Dozo America

It's really crazy to light a fire in the car. The driver was a little reluctant. To be honest, although it is an iron floor, the temperature will rise if the fire is heated, especially whether it will ignite the fuel tank. This is a big problem. But if not

If you light a fire, then everyone here will not be able to replenish the heat, and the final result will probably not be much better.

Miles urged, and the driver gritted his teeth and opened the last sunroof, and then a gust of cold wind came in, making everyone shiver involuntarily. Zhen Fan had already lit the fire.

Twenty minutes later, Miles got back in the car, cut the meat into pieces, used branches to make sharp skewers, and began to barbecue. Everyone gathered around to warm up. Such a small amount of fire made them all feel extremely warm.

Already.

Miles handed out meat skewers to the people at the front who were grilling the fire, and just held them on the fire for roasting. Zhen Fan didn't know what he took out of his pocket, and sprinkled it on his own meat skewers. Then

A strong fragrance emanated, and the rest of the people looked at Zhen Fan eagerly.

What he was holding and what was placed on the seat next to him were actually salt and spices. Several barbecue people were wondering, why does this man still carry these things with him when he goes out? No matter where the things come from, the key is that he needs them too.

Just a little is enough. So someone tried to smile at Zhen Fan and said, "I...can I use a little too?"

"Use it, use it, use it as you like!" Zhen Fan was very generous, so these spices were passed around to the guys who were doing the barbecue. The blood on the venison was wiped clean by Miles with snow, so it looked pretty good.

It's clean, and when the meat is grilled, the oil will spread out. The aroma can be smelled throughout the carriage.

The driver didn't complain about whether it was time to light a fire. Maybe the fuel tank was not so easily ignited? So he came over and got a long branch stick that Miles gave him. He inserted a large piece of deer into it.

He asked Zhen Fan for some salt and spices and started roasting the meat.

Meat-eating time is always very happy. Even the middle-aged man in a fur coat smiled flatteringly at Miles. He also praised the girl Helen Benson from time to time. Obviously, he thought Miles saw it.

Fuck her. If a deer is divided among eleven people, it will be a full meal.

, because it doesn’t take the usual time, even if it’s not roasted very well, it still tastes very delicious. After eating, Myers collected the bones and put them on the fire. In this way, the roasting time can be extended.

It's time. The bone oil flows out, making the flame more intense.

When people are desperate, they will not take into account other dangers. When the car is full of people, they will feel the warmth and will no longer question whether the car will be ignited. Even if they die, this way

It is not a bad thing to die, it is much better than dying of cold and hunger.

After eating, Miles pointed to the middle-aged man and said, "Look at the fire. Don't let the fire go out."

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, but finally nodded, being soft-spoken, and Miles's prestige in this carriage has been invisible. Although he looks very young, he at least solved the problem of the people here.

solve the problem of food and clothing, and also give people hope for life.

After Miles finished doing all this, he gave up his position to warm himself by the fire and sat directly in the front row of Zhen Fan. He was extremely kind to the people in this car. Although the wind blew in, it was a bit cold. But after passing

After a hearty meal, there was a fire to keep people warm, so the whole carriage was still a little warm, and many people began to take a nap after eating.

"Stay here and warm yourself by the fire as much as possible. I'll go over there!" Helen Benson said to her brother, then she walked over to Miles, sat down next to Miles, and lowered her head.

He said in a loud voice: "Thank you, Mr. Simon, I know...it's difficult, but you did it, and you saved everyone here."

Miles followed and was surprised as to what the girl was doing here. After hearing this, he couldn't help laughing, nodded and said: "This is not very difficult. For me, actually...my master should have done more than me."

Okay, but he is just too lazy to do this. He is very powerful, at least much better than me." He said with a smile.

"Your master is really a... very weird person. You won't be angry when I say this, right? Indeed... why does he have these things on him? I mean those spices and the like..." Helen Benson lowered his voice.

He raised his voice and spoke to Miles in a very small voice, but couldn't help but laugh.

Miles also chuckled: "Actually...he doesn't know this yet. As long as you need it, he can come up with something that makes you feel very strange at any time, of course...unless he wants it."

The two people were chatting quietly, and bursts of suppressed laughter from time to time. It seemed that they were talking very congenially. Zhen Fan had a slight smile on his lips, and Miles's young and handsome face was really...

