Rebirth of the apocalypse: Winning a prize of 30 million at the beginning

Shunfeng and the others followed behind Chang Yichang. Chang Yichang just glanced at them and then looked away.

He turned his head to look at the baffle above his head, slowly rotated it, and unscrewed it.

Pulled it down hard.

Slap--

The snow fell from the baffle and sprinkled on Chang Yichang, but he still held on to the rotating handrail on the baffle tightly.

Fortunately, there was only a little snow on it.

After the snowflakes fell, he didn't have time to pat the snow off his shoulders, so he looked up and looked inside.

The baffles around the observation room pressed the snow outside, and the four corners were full of accumulated snow.

In the gap between the ceiling and the surroundings, as he opened the baffle and caused vibrations, the snow fell to the ground like quicksand.

After flowing for a while, it slowly stopped due to the squeezing of the snow.

Cold!

Bone-piercing cold.

Chang Yichang climbed up with a stick.

The breath he exhaled was white, hazy, like steam.

Da Da Da!

Shunfeng and his men followed behind and climbed up, shaking.

The snow in the gap was shaken and began to flow into the observation room again.

"Move slowly!" Chang Yichang saw it and quickly said to Shunfeng and his men behind him.

"Okay!" Shunfeng quickly slowed down and climbed up on tiptoe.

They were like thieves, moving in slow motion.

"Brother, how is it? Has the snow really stopped?" Nanshan asked in a low voice.

Afraid of shaking the snow in the gap again and sliding down, they didn't even dare to speak loudly.

Hush!

Chang Yichang turned his head and put his index finger on his lips.

Now, no one else dared to say anything.

The observation room was instantly quiet.

Chang Yichang slowly walked to the side and put his ear against the wooden board to listen to the sound outside.

Kaka Kaka——

This is the sound of the snow being squeezed down by gravity.

The whistling wind in the white wind weather before disappeared.

There was only a kaka sound.

Chang Yichang let out a long sigh and gestured to everyone to go down.

Everyone didn't know whether the snow had stopped, but seeing the big brother's gesture, they knew that they should go down.

Everyone went down the stairs carefully. Chang Yichang hesitated for a moment when he looked at the rotating steel plate, but still didn't plan to close it.

Back to the fire on the fourth floor, Shunfeng rubbed his red hands and put them on the fire to warm them.

"Big brother, what's the matter? Has the snow stopped?"

Chang Yichang smiled rarely and nodded:

"The snow has stopped."

"Really! That's great! Does this mean that we can survive!" Biaozi shouted excitedly.

Li Guodong quickly stopped him, "Be gentle, the steel plate above is not closed, what if the accumulated snow is shaken down!"

"Oh, yes. Hehehe."

"But why don't you close the steel plate?" Biaozi asked curiously.

"Big brother has his reasons for doing this, don't you think so?" Shunfeng looked at Chang Yichang and said.

Chang Yichang didn't answer him. He looked at the leftover barbecue opposite and felt hungry instantly.

A few hours ago, when the snow buried the observation room, he almost collapsed. He couldn't feel the cold and hunger.

His mind was full of despair that he would disappoint his brothers and that everyone would die.

He had been thinking hard about how to survive.

At this time.

Seeing hope, he finally came to his senses.

"Nanshan, give me that piece of meat, I'm starving." Chang Yichang said to Nanshan opposite.

Nanshan was stunned, and then laughed.

"Brother, you finally feel hungry!" Nanshan stood up and handed over the piece of meat that was still being roasted, along with the stick.

This piece of meat had been roasted on the side, without direct contact with the flames. In addition, it was roasted for a long time, so it was very cooked and not burnt.

Chang Yichang ate the meat in big mouthfuls and said to everyone:

"What we have to do now is to wait for a few hours, and the snow will collapse, and then the observation room will naturally be exposed on the snow."

Everyone cheered.

"Wow, we are finally saved! The snow stopped just in time!"

"It should have stopped just in time, and it should have stopped when it almost reached the observation room, instead of being buried under the snow like it is now."

After thinking for a moment, Liu Guodong said to Chang Yichang:

"Brother, the snow on the observation room should be less than half a meter. We can completely remove the baffle and let some of the snow down, so that we can get through to the outside."

"Not appropriate, too risky."

