Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 1747: Minus Thirty Degrees

Northwest base.

The sky was originally filled with yellow sand, and then it turned into flying snow.

The gray-yellow earth turned into a vast expanse of white.

It blends into the Qilian Snow Mountain in the distance.

Faced with the gradually increasing snow, the Northwest Base adopted a method similar to that used in Oil City, using gasoline to burn the snow, which melted the snow and condensed it into ice, thereby reducing the height of the snow pile.

The Northwest Base owns the Yumen Oilfield, which was the first oilfield base in the country before the end of the world. Even after so many years, its oil production is still astonishing.

Thanks to the powerful oil production of the Yumen Oilfield, the Northwest Base has never lacked oil energy until now.

With oil, the vehicles and machinery at the Northwest Base can be used normally, and even in winter, the heating here is very stable.

The Northwest Base did not make much preparation for this icy disaster, because before the end of the world, the winter temperature here could reach minus 20 to 30 degrees Celsius.

Heating is available throughout the entire city, and heating has already been available in the Northwest Base.

It was not difficult for them to withstand this cold and icy disaster.

In addition, due to the continuous blizzard, there were already very few zombies in the surrounding area, and in the past ten days or so, they didn't see a single zombie.

just.

Ever since the situation on Ma Laoliu's side was discovered half a month ago, Ma Laoliu has been out of contact. To be precise, all communications in the entire Wuyuan Mountain have been cut off.

I don't know what happened to them.

Before this blizzard came, the Northwest Detachment discovered some strange zombies in the two branch bases of Jinchang and Weiwu. Later investigation revealed that these zombies were related to Ma Laoliu from Wuyuan Mountain.

After all, Ma Laoliu is guarding the gateway to the northwest. So many zombies have poured into the northwest, it must be because Ma Laoliu did not guard it well.

The boss personally issued an order, asking Ma Laoliu and Hu Tian to go to the Northwest Base to report, but the two did not go there. Ma Laoliu even unilaterally cut off contact with the Northwest Base.

The boss was so angry that he planned to send someone to deal with Ma Laoliu.

But who would have thought that a blizzard would come suddenly.

It was such a severe blizzard, and the distance from the Northwest Base to Wuyuan Mountain was 800 kilometers, which was very far, and they didn't know how long the blizzard would last, so they stopped sending people there.

This blizzard lasted for more than ten days.

There was no news from Ma Laoliu, but the appearance of strange zombies made the boss a little worried.

Ma Laoliu's position is very important, and he shoulders the important responsibility of blocking the zombies in the east.

Although the zombies coming from the east need to pass through four sub-bases to reach the northwest base, all four sub-bases are very important.

Especially the farm in Zhang Y City, which is an important granary base in the northwest, supplying more than 70% of the food to their northwest forces.

If something goes wrong there, it will be a big trouble.

The boss has been worried about this matter for some time, but there was a heavy snowstorm and he couldn't contact Wuyuan Mountain, so he could only sit there and worry.

Northwest base.

There were people clearing snow everywhere, above and below the walls.

The iron shed on the top of their tanks and armored vehicles collapsed a few days ago because the snow was too thick and not cleared in time. Since then, they have been more active in clearing the snow.

Vehicles cannot be covered or buried by snow. Once the weather gets warmer and the snow melts, the car will become a water-soaked car and the electronic components inside will be damaged, leading to short circuits and other problems.

During this snowstorm, whether it was the Dazhangshu Base, the Northwest Base, or the small bases scattered everywhere, their core job was to clear the snow.

Thirty kilometers away from Wuyuan Mountain is Shifogou National Forest Park.

On top of the mountain.

There were small houses and a van parked next to them.

With the house as the center, the space of hundreds of square meters is more than two meters lower than the snow piled up around it.

The house is sunken, as if it were built in a basin.

The house is the shortest, followed by the space of hundreds of meters around the house, and then the piled up snow.

A three-stage structure is presented.

The reason for this is that Feng Biao, who escaped from Wuyuan Mountain half a month ago, drove here, but it has been snowing for the past half month.

In order to prevent the snow from burying his house and car, he drove his car for half a day to flatten the snow around the house and clean the snow on the roof.

