Chapter 22: Ice and Snow Rage (Seeking Follow-up)

The dawn of dawn pierced the prelude to the night, and the morning light appeared, and the sun shone brightly, but it could not penetrate the cold and biting cold wind, and could not warm the bodies of the soldiers of the 7th Interspersed Company.

"It's so fucking cold, if it weren't for the company commander who took us to beat those American devils down and stripped them of their cotton clothes, I guess we would have been cold dogs......"

Yu Congrong sighed from his mouth, rubbing the palms of his hands non-stop, rubbing for a while before becoming slightly rosy, but the heat immediately disappeared with the cold wind.

"It's okay brothers, we're going to get to the place soon after turning over there, and when the time comes, let's eat hot and lie on the hot kang and have a good night's sleep."

Wu Qianli looked at the somewhat tattered combat map in his hand, thought about it slightly, nodded slightly, and finally arrived.

"Ah, it's finally here, it's good to eat hot, how fragrant the freshly steamed big white flour steamed buns are."

Wu Wanli thought about the steaming, soft white-flour steamed buns, and suddenly drooled.

"Gua Wazi, if you have meat to eat, you still want to think about this and that, the U.S. military's canned luncheon meat has captured a lot, take it and eat it, look at your kid, hahaha......"

Lei Gong smiled and patted Wu Wanli's brain, and stuffed two canned luncheon meat from American soldiers into his hands.

"Everyone is hungry too, so let's eat something first."

Seeing this, Wu Qianli simply asked everyone to sit down and eat something, such a continuous rapid march in this cold and biting snow is a huge physical exertion, and it must be replenished quickly.

"Alas, the logistics of this American devil are good, and a random GI will have meat to eat."

Yu Congrong carried a military thorn, and vigorously cut a piece of meat on the canned luncheon meat of the American army, brought it to his mouth, and sighed while chewing it.

"Well, what is more, these little wines and little meat are only the most basic things in their eyes."

Lei Gong also sighed, grabbed a small piece of snow and swallowed it, moistened his throat, and then took out a handful of fried noodles and stuffed it into his mouth.

"It's okay, when we get to the command post, we will definitely be able to make everyone eat enough."

Mei Sheng also picked up the canned luncheon meat of the US army, and ate it a little picky, after all, whether it can be eaten after that, and how long it will take, depends on luck.

"Don't worry, you don't have to hide it, you can eat it in a big gulp, after eating, the US army will be our logistics brigade, just like that old Jiang."

Wu Qianli looked at these loveliest people with some emotion, eating food that was 100 times inferior to the US army, but he could still burst out with such tenacious will and combat effectiveness, and suddenly burst into tears.

"Brother, are you serious? I believe you, I won't leave ...... after eating it all."

Wu Wanli himself admired his brother as if he was a god of war, and when he heard Wu Qianli say, he opened the canned luncheon meat in his hand one by one, forked it out, and chewed it in a big gulp.

Although the texture of the meat was not very good, and even under the ice, the surface was covered with a thin layer of frost, which had become a little stiff and difficult to chew, but it was still a rare delicacy for him.

"What your brother said is still false, when the time comes, his good brother will really be hungry, and your brother will not carry a gun and kill dozens of American devils to rob you of good food."

Lei Gong laughed and rubbed Wu Wanli's head and quipped.

Suddenly, a roaring cold wind blew, mixed with layers of snowflakes, like a slightly blunt thorn sliding through their faces, making people feel painful.

Wu Qianli stood up vigilantly in an instant, looking at the layers of snow waves rushing here, and suddenly felt bad.

"Not good! Find trees and rocks to stabilize your body, and protect the telegraph and the translator! Don't let this wind ...... Hmm-"

Wu Qianli pulled his throat, the green tendons on his neck burst out, and reminded loudly.

However, the inverted wind directly stabbed a handful of snow particles into his mouth, and forced down the sound of what he had just spoken.

Wu Qianli hurriedly hugged the trunk of a tree with his hand, but his feet instantly became frivolous, constantly swaying and flying in the yellow wind.

Some of the soldiers of the 7th Interspersed Company who had not yet reacted were quickly lifted by the strong wind, and their whole limbs grabbed helplessly in all directions, but they did not catch anything, and they were instantly drowned in this blizzard.

"Brother!"

Wu Wanli just grabbed the branch of a tree, but in the cold wind, the branch was about to break, and in a hurry, Wu Wanli's first reaction was to cry out for help from Wu Qianli.

"Ding-the system has detected that the host is in a state of extreme danger, has the emergency chest obtained in the bright sword that ambushed the US military vehicle be activated?"

At this moment, a cold system prompt echoed in Wu Qianli's mind like gospel.

"Use!"

Wu Qianli was struggling to hold the trunk of the tree, he had never seen such a big snowstorm, and the sound of the wind was about to shatter his eardrums.

"The emergency treasure chest has been successfully activated, congratulations to the host for obtaining the god-level power experience card, which has been automatically enabled for the host."

In an instant, the green tendons on Wu Qianli's neck that burst out due to excessive force gradually disappeared, and the red complexion on his face gradually turned relaxed.

"Crunch—"

However, at this moment, the branch that Wu Wanli was grasping was broken.

His whole person looked flustered, his pupils dilated instantly, and he opened his mouth wide to say something, but he couldn't say it because of the wind and snow, and he was about to be submerged in the layers of snow waves.

"Hold on to me!"

Wu Qianli simply let go of the tree trunk, and the whole person followed the wind and snow in the direction of Wu Wanli.

However, just when he was about to reach Wu Wanli's side, he slammed his kick directly into the deep snow, and grabbed Wu Wanli's hand tightly with his hand.

"Company commander be careful!"

Mei Sheng was shocked when he saw that a telegraph machine that had been blown up by a snowstorm was rapidly crashing towards Wu Qianli.

Wu Qianli immediately plunged both legs into the snow diagonally, lowered his body, pulled Wu Wanli with one hand, and grabbed the telegraph that was flying rapidly in the air with one hand, and then fell to the snow.

"This ...... Is this all right? ”

Mei Sheng, who was still panicked just now, saw Wu Qianli doing such a feat, and was speechless on the spot.

"When I lost to the company commander in the fighting competition, I thought it was the level of half a catty and eight taels, and I lost because of the company commander's way, but I didn't expect the company commander to let me."

Yu Congrong was in the wind and snow, and he couldn't see the specific situation of five thousand miles clearly, and only saw a huge black object smashed towards Wu Qianli's head.

However, he was immediately torn off by Wu Qianli with one hand, just like a martial arts master, catching a high-speed flying cannonball, which shocked the audience.

Lei Gong gritted his old teeth and hugged Pinghe, and the two of them were just stuck behind a stone, which made the wind unable to bring them up.

Some of the fighters were not so lucky, some were directly scraped into the sky, and then I don't know what tree trunk or branch they hit, and the whole person was hit and fainted.

Some of them simply flew down the cliff and crashed into the rubble below, killing them instantly.

However, after hearing the order, the soldiers of the 7th Interspersed Company still protected the telegraph and the interpreter around them as soon as possible.

Some even wrap the straps on their backpacks around their hands, and cling to the translators or telegraphs to protect them from being blown away by the blizzard.

The blizzard was raging like this, I don't know how long it took, when Wu Qianli slowly rubbed his eyelids that were covered with a layer of frost, looking at the snowy scene in front of him, but he didn't see a few people.

"Oh no, if the troops blow up, it's over......"