On the snowy field, Erha, wearing a horn helmet, was jumping around.
The huge horn helmet covered Goudan's entire head, and there was even a big gap. It wobbled when he walked, but Goudan was not worried and was still very happy. He felt that this was his trophy.
Goudan stuck out his tongue and licked the horned helmet, feeling happy inside.
These days are so wonderful.
Goudan no longer remembers when he came out. He has no sense of time in his mind, but he knows that it has been a long, long time since he last had a full meal.
In this endless, desolate and snow-capped Greenland, the three sled dogs are undoubtedly small. Looking around, everything is covered with snow. How can there be any food?
Occasionally, if you are lucky, you may be able to catch a stupid flying bird, but you may not succeed every time.
A few days ago, a cold and violent snowstorm came again. Hungry and cold, they had to continue to set off to fend for themselves, but they did not expect that under their "leadership", they actually found humans.
I am indeed a born “alpha dog”!
"Lazy again."
Bi Fang kicked Goudan on the buttocks, almost knocking off the horned helmet on Erha's head.
After being kicked, Goudan started working hard again. He wore a helmet and braved the wind and snow with the other two dogs.
The horn helmet is very huge. Viewed from the front, it is almost the size of an adult man's chest, so it is very funny to wear it on Erha's head.
Originally, Bi Fang didn't want to take such a heavy thing, but after thinking about it, he felt that it would be a pity to throw it away. After all, it was a very rare trophy. In order to collect it for decoration, Bi Fang still didn't want to throw it away.
"Huh, let's take a rest."
I spent most of last night packing away the loot and barely slept, and now I feel tired.
Bi Fang sat on the ground and called the three fools to stop the sled. It must be said that they were really good at pulling the sled and were quite powerful.
If Bi Fang was alone, he would definitely have to give up some items and limit the weight to less than 100 kilograms. It would be impossible for him to carry almost everything he could carry like now.
The three idiots who stopped were so tired that they stuck out their tongues and didn't even lean against each other for warmth. It seemed that they were indeed exhausted.
I drank some water and ate some meat.
Bi Fang turned around and checked the sled. It was a temporary one he made and was only fixed with ropes. There were six sled boards at the bottom, connected two by two, and finally fixed together with ropes, which was not necessarily strong.
On this simple sled is dismembered musk ox meat, which is hard due to freezing and does not look so bloody. What's more, it is also covered with a square piece of musk ox skin and tied with a rope.
Tie it up carefully, you won't know what's underneath until you open it.
Although it will inevitably be stained with the smell of blood in the end, as long as the tanning is successful, the leather can be washed and will not change back to its original state.
The musk ox hide itself is not rectangular, so Bi Fang cut off the excess scraps and made a small vest for the three silly dogs. He tied it with a rope and tied it tightly. Although it was not beautiful, it was quite strong.
Seemingly feeling the warmth-keeping effect of musk ox leather, San Sha didn't resist wearing clothes at all.
After resting for a while, Bi Fang whistled, and one person and three dogs once again acted as hard laborers.
[It smells like a laborer]
【Trackers on Greenland】
[Although, I always feel that this combination is a bit outrageous]
"It's very windy today, so you have to be careful when choosing the direction. Fortunately, because the musk ox runs slowly, we didn't actually leave the valley too far. I expect to be able to go back tomorrow afternoon, or the morning of the day after tomorrow."
Bi Fang made an estimate and thought it should be about the same.
The group activities of musk oxen are too irritating. If I didn't have to pull the sled myself, I might be able to go back today.
Thinking of this, Bi Fang couldn't wait. This 200 kilogram musk ox solved most of the winter crisis at once. As long as the food was stored well, at least for the first two months, there was no need to worry too much about the heat problem.
Coupled with the length of musk ox hide, which is more than 1.9 meters long, this can almost be made into a sleeping bag.
Bi Fang was a little excited when he thought that he could sleep in a warm blanket and not have to worry about food.
"Phew, the weather is getting colder and colder. At noon, the temperature may be minus 30 degrees."
Bi Fang pulled the long rope that ascended, and was about to take out the thermometer to check the temperature, but unexpectedly something blew his breath.
At first he thought it was dry snow, but unexpectedly the foreign object in his mouth showed no sign of melting and felt more like sand.
"Bah, what is that?"
The wind suddenly became stronger, and the fine sand, which was far rougher than snowflakes, hit Bifang's face under the strong wind, causing pain on his skin.
"Where did the sand come from?"
Bi Fang spat, but found that he couldn't spit it clean at all. As soon as he opened his mouth, sand would come up in the next second. He finally opened his eyes in the strong wind, but found that the wind and snow that had only slightly blocked his vision,
Suddenly it became thicker.
The sky suddenly became dark.
And further away, an obvious long dark dragon was rolling in.
Another snowstorm?
Bi Fang was surprised by the sudden darkness in the sky, but the next moment he keenly realized that something was wrong. If it was a snowstorm, what was in his mouth?
Sand, strong wind, wild dragon...
Bi Fang trembled and almost jumped up in shock: "Holy crap, sandstorm!"
【Sandstorm? How is it possible?】
[Old Fang, are you kidding me? There are still sandstorms here? 】
The audience was a little surprised and puzzled by this voice, and more of them were doubtful. From a normal person's perspective, how could a sandstorm occur in Greenland?
In the more than ten days since I came to the island, besides snow, is there anything else?
But when the audience looked into the distance, this confusion turned into shock, and the power of nature was revealed again.
The originally clear field of vision seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze, and the entire sky was dark and gray, accompanied by an extremely pungent smell of dust.
Bi Fang was sure that this was definitely not snow, but sand. This was a sandstorm!
No, it's more outrageous than a sandstorm.
Bi Fang looked up at the dark sky and swallowed.
This is a snowstorm plus a sandstorm!
Dark cirrus clouds swooped over from the north. In this high latitude area, the rainfall is less than that of the Sahara Desert. But once black cumulonimbus clouds appear, the sky will change instantly, and the snow will bury everything.
Sand and dust mixed with dry snow rolled in like a roaring dragon. The top of the dust was dozens of meters high. The area covered by clouds was pitch black, while the other half was pure white. The boundary line was as sharp as a blade.
－－－－－－Digression－－－－－
Please give me a monthly ticket and donate a new book by the way.
The book is called "I was a Guard in Britain" ~ steampunk + Cthulhu style, with some SCP elements...
The Pyrenean ibex was the first animal in the world to become extinct twice.