As time goes by, the compacted snow is getting higher and higher. The snow is even higher in places that have not been crushed by cars, resulting in a three-stage picture of medium, high and low.

"Aqiu~"

In the snow, Feng Biao sneezed and tied the chopped firewood with a rope and tied it tightly.

Then he pulled the rope with his shoulders and walked towards the house little by little.

He was on skis and moving very slowly because he was pulling firewood.

In the heavy snow, he walked in the blizzard, gritting his teeth.

Ten minutes later, he finally reached the depression in the middle of the snow.

He used his car to create a slope so that he could walk on it.

"Damn it! I have to compact the snow every day. If I don't compact the snow one day, I'm done for. Damn natural disaster!"

Feng Biao pulled the firewood into the house, sat down on the ground, and breathed heavily.

In the middle of the house, there was a tin barrel with a small flame burning on it.

Seeing that the firewood in the iron barrel was about to burn out, Feng Biao quickly chopped two pieces of firewood and threw them in.

There was snow on the firewood. When the flames came into contact with the snowy firewood, the snowflakes melted and fell into the fire, making a sizzling sound.

The room was filled with thick smoke.

"Cough cough cough-"

Feng Biao coughed violently and quickly dragged his tired body to open the window for ventilation.

The smoke brought tears to his eyes. After rubbing his eyes, he quickly ran to the tin bucket and took off his gloves tremblingly.

Both of his hands were covered with frostbite, and the pain made him grimaced.

it's too cold.

He sat by the tin barrel and warmed himself by the fire. After a few minutes, when there was less smoke in the room, he got up and closed two windows. The remaining window was only half closed.

When burning firewood in a room, it is always necessary to keep the room ventilated, otherwise it is easy to lack of oxygen.

After he warmed up a little, he looked at the van parked above, an extremely reluctant expression on his face.

He really didn't want to run away again.

But if he didn't go out to clear and compact the snow, with a snowstorm of this intensity, within a few days, the tires of his car would be covered with snow and he would no longer be able to start it.

After preparing himself mentally for a long time, he gritted his teeth and stood up, putting on the gloves that he had just dried next to the tin barrel, holding a shovel and a pile of firewood that had just been brought in.

Walked over to the van.

However, the snow has not been compacted for more than ten hours, and now the layer of snow under my feet is thirty to forty centimeters thick.

His entire calves were sunk into the snow.

He walked to the front of the truck with difficulty, took out a shovel and started clearing the snow next to the tires.

When the shoveling was almost done, he started to clear the snow under the truck's fuel tank and the oil pipeline.

The diesel inside was frozen and solidified, and the engine could not start at all. It could only be started by igniting and burning the diesel in the oil pipe.

At first he tried to burn the fuel tank, but later he found that it was useless to just burn the fuel tank because the diesel in the fuel pipeline was not thawed and the car could not start.

Diesel is not easy to burn.

Otherwise, if the gasoline tank is burned and ruptured, the entire car will be destroyed.

When the firewood was lit, thick smoke billowed. Because there was snow around, the firewood melted the snow underneath when it burned.

While thawing the diesel, he also climbed onto the car body and cleared the snow off it, an action he had repeated many times.

He would repeat it once or twice almost every day.

After burning for more than ten minutes, he opened the car door and got in. The car was still very cold.

He originally wanted to stay in the car, but if the vehicle was not started, it would be too cold inside and he couldn't stand the cold.

There was only so much diesel left, and he was reluctant to keep starting the vehicle and waste it.

Huff--

Huff--

Boom boom boom.

He lit it up immediately. After so many days, he had gained some experience in lighting a fire in such cold weather.

Don't even think about lighting a fire unless the firewood has been burning for more than ten minutes, and it also has to be burned in the right place.

He drove the van around the house in the middle as he did in the past, from a small circle to a big circle, and he also drove the van over the slope twice.

While driving, you can turn on the heater and the car will warm up quickly.

But he didn't stay long, as today's snow-crushing work was over.

He got out of the car reluctantly, closed the door, pulled out the shovel that was stuck in the ground, and returned to the small house.

close the door.

He exhaled white mist and walked towards the center with great difficulty.

Most of the firewood in the iron barrel had burned, so he quickly added two more pieces of firewood into it.