Chang Yichang waved his hand and refused, "Now the snow has just stopped, it is not solid enough. If the baffle is put down, the snow will flow in and cannot be stopped. At that time, the entire observation room will be filled with snow, which will be even more troublesome."

"Anyway, there is enough oxygen for us to breathe for more than ten hours, so it doesn't matter if we wait a little longer."

"Well, what you said makes sense, brother." Liu Guodong nodded.

As time passed, the snow above slowly collapsed, decreasing in height at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Looking around, the whole world was white, pure white.

The surrounding trees were basically buried in the snow, with only a few taller trees showing a canopy.

There was no leaf on the canopy, which was covered with snowflakes.

These snowflakes gradually turned into icicles, as if they had become the branches of these trees.

The whole land was vast.

Jigong Mountain in the distance also turned into a snow mountain, standing like a small hill.

The surroundings were white and flat.

The river not far away was also buried by snow.

The wall of the trading market five kilometers away was particularly conspicuous.

It was like a solid ice wall of the Great Wall, standing in the central plain.

The ice wall reflected the sunlight, dazzling people.

On the wall of the trading market.

Western section.

In the No. 10 sentry tower.

Dongfeng threw two pieces of black charcoal into the steel basin in the middle, rubbed his hands, and walked to the door.

All the things piled on it were moved down.

"The snow has stopped, open the door."

Tietou hurried forward and pulled the door hard.

This door opened inward, and he didn't open it after pulling it.

He pulled hard with all his strength, but still couldn't open the door.

When Dongfeng saw that Tietou couldn't open the door, he shouted to the members of the militia behind him:

"You guys go over and help."

They stepped forward together, pulled the handle on the door, and pulled together.

Click!

The door handle was broken.

But the door of the sentry tower remained motionless.

"Captain, this door is frozen and can't be opened." Tietou said helplessly.

"Bring the knife!" Dongfeng pointed to the knives on the wall.

A team member quickly took the knife.

Dongfeng used the tip of the knife to scrape the gap at the bottom of the door repeatedly to scrape off the layer of condensed ice at the bottom.

Then he scraped in the gap between the door and the wall until the gap became larger and larger.

He changed to a thicker knife, inserted it into the gap and pried it back a little bit.

After more than ten minutes of tossing, the door was pried open little by little.

Dongfeng took off his gloves, grabbed the edge of the door with both hands, and pulled it back hard.

Crash!

The door was opened instantly.

The snow outside rolled in.

Dongfeng stepped on the snow and kept climbing out.

They were on the wall, and the thickness of the snow was one or two meters thick.

If it weren't for the strong wind during the white-hair wind, the snow on the wall would have been blown down, otherwise the watchtower would have been buried underneath.

Dongfeng climbed out on the snow.

The snow outside the door was a full 1.5 meters high, blocking more than half of the door.

As soon as Dongfeng stepped on the snow, he sank down.

He quickly fell back, and before the snow buried his knees, he stabilized his body.

He was almost lying on the snow.

Slowly sat up, leaned forward, and crawled to the edge.

Crash! As he pressed the snow, the snow on the wall fell down to the wall.

No mistakes, one post, one content, one 6, one book, one bar, one look!

He was almost rolled down by the snow.

The wall of the trading market is more than 30 meters, and now the snow outside is nearly 20 meters.

If he fell, there would be a drop of more than ten meters.

Huhuhuhu——

He fell in the snow behind him, gasping for breath.

He crawled to the door, leaned against it, and sat on top of it.

Looking at everything in front of him, he seemed to be in a dream.

It was like a dream, pure white.

Very beautiful.

Turning his head to look at the trading market, there was a commercial area, and only a few roofs of houses were exposed above the snow.

The residential buildings seemed to be cut by one-third out of thin air, and they were much shorter.

In the distance, the boiler factory in the industrial area was still floating with white smoke.

The tall chimneys still looked majestic at this moment.

But the oil well tower in the oil city was gone, probably because the white wind was too violent and blew the oil well tower down.

The previous typhoon disasters did not blow down the oil well tower, but this time the white wind weather blew down the oil well tower.

In such extremely low temperatures, the toughness of steel will decrease, and the snowflakes hitting the oil well tower eventually led to the collapse of the oil well tower.

Sitting by the door for a while, breathing in the cold air outside, Dongfeng felt a pain in his nose.

His lungs were dry and cold.

