Under the ice and snow, the entire Oil City was covered in snow. From a distance, it looked like an ice city.
The blizzard buried the trees near Oil City, and even the river not far from Oil City froze.
Within the city.
In the factory building, the doors and windows were closed, and dozens of people were lying stretched out inside.
These people were all from the former Oil City. They did not follow Zhong Chuchu away, but chose to stay here.
It's not cold in the room, the radiator is always emitting heat.
It's just that there are a lot of people in the room and there are various smells, which are a bit unpleasant.
"Brother Ma, I boiled some water for you." A dark-faced man next to him said.
After hearing this, Marseille sat up and picked up an enamel cup from the ground.
Slippery——
Pour boiling hot water into the enamel cup.
"Huh..." Marseille sipped the water and let out a long sigh of relief.
"Chunfa, is it still snowing outside?" Marcelon asked.
The dark-skinned man nodded and said, "It's still going on. The next one is endless. I don't know when it will end."
Marcello stood up, picked up the enamel cup, put on a coat and slowly walked towards the window.
The window glass is tightly closed, and even the gaps are sealed with tape to try to ensure that the indoor heat does not escape.
There was no snow visible from the window, so he walked towards the door.
Squeak——
The door was opened, and cold air blew in.
Marcelloin shivered and walked out in the heat.
Close the door tightly.
He stood under the eaves. The snow outside was blocked by the eaves above, but some snowflakes were blown to his feet by the wind.
In the area near the door, people coming in and out opened the door to let the hot air out, which melted the snow on the ground and formed a water stain.
Masseilon shrugged his shoulders and curled up his neck as he looked at the falling snow, feeling a chill going directly to the top of his head.
Less than ten seconds after he came out, he who was a little groggy at first became much more awake.
"This snow is really heavy." Marcelloin's face was filled with memories.
He remembered that before the end of the world, he had a son who liked winter very much. Every winter, he liked to build snowmen and skate with him.
Recalling a picture from the past, he couldn't help but feel a little crazy.
It would be great if the zombies didn't break out.
If there were no zombies, Xiaolong would be twelve years old now.
He stood under the eaves for about five minutes before he couldn't hold it any longer.
It was too cold outside, so he just put on a coat when he ran out.
He hurriedly returned to the room and took out the bread from the package.
This noodle cake is produced at Da Zhangshu Base.
Mixed with flour, bran powder, vegetable roots, a little salt and cooking oil.
A piece of cake formed by machine compression.
It can be regarded as the compressed biscuits produced by the base itself.
He broke off a piece of the dough and threw it into the enamel cup, waiting for the enamel cup to slowly soften the dough.
He was already very satisfied to have this kind of food to eat.
Compared with the days when I was enslaved by the motorcycle gangs, it is hard to look back.
The wind roared outside the house, like a piece of cloth being torn, which made people feel heartbroken after hearing it.
Although the room is crowded, you don’t have to suffer from the cold.
Two buildings away from here is the dormitory of Xiao Jun and other combatants.
Xiao Jun huddled under the quilt and played with a ring finger given to him by Ma Yingxue.
It is said that they found this ring in the museum. At that time, only the emperor could own this ring.
But now is the end of the world. Before the end of the world, such a priceless finger was not as valuable as a hot meal.
But since it was given to him by Ma Yingxue and given other meanings, Xiao Jun did not dislike it.
He was off duty today. Although he didn't have to be exposed to the cold, it was really boring.
This snow scene is beautiful, but after watching it for so many days, no matter how beautiful it is, it will become boring.
So he got up from the bed, put on his shoes and clothes, and walked downstairs.
Come to the conference room.
He saw Ju Tianrui using a military radio there to make daily reports to the Da Zhangshu Base.
"It's okay. The diesel generator has been repaired and we have two spare ones. It's not a big problem."
"Okay, I understand."
"The snow is falling heavily now, so we have suspended helicopter patrols, and we haven't found anything unusual around us."
........
After Ju Tianrui finished his report, Ju Tianrui raised his head and looked at Xiao Jun and asked:
"What's wrong? What do you want from me?"
Xiao Jun shook his head and said: "It's okay, I've been sleeping for too long and I can't fall asleep now."
