"Everyone who blew the whistle or hit me that night will report to you. Bring me the charter."
I showed a ferocious smile with no intention of revenge: "Either you are with me, or you are with the Long family."
"Otherwise, I'll pay you back tenfold!"
"Dare to run. I'll chase him to the ends of the earth!"
"Dare to default on your debt. Pay back a hundred times!"
I kicked open the heavy door, jumped out of the RV, and took a deep breath of the coldest air. Under the close gaze of countless people with various eyes, I stepped on the snow, crushed the pieces of beer bottles, and strode towards my crappy Jeep. .
The oncoming traffic has been shut down, and the green light is on in our lane.
But all our vehicles, whether they were trucks, trucks, RVs, cars or off-road vehicles, all remained surprisingly consistent.
There should have been more than a dozen cars in front of me, but now, my car has become the lead car.
From the time I showed up to the time I came back, almost all the drivers and car owners were paying attention to me.
I saw the respect and admiration in these eyes, and the dark and red faces of those truck drivers were full of respect and admiration.
There are also two words in this world that have long been forgotten by the world.
justice!
After passing the Kunlun Pass, you have entered a true no man's land.
Along the way, all you can see is desolation and loneliness, with not a single tree in sight, only snow-capped mountains that have remained unchanged for thousands of years and towering cold peaks that have been lonely for thousands of years.
There are also various cars lying on both sides of the road.
In less than five hours, the altitude soared from 4,000 to 6,000 feet.
The harsh environment and weather caused the rotten Jeep, which could no longer be overwhelmed, to suffer a blow, and it lay flat and rotted.
Braving the bitter wind and snow, with visibility less than 30 meters, I risked my life by driving for several kilometers with a car on my back, and finally found a scrapped car, also a 212, on the side of the road.
It took three hours to remove the water pipe belt and then walk back to the rotten jeep, braving hail as thick as my thumb to replace the water pipe belt.
But the car never started again.
In desperation, I could only hold the steering wheel by myself and try to reverse the direction of the car, and then forcefully start the engine on the downhill section. Turn around again and get back on the road.
I don’t know how many hours of walking I finally reached the Tanggula Mountain pass.
The altitude here is six thousand eight meters.
Here, I saw the Tanggula Mountain camp once established by Fangzhou to monitor earthquakes.
Only now, the place has been deserted and has become a temporary haven for people passing by.
I also saw the countless celestial eyes standing on the snow peaks more than 7,000 meters above sea level.
Apart from these, I saw geologists everywhere collecting geological and mineral samples everywhere.
The biggest gain was on the way to the Hoh Xil weather station.
I saw an acquaintance.
Special office.
Huang Shihui.
If Huang Shihui wants to calculate the results in a comprehensive martial arts competition, it would be the top three.
Huang Shihui didn't recognize me wrapped tightly, and I didn't greet her either.
I found that the whereabouts of this group of people in the special institute were very hidden, and they seemed to be avoiding something all the time.
My strong curiosity gave me the idea of tracking down the special place to find out.
But when I discovered the real mission of the special station, I couldn't help but swear in anger.
Tesuo even came here to chase the dragon! ?
By the way, isn't chasing the dragon a matter for the Heavenly Supervisor Bureau and the Earth Masters?
You are engaged in the science of human bodies with special functions and also have an agency that monitors aliens, and you came here to chase the dragon?
This fucking crosses a line too far!
Reminiscent of the actions of QH Lake Tianjian, I smelled an unusual and strange aura. There was some enlightenment in my heart.
It seems that the internal competition among the three major never-declassified units is very fierce.
Um.
The three major never-declassified units seem to have too many overlapping departments, overlapping agencies, and overlapping functions.
Not only that, each side seems to want to turn the other's best qualities into their own.
It seems like...
Is there going to be a war? !
Pretending to be a passerby, he quietly left, officially entered the no-man's land of Hoh Xil, and followed the map to embark on the last 500 kilometers of the road to the end.
These last five hundred kilometers may not seem long, but they are the worst.
Because there is no road in the last five hundred kilometers!
Every step you take is a path!
This road can be a plain, a river valley, a hill, a mesa, or even a basin ice field.
More of a swamp.
Almost all the geological features you can imagine are integrated into this magical plateau land.
In this area, the most deadly thing is not the low oxygen and low temperature, nor the harsh ultraviolet rays, nor the inconsistency of the GPS and compass, but the lack of sense of direction.
There are no landmarks, so you can’t find any reference points while driving.
Because the mountains you see are almost all the same.
When the GPS and compass fail, the only reference is the sun.
But most of the time you can't see the sun.
In some cases, there is only hail and sleet, and the wind like a bone-scraping steel knife blows up the snow particles that make people blind.
After circling the basin several times, I suddenly saw the rut marks of a rotten Jeep. I, who thought I was unparalleled in Feng Shui, suddenly came to my senses.
I'm lost.
For the first time in my life, I lost my way.
It feels embarrassing to say it out loud.
And that’s even with maps and various equipment.
At first I thought of waiting until night to use stargazing to determine the direction, but when night came, I made another fatal mistake.
That night, the weather was extremely bad and there were no stars at all.
Even if I drove the car to the leeward valley, the thin skin of the car could not withstand the severe cold and strong winds of the plateau.
It was around two o'clock in the morning, and the thumb-thick ice lump was smashed down like crazy, as if for free. With the cat in the car, I felt like my ears were about to be shattered.
Not long after the ice pimples subsided, another level 8 wind roared in. The fully loaded 212 rotten jeep was rattling and almost tipped over.
This night, I seemed to have returned to the day when Typhoon No. 1 landed on Thang Long Island.
Everything is like the end of the world.
When I got out of the car at dawn, the whole world had changed, including the bad Jeep.
There was a night of cold wind and hail, with almost no piece of the rotten Jeep windshield still intact, and the wheels were stuck in a foot of snow.
Looking around, the sky and the earth are covered in flawless white.
