Chapter 147: The Way I Want
The heat inside the thick tent had gradually subsided in the second half of the night. After all, it's impossible to turn on the heat extraction furnace all night. The reality is that each team clearly doesn't have enough fuel to withstand such consumption. Every day is only when you eat your first meal and your last hot meal of food that you can enjoy the beauty that touches your soul. As for the rest of the time, the energy inside the body can only be consumed by long journeys without stopping, and then the surface of the skin is acted on by releasing heat from the outside.
The basic workings of sustaining life are sometimes as simple as that. The last group of night watchmen moved out of the space that barely had a place to hold their hearts. They took away what little heat they had, and the eyebrows of the first night watchmen who were asleep were visibly furrowed. Even though it's not in a tent, the scenes are so similar. The tingling sensation that pierced the bones made the sleeper's nerves wrinkle suddenly. Even if it's already at a deeper level of light sleep.
But reason told me that I needed enough rest to be able to deliberately survive the next day. Then the sleepers continued to sleep. The two groups of people who were awake completed their shifts. The group of keepers in the middle trembled and stuck into their tents, not wanting to linger for a moment. The last remaining group of Night's Watch remained in the last group and even the last. History is always strikingly similar, still silent, and the night is not young.
When the night cleared, the sunshine shone through the hazy sky. All that appeared in the horizon was a vague mist.
"The weather isn't too good today!" The leader lifted a corner of the tent and took a quick look. Then the corner of the tent that had been lifted was lowered. All the night watchmen were barely able to squeeze into the small space, but they couldn't fully stretch out and fall asleep. That's another reason why three people have to go out for vigil all night. There was simply no way for four people to get enough rest in a tent.
In fact, the boss also thought that this was a way for the headquarters to force them to follow the rules. On the plus side, it's forcing them to keep a vigil and not sleep on the go. But what are they afraid of, and why don't they tell themselves about the risks they might encounter? This is a question that the leader is puzzled with. For the time being, let's just do what the headquarters asks, it's not a problem. But if you continue like this, someone's body will be dragged down sooner or later.
The leader sighed, skillfully picked up the coarse flannel cloth beside him, and wrapped his head round and round, barely exposing his nose and eyes, and finally putting on an old military hat that looked very warm. The others did the same, just after packing up their gear and the shabby clutter they picked up along the way.
When everyone had cleaned up, the tent's roll-up door was opened. They needed a transition phase, when the heat inside the tent was blown away by the snow that poured into it in the last moment, and the temperature inside was not much different from the outside. What's more, on the way, everyone can disassemble the skeleton part of the tent from the inside step by step. Yesterday it was very solid, and today it will take a lot of effort to pull out the telescopic rods.
Think of it as a living muscle. One person inside each tent only needs to shake the support pole in one corner, and the work efficiency naturally becomes faster. The group quickly packed up the camp and put everything in their bags. It then leaves this relatively flat permafrost.
Notably, the leader took out a roll of tulle-like white fabric in his backpack. When I unfolded it, I found that it was unexpectedly wide, and it had to be several square meters in size. He took out a small bamboo skewer from the mezzanine of the bag behind him, and tied the fabric to the bamboo skewer. The bottom of the bamboo skewer is then compacted tightly into the hollow left by the telescopic rod in the ground. Lets go of the restraints he imposes on it. The endless wind suddenly blew up the textiles, and the sky was endless. If you look at it closely, you won't find anything strange, but if you step back, you will find that you can see this special mark from a long distance! They still shine brightly in the light of the light, as if their surface is covered with a full layer of reflective material. Perhaps at night, the addition of fluorescent materials to its surface can also make a big difference.
However, as long as it is not too necessary, it is almost impossible for all the squads to march at night.
The leader made sure that his team was on their way back. I don't know where the road and tomorrow are, just go on. He just hoped that he wouldn't lose the beacon of the bright path when he returned, or he would have to scrap shoulders with the damn guys in the logistics department. The leader knew that they lacked nothing, but they were desperately controlling these life-saving materials at critical times. If you are unwilling to give more, you hope that the people who survey will die one more, at least they will not waste what they think is a valuable social resource in the future.
The leader suddenly wanted to take a hard bite on the ground, but realized that his mouth was partially blocked by the cold fabric, so he gave up. In retrospect, that kind of behavior may have wasted some of the body's precious water resources, so it is even more difficult to do. Poor and hateful, sometimes people are humble to such a degree.
