When they got to the bottom of the mountain, Qiao Xuejun easily spotted the white fishing boat parked far ahead. They walked along the foot of the mountain for a long time and approached the location where the fishing boat was docked.
On the ice, a group of survivors were hammering on the ice with hammers and crowbars, a long distance in front of the bow.
This place is some distance from the shore, and the ice on the water surface is not very thick. It can be easily penetrated within a depth of 10 centimeters.
Qiao Xuejun took a look and found that there were about fifty meters left to completely open up this section of the ice road, and the Great White Shark could sail out.
Zhao Xian and Zhao Yun were both here. They were standing on the deck, with Zhao Yun holding a telescope. Although they were wearing masks to protect themselves from the cold, with only their eyes exposed, it was still possible to tell from their eyes and movements that they were discussing something important.
There was no time to take care of the team delivering meals.
Uncle Zhang saw this and shook his head, saying, "Our lord is like this. He is so busy with work that he doesn't care about anything else and doesn't even have time to eat. He can't even see us right now. We have to go and call him..."
But before he finished speaking, Zhao Xian and the other man looked over.
It looked like Zhao Xian was talking to Zhao Yun. His eyes swept over here and suddenly stopped. He turned around and saw Qiao Xuejun.
He came straight over here and got off the boat neatly and swiftly.
Zhao Yun followed closely behind: "Brother, wait for me."
"The meal is here. What do we want to eat today, Uncle Zhang?" After Zhao Yun came over, he greeted Uncle Zhang familiarly.
Uncle Zhang was surprised. What happened today? Was he really hungry? He came here very quickly. He was not so quick on weekdays.
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