It's OK to push a few meters, but it's a joke to push dozens of meters.
In such a place, it's difficult for a person to walk, even if he is riding one with another. It's hard to drag such a heavy object.
Because, there is no rope chain can be towed away.
You can only ride one by one.
"All right, I'll wait for you. Remember, one hand pays for the money, and the other hand pays for the motorcycle."
"I see." Luo Feng stares at this person again, turns around and goes to ask for help. Finally, he doesn't come out in vain.
If you don't look for it, I don't know if there is anything so useful.
With this snowmobile, just put Li Lingye between two people, protect him a few more layers, and go out as fast as you can. It's only two hours at most. It's much faster than walking for two days.
This is the most ideal means of transportation.
Luofeng returns to Mo Qifan's container and knocks.
The door opened. It was opened by a group of friends. Luo Feng didn't toss in any more. He said directly, "come out and ride a snowmobile with me."
"Are there snowmobiles here?"
"Yes, come out. I'll wait for you."
A few minutes later, the man came out, "rent it?"
"If we rent, the other party will ride out with us. They only have two cars. We can leave together only if we have two back and forth, so I bought it."
"How much is it?"
"Ten million."
"It's not expensive. It's really cheap. It's too cheap."
"Not RMB." Luo Feng can't help pushing this man.
If it's 10 million RMB, he thinks it's cheap.
But it's not.
"Ten million dollars?"
"No, guess again."
"Don't tell me it's the euro."
"Congratulations, you're finally right. It's the euro."
"My God, that's too expensive." From the previous saying is not expensive, to the moment of shouting expensive, to hear the euro, everyone will be scared silly.
In the outside world, a good Rolls Royce is only 20 million to 30 million, and here a motorcycle is only 30 million, which is almost impossible to compare.
After all, compared with Rolls Royce, motorcycles are one in the sky and one in the ground. There is no comparability at all.
"I want to leave as soon as possible."
"Well, Luo Feng, you can decide." Li Lingye is in a coma. Naturally, Luo Feng decides everything for them.
I soon paid for the motorcycle.
However, after only a few steps, Luofeng stopped and turned to see the man, "is there any equipment for riding a motorcycle here?"
Otherwise, their special down jacket for walking would shiver with cold after riding a few meters.
It's too cold.
"Yes, a set of 200 euro."
"Why don't you rob it?" At this moment, without waiting for Luo Feng to open his mouth, his companion opened his mouth.
Two hundred euros is not a small amount.
"It's up to you whether you want it or not."
"Luofeng, it's too expensive."
"Yes, seven sets."
"Well, you decide."
So when the snowmobiles rode back, they also carried seven sets of special equipment for motorcycles.
Otherwise, more than two hours of journey, the same people are frozen.
Luofeng thinks it's worth it to exchange six hundred for one life.
At this time, we can't care so much.
If Li Lingye had just made the decision, he would not have hesitated at all.
It costs a lot of money to drive a special plane to a place like Antarctica, which is several times more than two snowmobiles and their equipment.
At the thought of this, Luo Feng felt that his decision was right.
Snowmobiles majestically stop outside the container, Luo Feng and his partner go in.
"How's it going?"
"I bought two snowmobiles. When the sun comes out tomorrow, we'll start." Luofeng has made a decision.
"How long will the whole journey take?"
"About two hours."
"Seven people going out together?"
"A snowmobile can carry up to three people, but the skinny four squeeze into one. Let's make do with it and go out together." That's what Luofeng thought when he bought a snowmobile.
Those who come together should also go together.
"I'm with Ling Ye." Bai Xianxian turns her head. She wants to be with Li Lingye in life and death.
"I'm with Xianxian." Mo Qifan naturally said that he didn't want to.
"I'll ride it. We'll have a motorcycle for four." Luo Feng looks at Bai Xianxian and Mo Qifan. They are not fat, and so is Li Lingye. All of them have the most standard figure, and none of them is fat. If you look at the other three, you feel that their combined weight is lighter than those three.
Because, the white fiber itself does not have much weight, thin body shape, 45 kg at most.
So, it's reasonable.
The important thing is that Bai Xianxian is inseparable from Li Lingye. Mo Qifan is inseparable from Bai Xianxian, and he must not be separated from Li Lingye.
One ring for one, that's the only way to decide.
The other three, you look at me, I look at you, obviously disliked.
However, they did not dare to have any complaints, "OK, that's settled." One of the openings was decided and arranged.
It was getting dark soon.
Mo Qifan cooked the noodles, ate a bowl of hot, people also warm a lot.
But the white fiber bowl has been put for a few minutes, not a bite.
She has no appetite.
Li Lingye is still awake.
If it wasn't for his normal face, she would have been worried.
This kind of Li Lingye is no different from Li Lingye who was lying on the hospital bed when he was first poisoned.
It's very worrying.
Looking at him, she had mixed feelings in her heart. It was clear that she wanted to kill him to avenge her mother. Now, when he was really dying, she was worried.
I don't want him to die.
There is no cure for her.
"Slim, eat something, so that you can have the strength and heat to leave tomorrow. Besides, it's not very warm here. You can't carry on without eating." Mo Qifan took up the white and delicate noodles and handed them to her. She didn't eat them. He was really worried.
White fiber turned to see a look, still steaming face, stretched out his hand to pull, "thank you, Dad."
Mo Qifan is right. She can't carry on without eating in such a cold day.
Even if she wants to die, she has to see with her own eyes that Li Lingye has left here and can survive before she dies.
Then we must carry on tomorrow.
Get him on the plane safely.
Just feeding the noodles in the mouth, no matter how fragrant they are, they don't know how delicious they are. They are totally for the sake of the body.
Seeing her eat, Mo Qifan is relieved, "slim, Ling ye will be OK." With him, he won't let Li Lingye do anything.
She has such a daughter. Li Lingye is half of his son. Even if he has something to do with himself, he won't let Li Lingye have an accident.
"Dad, tell me about mom." When her mother died, she was still very young, only six years old. In addition, no one mentioned her mother to her these years, so the memory of her mother has been a little fuzzy.