The group stared at the scattered knives and the cold wind and walked into the distance, and the terrain gradually became strange. At first, you didn't notice anything. It was only later that a sharp-eyed team member suddenly discovered that there was an object that "fell" on the ground not far away. Everyone happily rushed to the past, and this part of the distance of 180 meters had never made everyone so surprised and obsessed.
They were desperate to know what kind of legacy it was! The leader is at the front of the line and the first to arrive at the scene. The second place is the old man, it is hard to imagine how he squeezes his life force and bursts out with the brightness of life. was able to surpass the young men and middle-aged people in the team and follow the leader's side.
The initial outburst was not very bearable, and although only the nostrils of the face were exposed, the thick gasps of everyone could still be heard in the cold. The weight of 180 pounds is no joke.
The leader looked at the objects on the ground from a distance, and even threw a debris in the distance. I didn't notice anything unusual, and then I gestured like the back and asked everyone to follow. Everyone pressed over with a long snake formation, and if the situation changed suddenly, many people would be able to escape. Although the people in front may be mired in the "quagmire"!
He stepped into the range of the object closest to him. The first thing you feel is the warmth that stimulates the senses. There was even a fiery sensation, if his senses had not been dulled by the drifting cold wind. So that's probably what it looks like.
The leader stepped back quite a bit in disbelief, just as he hit the old man who was still a few feet away from him. The whole team braked on this. The cold refilled the leader's consciousness, and he was glad that he was on the contrary. It was a real feeling, and he seriously suspected that he had just entered the link of snow freeze, and all his ideologies were on the verge of collapse, which is why his body sent such a strange signal of heat.
The leader told everyone what he had just felt, and everyone gathered together and didn't know how to act. Among them, there are some bold people who want to feel it in the past, but there are also some honest people who discourage it, and it is the safest way not to enter it so rashly.
Xiaobai just doesn't believe in this evil, that is, he is stubbornly expressing his position that he will not give up if he does not enter. The leader really didn't want to dissuade him, so let him go, and let it go. Only if Xiaobai has suffered will he become an old white, after all, no one has ever said that he can get enough experience in one step to get enough experience for all kinds of potential risks in this world.
Xiaobai was originally young and vigorous, and the urine sex back then was not completely corrected, in fact, no matter what others said, they were just verbally grinding their mouths, and no one dared to put themselves in the situation described by the leader.
But if the leaders feel that there is a risk, they just think that there is a problem. But the leader is a mortal after all! One person's choice does not represent everyone's position.
Xiaobai's body is relatively thin, probably because he played with his body in the early years. Fortunately, I have eaten things that are not good for me in those years, and I can barely maintain the appearance of a young man, but in fact, I am not as good as a normal person on the inside. Just like a thin balloon, no matter how glamorous it looks on the outside, it only needs to be lightly poked in a certain place to let off steam. Then the person will be wasted.
But Xiaobai's mind is tall, he never thought that his willfulness would become a "guinea pig" in the eyes of others - for pathfinding. The leader has already made a trace of it very obvious, but he just doesn't listen, naturally not with the idea of "I don't go to hell, who will go to hell!" "The great consciousness goes.
Purely because he was so cold, he kind of wanted to give up his life. Anyway, there may have been at least two of them discarded! What's the point! The so-called target recovery can't even see a fart, and it might as well be destroyed in the warmth that may be an illusion. Absolutely no one can understand what he really thinks.
He just went inside, and a long sigh rang out in his consciousness. That's my own pessimism that accompanies my body. "Huh?" , his mind suddenly crossed to the second half-tone. "It's really the kind of comfort that touches the soul!" His consciousness was cheering. The body is also under his own control, and he dances hand and foot.
The stiff body had not stretched out with all its strength for a long time, and there was only a single charred black object as far as the eye could see. It looks like it was burned by something super hot!
Only then did he remember to beckon everyone behind him to come over quickly.
Everyone could clearly see that the visceral sense of wonder he felt a few meters away, and it was definitely not fake. But no one took a step out of cherishing life and trusting the leader. They decided to stop there!
The leader wants to speak and stops, maybe he is puzzled by his feelings, or he is adhering to the principle of not abandoning anyone, and wants to enter it and drag the abnormal Xiaobai out!
He didn't say anything to the people behind him, he just rushed into it!