Taking advantage of him and showing bravery made the girl fall in love with him. This was almost a matter of course.

Zhen Fan is happy to help these two people. After all, Miles and the girl named Tessa are not suitable. The reason why their relationship is maintained now is because Miles still has the mystery of the opposite sex and is still addicted to sex.

In happiness, once this excitement period is exceeded, they will eventually break up, which is almost certain.

When the conversation got heated, the girl took out her mobile phone and took a selfie photo with Miles. Her face was almost close to Miles's, making Miles feel a smooth warmth.

He felt that his heart was beating very fast, a feeling that did not exist when he was with Tessa.

When the conversation finally got a little tiring, the girl rested her head on Miles' shoulder and actually fell asleep. Miles carefully let the girl lean on her without daring to move, and then he covered the girl's hand and held it with his hand.

His own energy warmed the girl's body, so that the girl could sleep better.

The little boy also leaned on the seat and fell asleep slowly by the fire. Zhen Fan picked up the little boy and wrapped him in his coat, so that the little boy would not be in any danger. Unknowingly

When I woke up, everyone in the carriage gradually fell asleep, and the fire in the carriage slowly extinguished, leaving only a pile of ashes in the end.

When the sun shone into the car through the glass window, Helen Benson slowly opened her eyes and rubbed her eyes. Yes, they had survived the most difficult night. She looked at her watch and saw that it was already

It's past eight o'clock in the morning. After a night of heavy snowstorms, the sky has become very clear and mesmerizingly blue.

"Oh... I'm sorry, I... fell asleep last night." When the girl woke up and saw that she was resting on Miles' shoulder, she couldn't help but blush and said a little embarrassedly.

, "You didn't sleep last night, okay?" That must be the case. If someone leans against you like this and doesn't wake others up, then you must not have slept well.

"It doesn't matter, I'm used to it, I'm quite energetic now." Miles smiled, then stood up, "I... have to leave here and go on my way with my master. We can't wait for a few hours, and...

...The weather is good today, stay in the car well, you will survive until the rescue team arrives, there is no problem."

"You want to leave? Don't wait for rescue?" Helen Benson was startled. She looked at Miles and then at Zhen Fan, "This... is too dangerous. Although the snow has stopped, we have to get out.

It's not easy in such a large snowfield, you will freeze to death...Okay, I know you are not afraid of this...but tell me your phone number and I can contact you later."

Miles quickly told Helen Benson his phone number. Helen Benson also told Miles her number, and the two of them saved the phone number on their phones. By this time, Zhen Fan had already gotten out of the car.

He said loudly to Miles in the car: "Hey, Miles, we are on our way. Don't wait, hurry up."

"Okay, I'll be down right away!" Miles said, asking the driver to open the door again and let him out. Seeing Miles and Zhen Fan getting out of the car, many people in the car were a little frightened. The middle-aged man faced

Miles yelled, "Hey, hey, you can't just leave us like this. Help hasn't come yet."

"Don't worry, we can survive." Helen Benson said coldly behind him, "Don't always think about relying on the help of others to survive. The weather is much better now than at night, and...

The venison last night was not for nothing, I feel that I still have plenty of energy."

"Okay, okay, what you said is correct!" The middle-aged man snorted, "It's a pity that he has left. He could have been your boyfriend, right?" He snorted and sat down.

I sat in my seat. After more than two hours, I finally heard the "booming" sound of a helicopter in the sky.

Now they can be rescued. The sky has become clear and the helicopter can take off. In order to get a chance to rescue people faster, the rescuers dispatched a large rescue helicopter that can transport twenty people at a time. The helicopter is in a huge place

The car stopped in an empty space, and then the ambulance crew ran towards the car with a stretcher.

But what surprised them was that these people got out of the car one after another, but no one needed first aid. They did not show any signs of weakness and looked like normal people. This is really strange. Did the rescuers know last night?

What will a snowstorm look like?

"This is really a miracle!" an ambulance worker said to Helen Benson, who had just gotten out of the car, and walked back.

"A miracle? Yes, this is a miracle, but the person who created the miracle has left. Of course... they have been gone for a long time. There is no need to look for them. They will not be afraid of such a severe cold." She tensed up as she spoke.

He put on his coat tightly, then held his brother Little Tom with one hand and walked towards the helicopter. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!