Ju Tianrui rolled his eyes at him and said, "Since it's okay, then you go find Marcelon and the others and deal with the water pipe problem together."
"Water pipe? What's wrong with the water pipe?" Xiao Jun asked doubtfully.
"It's freezing. You go find Marcellus and we can solve this problem together."
"Okay." Xiao Jun nodded, then put on his hat and faced the wind and snow.
.......
Southern paradise.
Within the city.
Chen Er stamped his feet, slapped the diesel generator, and said angrily to the person next to him:
"Hurry up and fix it! Hurry up and fix it. If it delays the indoor plants, don't come out!"
"Captain Chen, don't we still have four diesel generators? It will take time to repair them. The time you gave us is so short, it will be difficult for us to get there." A man holding a wrench said.
"You are reasonable. There are only six diesel generators in total. Please take good care of them. It has only been snowing for a few days and two diesel generators have broken down. Repair them quickly!" Chen Er said angrily.
The man holding the wrench had a gloomy expression and said to the two people behind him: "Repair it quickly and troubleshoot first..."
Chen Er watched them repair, sighed and then turned to the indoor plantation.
During the extremely hot weather some time ago, the plantations were always complaining about insufficient water.
Now it's snowing, and after the water supply is no longer a problem, we are now facing problems with heating and lighting.
Madman is the person in charge of agricultural planting and one of the founders of Southern Paradise. Chen Er cannot afford to offend him.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But luckily, I have cooperated with Oil City several times before and exchanged a lot of diesel and gasoline, which can be used to generate electricity.
Otherwise, they may have to find other ways to stay warm.
Last winter, they burned all the coal they had hoarded, and had no choice but to go out on a snowy day to cut down trees and light fires to keep warm.
Just thinking about it makes my balls hurt.
It was frozen.
After leaving the power plant, Chen Er came to the indoor plantation.
But as soon as he came in, he was seen by the madman.
"Chen Er, I have told you many times that the heating on the plantation side must be stable. I have just discussed with Mr. Hu to suspend the heating in other places in the base and ensure the plantation side first." The madman said.
road.
Chen Er was a little shocked: "Ah? Mr. Hu also suspended it?"
"He said it himself." Scar nodded.
Chen Erduo thought for a while and said: "Three hours, three hours to recover."
The madman pointed outside and continued to say to Chen Er:
"Well, you can figure it out yourself. Mr. Tiger should be on his way here now. He just told everyone to come to the plantation."
"Anyway, the heating of the underground plantation must be guaranteed. Everyone can get warm when they come in. Please organize it later to prevent them from stepping on these crops."
After hearing what the madman said, Chen Er felt that it made sense.
Although everyone has to squeeze together in this way, it can save a lot of electricity.
This way their fuel can last longer.
So he nodded and said: "I understand, I will make it clear to them when they come in later."
"Um."
.......
Only a wall separates them.
Outside the wall.
The roof of the shack is covered with snow.
Crash--
The snow suddenly collapsed the roof of the shed.
"Damn, Leng Leng Leng." A man wearing a shabby cotton jacket climbed up from the snowdrift.
"Cuihua, are you okay? Cuihua!" The man dug frantically into the snow with his hands. After digging several times, he found a woman with her eyes closed in the snow.
The woman's face was ashen and she was trembling as she tried to get up.
But the snow trapped her legs, so she couldn't get up.
The man quickly pulled her out, as hard as pulling out a carrot.
soon.
After he dragged the woman out, he patted the snow on her body.
He looked around and spotted the shack closest to them.
"Wangsheng, can we come in and take shelter? The shack we built collapsed."
A man's voice came from inside: "I told you a long time ago that the foundation must be laid firmly with wood. If you don't believe it, you won't be willing to come out to clean up the snow later.
My place is full and I can’t squeeze in any more, so you can go find the black dog.”
The man wearing a shabby cotton-padded jacket glared at this shack with hatred and thought to himself: What's so great about it.
Then he supported Cuihua and walked to another shack.
But after saying a few words, the black dog in the shack also rejected him.
The man in a shabby cotton-padded jacket was about to rush in and argue with him.
But Cuihua stopped him.
"Guisheng...I...let's put our shack up quickly...come on."
