Finally, he felt that the space was wide enough only about 20 meters away from his lower left corner, and the helicopter had a chance to lower it as much as possible.
He climbed to the top and gestured to them to indicate the position.
In the helicopter.
"Come on, I see the president gesturing to us." The excited voice of a man holding a telescope changed its tune.
"What does the president mean?" Lao Hei was on the plane. He couldn't see it. He had to be in a hurry.
"Let's move to the front left in his direction, between 20 and 30 meters." The speaker took the telescope and carefully traced the president's hand gestures to them.
"I think only that direction is right." Said old black. It seems that his judgment is right.
"Then what are you grinding about? Hurry over."
Old black starts to move.
"By the way, why didn't I see Miss Song?" The speaker looked around with a telescope.
"Maybe it was hidden by the president." The side of the casual should be a sentence.
"Hiding in the snow?"
"Looking for death, isn't it?" Gao Xin gave him a head of melon seeds.
Hiding in the snow, is it still alive?
"Ready." Old black shouts.
The door of the engine room was opened and a cold wind came in. Gao Xin grasped the steps and went down one by one. In less than three minutes, he reached the last quarter or two, and he gave the above one an OK gesture.
Then, the height of the helicopter gradually decreased. Gao Xin found the right position and jumped down without hesitation. Such a big man jumped down and was directly buried in the snow.
"Wow, what a big white bear." On the helicopter, when someone saw Gao Xin fall into the snow, he couldn't help laughing.
"Turn around, brother Xin will kill you."
Because of finding the president, the big guy's heavy heart can finally relax.
……
After Gao Xin got up from the snow, he even ignored the snow dregs on his body and rushed directly to Ji Zhengting's direction.
It's not hard for a young man to be 20 meters away from where he is.
"President..." Gao Xin saw that he was in a state of confusion, and his strong brows tightened tightly. He quickly took off his coat and handed it to him.
Ji Zhengting took over the thick down jacket, but he didn't put it on himself. Instead, he turned back to wrap the jacket around Song Qingcheng. After wrapping her up, she took another down jacket from Gao Xin and put it on.
Gao Xin takes out a hot water kettle from his arms and hands it to him. Ji Zhengting took a look at him and patted him heavily on the shoulder. The expression between men does not need too many sensational words, a look, a move, enough to replace everything.
He poured out a cup of hot water and tasted it himself. It was still very hot. Then he handed the kettle to Gao Xin. He turned back to song Qingcheng, squatted down, helped her up, put the cup to her mouth and gently fed her water.
Song Qingcheng had no consciousness and could not drink water. Ji Zhengting can only feed her with water in her mouth. Fortunately, she knows how to swallow it.
After drinking a cup of hot water and adding a big cotton padded jacket, song Qingcheng's face looked a little better.
Gao Xin took the kettle and poured it for him. Ji Zhengting drank it himself.
Finally found a little heat, feel much more relaxed.
"What's going on now." Ji Zhengting asked him.
"The best and fastest way is to leave with the helicopter. However, I am worried about Miss Song... " Gao Xin looks at the comatose song Qingcheng, worried that it will be difficult.
"What else?"
"There are people on the mountain, and ambulances are standing by. Let them take the stretcher down and let's carry Miss Song up. "
"No. You don't know what's going on in the mountains, and it's a waste of time. " Ji Zhengting directly vetoed this method. Now he must choose the fastest speed, otherwise he is worried that song Qingcheng will not be able to endure.
Ji Zhengting decided to wake up song Qingcheng. When she wakes up, it will be easier.
"Qing Cheng What's going on He patted her on the face. Song Qingcheng still didn't respond, her eyes closed tightly.
"Gao Xin, give me the water again." Ji Zhengting plans to give her more water to warm her body and wake up faster.
Gao Xin pours good water for him, and he feeds song Qingcheng to drink. Maybe he was too anxious to feed. Song Qingcheng was choked and coughed suddenly.
"Qing Cheng What's going on Ji Zhengting put the cup down and patted her on the back.
Song Qingcheng wakes up slowly. Consciousness was blank for a long time.
"How do you feel, Miss Song? Would you like something to eat first? " Gao Xin, like magic, has changed two packages of food from his arms.
Ji Zhengting gives him a look of praise, takes the food from his hand, and says to song Qingcheng who is still in a trance: "Qingcheng, get up and eat something."
Song Qingcheng looked at him, and then at the food in his hands, but her throat was still dry. She said, "I want to drink water.""Yes, drink water." Ji Zhengting quickly took the water for her, "be careful, don't choke."
Song Qingcheng Gulu drank another large glass, which made his throat feel more comfortable. Consciousness also slowly recovered.
They are still in the snow mountain, but Gao Xin is there again. And water, and food
It's obvious that they are really waiting for the rescue.
"How do you feel?" Ji Zhengting asked her.
Song Qingcheng nodded.
"The quickest way to get out of here now is to leave with the helicopter; but only if you stay awake. Can you do it? "
Song Qingcheng continued to nod, "I can."
"Well, we're ready to leave now." Ji Zhengting picked her up and said, "I'll catch the steps on the helicopter later. You have to hold me tightly. They will pull us up. Do you understand?"
Song Qingcheng and his eyes looked up at the sky. The helicopter above his head was still hovering. It seemed that he was waiting for them.
She nodded.
"Gao Xin, I'll take her up first and meet you later." Ji Zhengting said to Gao Xin.
"President, you've been hurt a lot. Why don't I?" Gao Xin is worried that he has to take care of Miss Song and himself, and his physical strength will not be able to support him.
"No!"
"Why don't you have something to eat first?" Song Qingcheng was also worried about him.
"Remember to hold me tight later." Ji Zhengting told her again and again. He is responsible for grasping the ladder, and may not be able to take care of her. If she makes any mistakes, he can't save her.
"I remember." Song Qingcheng knew what he was worried about.
Ji Zhengting will cut her hair, holding her small face, said happily: "I take you home."
Song Qingcheng's eyes turned red and nodded heavily.
Looking at them, Gao Xin had mixed feelings. After this escape from death, I hope that they can go on smoothly and safely.