"Captain, it's so beautiful outside." Tietou and his men climbed out of the sentry tower and screamed at the surrounding environment.

"Be careful, don't fall down!" Dongfeng saw them climbing to the edge of the wall and quickly reminded them.

Everyone stopped and climbed back to the door.

Dongfeng looked at the sun in the sky, which was so dazzling.

It seemed that he hadn't seen such a blue sky for a long time.

"Go get the shovel and clean the snow on the wall!" Dongfeng came back to his senses and said to everyone.

The snow stopped, and the snow on the wall had to be cleaned.

Otherwise, after the snow is exposed to the sun for a while, although it will collapse a lot, it will also become ice and solidify.

At that time, it will not be so easy to clean it up.

You need to use a hammer or awl to break it open.

"Okay, Captain." Everyone climbed back to the watchtower.

Dongfeng looked at the watchtower next door and picked up the intercom to give instructions.

"Everyone, start clearing the snow on the wall!"

"People who are clearing the snow, tie a rope around your waist to avoid falling off the wall when clearing the snow."

"Yes."

"Got it."

"Understood!"

At the two sections of the southeast wall, Dai Jiusheng heard the voice on Dongfeng's intercom and also picked up the intercom to make arrangements.

Oil City.

In Uncle San's office.

"Minister, the snow has stopped. Do we need to start clearing the snow?" Lao Luo's voice came from the intercom.

Uncle San took out the intercom and replied:

"Let's get started. Follow the plan we made before and proceed step by step."

"Okay, got it." Lao Luo put away the walkie-talkie.

He walked to the radio station and cleared his throat.

He turned on the radio station.

Beep——

Some of the speakers are still usable.

"I am Luo Sanchang, director of the Oil City Operations Department, now!"

"Tell you a good news, the white hair blizzard has stopped!"

"Residents living on the ground floor, don't panic, and residents living on the upper floors should not come out. The snow outside is very deep. If you run around and collapse in the snow, no one can save you. We are not out of danger yet!"

"Please wait patiently for the snow-clearing team we will organize later to gradually clear the snow."

At the same time.

The guards on the walls of Oil City and the trading market began to walk out of the watchtowers one by one. They first cleared the snow on the walls, and then cleared the snow on the steps on the ground from the walls.

In addition, there were combat personnel living in the higher floors of the Oil City Central Building, who used ropes and skis to come down from the upper floors.

Slide to the garage of Oil City, dig, and take out the snowplows and other equipment in the garage.

The same is true for the trading market.

On the top floor of the North District Administrative Building, there is a team specially prepared to clear the snow for the White Hair Wind.

The administrative building is ten stories high, up to 30 meters, and is the tallest building in the trading market.

It is also the only building with an elevator in the trading market.

The team deployed here is the ninth team of the Minwu Brigade led by Zhang Rufeng.

If the thickness of the snow exceeds 30 meters, they can only wait for rescue.

They can only wait for Ding Meng and others on the wall of Oil City to come to rescue.

Ding Meng and others, as well as Ju Tianrui and others in the central building of Oil City, are the last bottom line between Oil City and the trading market.

Once the snow exceeds the height where they are, it will mean that the entire Oil City will be buried in the snow.

Fortunately.

Now the snow outside the trading market is only more than ten meters deep, and the snow inside the trading market is about eight meters.

As the order of the third uncle was issued.

Zhang Rufeng began his mobilization speech at the North District Administrative Building.

"Group 1, Group 2, come with me to Garage No. 2 and drive out that giant loader."

"Group 3, Group 4, go to Garage No. 1, move the snowplow and other equipment out, and start clearing the snow."

"First, open a road and clear the snow around the residences of the third-level personnel in the residential building. After clearing, clean up according to the three levels of residential buildings ABC."

"Any questions?"

"No."

"No."

"No."

Zhang Rufeng nodded with satisfaction,

and shouted loudly: "Action!"

He watched everyone put on skis on their shoes and tied the rope around their waists.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and now he felt that he was also a figure.

In fact, he was also a person who could rank in the trading market.

They carried some snow shovel tools on their backs, which were prepared before.

But there were no heavy snow-clearing tools, which were not easy to carry.

They pried open the frozen windows with iron sheets, hung on ropes, and slid down on the snow.

They skied towards the south garage.

(Seeking monthly tickets)