Longyearbyen City is not big, it looks more like a small town at the foot of a mountain, Xia Yunli led the way for the convoy according to his impression, and the group went straight to the city hall building.

The cars on the side of the road were covered in thick snow, the streetlights stood lonely, and as the convoy moved forward, it found a nearby cemetery.

"Foreigners like to build cemeteries in the city?" Xu Yihang asked a little puzzled.

"Yes, cemeteries in many countries are built in parks, and unlike in our country, this is a matter of custom." Xia Yunli nodded, he glanced out the window, and seemed to think of something again, "You may not know that in Longyearbyen City, death is a breaking thing. ”

"What?" Xu Yihang didn't understand what he meant, "How can death be illegal." ”

"Norwegian law states that in Longyearbyen, unless there is a sudden death, the sick and the elderly must leave the city to be treated and cared for in other hospitals in Norway. The cemetery we just past, in fact, stopped accepting new burials seventy years ago. ”

"Why?" Xu Yihang is a little unable to understand the Norwegians' thinking, because in his own country, fallen leaves are a cultural tradition engraved into his genes. "People who live here are not allowed to die in their hometowns?"

"This law may seem a bit unkind, but it is also a last resort, you should know that the temperature and latitude of the polar regions determine that the ground here is almost entirely frozen soil, and buried corpses do not rot and bacteria do not die. In the long run, failure to act on this law is likely to have unintended consequences. ”

"I see," Xu Yihang understood the reason.

"Professor Xia, this trip with you is really worth the trip, no wonder they say that it is better to travel thousands of miles than to read thousands of books, and the ancients did not deceive me."

"The world is full of wonders. Our mission is to discover it and study it. Xia Yunli said and pointed to a building in front of him, "That's the city hall." ”

Xu Yihang got out of the car with the soldiers, while Xia Yunli and others stayed in the car. "Bring back all the keys you can find," Xia Yunli advised, "pay more attention to safety." ”

The temperature outside the car is already minus 20 °C, everyone is wrapped tightly, and the hands holding the gun are also wearing anti-freeze gloves.

The façade of the town hall building was magnificently manicured, several stories higher than the other buildings around it, with a silver-grey façade covered in frost, a few lights sticking out from the edge of the roof, the snow piled up on the lampshades frozen together, and the ice edges hanging under the eaves.

Xu Yihang led the soldiers into the building, and after a while, gunshots came out inside. There were no lights in the building, and the infrared night vision devices were left at the Yellow River station in Ny-Ålsund and were not brought over, so everyone had to rely on the light of the flashlight to move forward slowly.

Because they had to search for the keys in addition to cleaning up the zombies, they spent more time in the town hall building, while the others waited patiently outside while guarding the soldiers who entered the building.

The air in the building was so dry that it seemed to freeze xu yihang it didn't take long for them to get out of the car but the thick scarf on the chin was already covered with frost and their faces and lips were frozen

It's a little numb, but fortunately, my hands and feet are still flexible.

After killing the zombies around the hall, Xu Yihang and the soldiers dispersed and split up to search the surrounding rooms. In addition to the zombies inside, everyone also found some people who froze to death, the bodies of these people were not decomposed, but they were covered with a layer of frost, and their eyes were closed, as if they were asleep.

"I'm afraid these people are all freezing to death," Xu Yihang flipped the stiff corpses and said with some sympathy, "At the beginning, they should have hid here to hide from the zombies outside, and when the power system inside the building was paralyzed, it was difficult for people without heating to rely on their body temperature to resist the cold." ”

"At this point, don't they have any intention of escaping?" A soldier next to him asked, and he pointed to a shotgun on the ground, "They have weapons too." ”

"Who knows? Maybe they thought it was the safest place, or maybe they were hiding inside and waiting for the government's rescue. Xu Yihang shook his head, saying that he didn't know what they were thinking.

Suddenly, he heard some noisy voices coming from the room behind him, and his brows couldn't help but furrow, "What's going on?" ”

Xu Yihang shouted inside, and then followed to check. In one of the rooms, there was a large pool of foul-smelling blood on the floor, and a soldier was leaning against the wall, gasping for breath, and two companions were holding guns.

In the corner of the wall in front lay the corpses of several zombies, and there was a headless corpse on the ground next to it.

"Platoon commander, Zhang Ming was bitten!" One of the fighters shouted at Xu Yihang.

"Zhang Ming!" Xu Yihang turned his head to look at the soldier leaning against the wall, although he couldn't see his face clearly in the dimness, he could already feel that the whole person was a little frightened from his movements.

