Chapter 881: There Are Wind Chimes in the South, and Hengmu in the North (One Hundred and Forty-Four)

In the dead of night, one was lying on the bed, the other was sitting on a chair, neither of them spoke.

The main reason was that Feng Ling ignored what Li Nanheng said. He came and went, but the man tried to save face and didn't say anything more, allowing her to continue sitting there.

As a result, in the middle of the night, Li Nanheng opened his eyes and saw Feng Ling who had been sitting there all this time. It seemed that he hadn't moved for a long time, and he guessed that he must have fallen asleep on the chair.

Li Nanheng got up, got out of bed, walked slowly over to the chair, looked down at Feng Ling who had closed her eyes and fell asleep for a while, and then looked at her heavy clothes and the big hat on her head. Ling's vigilance, if you carry her to the bed now, she will definitely wake up.

But looking at her sleeping position, even if she can sleep well, she will probably have a sore neck when she wakes up tomorrow morning.

Li Nanheng sighed, turned back to the bed and picked up the pillow, then came over, gently lifted her head forward, and then placed the soft pillow on the back of her neck and on the back of the chair, making sure she was lying on the back like this If you can sleep more comfortably, then let it go.

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Although Boss Li's arrival has brought them good food, the physical slack is finally over.

In the early morning of the next day, for the first group training after arriving at Rogers Pass, a group of people had red faces and red noses from the cold. The key point is that they were not allowed to wear winter clothes, including Feng Ling. Everyone was not allowed to wear them. According to Boss Li’s request, yes In order to prevent their physique from living in such a place for a long time and causing diseases in low temperature environments, they must strengthen their cold resistance training every day.

The requirement for training on the first day is just to take off the cold-proof clothing and stand in the wind and snow with the down jacket inside to pretend to be training. On the second day of training, you have to take off the down jacket until you can stand in the wind and snow for an hour wearing a vest.

This kind of bitter cold training like inhuman treatment has been done in every country's army. It's just that the XI base is located in a hotter place in Los Angeles. This training is still not in place.

What Boss Li meant was that, taking advantage of the "good" conditions in this place, it was just right for them to do cold-resistant training.

A group of people complained endlessly in their hearts, but they dared not say a word of complaint. After all, they had meat to eat with the boss.

After three full days of cold-resistant training, although at the beginning everyone knew that there were a lot of tears and snot, and thick frost formed on the eyelashes, but after only three days, when they walked out of the tent, they didn't even wear cold-proof clothes. There is no need to wear it, and I am no longer afraid of the cold like when I first came here.

After three days of training, Li Nanheng is not as devilish in this kind of place as he was in the base, so they can rest for two days.

Everyone took advantage of the two days of rest to still persist in finding the river and catching fish, especially Dabin lived in the north since he was a child, and the fish he said were caught in the river under the ice were caught The fish meat described is very thick and delicious, which has slandered this group of people. Anyway, there is nothing to do, so I still want to look for it.

Feng Ling didn't want to go at first, but Li Nanheng was dragged away by those seven people, and she was dragged away before leaving, because the boss had gone, and it wouldn't be the same if she didn't go, so I had to go out with a group of people to find Foraging in the river.

In fact, besides the glaciers, there are not a few rivers around Rogers Pass, but they went in the wrong direction when they came down to search a few days ago. After finding the location, I began to study how to cut through the thick ice.

This ice layer is much thicker than the ice on the mountain. They don't have very professional tools to break the ice layer of the river, and the method of using salt to melt the ice is not particularly useful, and it is very time-consuming.

Fortunately, there were a lot of them, and people in twos and threes took turns to find a fixed place on the river to start digging. After about two hours, the thick ice layer was still cut open a lot. Lie on it and listen carefully. Hear the sound of the river below.

"Go on! Go on! We'll catch the fish soon!" San Pang was very excited, and when he heard the sound of water, he picked up the tool and stood on it to continue digging.

"Be careful, the ice layer near here has already cracked in several places because of our chiseling too hard. If you continue to smash down so hard, if this piece has not been smashed, other places suddenly crack, then It's dangerous." Someone reminded me.

"It's okay, the ice is so thick, it hasn't been smashed for a long time, if it can really be cracked so easily, we... ah—"

When Sanpang was speaking, his subordinates ruthlessly poked the tool into the ice hole again. The moment he finally poked it open, before he had time to get excited, suddenly, the piece under his feet showed signs of cracking. The ice layer also shook, and his fat body instantly fell into the cracked ice hole.

"Ah, ah, help—"

"careful--"

A group of people rushed over, but the moment they rushed over, they found that the surrounding ice layer showed signs of cracking. If everyone passed by, the whole piece of ice might fall off.

San Pang's body had already been immersed in the icy water, and he was holding on to the ice next to him with both hands and shouting for help. The moment a few people hesitated nearby for less than five seconds, San Pang's hand was crushed by the ice. Unable to hold on, he yelled in despair and slid his hand down.

"Three Fatty!" Seeing that it was too late, Feng Ling rushed over, but a person stepped forward even faster and grabbed San Fatty's hand.

"Ah ... ah ah ... boss ... the boss saves me!" The tears of the three fat frightened fell out, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the person who suddenly rushed over was Li Nanheng, and he suddenly cried like seeing the biggest savior. Voice: "Boss, I don't want to freeze to death here...boss...help me...ah..."

"Shut up!" Li Nanheng's face was ugly. San Pang's weight was simply unbearable for ordinary people, not to mention just relying on the strength of his wrist, he frowned, turned around and shouted to other people who rushed over: "Don't come here, people!" Too much ice here would crack open and pull me in the back."

"good!"

Feng Ling went with everyone and tugged at them from behind, but his eyes were fixed on Li Nanheng's wrist that was tugging on San Pang.

The ligament of his wrist was just strained less than half a month ago. The doctor specifically asked him whether he could exert strength for a short time, but now he is not only exerting strength, but is still pulling tightly under such circumstances. With San Pang's hand, San Pang's weight is almost two hundred and eighty catties!

Feng Ling's eyes trembled. Among the few people, she was the lightest in weight. It should be no problem to add her own weight to the ice layer. She let go of her hand and rushed over quickly!

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(I saw a lot of people on Weibo expecting Feng Ling to be bitten by a snake hahaha, in fact, I think the plot here in Xueshan is also very "rich", but my handwriting speed is too slow, and I haven't written what you want yet It’s up to you, blah blah!)