Chapter 220 There is hope of sleeping together
Tungsten steel knife?
Rong Zhen walked over with a laugh and stomped on the so-called tungsten steel knife. The shiny blade instantly shattered into pieces.
Look at this, is it a tungsten steel knife?
The members of the vanguard team almost dropped their eyes when they saw this.
So it was just such a shabby knife that scared people who had twice as many people as them?
Fortunately, someone took the risk and led everyone to resist, otherwise they would have been so angry that they would have vomited blood after learning the truth.
Also, since the military team knew that the robbery team was holding a "tungsten steel knife", does that mean they were watching from the sidelines at the beginning?
Everyone who realized this immediately looked over with strange eyes.
The military captain didn't explain anything, confiscated the toy gun, and ordered the attackers to stop, "Stop beating them. Don't let anyone get killed."
"Then why don't you take this group of bad apples away and bring them to justice?" The members of the vanguard team really hope that those people will be arrested.
Unfortunately, they will be disappointed. The military team is here to execute orders, not to act as police or judges. So when encountering such things, they can deter, but it is not their responsibility.
The leader took the opportunity to ask, "You can tell us where they are and we will personally tie them up and send them to you."
Rong Zhen realized that he had ulterior motives and immediately agreed, "Yes, if we continue to let them out there to cause trouble, who knows what kind of trouble will arise."
The military captain gave them a long look. "It's not convenient now. A special rescue team will arrive after the cold wave passes. You just need to stay where you are and hold on for a while."
This was a disguised response to their inquiries.
The team leader was certain that rescue would come, and he felt like he had been injected with a shot of adrenaline in his heart. He immediately saluted to express his gratitude.
The military captain immediately returned the greeting and thanked him for his hard work.
The squad of soldiers then continued forward, disappearing into the increasingly dark icy fog.
It was getting late, and it was time for them to leave.
The dozen or so robbers were beaten half to death, especially the leader, who was not only beaten up by Zhu Yan, but also had several layers of his clothes stripped off, leaving him to freeze to death.
As for how to deal with them, everyone was at a loss.
"Just tie them up and throw them into a nearby house. Let them fend for themselves. Whether they survive or not depends on fate." Zhu Yan made a sinister suggestion.
The team leader, a retired soldier with a high sense of morality, felt that this was not a good idea and that they should at least take back their ropes as they would need them on the road.
The ropes that bound the dozen or so men were then withdrawn, and without wasting any time in throwing them into a nearby house, they were left where they were.
If they are lucky, they will survive. If they are unlucky, it is God's will and has nothing to do with them.
Rongzhen: ...Isn't this much different from what Zhu Yan proposed?
But he deserves it and doesn't deserve sympathy.
Then the sled was pulled again, and a stool leg fell out from under the tightly tied curtain cloth, hitting the unconscious leader of the robbery team in the face, waking him up.
Seeing this, Rong Zhen and his people ignored him, picked up the stool legs, lifted the curtain and stuffed it back.
The leader's eyes suddenly widened in disbelief, "You, you're pulling such a large cart, and it's just wood?"
The team member who ran over to pick up the stool leg rolled his eyes at him and said, "Yeah, what's the problem?"
The problem was serious, and the leader was gritting his teeth and regretting it deeply.
If he had known that they only harvested a cart of wood, he would have brought people to rob them. The harvest was not even enough to justify the hard work of coming out.
This group of people is the same. Why would he go to such lengths to deal with them just for a cart of wood? If he had surrendered earlier and not resisted, his people would have discovered it earlier and things wouldn't have developed to this point.
Until this time, he did not think that it was wrong for him to lead people to rob people on the road. The only mistake was that he chose the wrong target and mistook the iron-headed stubble for a fat sheep.
The team member tightened the curtain and tied it firmly, sneering, "Do you think wood is still as rare as it used to be? Look at the temperature now. Burnable things are only getting rarer and rarer, especially solid wood like this. A little bit of it will keep the fire burning for a long time."
It's not worth wasting his breath on something he doesn't know the value of.
After being tied up, the sled was on the road again. The team members stood on both sides, pulling a small homemade sled in their hands and on their backs, which were filled with the odds and ends they had found.
Seeing them walking away like this, those who were left behind were dumbfounded. They didn't expect them to actually do this.
Where is morality? Where is conscience?!
"Hey, you beat us so hard that we can't move, and you leave us here. We will freeze to death. You can't do this—"
No matter how shrill their cries were, Rong Zhen and his group went on without hesitation, and no one looked back.
The sky was dark, and a strong wind suddenly arose, carrying the icy mist everywhere and blowing over the place where those people were lying. The shouts gradually turned into insults, and became more and more angry, until there was no sound anymore.
