Knowing that it was dangling under their feet, and that someone had fallen down, the crowd began to panic.

Political Commissar Wu immediately organized people to leave.

But where to go becomes the question?

The height of this patio is very high, and this height is buried, and the rest of the place is even more absent.

If there are no buildings here, in this blizzard, don't say overnight, stay for a few hours, and people will start to freeze to death.

Because the temperature will drop to lower points in the second half of the night.

There is a greenhouse effect before the end of the day, and the minimum temperature near the Great Khing'an Mountains will reach minus 35 degrees.

Now who can guarantee that it will not break minus forty degrees.

Several of the people in this group experienced minus 40 degrees.

Moreover, few of the clothes on the body can withstand forty degrees.

Thinking of this, after walking dozens of meters, Political Commissar Wu swept away the snow and found that it was a concrete floor, so he was relieved.

Hurriedly shouted to the survivors behind him: "This is the field, comrades take a rest here, it's safe here, let's eat something first." ”

And then leave the survivors alone with the nagging and complaining.

Coughing, he said to the guards beside him, "Spread out, and I'll light a bonfire here in a moment to show you the way." And you're all holding a flashlight or a mobile phone, and if you find something building, shake it vigorously. Did you hear that? If there are no buildings...... Hurry back to you...... If I shake the fire, you will come back quickly...... Even if they die, the brothers will die together. ”

The guards and soldiers around him looked at each other a few times, as if they didn't understand what Commissar Wu was planning to use to light the fire.

One of the guards, who had been with Political Commissar Wu for the longest time, asked suspiciously, "But...... Commissar, there's no wood here. How do you light a campfire......

Political Commissar Wu smiled, with endless pathos in his smile.

Smiling and smiling, Political Commissar Wu slowly took off the leather coat on his body.

In everyone's puzzled eyes, Commissar Wu took out a lighter from his pocket.

Then he watched as Commissar Wu struggled to ignite his coat in the snowstorm.

"Commissar ......"

The flames burst in the darkness in an instant.

Several guards rushed to put out the fire.

But Commissar Wu stopped him and said to them and to all the survivors: "I'm sorry...... It's all my fault, maybe we don't get off the plane and maybe survive. ”

The guard shouted, "No...... Commissar, there is nothing we can do but wait for death. You're right......"

Political Commissar Wu smiled miserably and said to the soldiers beside him: "So...... Let's bother the brothers to disperse and prove that I'm right......"

The guard said, "But...... That doesn't mean you burn your clothes, Commissar, you used it for me, I'm thick-skinned, use my clothes......"

"Use my ......"

"How ...... I have"

A lot of soldiers shouted loudly.

Political Commissar Wu shook his head and said, "Brothers, don't say it, I have made up my mind, in fact, it's all the same...... If we can't find the building, we'll be dead tonight until the rest of the night......"

He shuddered as he spoke......

Looking at the political commissar Wu with firm eyes, all the soldiers silently picked up the lighting things, gritted their teeth and walked desperately into the surrounding darkness.

The blizzard quickly drowned out their figures.

Many of the survivors looked at Commissar Wu with emotion or contempt.

Some people are very touched by everything he has done, and they touch the heartstrings of his self-sacrificing spirit.

Some people looked at him with disdain, thinking that he was acting.

and looked at him with disgust, thinking that he shouldn't have tricked himself and others out of the plane.

Cao Ping looked at Political Commissar Wu and frowned.

In fact, Cao Ping didn't care about the life or death of Political Commissar Wu, he was more concerned about if he couldn't find a building to shelter from the wind and snow, once the temperature dropped to more than minus 30 degrees in the second half of the night. ，

Their group of people wearing a few warm clothes were really certain to die in the blizzard.

Not to mention the second half of the night, Cao Ping felt his whole body shivering from the cold now.

And now it's just getting dark, and it's minus 10 degrees at most.

If it's minus 30 degrees Celsius......

Cao Ping didn't dare to imagine.

Everyone watched in silence as Commissar Wu set fire to the clothes on his body one by one, and gave the soldiers who went to find the building to guide them.

The soldiers and generals around him did not simply look at it, almost every time Commissar Wu burned a piece, he would hand him the clothes on his body to keep him warm.

But, despite this.

Ten minutes passed......

Half an hour passed.

There was still no response from the surroundings.

And the only thing left of the soldiers was their shirts.

All the soldiers began to tremble as the weather grew colder and colder with the night.

When the first soldier began to take off his underwear and go shirtless, the survivors also began to undress.

Of course, there are also survivors who sneak away from the crowd and plan to find a place to hide on their own.

Cao Ping saw it in his eyes and asked Lei Lao, "Lei Lao, you are well-informed, let me ask you a question." ”

Lei Lao nodded.

"That ......" Cao Ping gestured in the snow and said, "I watch TV, and many people use snow to build a cave, which can also ensure the temperature and block the wind and snow. Can we do the same......

Lei Lao shook his head, "Can you think of it, can't they be soldiers on the front line?" ”

As he spoke, he nodded to a few people around him.

These people took out all the extra clothes on their bodies and lit a fire for Political Commissar Wu.

Then he said to Cao Ping: "Didn't you pay attention? In fact, it is only November, and it is impossible to snow before the end of the day, and in some areas it is still more than 20 degrees. Even if this is the extreme north of China, it is impossible for it to snow so early. It's all because of the loss of the greenhouse effect. This year's temperature will be cooler than last year's. And ......"

As he spoke, he grabbed a handful of snow and said, "Look at this snow......"

Cao Ping also grabbed a handful, took off the strip of cloth wrapped around his hand as a glove, and felt the snow in his hand.

I didn't pay attention to it all the time, but now after careful identification, Cao Ping realized that these snows were not pure snow.

Every snow is like a big grain of salt.

The snow does not merge with each other at all, and the pieces are separated.

"This ......" Cao Ping looked up at Lei Lao and said incredulously: "This snow ......"

Lei Lao threw away the snow in his hand, patted his palms, and said, "It's better to say that it's snow, it's better to say that it's hail, but this hail is very small and looks like snow." ”

His words made Cao Pingleng stunned.

The zombie apocalypse is coming, and everything in this world is in chaos.

Doesn't even snow look like snow?

Lei Lao continued: "The kind of method you said, Political Commissar Wu has already tried it. He also plans to use the snow to build a snow cave that will temporarily shelter from the wind. But the snow doesn't stick to each other at all. Just like grains of salt, you can't make grains of salt snowball. ”

They tried it for a while and found that even if they built a snowdrift, it would be blown away by the blizzard. So they gave up. ”

Cao Ping was silent.

Lei Lao looked at Cao Ping and patted him on the shoulder.

Cao Ping glanced up at Lei Lao, in the snowstorm, Lei Lao would also tremble a little when the temperature dropped.

Feeling the snow that hurt his smashed face, Cao Ping gritted his teeth and refused to admit his fate.

"That's not right...... There must be somewhere else to hide. Definitely......"

Cao Ping subconsciously looked at the glass.

In the darkness, the looming black hole, like a monster with a huge mouth, is waiting for the living to fall into the net.

"It would be nice if there was a rope......"

Cao Ping said to himself.

As soon as he finished speaking, Pang Haoyang beside him said, "Rope? I have...... But it's only a dozen meters...... Not enough ...... at all."