After the road was reopened, it was already approaching dusk in Siberia. Song Wenbin said goodbye to the drivers he met unexpectedly. Amid the honking of drivers' horns, he followed Lalitha toward a human settlement where there might be a guide.
Although Lalitha was talking about the nearest gathering place, just like light years are to the universe, in a place like Siberia, the word "nearest" is often measured by a distance of hundreds of kilometers.
The four people and two dogs drove the car until after six o'clock in the evening, and it was already dark. They did not come to the gathering place of humans, but Song Wenbin could not continue driving because the fuel gauge of the People's Liberation Army truck had already Bottomed out.
He didn't dare to wait until he was completely out of gas before stopping, because that would undoubtedly cause the vehicle's air conditioner to stop operating, which would undoubtedly be fatal in Siberia at minus 40 degrees Celsius.
"Out of gas again?"
Huo Yu looked at the fuel gauge with dissatisfaction and muttered: "It looks like Nazhijie..."
"Is there still oil in the spare tank?" Sutina asked.
This truck was modified by border guards when they were in Mohe. It has a 50-kilogram spare fuel tank, so it can last for so long in this extremely cold land.
Song Wenbin looked at the scale next to the fuel tank and shook his head.
This time they didn't go to the people from the program team to ask for it, because it was in vain if they tried in the past. Thank God if the people from the program team didn't find trouble.
At this time, Lalitha in front got off the snowmobile and came over with a gun on her back.
When Song Wenbin saw her coming, he quickly pressed the window.
"What happened? Why isn't it open?"
Lalitha asked, lifting her mask.
Sutina said: "We have no more oil."
No oil.
Lalitha looked at the three Dongfeng Mengshi.
In her opinion, this kind of problem should be easily solved, but Sutina whispered in embarrassment: "Don't look at it, they won't help us, we can only rely on ourselves."
Lalitha didn't think there was anything strange, and just said calmly: "We will reach the village in front of us in ten kilometers. Can you still hold on?"
Sutina helped translate.
Song Wenbin thought for a while, this car might not be able to run ten kilometers.
Driving on the icy road in Siberia burned a lot of fuel. He didn't want to drive the car until it couldn't start. The border guards had warned them before coming here that they couldn't stall the car under any circumstances.
"No, I estimate this car can last up to five kilometers on this kind of road."
Song Wenbin said: "If we drive another five kilometers, the air conditioner may not be able to operate."
Sutina translated Song Wenbin's words to Lalitha.
Lalitha nodded and said: "In that case, you can only follow me to the village to buy fuel supplies. There is diesel for sale in the village. Come back after buying the oil."
Song Wenbin is familiar with this method, after all, this is what they did in Nigeria. However, the temperature between this place and Nigeria can be said to be the same as the temperature in the sky and the earth. He didn't want to go out and buy gas in this weather.
Fortunately, Huo Yu saw his fear, stood up, opened the car door and said, "I'll go buy gas."
Song Wenbin almost cried, for God's sake, Huo Yu actually had such a bodhisattva moment.
But after Su Tina translated for Huo Yu, Lalitha shook her head, pointed at Song Wenbin, who was crying with gratitude in the car, and said, "Get out of the car, and I'll take you there to buy it."
The expression on Sutina's face suddenly became very strange.
When Song Wenbin saw Lalitha pointing at him, his heart skipped a beat and asked, "What is she talking about?"
"She asked you to go shopping with her."
Sutina whispered.
Song Wenbin's face suddenly turned pale.
Huo Yu also looked puzzled and asked, "Why should he buy it?"
Sutina also said to Lalitha: "We can all buy it, he doesn't have to go. He doesn't understand the language, which is very troublesome." After that, Sutina remembered that she knew Russian and said, "I'd better go with you. Well, I can speak Russian, which will be very convenient."
But Lalitha still shook her head, pointed at Song Wenbin stubbornly and said, "You come with me so that you can get the gas."
Su Tina looked at Song Wenbin with confusion on her face.
Huo Yu's eyes narrowed. She looked up and down at Lalitha who was standing on the snowmobile. She snorted and closed the car door. Sitting in the passenger seat, he put his feet on the center console and said, "Go ahead. They asked you to go over by name. Don't say I didn't help you."
Song Wenbin and everyone were dumbfounded.
Why did he have to go get the oil?
It's such a cold day...and it's so late...
He looked at minus forty-two degrees on the thermometer and gritted his teeth.
He said to Sutina: "In that case, wait for me in the car and don't run around."
Su Tina looked at Song Wenbin worriedly and said, "Are you really okay? Is it too cold?"
What can Leng do? ?
Song Wenbin screamed in his heart, he has already come here, how can he give up halfway!
Although he didn’t know why Lalitha insisted on buying gas, Song Wenbin still left the truck tremblingly. As soon as he left the truck, he almost suffocated in the wilderness. He couldn’t understand why Lalitha could You can travel freely in such a cold place, and you can run all day long.