Sitting on the cushion, he took off his hat and gloves.

It was hung on a rack next to the tin barrel to bake.

Only when he took off his shoes, there was some pain on his face.

Taking a deep breath, he untied the laces on his boots and pulled his foot out with a ferocious expression.

"what!!"

He hugged his feet, rolled on the ground, and wailed in pain.

His right foot had been severely frostbitten, but he had no way to treat it, no medicine.

With trembling hands, he took off the other shoe.

Both feet have varying degrees of frostbite, and the temperature outside has now dropped to minus thirty degrees Celsius.

He goes out every day to collect firewood, clear snow, and drive a car to compact snow.

If he stays in this house, he may end up waiting for the snow to cover the entire house, and he will die in this house.

He actually didn't want to come to Shifogou Forest Park before. After leaving Wuyuan Mountain, he went to Lan City and originally planned to stay in the city.

After all, the possibility of finding supplies in the city is higher. Although it has been cleared countless times over the years, it is still easier to find things in the city compared to the mountains in a blizzard.

In addition, the city's concrete buildings make it easier to withstand snowstorms.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he parked his car outside a store, he was discovered by the zombies inside, and he hurriedly got into the car and ran away.

Later, he wanted to park his car in the basement. When he drove the car to the basement and turned on the headlights, he was shocked to find a large number of zombies in the garage.

Fortunately, he had good driving skills and was able to reverse the car out of the garage, otherwise he would have died in the garage.

After several unsuccessful attempts, he was reluctant to abandon the van, after all, there were still a lot of supplies and food in it.

In desperation, he had to leave the city and head to the mountains where there were fewer zombies.

And the Shifogou National Forest Park is the most suitable one.

In his opinion, in a blizzard, one should either hide in a building or in a high place.

This way it will not be easily buried by snow.

For example, in valleys, ravines, or low-lying buildings, snow can easily slide down to these places. Once covered by snow, people inside will either freeze to death or suffocate to death due to lack of oxygen.

He was quite happy when he arrived at the top of Shifogou Mountain because he felt he had found a very suitable place.

There are trees around, and you can cut wood and make fire to keep warm.

There was also a house where he could take shelter from the wind and snow.

In addition, the terrain here is relatively flat.

Unexpectedly.

This blizzard lasted for more than ten days.

He had never thought that a blizzard of this intensity could last for such a long time and there was no sign of it stopping at all.

Simply outrageous.

call--

He trembled, put his feet on the mat and moved closer to the tin barrel.

My feet were chapped and blood was oozing from the cracks in the wounds. Frostbite is very painful.

He felt severe pain in both his hands and feet.

After warming himself by the fire for a while, he took off his coat and put it beside to dry.

The two pairs of socks were emitting white smoke as they were roasted by the flames.

warm.

He leaned against a table behind him, his eyes full of despair.

This kind of hard life is more painful than killing him.

And this has to happen every day, and you have to walk through the two extremes of ice and fire every day.

Gulu gulu——

The snow in a small pot hanging above the tin barrel melted and boiled.

He struggled to get up and took out a bag from the bag next to him.

The content is potato starch, which is their staple food in Wuyuan Mountain.

In the past, the Northwest Base would also provide them with some food supplies, and the rest was grown by Wuyuan Mountain itself in the mountains.

The potato starch seemed to have gotten water in it and was frozen into lumps. He threw two small pieces into the iron pot.

Ugh.
His lips were cracked and he picked up a tin can next to the tin bucket.

On the burnt surface of the tin can, you can still vaguely see a few words: Milk Peanuts.
The snow in the tin can melted, he picked up the tin can and carefully drank a sip of hot water.

After taking a sip of hot water, he felt much better.

Looking at the snow outside, there was a daze in his eyes.

In order to escape, he opened the gate of Wuyuan Mountain, causing a large number of zombies outside to run in.

I guess Wuyuan Mountain is gone.

After all, there were wall-climbing zombies that got in, and there were so many ordinary zombies, plus the weather was so cold.

Even if Wuyuan Mountain could be held up, he would not dare to go back.

We can’t go to Wuyuan Mountain anymore.

He lost his support and his goal.

After the ice disaster, where should we go?
he does not know.

(Ask for monthly ticket)