reached the ground, he immediately felt the experience of how the cold wind blew on his face like a knife.

But there was no way, in order to be able to fill his belly, and then deal with the beard and big black face on his face, he had to do this.

Even at this time, Chen Baichuan, who needed to replace the vigil after two o'clock, was already snoring.

But Zhang Wei still didn't dare to take the risk, because if the secret was exposed, Zhang Wei really didn't know how to deal with the other party, and killing people and killing people was not something that a seventeen-year-old boy could do without psychological pressure.

Hiding behind the side three wheels, Zhang Wei began to eat and drink, and it was already a canned beef that had been frozen into an ice lump.

Because of Chen Baichuan's existence, Zhang Wei, who only ate two cans of food when he pretended to be just now, was not even appetizing at all.

After killing two boxes of canned food in a row, Zhang Wei hummed with satisfaction.

As for the empty canned food box, after he skillfully pinched it flat, he flicked it lightly with the wind, and it floated away I don't know how far, and the same was true of the dismantled wooden boxes.

At one o'clock in the night, Zhang Wei took a sharp bayonet and hung up his beard with his hands and feet.

doesn't need to look in the mirror, just by virtue of his feel, Zhang Wei can easily do this.

Because of his long-term practice, he has been able to shave at a very high professional level, and even the big black face on his face was forcibly scrubbed clean with two bottles of glucose injection.

After doing all this, Zhang Wei planned to hide back in the nest.

It was just at this time that a burst of gunfire from the southeast immediately attracted all of Zhang Wei's attention......

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