"Platoon commander......," the soldier named Zhang Ming relieved himself under Xu Yihang's shout, he looked at his calf, gritted his teeth and said, "Give me a good time, I don't want to wait for them to become like that." ”

"What nonsense, go outside to check the wound first," the light in the room was not very good, Xu Yihang shone a flashlight on his body, and didn't see any injuries, "Where did you bite?" ”

"On the calves," Zhang Ming's voice trembled a little under the influence of low temperature and nervous emotions.

Xu Yihang hit the light of the flashlight again, and saw a hole in the warm cotton pants on his calf, and some cotton wool leaked out.

The room was dimly lit, and the light of the flashlight couldn't see the wounds on the skin clearly, Xu Yihang patted him on the shoulder and asked him to follow him outside, "Let's go back to the car and check, the clothes are thick, and it is not so easy to hurt the flesh inside, you kid can't scare yourself by yourself." ”

Xu Yihang led him outside, and did not forget to turn around and tell everyone else in the house to be vigilant and pay attention to safety.

It turned out that when Zhang Ming entered the house just now, his attention was attracted by several zombies inside, and when he shot it, he didn't notice that there was a zombie crawling on the ground next to him, and he was pounced on his leg and bit him without paying attention.

Zhang Ming's reaction was also very fast, he kicked the zombie over, and then smashed the zombie's head with a gun. Hearing his exclamation, people outside rushed over to cooperate with him to kill the remaining zombies. Cold air poured into the holes in the trouser legs

, Zhang Ming only felt a burning sensation in his calf.

The team that went to Longyearbyen City was not equipped with a doctor because there were scientific research experts and survival experts, and the ship's doctor and all the crew of the "Snow Dragon" were left at the Yellow River Station as a pick-up. Xu Yihang took Zhang Ming to Song Jihuan's car and asked him to help check the wound.

"Take off your pants," Song Jihuan rummaged through the holes in Zhang Ming's trouser legs, which were blocked by a lot of ripped cotton wool, and he couldn't accurately check whether there were any scars on the skin inside.

"What?" Zhang Ming was stunned for a moment, "Take off your pants?" Here? ”

"What are you hesitating about!" Xu Yihang slapped him on the head, "When have you been grinding and chirping like a girl?" ”

Zhang Ming's face flushed, and he reluctantly took off his cotton pants, and he also wore trousers that matched his thermal underwear, and there were also a few small holes in the calf of the trousers.

Song Jihuan pointed at his trousers, Zhang Ming ripped them off again, the temperature inside the car was higher than outside, but the skin was still a little cold in the air. Zhang Ming was born in the military and has a good physique, but because of his nervousness, the skin on his legs was covered with goosebumps.

"Don't be nervous, relax," Song Jihuan began to carefully observe the skin on the hole in his calf clothes, "There is no broken skin." ”

"Are you sure?" When Zhang Ming heard this, he grabbed Song Jihuan's arm and asked, "The zombie didn't bite my foot?" ”

"It shouldn't have been bitten, anyway, I didn't see a wound on the skin," Song Jihuan nodded, his field of expertise is the discipline of survival in the wild, and he is very professional in the inspection and judgment of wounds caused by animals and plants, he saw that Zhang Ming was still a little apprehensive, so he said to him, "If you are not at ease, we will temporarily isolate you for 24 hours, as long as this period is over, you can put your heart back in your stomach." ”

"Okay," Zhang Ming breathed a sigh of relief, he saw that Song Jihuan was firm, and his expression was much more relaxed. It's not that he's afraid of death, but he can't accept that he has become a zombie.

"Then quarantine first," Xu Yihang knew that Song Jihuan's final proposal for isolation was not made to Zhang Ming himself, but to his own advice, because he was Zhang Ming's commander in chief, and only he had the right to decide how to arrange soldiers.

Although Song Jihuan confirmed that Zhang Ming's calf was not bitten by zombies, this is only at the level visible to the naked eye, and no one knows if there will be invisible wounds.

"Change out the pants, don't want the torn one," Song Jihuan told again.

After Zhang Ming changed his pants, Xu Yihang took him to another car, and then put his hand on the back of the chair, "When we are done with the business, I will call Guo Disheng to accompany you to chat." ”

"Hehe, Cheng," Zhang Ming was in a much better mood for the rest of his life, and the 24-hour observation period was nothing to them as professional soldiers, not to mention that there were people to chat with.

"This time it's lucky, and next time it's hard to say. In the future, you must be careful, when I brought each of you out, I told myself that I would also bring you all back, although the martyrs are glorious, but only by living can they make more contributions to the country and the people. ”(https:)

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