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Chapter 208 Burning Desert One

With his back against a rock, Xiong Jiandong slumped on the ice and closed his heavy eyes.

He was extremely tired.

Ever since we left the Snow Mountain Wangmuchi Taoist Temple in the morning, we have traveled through deserts and steep ice walls all the way, followed by intense and cruel battles, so we have never had a good rest.

He didn't know how long he had been napping in a daze, but the shoulder that was scratched by a dagger during the fight with Tuhan last night would emit a series of stinging pains from time to time, causing him to wake up involuntarily.

But when he opened his eyes, Xiong Jiandong suddenly felt like his body was not in his clothes, and his head seemed to be not his own.

Immediately, he felt horrified.

This is obviously because sleeping in the iceberg, the cold air invades the muscles and bones, and the body is becoming numb and stiff.

Sure enough, when he wanted to straighten his bent knees and get up from the ice, he suddenly felt that his legs and feet were a little out of control.

Numbness and heaviness of your feet are a sign of frostbite.

Xiong Jiandong thought of the devil-like intensive training at Xishan No. 19. The instructor once said in the required course: When you fall asleep in the ice and snow in the wild, the body surface temperature can easily be swept away by the cold air unconsciously. This is the key to survival in the wild.

Big taboo.

If the pain in his shoulder hadn't woken him up, if he had continued to lie there for a while, he would have completely lost consciousness and gone into shock, until he turned into a zombie on Bald Eagle Ridge, completely buried by the heavy snow.

Then there is no doubt that Xiong Jiandong, like the deceased scout Tizigul, will really no longer be known to the world from now on.

I moved my limbs vigorously, but fortunately I could still feel normal in both shoulders.

I have to get up and move around to avoid freezing here.

So he ignored the pain on his right shoulder, used all his strength with both hands to cling to the rock behind him, and finally stood up straight.

Xiong Jiandong looked at the time. It was already past five o'clock in the morning, and the temperature was the coldest of the day.

The special military watch worn by each member of the Oriole Action Team can not only electronically ignite, LED short-range lighting at night, and take photos, but also has the usual compass functions. It just lacks calling, signal reception, and network communication.

Obviously, compared with the advanced configuration of agents in developed countries in Europe and the United States, there are still some deep technical performance deficiencies.

After identifying the direction to the east, Xiong Jiandong immediately moved down the mountain and forced himself not to stop even a step. Even if the speed became very slow, he could not stop his body movements on the iceberg.

Because walking is the only way to maintain body temperature.

When the warm sunshine reflected the peaks of the Kunlun Mountains and drifted down along the western border, Xiong Jiandong finally walked back to the foot of the iceberg and saw the edge of a large poplar forest not far away.

He carefully observed where he was at this time.

Although we groped our way eastward from Bald Eagle Ridge late at night and crossed several ice-capped and snow-capped peaks, it was actually not too far from the route Tizigul guided us yesterday, with a gap of only one kilometer at most.

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After passing the Populus euphratica forest, there is an endless desert. At this time, we should still be a hundred or dozens of kilometers away from the Desert Inn.

Ideally, if you can hike in the desert at a speed of seven to eight kilometers per hour, if you can keep going now, you may be able to touch the Desert Inn by this time tomorrow.

It is very convenient to go back to the Snow Mountain Wangmuchi Taoist Temple from the Desert Inn.

Thinking of this, Xiong Jiandong couldn't help but gain the courage and confidence to survive.

But he soon thought that he must not cross the burning desert in the daytime sun and high temperature.

The best time is to set out in the evening. At this time, we can only recharge our batteries in this poplar forest.

So he chose a dry and soft sandy area and lay down with his back against a Populus euphratica tree. He planned to sleep well for a while and then calmly figure out his next plan after regaining his strength and energy.

Having left the iceberg and found himself in the relatively mild Populus euphratica forest, he no longer had to worry about his body getting frostbite. He just wanted to sleep as long as he could.

When the sun moved westward over the woods, Xiong Jiandong, who had been sleeping soundly for several hours, was suddenly awakened by patches of itching on his face. He pounced on it with his hand and immediately jumped up, completely sleepless.

Because he saw piles of small brown-green tree worms scattered in front of him, which looked like the disgusting white maggots in toilet feces, writhing and crawling around.

Looking back, I saw that the roots of the Populus euphratica tree behind me were covered with brown and green tree insects with circles of patterns. They looked like spring mites, stick insects, etc.

Like silkworm moths that have not yet grown wings after metamorphosis, they are long and short, and their round and round bodies are intertwined.

Not only on his face, hands, but also in the hair on his head, many of these unnamed tree worms were shaken out.

What made Xiong Jiandong even more horrified was that he had an obvious itching feeling on his neck and back. He stripped off all his clothes and saw many tree worms getting in.

After he had wiped away all the tree bugs all over his body, he put on his clothes again. However, at this time, the feeling of hunger that he had endured all night swept over him again.

When Xiong Jiandong and Hou Yiying were hiding in the ice cave last night, the two of them chewed a few compressed biscuits to replenish their strength before the big battle.

When going down the mountain at night, he would use the Prince's Sword to cut out pieces of ice and swallow it in his stomach, firstly to ward off the hunger in his stomach, and secondly to stimulate his nerves and prevent him from getting sleepy.

Right now, although I don't feel thirsty yet, how to fill my stomach is of top priority.

Besides, without the support of strong physical strength and energy, it seems impossible to endure hunger, hike across a desert nearly a hundred kilometers deep, and successfully arrive at the Desert Inn. Maybe you will collapse halfway due to exhaustion.

If you go down, you will never get up again.

Xiong Jiandong looked around and found that he could not find anything to satisfy his hunger in the empty Populus euphratica forest.

Unless, bark or leaves.

After being in a daze for a long time, his eyes finally fell on the brown and blue tree worms with patterns on the roots of the tree, twisted into groups.

“It’s time to give it a try and get a high-protein supplement!”

Xiong Jiandong comforted himself helplessly in his heart.

Unable to hesitate, and regardless of his nausea and fear, Xiong Jiandong pinched a handful of tree worms and stuffed them into his mouth, chewed them a few times and then spit them out. This was because he had to first check whether they were carrying

There is some kind of toxicity.

A bitter, sour, fishy taste lingered on the tip of the tongue. There was no numbness.

It stopped for more than half an hour and it was still the same.

And just now, these tree bugs crawled and stung my face, but they did not cause any obvious pain or discomfort.


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