Lalitha moved in front of the motorcycle to give him some space. Song Wenbin sat on the car slowly and swaying. As the snowmobile started, the cold wind hit Song Wenbin's exposed parts with exponential force.
The modesty he had in the Caribbean was thrown out of the window at this moment. As soon as the car drove away and the cold wind blew, Song Wenbin hugged Lalitha tightly and buried his head in the fur coat behind her. inside.
When the film crew saw Song Wenbin and Lalitha leaving, they immediately sent a Dongfeng Mengshi to follow Lalitha closely.
Seeing the snowmobile and Dongfeng Mengshi disappear in front of her, Sutina in the car couldn't help but feel worried. She stretched her neck and looked at the snow outside. She didn't slowly sit back in her chair until the sound of the engine completely disappeared.
Huo Yu didn't care. She was sitting in the passenger seat, playing with the lighter boredly, turning it on and off, turning it on and off.
"Brother Song...will he be okay..."
Sutina hesitated and said: "It's so cold outside..."
"Hmm."
Huo Yu smiled and said: "He won't freeze to death. Besides, if the sisters insist on letting him go, they can still freeze him to death. If he freezes to death, we can go home."
Huo Yu's joking tone did not make Sutina feel better. She looked at the roaring wasteland outside the car, her face still full of worry.
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Song Wenbin swore he had never been so cold. Although he had buried his face in Lalitha's shoulder, he could still feel that ice was rapidly forming under his nose. The water vapor he exhaled turned into tiny ice flakes in a very short period of time. The speed was so fast. It made his heart tremble.
If when he was in the car, he just couldn't understand why Lalitha could run around on a motorcycle at 40 degrees below zero, then after he experienced it himself, he found that his ordinary incomprehension had turned into a complete incomprehension. .
At the beginning, he could still hear the sound of the program crew's cars behind him, but he didn't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. Lalitha always liked to drive him through the narrow tree gaps in her car. The snowmobile can pass, but the huge Dongfeng Mengshi behind it cannot, and the Dongfeng Mengshi who is going back and forth is also thrown away.
Soon, nothing could be seen around except the two tireless sled dogs next to them and the running snowmobile beneath them.
After a hellishly long half hour, Lalitha finally slowed down.
Song Wenbin raised his head tremblingly and looked over Lalitha's shoulder. He could barely see a few rows of cabins in the wilderness. Some of the cabins were still lit, looking like Van Gogh's oil paintings. , revealing some unreal atmosphere.
Lalitha parked in front of a lighted snow-covered cabin.
Song Wenbin tried to get off the snowmobile, but as soon as he moved, his body lost control and fell to the snow. The snow seemed to be warmer than the air.
Seeing him like this, Lalitha quickly helped him up and asked, "Are you okay?"
Song Wenbin didn't understand what she was saying at all, and he didn't even understand why Lalitha insisted on coming over to buy oil. Wouldn't it be better to bring Sutina? She is more resistant to freezing and understands Russian. He has to buy the oil before picking it up. If he runs back in oil, he will die on the road.
"We're already here," Lalitha said. "It'll be warm in a moment."
Not sure if it was Song Wenbin's imagination, but he felt that Lalitha's voice seemed a little softer than normal. But he couldn't open his mouth, because it was too cold, so he could only make a chattering sound with his teeth.
Lalitha didn't care whether Song Wenbin understood or not, she helped him walk towards the cabins. When she came to a house with a transparent glass door, she pushed Song Wenbin in.
As soon as he entered the door, the severe cold disappeared. Regardless of his appearance, Song Wenbin huddled on the ground and gasped.
He never wanted to experience this freezing feeling again, as if all his muscles had collapsed in the severe cold, and then twitched and spasmed crazily when the temperature returned to normal.
This wooden house was a small store. Lalitha said something to the owner of the store, who quickly made a cup of hot cocoa.
Lalitha helped Song Wenbin sit down on a chair in the store and brought him hot cocoa.
Song Wenbin panted continuously on the chair for almost five minutes before his numb and cramped body slowly regained consciousness.
Seeing him like this, Lalitha asked: "Is this your first time in Russia?"
Song Wenbin didn't understand what she was asking. He looked at the cocoa in front of him, stretched out his hand and drank the cocoa in the cup. After drinking the drink, the blood slowly flowed from the heart to the extremities of the limbs. He took out his mobile phone from his pocket, opened the translation software, found the Russian column, then walked to the counter and asked: "Is there any diesel for sale here? ?”
The translation software translated his words into Russian, and he showed it to the shopkeeper on his phone.
The shop owner took his cell phone, said a few words, and returned the phone to him.
He glanced at his phone and it read.
"Not yet. Today's diesel has been sold out and will be replenished tomorrow."
Song Wenbin looked at the typesetting, and his heart suddenly felt like a toilet seat in December. There was no diesel for sale, so what did he do on this trip?
Lalitha came to him, took his mobile phone, said a few words, and handed it to him.
Song Wenbin took a look and saw on the software: "I've already asked him. It's an unlucky time for us to come here today. We can only stay here for one night and wait until we buy oil tomorrow before going back."