Rong Zhen and others had already walked far away and were quickly rushing back along the ink line left behind.
Originally, the team leader wanted to let them go up to the No. 4 supply point to collect some more things when they passed by it, but because they were blocked on the road and robbed, they lost a lot of time. In order to prevent them from not being able to return to the building before dark, he had to give up that plan and encouraged everyone to focus on their journey and return safely first.
The sudden increase in speed was a bit too much for Rong Zhen to handle. Considering that they were returning along the same route and were familiar with the road conditions, she simply tied a few small sticks to her feet and slid forward.
I really can't lift my legs anymore, so let her take a break.
Zhu Yan followed suit, dragging his homemade sled in front and demonstrating to everyone.
Everyone immediately changed into their equipment and their speed increased again, but they were not as tired as before.
After rushing as fast as we could, we finally got back before dark. We were warmly welcomed by Boss Gu and other people who stayed behind, and were immediately served warm ginger sugar tea.
The truckload of timber they brought back was divided up among them, but Boss Gu didn't care. He listened attentively to the team leader's report, focusing on the several newly found supply points and the news that a rescue team would arrive after the cold wave.
The latter one was particularly exciting and kept everyone excited for a long time.
But before the rescue team arrives, they must first ensure that they can survive until the cold wave ends.
As a result, fuel has become a hot commodity.
The truckload of solid wood brought back by the pioneer team today instantly attracted everyone's attention.
Rongzhen and Zhuyan had already slipped away with their harvest. When they returned to their residence, they threw the wood in the corner of the living room, using it as a means of keeping warm.
For dinner, the two of them continued to eat hot pot, and they deliberately chose the kind with less clear soup flavor.
It’s not that they have to choose to eat it at this time, but it is more convenient to cook than other meals, and it is not easy to get frozen while eating. By the way, they can also use it to warm themselves by the fire, killing two birds with one stone.
With so many advantages, the small disadvantage of having the hot pot smell seems insignificant.
After the meal, Rongzhen was responsible for cleaning up the dishes and washing the pots and dishes with boiled ice water. The dirty water was poured into the泔水袋 and waited until it was frozen solid before throwing it in.
This is what they have been doing these days. They use cat litter to solve urgent problems, and then freeze it into blocks and throw it away with the bath water to ensure that the house is clean.
While she was busy with housework, Zhu Yan cleaned every place, opened a corner of the window for ventilation, and then sealed it again when he took a break.
He placed the knocked-off ice cubes in a bucket and took them out when needed. The water for both of them to wash and do housework came from it. Otherwise, the water they had stored in the space in the courtyard would not last long.
At midnight, the cold wave arrived as expected, and the temperature instantly dropped below the human survival line.
Zhu Yan lit all the stoves, turned the fire to the highest level, took out his sleeping bag and wrapped it outside the quilt, barely holding on until this wave of cold wave passed and kept his eyes open until dawn.
Rongzhen endured the same pain as him, and when the temperature rose, she finally couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell asleep.
They didn't go out that day because the door was completely frozen and sealed by a thick layer of ice.
If Zhu Yan had not pried open the window last night and could have broken through the blockade from that weak corner, they would have probably been frozen to death even if they had not suffocated to death in the room.
Heating requires a fire, and a fire requires air to burn, so they cannot allow the house to be completely frozen.
Through the corner of the pried-open window, you can see that the world outside is white and nothing can be seen. There is only the whistling cold wind blowing in from outside, which hurts your face even through the thermal mask.
Rong Zhen only stood there for a moment before a layer of ice formed on his mask, making it hard.
She immediately returned to the still warm fireplace and discussed the current situation and future plans with Zhu Yan.
It seems that I can’t go out again, and tomorrow will probably be even worse.
I don’t know what will happen to Boss Gu and his men. In this kind of weather and temperature, they can only move around indoors for a while. Maybe they will continue to dig deeper into the ice.
In any case, there are at least some supplies there, and everyone can find something to do so that they don't cause trouble when they are idle.
"With this temperature, what kind of trouble can happen?" Zhu Yan muttered as he took out a bottle of whiskey and poured himself a full glass. In less than a moment, his exposed eyebrows and eyes were covered with blushes.
Rong Zhen knew at a glance that he couldn't hold his liquor well, so she quickly asked, "Do you get drunk and act crazy?"
Zhu Yan curled up in his blanket and sleeping bag, shaking his head dazedly, "No, I just want to sleep."
Rong Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, "Then you go to sleep, I'll watch over the fire."
"It's cold, come here with me." Zhu Yan muttered and reached out to her like a spoiled child.
Rongzhen: “……?!”
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