Kunlun Mountains, Yuzhu Peak.

A grim alarm sounded in the barracks.

Everyone received such a message.

"Major Disaster Alert! A heavy snowstorm is approaching the Kunlun area, and the front of the cold front is expected to arrive in the Kunlun Mountains in half an hour! ”

The soldiers looked at each other.

"What are you kidding, it's only mid-June, and it's a blizzard?!"

"I didn't bring the winter clothes of the troops, they were all in the garrison warehouse......"

"What should I do?"

"Wait for the next order."

Soon, Jiang Fan's voice sounded on the radio.

"Everyone return to the barracks at once, close the doors and windows!"

"Repeat, everyone immediately return to the barracks and close the doors and windows!"

Soldiers who were patrolling and on duty rushed to the barracks.

In the simple housing area of the archaeological team members, the archaeological team members were also brought back one by one by the black-armored soldiers.

"Turn on the heat to the maximum," Man Xinxin instructed, "close the doors and windows!" Statisticians, make sure you don't miss a single one! ”

"Yes!" The black-armored soldiers replied.

Although the blizzard clouds were still more than 100 kilometers away from the Kunlun Mountains, the temperature of the air had already begun to drop, Professor Fang wrapped up his thin summer clothes, walked up to Man Xinxin and asked, "Have you finished the statistics?" ”

"Counting." Man Xinxin replied.

There are more than 1,000 archaeologists in the complex inside the Jade Everest Peak, and they are scattered in various buildings, and it will take time for them all to be withdrawn.

Soon, a black-armored soldier came to report: "Report, there are eighteen people missing!" ”

"Which eighteen?" Professor Fang hurriedly asked.

"Report, still in the process of determining the specific list ......"

"No, I've got to go and see." Hearing this, Professor Fang looked at Man Xinxin anxiously, "Comrade, please take me to the building complex." ”

Man Xinxin showed hesitation on her face and persuaded her: "Professor Fang, you are old, let's just go and have a look, we promise to bring everyone back!" ”

"No," Professor Fang shook his head, "I don't think you can persuade them." ”

Man Xinxin thought for a moment and sent a communication request to Jiang Fan, who was patrolling the complex.

"Xinxin, what's the matter?" Jiang Fan connected.

"Report to the instructor, there are still eighteen archaeologists left, and Professor Fang asked to enter the complex to lead us to find them."

"Yes, the time is urgent, quickly bring Professor Fang over and bring the person back quickly."

"Yes!"

Man Xinxin took the professor above, and the two flew into the cave at the top of Yuzhu Peak together.

The complex has already begun to take shape during the two days of restoration, with each temple punctuated and assigned to a special person.

Among them, the courtyard of the larger Sifang Temple has been completely cleaned, and the sculptures of the green dragon, the white tiger, the vermilion bird, and the Xuanwu stand majestically and lifelike.

Jiang Fan was wearing black armor and suspended in the air, and saw Man Xinxin fly in with Professor Fang.

"Commander-in-chief," Professor Fang waved at Jiang Fan from afar, "they're likely to be in Building Forty-Eight!" ”

"Forty-eight." Jiang Fan lowered his head, searched in the building complex, and soon found Building No. 48 in the southwest direction.

It was one of the seventy-two temples, and it was not yet possible to identify any of them, and its interior was so dilapidated that it had almost lost its shape.

"Okay, let's go!" Jiang Fan waved his hand.

The three of them flew towards Building 48 together.

Inside Building 48, more than a dozen members of the archaeological team are working hard around a raised mound of earth, trying their best but being extremely careful, for fear of damaging the contents of the mound.

"You have to be careful, and after digging it out, quickly apply the protective coating to prevent rapid oxidation, understand?" The archaeological captain instructed.

"Understood!" The people answered.

"Okay, come on, we've only got twenty minutes left!"

"Stop!" Professor Fang shouted on the ground.

