Mu Sicheng lowered his head, rummaged through the thick, ten-year-old temperature records handed to him by the pile of white willows, and found the coldest point on August 10 the year before last.
The latitude and longitude of this point is clearly marked in the record, which is exactly where Bai Liu and the others are now.
Tang Da moved the radar detector to the ice, exhaled hot air, straightened up and turned to look at Bai Liu: "It's still the old rule, first detect and then drill?"
Bai Liu nodded.
After Tang moved the weighing hydraulic hammer to the ice surface, after carefully checking that there were no ice cracks nearby, he climbed into the helicopter and began to operate the instrument.
Liu Jiayi returned to the helicopter with him.
The wind was getting stronger here, and the wind almost had the power to sweep her flat, forcing her to return to the helicopter.
Liu Jiayi rested her hands on the driver's seat that Tang had opened, put her feet on her feet and tried to look at the radar screen on the dashboard.
The instrument scanned down layer by layer, and finally scanned a regular-shaped metal object at a distance of more than 1,000 meters. This discovery made her frown: "So deep? How long will it take to dig?" "
"It's conservatively estimated that the homework will last for six hours or more." Tang shuddered and rubbed his hands that were red from the cold when carrying the equipment, and said with a frown, "It's a bit troublesome, the temperature here is too low, we almost Even if individuals work in shifts, those who take a break have no way to keep warm, because the fuel is almost exhausted.”
"If you dig it forcibly, it will be very dangerous."
Liu Jiayi looked at the thermometer hanging by Tang's hand, raised her head and touched him: "But the temperature here is not very low now, it's only more than ten degrees below zero. Didn't you stay at the Taishan Station at minus five degrees before?" Have you worked safely in an environment with more than ten degrees, why is it more dangerous to work here?"
"Because the wind speed here is stronger." Tang Yu explained with a serious expression, "In Antarctica, wind is something colder than snow."
"The low temperature will only slowly take away the heat from people, but the high-speed wind will take away the body surface temperature of people faster. We have been exposed to this wind speed for work, and our imperfect equipment and heat preservation are very difficult. It is easy to be taken away by a large amount of heat by the strong wind, and be directly blown to death by the wind."
Tang shuddered to look at Bai Liu and the others who were stabilizing the equipment outside the helicopter.
Mu Sicheng and Mu Ke were so cold that their faces turned purple in just a few minutes, they kept lying on the snow surface and making slight movements to keep warm. Let's change them."
"But you can't last long under this kind of strong wind, and you will also be frozen like this." Liu Jiayi thought clearly and pointed out the crux of the matter, "Even if each of us takes turns to be frozen and forcibly dig out our hearts, we will freeze to death sooner or later. The main problem——because we don’t have supplies for warming up, isn’t the fuel already low?”
Liu Jiayi paused and paused, but still couldn't help saying:
"We don't need to die with Spade in this game for the time being. It's normal that we can't win him now. We can persuade Bai Liu to log out first."
"Whether it's the task of excavating a heart below 1,000 meters, or winning spades, it's a show of strength for us!!"
Liu Jiayi held onto the frame of the helicopter tightly, her eyes were red, and there were some faint tears inside. Her voice seemed a little weak in the wind and snow, just like a real helpless girl:
"Spades are really scary. I've seen Hearts play against him. She asked, "Am I sure I can save her from Spades? I didn't answer her at that time."
"But now I can tell you the answer. The answer is absolutely not. I am completely incapable of saving any of my teammates from Spades." Liu Jiayi suppressed sobbing for a while, her thin and white fingers gripping the frame of the helicopter , "...I don't want to see Spades kill Bai Liu, just like he threw [White Liu] into the strong acid pool before."
"He will definitely lose, and I can't save him."
Liu Jiayi burst into tears: "But I'm not sure I can persuade Bai Liu to leave the game, he trusts you even more, can you help me persuade him?"
Tang looked back at the girl who sincerely begged him with tears in her eyes, her expression was so fragile, he realized in a trance—this girl who in his memory was always bloody, cruel and extremely intelligent The witch is also afraid.
——The scene she saw at Edmond Station still frightened her.
Although the frightened girl hadn't shown anything since boarding the plane, she was so calm that she waited for Bai Liu to leave before trying to conspire with him.
Tang's stepping foot stopped slightly, and then continued to take a step outside, sinking deeply into the snow. He turned around to control the helicopter, looked up at Liu Jiayi by the door, The wind blew the stuffed animals around the brim of his hat.
Liu Jiayi was right, but Bai Liu was a tactician.
——This is an unquestionable identity.
"Are you questioning the tactician's decision?" Tang said in a deep voice.
Liu Jiayi bit her lower lip and stopped talking.