The woman's lips turned purple-black from the cold.
The man wearing a worn-out cotton-padded jacket felt a little regretful.
If I had known earlier I wouldn't have been lazy.
So he held Cuihua and walked to the collapsed shack.
Then I found a stick and dug out the tarps, blankets and other things that were buried under the snow.
"Cuihua, please sit here first." The man in a shabby cotton jacket said to the woman.
At the same time, a wooden stake was placed under the woman's buttocks.
The woman's body was covered with white snow, and she sat shivering on a wooden pile.
The man dug out a few more logs from the collapsed snow, and then put them together to form a relatively stable triangle.
Then put the tarp over it.
At this point, a simplest temporary shelter was built.
"Cuihua, you go here and take shelter first. I'll put the shack back in order later." The man in a worn-out cotton-padded jacket said to the woman.
"Okay~" Cuihua said tremblingly.
Then he slowly moved his body and moved to the temporary shelter.
At least there, there's no need to get wet in the snow.
The man cleared away all the snow. In just a moment, his eyebrows were covered with snow and his hands were so cold that they were cut open.
Unfortunately, he had to do it.
So with a knife and a shovel, we rebuilt the shack there.
Fortunately, the materials are still there, so there is no need to go outside to collect them temporarily.
So he can build it faster.
This time the area of the shack he built was half smaller than before, only four square meters.
Insert the wood into the dug soil, which took him the most time to dig.
It took half an hour.
After placing the wooden stakes and building the frame, he took out a tarp and covered it on top.
This time he built not a flat roof, but a spire.
In this case, you no longer have to worry about the possibility of the shed collapsing, but the space will be much smaller.
However, with such heavy snowfall, the smaller the space, the easier it is to keep warm.
As he perfected the construction, it was finally completed within an hour.
Then he supported Cuihua and entered the shack.
"Cuihua, what's wrong with you?" The man in a worn-out cotton-padded jacket shouted distressedly when he saw his woman twitching as if she was having epilepsy.
"Cuihua!"
"Cold, cold."
Cuihua's teeth were trembling up and down as she struggled to say such a word.
Guisheng quickly helped Cuihua to sit on a floor that was made of wood, covered with a layer of moisture-proof mat, and covered with a layer of cotton-padded jacket.
"Wait for me." The man hurriedly ran out of the shack.
Then take off the tarpaulin on the simple temporary shelter and cover it in the newly built shack.
I looked left and right and looked around.
Gritting his teeth, he ran to the outer trench and chopped off the arm of a dead zombie.
Holding this arm, he walked to the shack.
Then tear off a small piece of torn cotton wool, turn it into a match, and place it on a piece of wood.
There's a fire.
Then, he dropped the black pus on the zombie's arm into the flames drop by drop.
Stab!
The flame suddenly grew bigger.
Zombie bodies, especially dead zombies, contain a lot of decaying matter and are extremely easy to burn.
There is only one disadvantage, that is, the smell of burning is disgusting, and if you keep smelling it, it can easily make people suffer from black snot.
Although it won't turn people into zombies, seeing black stuff coming out of their noses is still scary.
He had no choice now and had to light the fire.
The wood was soaked and extremely difficult to light.
He can use his own tattered cotton wool for tinder, but there must be something that can burn.
And it will burn for a while.
He cut the entire zombie arm into pieces with a knife and burned it underneath.
Then he placed a few pieces of wet wood next to it, hoping to dry the wood in this way.
As the fire burned, the inside of the shack slowly became warmer.
He supported Cuihua and brought her close to the flame to warm her body.
slowly.
Cuihua stopped twitching, and her lips changed from purple to white.
It's just that the smell in the shack is extremely unpleasant, but it's better than freezing to death.
The man patted Cuihua's shoulder with his hand and comforted him: "It's okay. I'll bring in another zombie later. This zombie is easy to burn, but it's not as scary as they said."
"Yeah." Cuihua nodded.
In the firelight, looking at his man's face that was chapped by the cold, he said with some distress: "Thank you for taking care of me."
"What a stupid thing to say."
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(Please vote for me. Actually, I really want to write about the atmosphere of Monk Tang and his friends staying indoors when it snows all over the sky in Journey to the West.)
