Chapter 1779 The white-haired wind has stopped?

Big Camphor Tree Base.

Natural Disaster Research Institute.

Song Zhihong stood there with the intercom in his hand, not knowing how to answer the city lord.

Don't know?

He had told the city lord this answer many times. Although the city lord did not blame him, he felt ashamed.

Just saying a time would not work. If it was wrong, it would be troublesome.

Dilemma.

"City, city lord, the monitoring equipment was destroyed by the blizzard. I can't monitor the current wind speed now, so..."

"So, you don't know either?" Li Yu's voice came from the intercom.

Song Zhihong answered with difficulty: "Yes, yes."

As Li Yu expected, although he had guessed the result, he was still a little helpless after hearing Song Zhihong's answer in person.

The white-haired wind weather has lasted for two whole days. If it continues like this, the Big Camphor Tree Base may not last long.

"Okay, I know."

Oil City.

The snow in the buffer city piled up to seven meters in a short time.

The eight-meter wall of the buffer city has been completely buried by the snow.

The commercial area of ​​the trading market was half buried by the snow. The buildings in the commercial area were not high to begin with. Now at a depth of seven meters, the two floors below were completely buried.

Residential building.

Area C. Building 78, 205 on the second floor.

Xu Feng looked outside through the gap in the window. It was all white and nothing could be seen.

"Captain, is it all snow outside?" Li Da next to Xu Feng leaned over and asked.

Xu Feng nodded with a grim expression:

"It's snow, we are buried!"

"What do you mean we are buried?" Liu Rui climbed up from the bed and ran to the window to see the situation outside.

"Is this snow?"

"Yes, when you were asleep, I saw the snow outside rising little by little." Xu Feng rubbed his eyes and said.

The speed at which the thickness of the snow increased was even faster than the speed of the flood.

It was really amazing.

Liu Rui was confused. He just took a nap, and their second floor was buried by snow!

"What should we do? Will we die if we are buried? Should we open the door and escape?" Liu Rui asked nervously.

"No."

Xu Feng flatly refused:

"If we open the door now, the snow outside has just fallen, and the snow is still loose, it will pour in directly, and then none of us will survive."

"Even if we don't freeze to death, we will suffocate to death!"

After that, Xu Feng shouted to Li Da:

"Li Da, you guys go and get all our luggage, pile it on this cabinet, find a way to increase the weight, and move the bed over, so that the snow can't open the door."

"Okay." Li Da heard this and hurriedly took the other people in the room to do it.

The wooden bed was relatively light, so they quickly moved it behind the door.

Li Da sat on the wooden bed and raised his head to look at the vent on the ceiling.

He said with some worry:

"Captain, what should we do if there is a problem with the ventilation vents above?"

"No way, the ventilation vents and heating are the basis for our survival. If any of these two things have problems, we can't survive." Xu Feng replied somewhat dejectedly.

At this moment, he regretted why he chose the room on the second floor.

When he entered the trading market before, he chose the room on the second floor because it was low and convenient to go up and down the stairs.

Otherwise, if he chose the top floor, the seventh floor, it would take time to go up and down the stairs every day.

But now, he envied those who lived on the seventh floor.

People who live in high places don't have to worry about the danger of suffocation due to lack of ventilation.

At the same time.

There are many people who are in the same predicament as them. Those who live on the first floor are even worse. They watched the snow rise step by step like a flood.

The room was full of stench.

In the past two days, all their excrement was left in the room, and no one dared to open the doors and windows.

Before the snow is frozen solid, opening the door means death.

No. 1 sentry tower, five kilometers away from the trading market.

This sentry tower, which is only 18 meters high, is now facing a desperate situation.

The door at the bottom has long been blocked by snow.

They had tried all kinds of ways to clear the snow outside the door before, but they were really powerless in this white hair wind.

Biaozi and Shunfeng almost couldn't come back after clearing the snow outside the door when the white hair wind came.

Later, because they were digging a slope, they slid down directly from it, otherwise they couldn't come back.

In the white hair wind, they couldn't see each other even if they were face to face.

After finally being lucky enough to save their lives, the speed at which the snow outside increased exceeded their imagination.

In just 48 hours, the snow increased to a depth of 17 meters.

It was only one meter away from burying the sentry tower.

The observation room at the top.

The wind was howling, and a steady stream of wind and snow blew in from the gaps.

Chang Yichang's face was red from the cold, and his body was covered with snow.

He shouted to Biaozi below:

"Quick! Bring that board here too!"

Biaozi stepped on the steps, holding the board he had just chopped off the wooden bed, and handed it to Chang Yichang.

