Chapter 13: The Blizzard
In the blink of an eye, the dragon head eagle flying wildly in the air had already flown behind everyone. It continued to spew out crimson flames, like a hideous fire dragon, frantically pounced on the people who were constantly fleeing for their lives on the ground.
The people who were desperately fleeing in a straight line were very wolf bèi and were forced to keep changing the direction of escape, hiding behind trees from time to time, experiencing the torture of hot and cold, ice and fire.
The smoke man jumped off the dragon's head eagle and shook his head, indicating that he couldn't restrain the monster either. Everyone felt that the back of their heads was about to be burned, and after a while, they would have to turn into a pile of charred dry wood. Just when everyone stumbled and felt about to despair, the dragon head eagle that kept breathing fire suddenly made two popping sounds like farts, and stopped breathing fire. Then it vibrated the wings of the machine, turned its head and flew upwards at the same time, and then quickly disappeared from view.
Happiness came too suddenly, and the people who survived the catastrophe thought that the dragon head carving was broken at first, but when they saw that it could still fly away normally, they thought that it should not be broken. Later, everyone thought for a while and realized that the dragon head eagle should have run out of gunpowder and oil in the abdominal cavity, so it had to fly away first.
Everyone felt laughing and crying, and I didn't know if we should feel happy, but it was a good thing, and we decided to take this opportunity to hurry forward without resting. The scheming Seventh Master felt that if he continued to drive in a straight line, he would be chased by the dragon head eagle, so it was best for us to change the direction of travel, so as to get rid of the dragon head eagle.
I thought it made sense, so I took out the map and looked at it. We had chosen the west side of our detour before, but we encountered towering rock walls and extremely ferocious rock snakes, so we decided to turn easterly this time. When shifting direction. The fat man in charge of the broken off, and the monkey cleaned our footprints with branches. In this way, after a day or two of howling winds, even the deepest footprints will be covered with snow.
Change direction. The faithful crowd marched forward for two days without incident. The mood is very good, the weather is also very good, it has been a few days since I went north to the Great Khing'an Mountains, and I have been very worried about the heavy snowfall and the temperature will drop down, but the weather is always good, and there is no sign of snowfall.
But the good times didn't last long, and the dream was quickly ruined by the bad reality, and the sky was very clear. Suddenly, it suddenly became full of dark clouds, and suddenly it was as black as the bottom of a black pot without warning, and then the sky was full of snowflakes. The sky was dark, the woods were pitch black, the temperature plummeted, and before we could find a place to shelter from the wind and snow, we were besieged and lost in the woods by the incessant wind and snow, and the darkness that could not be seen.
The snow was so heavy that you couldn't see anyone five paces away. The wind howled like a wolf, and the teammates, unable to continue their march, could only find a thicker tree nearby, and all of them curled up under the tree. It was like a frightened quail huddled together. In a short time, the heavy snow turned everyone into snowmen. The frozen body was frozen in the blood. Unable to flow. The limbs that gradually become numb and unconscious are really no different from popsicles. The nose is no longer available for breathing, and the ears fall off at the touch of it.
Goose-feathered flakes of snow. turned everything in heaven and earth white, and danced triumphantly for a long time, refusing to stop. From this point of view, it is likely that this heavy snowfall will fall for several days in a row. This is bad, we are in an unsheltered place in the wilderness, and we will definitely freeze to death.
The thick snow was piled on everyone's bodies, more than a foot thick, and everyone's hearts were so cool and cool, just freezing to death in a white world, it was really unwilling. The sensory nerves of the body are becoming more and more sluggish, the color of the lips is too terrifying to see people, the skin on the face has formed a thin layer of frost, and everyone does not know how long they have been squatting on the snowy snow, and they feel that their legs have grown on the cold and hard ground.
The wind and snow that willfully and recklessly destroy the branches of the trees seem to be tireless. It's like a gear that doesn't know how to stop, and as long as it's not old, it won't give up. The tongues have frozen everyone, and they have not spoken a word for a long time, and now they are only trembling, how can they still say a complete word.
In the wilderness, suddenly baptized by heavy snow, there is no way to avoid it, everyone is like a little mouse who can't find the way home, encountering a heavy snowstorm, can only hide under the tree, lonely and miserable body, helplessly frozen into a snowball by the wind and snow.
Everyone was so frozen that it seemed that only their brains could still function normally, but the speed of operation was getting slower and slower, and their consciousness was gradually drifting away. There is only one thought in my heart, which is to pray that the storm and snow will stop soon.
God seemed to have heard everyone's complaining pleas, and scolded the snowflakes who had been playing wildly for a long time, and the blizzard flew away very reluctantly. But the merciless wind and snow viciously summoned its good friend Hail. Hail galloped like a wild horse out of the reins, like a wild horse that had escaped from the reins, and began to shoot like a machine gun, smashing heads and faces mercilessly on everyone's bodies. Originally, the people who were just suffering from the cold now have to endure the pain of being strafed by the bullets, and after a while, their noses and faces are swollen, and there is no place on their bodies that is not painful.
Especially me, in order to pretend to be a hero and protect everyone, I blocked the very edge of the team, and although I had a backpack on my head, I was still smashed by a hail the size of a lychee. It's already March, but it's still hailing. But fortunately, the hail only fell for a short time, and it was not as slow as the goose feather snow.
The hailstones that had disappeared seemed to have had enough of joyful play, and they returned home without looking back, leaving behind a group of innocent victims, like marbles' companions.
My head felt like it was smashed by the hailstones, and it was not false to hear that hail could kill cattle before, if we hadn't hid under a tree and had a thick backpack on our heads, we would have been smashed into two fools.
The hail left, but the people who were squatting on the ground remained motionless, because their bodies were frozen. The monkey curled up and squatted on the ground, like a stone monkey, was lightly touched by the fat man's hand, and then his back hit the ground, like a pangolin curled into a ball. It was as if my limbs didn't belong to me anymore, and they were so stiff that they were like concrete with steel sticks stuck in them, and I couldn't bend or move at all. (To be continued......)