Chapter 708 Chapter 709 Funeral announcement on the 10th

Style: Romance Author: Jin Yuanbao's true formWords: 2049Update Time: 24/01/10 09:17:25
It’s no wonder that the first station guard and his wife were mauled to death by a pack of wild wolves in their bedroom. They were not discovered until someone from the headquarters came to the headquarters more than a month later.

It is absolutely impossible for me to move the office building to a place with the best feng shui by myself. But I can make up for the shortcomings of the weather station.

In normal times, I would definitely disdain the trivial path of changing Feng Shui to fix shortcomings, but now I don’t care so much just to save my life.

I'm afraid of the cold!

The cold in Yandu will make me miserable, and the cold in Hoh Xil will kill me.

The coldest season in Yandu is only minus ten degrees, but here, the lowest temperature can reach minus forty degrees!

The original generator of the weather station was bulky and heavy, taking up a lot of space. Zeng Jian moved it outdoors and was still exposed to wind, sun and rain and turned into scrap metal.

Fortunately, Zhang Chaoge equipped me with a new generator.

This new type of generator is a new gadget developed by the headquarters and has been introduced to the market.

The advantage is its small size.

Although the power is not high, there is absolutely no problem for emergency use.

The weather station reserves No. 20 diesel fuel, which will not freeze unless it is exposed to extreme cold temperatures.

With the weather station's small cutting machine in hand, it only took me three hours to produce the materials needed to build the new warehouse.

The next day, after the flag was raised and the balloons were released to record the radio transmission of data, I immediately started digging holes to find the foundation of the office building, and then used a welding machine to weld the steel components to the original steel structure.

The first four channel steels are erected, and the project is half successful.

The weather was unfavorable in the next few days, with either snow particles or continuous rain, which seriously slowed down my progress. When I welded the last steel plate to the steel beam, the big project that took a whole week came to an end.

On Army Day, I laid the aluminum foil rolls Zhang Chaoge gave me on the top of the new warehouse, and covered the entire office building with aluminum foil.

This thing is also a product of the scientific research department of the headquarters. It is an artifact of cold resistance and warmth.

The new warehouse is connected to the kitchen and is divided into two rooms.

One garage and one new bedroom.

On the day when the new house is completed, the expected changes in the aura will also follow.

After that, I opened a window on the south side of the old bedroom so that the sunlight could shine in directly.

The evil spirit in the bedroom where several people died slowly dissipated under the sunlight, the temperature began to rise, and the smell was no longer so bad.

But the souls of the previous colleagues who died in this bedroom still refused to leave.

I didn't care about them!

The new bedrooms are all made of welded steel structures and steel plates. Although the inside and outside are wrapped with tin foil, it is still very cold at night.

Especially when it snows!

The chimney of the diesel heater left by Zeng Jian was damaged, so I welded two pieces of channel steel to make a new chimney for exhausting smoke.

The temperature was high enough to delay the onset of my dragon-slaying syndrome, and I also had enough free time to pick up cow dung.

The predecessors planted trees for the next generation to enjoy the shade, and each station keeper would leave enough cow and sheep dung for the next station keeper.

In Hoh Xil, where there are no trees, cow and sheep dung is the only material for burning fires.

The weather station is equipped with a diesel heater. There are still about ten barrels of No. 20 diesel in the oil depot. Even if I burn one barrel and pour another barrel with my eyes closed, I can survive until the supply convoy arrives in September.

Even if Long Guangyao and the Long family continue to use insidious methods, they will not dare to mess with me in terms of supplies.

But I still followed my predecessor’s instructions.

Not for anything else, just for the ten years of persistence of the fifteen station keepers.

There is enough oil for me to build vigorously.

Still follow the Thang Long Island model, gradually expand the patrol area day by day and become familiar with the environment.

On the first day, we walked to the west and picked up some dung from wild yaks, zang antelopes, and caught a nest of pikas and rabbits unique to Hoh Xil.

In the afternoon, I accidentally discovered a very rare and unique red lake. A type of plateau fish that had never been reported was discovered in the lake.

Complete data collection

After gathering, we rushed back to the weather station at seven o'clock in the evening, stewed a pot of rats, rabbits and roasted potatoes. Just as we were preparing to feast, a low wailing sound sounded outside the door.

I leaned closer to the window and looked at it. I blinked in disbelief, then my color changed, and I rushed out of the room with a hand in hand.

The weather station that had its solar panels replaced was brightly lit.

Under the illumination of explosion-proof energy-saving lamps, the iron-clad man named No. 10 was pacing back and forth at the door and growling lowly. Read the book

The moment he saw me coming out with a gun, No. 10, who was covered in dirt, subconsciously stepped back and assumed an offensive posture. His green eyes were flashing with fluorescent light, which made him feel even more terrifying.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

No. 10 let out a deep and deep cry, as if he was afraid of the one in my hand. The fat body kept jumping forward and back, as if asking me for help.

Sure enough, when I put away One, Number Ten finally stepped forward, wailing and bowing to me.

A piece of black rag spit out from No. 10's mouth and fell into my field of vision.

I immediately jumped on my crappy Jeep and rushed out of the weather station with full headlights.

In the darkness, a car and a dog were running wildly on the muddy wilderness.

After about five hours of marching, No. 10, who was running wildly, suddenly stopped and howled.

I rushed forward and took a look, and my heart suddenly sank.

Under the illumination of the high beam, a tilted Pajero was planted in a small lake measuring tens of square meters, with half of it exposed above the lake.

There are countless lakes in Hoh Xil, large and small, and the one in front of you is one of them.

The continuous rainfall in the past few days has caused the water volume in this area to rise rapidly. The rainwater with nowhere to go overflowed the ice sheet and filled the depressions, thus forming various lakes and swamps of different depths.

"Zeng Jian."

Calling Zeng Jian's name loudly, I jumped out of the car and rushed over desperately.

Suddenly, my foot slipped and my whole body was submerged in the salt water lake.

I was caught off guard and couldn't help but take a sip of the bitter lake water.

Just as I was about to come up, a hand suddenly rested on my hand.

My heart trembled, and I instinctively withdrew my hands and kicked my feet out of the water.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

A huge roar came from behind me. Looking through the light, a huge floating corpse emerged from the water as I emerged.

But who is it if it’s not Zeng Jian?