With his back against a rock, Xiong Jiandong sat down on the ice and closed his heavy eyes.

He was exhausted.

Since leaving the Queen Mother Pond Temple in the morning, all the way through the desert and steep ice walls, followed by a tense and brutal battle, so there has been no time to rest.

I don't know how long he had been dozing in a drowsy, but the shoulder that was cut by the dagger in the fight with Tuhan last night emitted a series of stinging pains from time to time, which made him wake up in shock.

But when he opened his eyes, Xiong Jiandong suddenly had a body that seemed to be out of his clothes, and his head didn't seem to be his own.

Immediately, he felt a shock in his heart.

This is obviously because of sleeping in the middle of this iceberg, the cold breath invades the muscles and bones, and the body is becoming numb and stiff.

Sure enough, when he was about to straighten his curled knees and try to get up from the ice, he suddenly felt that his legs and feet were a little disobedient.

Numbness and heaviness in the feet, which is a precursor to frostbite.

Xiong Jiandong thought of the devilish intensive training at Xishan No. 19, and the instructor once said in the compulsory course: Sleeping in the icy and snowy wilderness, the temperature of the body surface is easily swept away by the cold unconsciously, which is a taboo for survival in the wild.

If it weren't for the pain in his shoulder that woke him up, if he had continued to lie down for a while, he would have lost consciousness and gone into shock, until he turned into a zombie on Condor Ridge and was completely buried by the snow.

Then there is no doubt that Xiong Jiandong will be the same as the scout Tiziguli who has already died, and he will really no longer be known to the world in the future.

I moved my limbs vigorously, but fortunately I could still feel my shoulders as usual.

You have to get up and move so you don't freeze here.

Ignoring the pain in his right shoulder, he clinged to the rock behind him with all his strength, and finally stood up straight.

Xiong Jiandong looked at the time, it would be more than five o'clock in the morning, and the lowest temperature of the day was five watches.

Each member of the Yellow Oriole action team wears a special military watch, which can be used for electronic lightning, short-range LED lighting at night, camera photography, and the usual compass function. It's just that calling, signal reception, and network communication are missing.

Obviously, there is still a certain lack of deep technical performance in the advanced configuration of agents in developed countries in Europe and the United States.

Discerning the direction to the east, Xiong Jiandong immediately moved his steps down the mountain, and forced himself not to stop a step. Even if the speed becomes very slow, you can't stop your body on this iceberg.

Because the only way to maintain body temperature is to walk.

When the warm sunlight reflected the peak of Kunlun Mountain, drifting down along the western border, Xiong Jiandong finally walked back to the foot of the iceberg, and saw a large area of poplar trees, which appeared not far in front of him.

He watched where he was.

Although it was late at night from the vulture ridge all the way to the east, crossing several ice walls and snow peaks, it was actually not too far from the route that Tizigul had guided yesterday, at most a kilometer apart.

After the poplar forest, there is an endless desert, and during this period, there should be a hundred or dozens of kilometers away from the desert inn.

Ideally, at a rate of seven to eight kilometers per hour on a hike in the desert, if you can continue to set off now, you may be able to touch the desert inn at this time tomorrow.

And from the desert inn and then back to the Snow Mountain Queen Mother Pond Taoist Temple, it is very convenient.

Thinking of this, Xiong Jiandong couldn't help but increase his courage and confidence to survive.

But it soon occurred to him that he must not walk through the burning desert in the sun and heat during the day.

The best time to leave is in the evening. At this time, it can only be in this poplar forest, accumulating and recuperating.

So he chose a dry and soft sandy area, and lay down against a poplar tree, intending to sleep well for a while, and only after recovering his strength and spirit did he calmly figure out what to do next.

Away from the iceberg and in the relatively mild poplar forest, he no longer has to worry about frostbite at this time, and only thinks about sleeping as long as he can.

As the sun moved west over the trees, Xiong Jiandong, who had been sleeping soundly for several hours, was suddenly awakened by the itching of patches on his face. He pounced on his hand and immediately jumped to his feet, completely sleepy.

Because he saw piles of small brownish and cyan tree insects scattered in front of him, looking like disgusting white maggots in toilet feces, wriggling and crawling in all directions.

When I looked back, I saw that the roots of the poplar tree behind me were crawling with this kind of tree insects with brown and green and circles of patterns. They are like spring mites, stick insects, and silkworm moths that have not yet grown wings after metamorphosis.

Not only on the face, hands, but also in the hair on the head, many of these unspeakable tree insects were shaken out.

What made Xiong Jiandong feel even more terrifying was that he also obviously felt itchy on his neck and back. He stripped him of all his clothes, and sure enough, he saw a lot of tree worms burrowing into it.

It wasn't until he had pounced all the insects off his body that he got dressed again. At this moment, however, the feeling of hunger that had been endured all night swept over again.

Xiong Jiandong was still hiding in the ice cave with Hou Yiying yesterday night, and the two of them were trying to replenish their strength for a while before the big war, chewing a few compressed biscuits.

When he went down the mountain at night, he used the prince's sword from time to time to cut out crushed ice and swallow it in his stomach, firstly to ward off hunger in his stomach, and secondly, to stimulate his nerves to avoid sleepiness.

At the moment, although there is no feeling of thirst, how to fill your stomach is the most important.

Besides, without the support of strong physical strength and energy, it seems impossible to endure hunger and hike through the desert nearly 100 kilometers deep to reach the Desert Inn smoothly. Maybe you will be exhausted in the middle of the road, and you will never be able to get up again if you fall down.

Xiong Jiandong looked around and saw that in the empty poplar forest, he obviously couldn't find anything to satisfy his hunger.

Unless, bark or leaves.

After a long daze, his eyes finally fell on the brownish-blue, patterned, twisted and clumped tree insects on the roots of the trees.

"It's a good taste, and it's a high-protein supplement!"

Xiong Jiandong comforted himself helplessly in his heart.

Unable to hesitate, or care about his nausea and fear, Xiong Jiandong pinched a handful of tree insects and filled them into his mouth, chewed them a few times, and then spit them out. This is because he must first check whether they are toxic in some way.

A bitter and sour flavor with a fishy smell that remains on the tip of the tongue. There was no numbness.

After more than half an hour, it was still the same.

And just now, these tree insects crawled on the face, and they did not bring obvious pain and discomfort.