Chang Yichang took it, placed the board outside the gap, and used the accumulated snow to squeeze and block it.

Hula——

A large piece of snow blew over and hit him on the ground.

He kneeling on the ground in despair, he wants to struggle, but there are too many snow outside.

It's over!

To this day, even if the snow is blocked with a baffle, they will not be buried by the snow.

A few minutes.

For a few minutes, he watched the snow blocking the last gap.

They completely lost the gap between ventilation and ventilation.

Well ~

There are also some snow flowing in from the gaps of the rail.

Biaozi hurriedly tasted Chang Yi and pulled him downstairs.

Oh!

Biaozi closed the iron plate to the top.

Looking at Chang Yi, who was lost in the soul, Biaozi was the first time that he saw the big brother.

He shouted a bit bitterly:

"Brother, you cheer up!"

Chang Yi still looked like that, his body trembled slightly, his lips were frozen.

The whole person seemed to lose God.

"Big Brother!"

"You are a bit awake!"

Seeing that Chang Yi was trembling, Biaozi hurriedly shouted towards the opposite side:

"The elder brother was frozen and lost his mind, and quickly lifted him down to bake."

Shunfeng hurried over, and the two helped Chang Yi together to taste.

The fourth floor of the container.

There are still firewood in the room, and in the fire, there are panic faces.

"What happened to Brother Chang?" Nanshan quickly got up and ran over after seeing Chang Yi.

Liu Guodong asked Shunfeng a little nervously:

"How is it? Are you blocking the snow outside?"

Shunfeng smiled bitterly: "We. We were buried completely by snow."

"Ah?" Liu Guodong was shocked and sat on the ground with his butt.

The mouth was murmured, and we were over.

Although the container has windows, it is buried in snow.

They can only rely on the residual oxygen breathing in the container. When these oxygen consumes all the oxygen, they only have one dead end.

After hearing Shunfeng, the others were also panicked.

Some people shouted with crying sound: "I don't want to die!"

"Why are we so difficult! I finally got to the trading market, we couldn't get in, and I was buried by the snow now!"

Zhao Dongbao's face was iron -blue, looking at the firewood in the central government, thinking for a moment and said:

"I calculated the oxygen in this container. According to the number of people of us, it should be enough to support us for about 36 hours, but if it is kept burning firewood, it will consume oxygen, and it may not be able to persist in half."

"18 hours, if we are still burning, we can only live for 18 hours."

"I suggest that don't burn firewood, we can still stick to it for a while."

The words have just fallen.

Someone refuted.

"What's the use?"

It was Liu Guodong who spoke. He sat on the ground and looked at the flames. It seemed to be talking to himself, as if he was talking to Zhao Dongbao.

"If we don't burn wood, we may not be able to persist for an hour, and we will be frozen to death."

"Lao Liu said right, firewood could not stop, we must keep the temperature." Shunfeng said with a low voice.

On the other side, Nanshan and Biaozi helped the Chang Yizhi to the side of the fire, and took off his hat and shaking the snow on it.

But I often tasted or trembling, and the eyelashes were all snow.

Biaozi quickly took off his jacket and wrapped the brown bear he had arrested before, and the fur cut off was wrapped on him.

"Brother, are you better?" Biaozi asked a little bit.

How many times have triggers in the past, he watched Brother Chang standing in front of the front and let them persist.

As if it is always full of hope, he is always confident in him.

This self -confidence gives others the power to persist.

But at this moment, the often tasted taste became like this.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

For Biaozi, it is like a faith collapse.

"What should we do now?" Nanshan looked up at Shunfeng.

In this team, the captain was often tasted, and there was no deputy captain.

However, the time to join the team is relatively long, and the combat power is relatively strong, and it is relatively stable, so the status in the team belongs to the second.

Shunfeng glanced at it, and sighed and squatted on the opposite side of Chang Yi.

Said to Chang Yi sincerely:

"Brother, you say something."

But.

Chang Yi still looked forward in a sluggish look, still trembling.

It seems like I can't hear the words of the wind.

well.

Seeing Chang Yi tasted this, Shunfeng did not hold hope.

He looked at the snow outside the window, and his heart was full of bitterness.

What can I do to this day, I can only wait for death.

He looked at the bear meat and frozen mushrooms hanging in the air, and gritted his teeth and said:

"Take half of the meat down, and the horizontal and vertical are dead, and you must be a dead ghost before you die!"

During this time, in order to be able to persist for a little time, they eat these foods very much.

Now that I am dying, I can't waste these foods.

