Chapter six hundred and eighty third can burn the soil
On the vast expanse of land, a gray blizzard covered everything, and black felt ribbons were flying in the strong wind. The flying snow covered the felt, but it was quickly blown away by the subsequent strong winds, over and over again.
What's even more terrifying is that there are sharp sand and stones mixed in the wind and snow.
Amid the wind speed of more than 30 meters per hour, the incredible power erupted from the sand and gravel can easily cut through the thin skin, leaving a not deep but white wound on it, and even more
The scary thing is that there are tens of thousands of such sand and gravel.
Bi Fang retracted his hand into the felt. After just a moment, he felt as if his hand had peeled off a layer of skin, leaving dense white marks on it.
A hundred years ago, groups of warriors set foot here, but fell one after another. Packs of wild wolves, ferocious land bears, and glacial crevasses hidden under the snow were nothing.
Harsh climate.
This is the most dangerous.
No one can save another person here. It is already very difficult to survive alone. It is so cold here that the blood can freeze into ice. Survival only depends on the flowing blood and the courage in the heart.
After losing courage, the adventurer's blood flow will slow down, and there will be nothing to maintain the body's temperature. Death will only happen sooner or later.
call.
Bi Fang didn't know how many times he had to adjust his breathing, but the muscles all over his body did begin to feel sore, and his body began to sweat.
Yes, in this temperature of minus 40 degrees, Fang is a little hot after all. Whether it is musk ox hide or sled dogs that naturally emit heat, the insulation effect of this confined space is excellent, not to mention that he is still
activity.
Another pile of dry snow was scooped out by the small shovel. As soon as it was stretched out, it was quickly blown away by the strong wind without shaking it off.
A semicircular pit gradually appeared under Bifang, greatly expanding the space and preventing him from being squeezed to death by the three silly dogs.
Obviously, in the harsh weather of blizzard and sandstorm, Bifang did not sit still and wait for death. He moved several sleds flat to expose the ground, and then began to dig holes, trying to dig out a shelter again and give this narrow
Expand the space.
Each dog is nearly the size of an adult. Although the musk ox is indeed large, four people under the fortress are too reluctant. However, after a while, Bifang felt a little breathless and had to start digging a hole. It took ten
After a few minutes, Bi Fang finally dug out a space where he could sit cross-legged and breathe freely.
Fugui and Wangcai next to them were very smart, and with a little space for movement, they were busy helping Bifang start digging holes. It has to be said that as dogs, they are indeed talented at digging holes, and soon they will only be able to cross their legs.
The hole in which he sat was dug enough for him to kneel down on one knee.
Only Goudan has no consciousness of digging holes. Perhaps as the "lead dog", it feels that it should not do this kind of work. It buries its head in the ground and looks at the outside world through a crack, missing the fact that it doesn't know where it fell.
Where is the horned helmet?
After a while, I seemed to feel a little embarrassed about not doing anything.
Goudan squatted in the pit, raised his right leg to his neck, kicked it hard, and finally smelled his private parts. Then he looked around again, stood up and walked back and forth. As if he had finally made up his mind, he suddenly squatted down.
Come down.
Bi Fang's face darkened, and he immediately understood what this guy was going to do.
[Fuck, this is...]
【Oh my God, is this starting?】
【It seems that you really ate too much.】
Sure enough, after a while of exerting force, something dark and dark suddenly fell from under Goudan's butt. It was quite a big lump.
A faint stench filled the narrow space, and Fugui and Wangcai immediately stopped and covered their noses.
Bi Fang: "..."
The duration of the snowstorm is measured in days. Although I know that this situation is inevitable, I still feel very unhappy!
After eating so much, coupled with the short esophagus of dogs and fast digestion, it doesn't take long for diarrhea to occur.
Bi Fang pinched the back of Goudan's neck, bent his middle finger, gave it a violent shudder, then pinched its nose and covered the big lump with snow.
Dry snow can play the same role as briquettes, masking the smell and clinging to it to form clumps, making it less disgusting and more convenient to shovel.
[This is how raising a dog is, you just get used to it (dog head)]
[I’m an old shit shovel.]
[I will gradually become more proficient]
The audience laughed mercilessly, and Bi Fang slapped his forehead. It was okay now, as long as he didn't do it like this when he got up at night.
However, going to the toilet is indeed a problem. Everyone has physiological needs such as eating, drinking and defecation. Under normal circumstances, these are relatively easy to solve, but in this extreme environment, physiological needs such as going to the toilet are much more difficult.
"Inuit houses usually don't have toilets, so they have to go outside to solve the problem. The temperature outside is much lower than inside the house. If it's summer, it's okay. The temperature is relatively low.
Mild, but in winter, the temperature can drop very low. Therefore, they have to be as quick as possible when going to the toilet, otherwise they may get frostbite."
"This is probably one of the most difficult things to do in polar survival, right?"
Bi Fang chatted while shoveling the snow. After digging nearly one and a half meters, the thick layer of snow was finally dug through, exposing the frozen ground.
But even after digging to the ground, the space began to feel a little small. Thinking that he might be here for the next few days, Bi Fang continued digging.
Wangcai and Fugui also worked very hard, but after digging half a meter of soil, the color of the frozen soil suddenly changed. Bi Fang stopped, grabbed a handful of frozen soil on the ground, and rubbed it carefully.
Bifang looked shocked when he realized that the light brown soil, which was like ice ballast, slipped from his fingertips.
The color and texture and smell...
"This is... peat soil!?"
【quagmire soil?】
【Is there any difference? 】
Most viewers have never heard of it and don't know what it is.
"Haha, time comes and turns!"
The audience was not clear about it, but Bi Fang understood it very well. He was a little excited. He quickly jumped out of the wood and fire-making tools in his backpack, made a fire and gave a brief introduction at the same time.
"Peat soil refers to the soil in some river and lake sedimentary low plains and mountain valleys. Due to long-term water accumulation and dense aquatic vegetation, under anoxic conditions, a large amount of incompletely decomposed plant residues accumulate and form a peat layer."
Bi Fang explained a lot, but the audience didn't understand it very clearly. They still didn't know what this thing was used for.
【Um, can it be eaten?】
"Of course you can't eat it, it's just dirt."
【What's the use then?】
【Very fertile? Can it be used to grow vegetables?】
[Surviving in the Arctic for 100 days and growing vegetables, I think it’s okay (funny)]
"As long as the soil is dried, it can burn directly."