Everyone was stunned, and then turned around and saw Professor Fang running quickly.

"Why don't you go?!" Professor Fang's face was furious, "Didn't you hear the notice?!" ”

The archaeological captain explained: "Professor Fang, we can't go, this statue of the Earth Demon God is about to be excavated successfully, and once we remove, the half-exposed statue will be damaged twice by the wind and snow...... Then our country will have one less sculpture of gods. ”

Professor Fang stepped forward to check, his brows furrowed.

What the archaeological team leader said is true, this statue of the earth shatter has been seriously damaged, and it may be damaged when it encounters a large external force, and if it is not dug up quickly, the blizzard will inevitably cause secondary damage to it.

However, if the rescue excavation and the snowstorm comes, these dozen archaeological team members will inevitably be in danger.

"No way!" Without hesitation, Professor Fang raised his head and looked at the members of the archaeological team and said categorically, "Those above the rank of second-order martial artist and over thirty years old stay, and the others go!" ”

After speaking, Fang Jiaoshu took a step forward and stood in front of the statue.

Everyone did not move, and when they saw Professor Fang walk in, they consciously moved out of the way, and then continued their work in silence.

- Not a single person left.

Professor Fang looked at them deeply and did not speak.

At this time, the stakes are extremely high, there is no need to say more, everything is in action.

Behind him, Man Xinxin looked at Jiang Fan with a worried face: "Instructor, what should I do......

Jiang Fan looked up at the sky outside the pit and picked up the communicator: "Please send eighteen black-armored soldiers to Building No. 48." ”

"Yes!"

"Roger!"

Jiang Fan put down the communicator, got up and flew out of the cave.

In the southern sky, dark clouds rolled, advancing inexorably.

At this point, it has become an uncontrollable force of nature, and perhaps only the gods can stop it.

Call!

The fierce cold wind blew through Jiang Fan's hair, Jiang Fan lowered his head and pondered.

It's too late to seal the pothole, and when a snowstorm comes, the entire complex will be affected.

Although emergency protection work was done to protect the temple, it was absolutely unable to withstand such a heavy wind and snow.

Once the complex is damaged, Kyushu's god-making plan will surely be in trouble.

Suddenly, there was a shout from the bottom of the mountain.

Jiang Fan looked up and found that a large number of black-armored soldiers and officers and soldiers of the engineer brigade had come up.

Jiang Fan stopped Zhang Kaitian, who was the leader in front of him, and asked sharply, "What are you doing here?!" ”

Zhang Kaitian saluted: "Report to the instructor, we are here to rescue and rescue the disaster!" ”

"What disaster?" Jiang Fan frowned.

"Report to the instructor, I have a way!" Opening the Heavenly Eyebrows, the Blue Dragon Mark emitted light, he raised his right hand, and a leaf appeared out of thin air in his palm, "I can use the power of the green dragon to create vines, plug the holes with vines, and then our warriors shovel snow on the vines to ensure that the vines can always be supported." ”

Jiang Fan's eyes lit up when he heard this.

What Zhang Kaitian said is indeed a solution.

"You try it first." Jiang Fan said.

"Yes!" He ran to a hole, stretched out his hand, and closed his eyes.

A gentle green light enveloped the open sky, and beneath his feet, grass and trees sprouted, spreading rapidly.

Burst!

A vine jerked out of the hard stone and flew towards the end of the hole.

Puff puff!

Immediately after, vines burst out of the ground, intertwining to form a large web that spread and wound above the pothole.

After a few minutes, the crater with a radius of about 30 meters was completely obscured by vines up to a meter thick.

"Good!" Jiang Fan was overjoyed, and then asked, "Can you still support it?" And three more potholes! ”

Zhang Kaitian's face was serious: "Please rest assured, instructor!" ”·

"Then go on!" Jiang Fan ordered, then turned to the soldiers and shouted, "The platoon commanders of each battalion and company organize the troops to prepare for the snow shoveling operation!" ”