Nanshan heard the words, looking at the food hanging in the air, his eyes were full of helplessness.

"All right."

After Liu Sanshui heard their words, he climbed up a little excitedly.

"Yes, you have to be a dead ghost!"

His hungry chest was only ribs left, and he was thin and scary.

Hands and feet were talked about the meat hanging in the air and cut the meat into several large pieces with a knife.

Some are thrown into the iron pot and cook, and some are baked by a stick and baked.

Under baking, the bear meat was softened, and the oil and water on the meat emerged.

The whole room is meaty.

But they looked at the meat and didn't expect it as before.

This may be their last meal.

Half an hour later.

The meat is grilled.

Nanshan distributed these meats to everyone, but there were a lot of roasted meat on the ground.

There are too many bear meat. For so many days before, they ate dozens of pounds.

Put on the wooden visa again and bake it next to the fire.

"Give you." Nanshan handed a string of roasted meat to a woman in their team.

Chai Ruoyan had picked up the barbecue, and she couldn't wait to eat more barbecue in the past, but she seemed so unsure at this time.

She was full of tears in her eyes, and her throat seemed to be blocked and uncomfortable.

"Thanks."

She held the hard -won barbecue and tears dropped on it.

Bite on the barbecue, mixed with tears of barbecue, a little salty.

It's a bit delicious.

Out of physiological reactions, hungry will want to eat to a certain extent.

She bit the barbecue in her hand, and they were cut into large pieces.

It is cooked outside, but the inner layer is not cooked.

But they don't care.

They are like treating the enemy, madly eating the barbecue in their hands.

One after another.

Looking at them, it seems to be to kill themselves.

"Brother, eat something." Nanshan stretched a piece of barbecue to Chang Yi.

But often it seemed to be invisible, but just looked ahead dullly.

"Let's eat." Nanshan persuaded again.

Seeing that Chang Yi had ignored him, he had to eat it with himself.

Time has passed a little bit, and fewer and fewer barbecue.

In the end, there were only a quarter of raw meat.

They ate more than a hundred pounds of bear meat.

I couldn't speak on the ground one by one.

When people are full, they will a little dizzy.

Especially people like them who are too hungry, eat so many flesh, have become stunned.

Perhaps it is because the indoor oxygen is consumed and dizziness caused by hypoxia.

After eating one by one, they died for a while, and leaned fell asleep in a faint way.

One hour.

Two hours later.

There are fewer and fewer oxygen indoor.

Chang Yi, who had been sitting, tasted his ears and suddenly stood up.

Find a long wooden stick from the corner, and go straight to the upper stairs.

The sound of footsteps woke up the wind, and the wind was confused, and I saw Chang Yi a wooden stick.

This is what they use to burn the fire.

"Brother, what's the matter with you?"

Chang Yi often tasted his lips, and his eyes seemed to restore the previous light.

"Snow stopped!"

"What? Brother, are you hallucinations!" Shunfeng looked at Chang Yi in believe.

They have all given up the hope of surviving, and they all eat the meat, just waiting to die.

Chang Yi shook his head firmly, "The snow stopped!"

Speaking, he walked towards the top observation room.

"Get up, my elder brother is crazy!" Shunfeng hurriedly shouted a few people who were asleep next to him.

"What's wrong?"

"Brother said that the snow stopped, the elder brother was crazy!"

"How is it possible, we have been buried, even if the snow stops!"

"No!"

Nanshan's eyes suddenly brightened. "Three hours, if the elder brother said that the real snow stopped, then we still have the hope of surviving."

"How is it possible, we are all buried, how can we live?" Biaozi asked.

Nanshan carefully said: "The snow stops, the thickness of the snow will not increase, but it will fall down under the influence of gravity! The top is only buried three hours ago!"

"In other words, the snow buried above us is less than half a meter. It is only half a meter. Within a few hours, the snow will collapse."

"Yes!" Liu Guodong's eyes lighted up.

"The key is how the elder brother knows that the storm is stopped?" Liu Guodong frowned and continued.

"Have you forgotten? The big brother's hearing has always been very good. I still remember that when I was in Anyang, my brother heard a zombie," Biaozi said excitedly.

Shunfeng thought for a moment, and looked at Chang Yi who came to the steps.

"So, the elder brother holds the wooden stick, just want to test, is the snow outside really stop?"

"That's it."

"Go away!"

Everyone hurriedly ran towards Changyi.

Blizzard stopped, they could live!

Blizzard did not stop, they could only continue to wait for death!

(Seeking a monthly ticket)