[Apocalypse + Natural Disasters + Space + Hoarding + Refreshing Text + Strong Female Lead]
In her previous life, Jiang Yan's mother was murdered by her stepfather under the pretext of cel...
Jiang Yan paused, "Huabao, go see who's here?"
As she spoke, she had already raised her hand to put all the items in the wooden house into the space.
"Hehehe!" Okay, Mom!
Huabao said, and "slid" out along the crack under the door.
It was around three o'clock in the afternoon. Although the wind and snow were strong, the light was good.
Jiang Yan naturally couldn't open the door to go out and reveal her whereabouts in advance.
Huabao climbed to the roof and took a long time to see who was coming.
It was a brand new red tracked snowmobile.
There was no obstruction in the open field, and it was still covered with powder snow. The car was also driving very fast, climbing up the slopes and bumps like riding the wind and waves, and blowing up bursts of snow wherever it went.
Behind the car, on the simple sled tied with dead branches, it seemed to be dragging a bunch of things.
What exactly it was, it couldn't be seen clearly.
"Ouch!" The strange screams continued, as if someone was being pulled out of the tendons and skinned.
Jiang Yan frowned slightly: "How many people are there?"
"Hehehe!" It seemed that there were four or five people, with hot weapons, and they didn't look like good people!
Having followed Jiang Yan for so long, and having watched many movies and TV shows with her brain, Hua Bao's ability to identify people has been growing day by day.
"Hehehe?" Mom, they are coming towards us, do we need to launch an attack?
"No, let's wait and see." Jiang Yan narrowed her eyes and said calmly.
Nowadays, people who can own a crawler snowmobile are not ordinary people.
It seems that the other party is likely to come to this wooden house to rest.
Maybe, they can find out some information, or not.
She has been alone in this deep mountain forest for too long, and she is a little isolated from the world.
Just thinking about this, Jiang Yan explained a few more words to Hua Bao, and then, when the other party's car was about to approach the wooden house, she flashed into the space in a second.
Those people are probably just stopping by, and they will leave soon, and she will come out then.
The speed of the snowmobile gradually slowed down when it approached the wooden house.
Hua Bao could see clearly that there were two people tied to the simple sled at the rear of the car, one man and one woman.
The two wore dirty cotton clothes, curled up with their eyes closed, and had no gloves on their hands, which were covered with red, swollen, and pus-oozing chilblains.
The skin on their faces was rough and cracked, and a thick layer of white frost had already formed on the brim of their hats and eyelashes.
"Ouch!" Another scream came.
Hua Bao swept the vines in the air, and his little eyes rolled around, and then he found that there was a rope tied in the middle of the sled behind the two people.
Looking along the rope, there seemed to be a white deer in the snow below?
The white deer was half-kneeling in the snow, with a pair of large and strange antlers on its head.
It was a bit like the elk that pulled Santa Claus' sleigh in the Western movies it had seen.
But this white deer was very large, almost catching up with an elephant.
"A snow-white elk?!" Jiang Yan in the space was surprised for a second when she heard Hua Bao's description.
This was the first time she heard of a normal animal after leeches, scorpions, bats, mice and other strange mutant animals.
It sounds very rare.
As for its huge size, it is probably due to mutation.
But all in all, it is good news that is exciting.
At this moment, Jiang Yan has returned to the apple cabin.
She was sitting on a chaise longue with a cup of coffee, drinking it slowly while listening to Hua Bao's real-time report.
"Hehehe!" No, it's just that its horns are like a deer, its head looks more like a horse, and its body is a bit like a donkey.
Jiang Yan narrowed her eyes and replied to Hua Bao:
"Then I know what it is. It's a reindeer, also known as a four-legged beast. Some places in the north of the country specially raised it before the end of the world."
While the two were talking in their minds, the red snowmobile had stopped in front of the wooden house.
The door opened.
Four burly middle-aged men jumped down one after another. They
carried backpacks on their backs and held various weapons in their hands.
There were crossbows, axes, and guns.
The square-faced man in the lead had a sturdy build, wore blue snow goggles, and held an AK47 with an extended magazine in his hand.
He glanced at the three people beside him and gestured to the wooden house, "Go in and take a look first, and check the surrounding area."
"Okay, Brother Da Ding!" The remaining three responded and walked onto the platform where the wooden house was in a well-trained manner.
The empty wooden house was clear at a glance, and there was nothing worth checking.
One of them turned back quickly:
"Brother Ding, it's an intact empty wooden house, very warm. It will take half a day to get back to the base, why don't we rest here temporarily tonight?"
"Okay. Move some supplies up." After the square-faced man made the arrangements, he pushed the snow goggles on his face to his forehead, turned around, and said to the back seat:
"Dr. Chu, it's safe here, you can get off the car."
Jiang Yan paused while sipping her coffee: "Dr. Chu?"
At the same time, the door of the back seat opened.
A tall but relatively thin man walked down.
The other party was about twenty years old and did not wear snow goggles.
He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and his exposed skin looked very white, and his every move was gentle and refined.
Although he looked very young, it could be seen that the square-faced man respected him very much.
The remaining three began to unload the goods from the car.
Dr. Chu and the square-faced man entered the wooden house one after another.
The two men shook off the snowflakes that fell on their bodies and glanced at the house at the same time.
"Well, Dr. Chu, this wooden house is nice. It seems that we are lucky today!" The square-faced man said in a flattering tone.
Dr. Chu did not reply. He raised his hand to push the frame of his glasses and took a sharp look at the window that had opened a little. He
immediately walked to a place on the ground with the mark of a brazier and squatted down.
He took off his gloves, touched the ground with his palms, and then stood up, with a somewhat gloomy tone:
"Ding Dayong, do you believe it? If we had come earlier, we might have met a living person."
"People?" Ding Dayong's eyes flashed with a trace of vigilance. He glanced at the wooden house again and asked, "What do you mean, Dr. Chu?"
"There are so many flaws, can't you see them at all?" Dr. Chu said, and sneered at his stupidity.
The former was choked by what he said, and his eyes widened, but he still suppressed his displeasure and anger.
"Brother Ding, where should we put these?" A man with rosacea asked while standing at the door, carrying a pile of foldable camping equipment.
His words just happened to break the awkward atmosphere in the room, but it was just like throwing a lit match into Ding Dayong's anger.
"Where else can we put them?! Is there a second choice in this room?!" Ding Dayong glared at him coldly and said in an unhappy tone.
The man with rosacea, who was inexplicably sprayed, dared not breathe and quickly put the equipment in his hand on the ground.
The man was about to turn around to carry the remaining supplies when he heard Dr. Chu suddenly say:
"It will take half a day to get back to the base. There is no need to keep those two people. Bring them in." (End of this chapter)