"Poof"

The zombie at the bow of the ship flew upside down, its head and feet fell upside down, and in mid-air, the zombie's head exploded, and the fragments of bone spurted out like a goddess scattering flowers. By the time the zombie landed on the ground, its head was gone.

Verelle's hand gently moved away from the trigger, and she took a closer look around again. The ice was empty, and there was nothing else.

The snowflakes above the ice were still huge, the temperature outside remained at about minus twenty or thirty degrees, and a glimmer of white light appeared in the sky—it was about to dawn.

Verelle rubbed her hands together, then gently moved her joints to warm herself up a bit, and then Verelle got busy.

She removed the bed board from the yacht and cut the straps on it, and when it was done, Verelle took out the rope from her marching bag.

While busy, Verelle was nagging in her mouth: "You guy, I've never seen a shameless man like you in my life."

As soon as we met, I dared to say that I was your lover in your previous life, is there such a sister? If it were based on my aunt's temperament in the past, if it weren't for your handsome looks, I would have chopped you up with a knife.

Along the way, the god has been mysterious, pretending to be like a magic stick, but even if you are powerful, his grandmother's, you actually said that I believed it!

Well, even if you convince me, I recognize your identity in your previous life, and there is no one in this world who does things like you! How can you start to drag your feet after you get acquainted?

I said Chen Hang, you woke up! ”

Verelle felt Chen Hang's pulse and checked his body temperature again, Verelle sighed, and she began to move Chen Hang onto the makeshift sled.

After fixing Chen Hang's body, Verier tore some cotton wool and wrapped him up, and then tied a dead knot on Chen Hang's body again, she sighed: "It's a seven-kilometer journey back this way, Hang, we're just afraid that we want to be a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate." ”

With that, Verelle began to tear down the barrier at the door of the ship's cabin.

The clutter at the hatch was so frozen that Verelle had smashed the pile for a long time before she removed it, and she began to drag the sled out of the yacht.

It took a while to get off the yacht, and the two finally landed on the ice, and Verelle began to drag the sled towards the docks.

The north wind on the ice field was around level four, and the sound of "whining" was non-stop. Last night's snow had frozen on the ice, and it had congealed into ice, and the transparency of the sea ice had decreased considerably.

This was exactly Verille's plan - to leave here while the snow was condensing, the north wind was howling, and various factors were seriously affecting her sight and hearing. Otherwise, there was no supply on the yacht, and Chen Hang had been in a coma and unknown situation, even if he was not found by the skeleton snake, the two of them would not be able to support it for long here.

Only by returning to the station in time and getting Lu Lili's help can Verier determine what happened to Chen Hang now.

All the plans were carried out according to Verelle's arrangement, and the dancing snowflakes seriously affected her vision, Verelle could not see ten meters away, and she also believed that the snake could not find her.

Finally, in a state of apprehension, Verelle dragged the sleigh to the edge of the dock.

The pier has collapsed, and the dam has opened a huge opening, and the sea water has poured into New York City, where it has cooled down and condensed into an icefall.

Verelle checked Chen Hang's condition again, and she squeezed onto the sled, which slowly and automatically accelerated, and it rushed down the icefall.

The slope of the icefall is modest, but it is very smooth, and the sleigh rushes straight down from the top and it hurts into New York Harbor at high speed.

The sled rushed hundreds of meters away by inertia, and when it slowly stopped, Verelle sighed and left the sled, she muttered, "It's all skiing, why aren't you happy this time?" ”

Verelle dragged the sled on, but after not going far, the ground began to change, the ice sheet disappeared, and the snow began to thicken and thicker.

Before leaving New York Harbor and entering the streets of New York City, Verelle took a break, and she began to feel a little tired.

Verelle's breath turned into a long "white pillar of smoke", and her body began to sweat slightly. She had walked a full three kilometers from the ice field, and the rope had already strangled Verelle's shoulders red.

"Hang, do you hear me? I'm Jane, you kid won't hang up if you can't stand it, right? ”

Verelle spoke next to Chen Hang's ear, and she gently swept the snow off Chen Hang's body while checking on his condition. Chen Hang's condition still hasn't changed at all, his breath is still subtle and long, but he just won't wake up.

"Well, you kid got to know me to play with me! I admit it. Verry sighed, adjusting the pads on her shoulders before pulling the rope up again.

A long trail was left on the snow, and a sleigh was dragging on top of the snow, on which lay a man, and a relatively thin woman dragged in front.

She gasped, her back arched in a curved arc, and the woman struggled to navigate the snow.

With a "poof", Verelle's feet went limp, and she stepped on an empty drainage ditch, Verelle's left foot sank, and she lost her balance and fell to the side.

"Poof, poof, poof, poof", Verelle spat out a few times, she spewed out the snow stuffed into her mouth, and then began to pat the snowflakes on her face and body.

The sleigh was still placed on the ground, Chen Hang's body was covered with a thin layer of snowflakes, Verier walked over and straightened the cloth blocking Chen Hang's body, she smiled bitterly: "You slept very soundly!" ”

Then Verelle pulled the sleigh on, her slightly shallow body slowly entering the street.

Entering the streets of New York City, the light here is dimmed slightly, and the tall buildings on both sides of the street block some of the sunlight.

Snowflakes are still falling, and the wind here is lighter than the ice field, so the snow here has become thicker.

The sleigh made a rustling sound, and it stubbornly kept moving at a steady pace, while Verelle struggled to pull her long legs out of the thicker snow, her gaze firmly fixed on the front.

The light, the low temperature, and the zombies were instinctively reluctant to run to the street, so Verelle's progress was quite smooth, but this snow "crawling" had a great impact on her, and Verelle could only keep moving forward at a turtle speed.

After "climbing" through two streets, Verelle had to stop again, her wheezing voice becoming more rapid.

Verier quietly lay on Chen Hang's body to rest, the snowflakes continued to fall, and after a while, the snowflakes buried the two of them, and a small snow bag appeared on the road.

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