"Never question the tactician's decision-making." Tang Yu raised his head and looked directly at Liu Jiayi, "The moment he made a decision, he was already prepared to sacrifice his life for the victory--Bai Liu knows all this better than you s consequence."
"But for a tactician, winning the game is the most important thing, and all you, as his player, do is execute his decisions and win the game."
Liu Jiayi's voice became hoarse: "...Even for this victory, it doesn't matter if Bai Liu dies?"
Tang Dao calmly said, "Yes, it doesn't matter."
"Because that's what he wanted."
After Tang Daba finished speaking, he turned and left, leaving heavy footprints in the snow.
Liu Jiayi stood by the door and looked down at the footprints for a while, took a deep breath, wiped away the tears from her eyes, turned around and began to rummage through boxes and cabinets to find pictures and information.
She gritted her teeth and thought fiercely - just die, if you die, you must survive this disaster first, dig out your heart first.
Can't freeze to death here!
By the time Bai Liu and the others were beaten by Tang and came back with a drilling machine, Liu Jiayi had already skillfully set up a camp in the snow, and even took out the heating equipment to keep these people warm.
Mu Sicheng was shivering while holding a cup of hot water, and the words he said were trembling with cold waves: "Damn~ah~ too~~it's cold~!"
Liu Jiayi handed Bai Liu a plush blanket, and Bai Liu took it and wiped her icy hair: "Thank you."
"The fuel is almost running out." Liu Jiayi calmly began to describe the objective dilemma after the group of people recovered, "Because there is still enough fuel for the helicopter to fly, and we don't have enough fuel for six." hour."
Bai Liu just thought about it for a while, and then came up with a solution: "Are there other observation stations nearby? We can go and search for a map to see if there is any fuel and supplies to replenish."
"Yes, that's right, I thought so too." Liu Jiayi took out a map and placed it between her and Bai Liu, "But I checked it carefully and only found one place where there might be material reserves .”
Liu Jiayi pointed to a sign of a wooden house on the map: "This is Scott's house. This is a cultural relic, which was left when the explorers came over in early 1912."
Mu Ke breathed on his palm while poking his head over: "But this kind of cultural relic building is still made of wood and is flammable. Will there be a lot of fuel reserves inside?"
"Yes." Liu Jiayi nodded affirmatively, "I flipped through Edmund's book, and there was a travel brochure in it, which contained a lot of introductions to this Scott house. Because this log cabin is still being maintained and renovated, and there are people living near it, so there are fuel reserves."
Bai Liu nodded: "It's not far from this point, we can walk directly to Scott's house to have a look."
He simply ordered: "Muke, Mu Sicheng, and Jiayi, you all go over with me, take away part of the fuel and supplies, and leave most of the rest to Captain Tang. He is cold-resistant and has the ability to pilot a helicopter. And he is more familiar with Antarctica, let him focus on drilling and excavation here."
"When we get there, we will call him a satellite phone. If there is gas, let him come to refuel. If not, let him continue to stand by."
Bai Liu looked around: "Is there anyone here?"
Mu Ke and Mu Sicheng: "No."
Liu Jiayi pursed her lips, but did not answer.
Bai Liu looked at her quietly.
Liu Jiayi raised her red eyes and looked at him for a while: "Do you really want to win spades?"
Bai Liu smiled: "That's great."
Although she had expected this answer, Liu Jiayi still couldn't help but want to scold him: "It doesn't matter if you die?"
Bai Liu stood up with a smile, he patted Liu Jiayi on the head, stretched out his thumb to wipe away the tears she was holding back, and hugged her gently: "—I promise I will win him before I die."
A group of people resigned from the fight, took sleds and snowball fights and headed towards Scott's house.
Scott's house is indeed not far away. After a short walk, the group can see this nostalgic building on the coast.
There was faint light in the wooden house, and there was a burst of warm heat, which gave a group of people who had trekked through the wind and snow a kind of refreshing warmth. Mu Sicheng was so comfortable that he couldn't help but soften his raised shoulder blades.
Bai Liu put the snowball fight aside, took off her sled shoes, took out her whip and walked into Scott's house.
Sitting on the creaking wooden bench was an old man. He was warming himself by the fireplace with half-closed eyes, dozing off with his arms folded in front of his stomach, his curly beard was shaking, and a pimple popped out of the corner of his mouth. It takes a series of sound sleeps to snore.
The sound of Bai Liu's footsteps entering the house and the cold wind breaking through the door woke him up. He opened his sleepy eyes and saw Bai Liu standing less than five meters in front of him.
He seemed very happy, and was not distressed by the unexpected guest's rebellion. Instead, he raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Look, what I found."
Edmund's smiling eyes fell on the whip in Bai Liu's hand: "——Another new customer who likes to use a whip."