But now the rainstorms have basically subsided and there has been no collapse.
The system interrupted quietly: "That's the mountain chosen by the heroine, how could it collapse?"
Qiao Xuejun turned her head and looked forward. The water surface was wide. After about ten miles, there was a row of continuous hills. No one lived on those hills because the conditions were too bad. When the flood was at its highest before, all those mountains were submerged.
Now they are beginning to emerge and form continuous patches.
After about four hours of sailing, the raft arrived at the foot of the mountains.
These mountains are connected in a continuous stretch blocking the view, and it takes time to go around them.
Zhao Xian stood up and ordered: "Dock and collect the boats. Cross the mountain."
So the rafts stopped at the shore, and the soldiers deflated them, disassembled them, and put them away again, and began to cross the mountain range.
After that, we crossed the mountains again, climbed over three small hills, and saw the sea again.
Just follow the previous method, inflate the buoyancy bags, put them together to form a raft, and go to the sea.
We repeated this for three days, going up mountains and down the sea. When we encountered mountains, we would set up camp to rest, but we would continue on our way after less than 6 hours of rest.
There are not many mountains along the way, and they are all small hills.
By the fourth day, Qiao Xuejun felt a little overwhelmed. The weather was cold, and it was even colder on the sea. She had to run all the way to the shore. She had a more concrete understanding of Zhao Xian's special forces background. This was not something that most people could endure.
She took out a small tomato from her pocket and quietly put it into her mouth, using the sour taste of the wild tomato to wake herself up, stimulate her brain, and cheer herself up to continue walking.
This time they climbed a relatively large mountain range, which was a hundred miles away from the Hongmei Mountain Range.
Zhao Yun walked in front of Qiao Xuejun, holding a marching flashlight in his hand, which provided plenty of light. "Although this mountain doesn't look as big as our Hongmei Mountain Range, it's not small either. I wonder if there are any survivors."
Zhao Xian looked around and at the traces on the ground, and calmly judged: "There is someone."
Zhao Yun: "Is it really possible to survive? This place was one of our alternatives at the time. But we gave up later because of the surrounding environment. It wasn't big enough to expand."
Zhao Xian looked at the surrounding terrain again.
This place is not far from the survivors' settlement here, and the mutant creatures around are under control, so it is relatively safe. It is also hidden.
He ordered: "Set up camp here and rest for 6 hours."
They had been traveling for nearly 18 hours straight, and they could still bear it, but Qiao Xuejun was already very tired.
Besides, there is the sea beyond this mountain. It is easy to get hypothermia if you sleep on the sea, and there will be no chance for a proper rest.
The soldiers began to set up camp tents on the spot, built a campfire and started a fire.
Zhao Xian was discussing the next marching pace with the soldiers. When he finished speaking, he turned around and saw Qiao Xuejun sitting next to the rocks of the campfire. She was still carrying her backpack, but her head was nodding, and she was about to fall asleep.
After Zhao Xian finished his instructions, he quickly walked forward and held up Qiao Xuejun's head which was nodding like a chicken pecking at rice.
Looking at the forehead resting against his palm, it was just fixed there, motionless.
Zhao Xian smiled silently.
I haven't woken up yet. How tired I must be.
Qiao Xuejun's forehead was pressed against his palm. Perhaps because it was cold, or perhaps because his hands were too hot, her forehead felt slightly cool, and the touch was very delicate and soft. Her presence was very distinct, completely different from that of other people.
Zhao Xian was silent.
He wanted to wake her up, but he didn't say anything.
Finally, he whispered, almost inaudibly, "Teacher Qiao? The tent is ready. Let's go to sleep in it?"
"Why don't you answer? I got you in?"
Of course, there was still no answer.
Zhao Xian took immediate action and picked the man up from the rock and walked towards the tent he had already set up.
Of course, Qiao Xuejun woke up as soon as I picked her up.
She struggled to half open her eyes.
As soon as she heard Zhao Xian say that they could rest, she helped the soldiers build a campfire and fell asleep beside it.
In this weather, I feel drowsy and sleepy whenever I get close to a warm fire.
She opened her eyes and realized what was going on.
Zhao Xian lifted her up!
The uneasy feeling of having her feet off the ground made her subconsciously grab Zhao Xian's collar: "Zhao Xian! Why are you lifting me up!"
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