I don't know how long the quarrel lasted, but Huo Yu, who was drunk and crazy, finally got tired. She lay on the small bed and fell asleep with her arms stretched out.
Panting, Song Wenbin leaned against the truck bulkhead and panted. He felt that he had never been so tired after broadcasting for a hundred hours.
After panting for a while, he frowned and pinched away her scattered socks, and sat up exhausted.
"Is she asleep?" Sutina, who was driving, asked.
"Yes." Song Wenbin sighed.
"I have acne, Brother Song." Sutina said impatiently. She pointed to her forehead, her voice frightened.
Song Wenbin glanced at Su Tina's forehead. There was indeed a small pimple there, but he was too tired to care whether it was a pimple or not.
He felt that these girls were really making a fuss, and a pimple on their face was worth mentioning.
Compared with such trivial matters as acne on his face, he was more concerned about when he could arrive in Yakutsk as soon as possible. On the dial, the truck was driving towards Yakutsk at a speed of fifty kilometers per hour. After approaching the capital of the Sakha Republic, the road was not as difficult as in the Siberian wilderness, but Song Wenbin had no hope.
It was easier for them to leave, and the old local driver was definitely easier to leave. He set off so long in advance, and they also wasted time in the bar. It would be extremely difficult to catch up with that person now.
"How far do we have to go?" Song Wenbin asked Lalitha.
Lalitha didn't know what Song Wenbin was asking and looked at him confused.
Song Wenbin said to Su Tina: "Help me translate."
However, Su Tina looked very disappointed when she saw that Song Wenbin didn't care about her acne at all. She drove in silence and did not translate for Song Wenbin.
Song Wenbin was stunned by Su Tina's expression. He seemed to have seen Su Tina's expression somewhere. When he thought about it carefully, wasn't this the same expression she had when she was sitting in the passenger seat of the Lamborghini when he drove to the University for Nationalities to pick her up? ?
"What's wrong with you?" Song Wenbin asked cautiously.
"Nothing." Sutina said coldly.
"Huh??" Song Wenbin couldn't understand.
Why did Sutina, who was fine just now, suddenly change her attitude?
Sutina didn't expect Song Wenbin to understand. She suddenly stepped on the accelerator and increased the speed of the car from fifty kilometers to sixty kilometers.
Lalitha quickly grabbed Sutina's arm and said, "It's too fast. You need to slow down. It's very dangerous to drive so fast on the ice road. Have you forgotten the truck graveyards you saw along the way?" "
"It's too late." Sutina was not moved at all. She said calmly: "I must get to Yakutsk quickly."
This speed also made Song Wenbin feel uneasy. Although he hoped to reach Yakutsk as soon as possible, the place was dark and it was still snowing outside. Sixty yards was indeed too fast.
"Slow down, slow down. We are here to film a show. Although six hundred thousand is a lot, it is not worth risking your life for it." Song Wenbin said.
"I have acne." Sutina said calmly.
"Huh?? What does your acne have to do with it opening up so quickly!"
Song Wenbin couldn't understand.
Sutina didn't speak. She looked at the road and moved forward at her own pace regardless of the situation. Song Wenbin saw that it didn't make sense to reason with her, so he could only stare at the icy road ahead.
Fortunately, there are no mountains in this section. There are flat snowfields all the way forward, and the only obstacle is the pine trees on both sides. There was no sign of human activity on the ice sheet at night at minus 50 degrees Celsius. However, I don’t know how tough the Israeli military truck is, and whether it will be life-threatening if it hits a pine tree...
After a night of worry, the time finally came to six o'clock in the morning. Su Tina, who had been driving fast, finished her work. Song Wenbin, who had been nervous all night, vigorously shook Huo Yu, who was sleeping beside him, and Huo Yu, who was hungover, was confused. Hu Hu opened his eyes.
"It's time to change the shift, Huo Yu." Song Wenbin said.
Huo Yu just wanted to get up, but immediately fell down again. She held her stomach, the expression on her face became complicated.
When Song Wenbin saw her like this, his heart skipped a beat and asked, "What's wrong with you? Are you having a stomachache?"
Huo Yu shook his head, took a few breaths and said, "I...I can't. My stomach hurts a little today. You...you take over first."
Song Wenbin thought that it would be okay if he took over as the driver. After all, Sutina ran at least three to four hundred kilometers last night, and now they were only two hundred kilometers away from the finish line in Yakutsk. It didn't matter who drove the car, but Huo Yu The look of holding his stomach really worried Song Wenbin.
He asked with concern next to Huo Yu: "Huo Yu, are you okay?"
"No...it's okay...last night's drink...made me a little uncomfortable...hurry up and drive to the finish line." Huo Yu urged, "I'll make breakfast for you."
"All right..."
Although he didn't know why Huo Yu had a stomachache, it was still important to get to Yakutsk as soon as possible.
But as soon as Song Wenbin stood up, he looked up and saw Su Tina's sullen face. She pursed her lips tightly and looked at Song Wenbin with wide eyes, as if Song Wenbin owed her half a million.
Song Wenbin was startled by her look and asked, "Why are you looking at me like that??"
Without saying a word, Su Tina pushed Song Wenbin away, sat on the small bed behind him, and started petting the dog.
Song Wenbin, who was pushed, felt inexplicable. He had never offended Sutina all the way, and he didn't even let Sutina do the difficult work of bewitching the Mongols. He was already very kind to her. But why does this girl look at him like an enemy now?
Song Wenbin couldn't understand it no matter how hard he tried.
He sat in the driver's seat for no apparent reason, raised the gear and continued driving.
Not long after driving, a few white snowflakes fell in the sky outside the car window, slowly melting due to the temperature inside the car.
It's snow.
Having been in Siberia for so long, Song Wenbin was already used to the snow. He was not affected at all and continued to move forward. However, after only about half an hour of progress, he felt something was wrong. The snow is getting heavier and heavier. It only took less than an hour for it to turn from catkins flying to heavy snow, and it is getting worse.
Endless white fell silently from the sky, and the wipers outside the car danced wildly, but Song Wenbin still couldn't see the road ahead clearly. Song Wenbin has never seen such a terrible snowstorm in his whole life.
What’s even more frightening is that at night, the icy road is still visible due to the illumination of car lights. However, after daybreak, the car lights completely lost their function. The pure white snow mixed with the snowflakes falling crazily from the sky, making there no other colors in the field of vision, and it turned completely white.
Such a sight made Song Wenbin feel a little scared. The left side, the right side, the front, the back, the top, and the bottom were all white. The whole car felt like it was being soaked in boiling milk.
Even the three vehicles of the film crew were only hazy shadows in the rearview mirror, and the visibility did not even exceed five meters. In this environment, it made no difference whether the eyes were long or not.
Damn... misfortunes never come alone...
Song Wenbin thought to himself, let alone catching up with the driver, it was unclear whether he could get to Yakutsk before Christmas.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw a few trucks on the road ahead. Those trucks were parked in a row on the snow. They had been driving in Siberia for a few days. Song Wenbin had barely entered the industry. He knew that in places like Siberia, driving at night was actually much easier than driving during the day. Because the road at night will not reflect light, but the road during the day will not only reflect light, but once it snows, nothing can be seen, like now. So many truck drivers rest during the day and drive at night. Not to mention the heavy snowfall, many drivers stopped and waited for the snow to stop.
Song Wenbin took out his mobile phone, opened the translation software and asked Lalitha.
"Lalissa, what do you think, can we move on?"
He had never been to Siberia. Faced with such heavy snow, he did not dare to make a random decision, so he could only consult the Siberian native next to him.
"What's the date today?" Lalitha asked.
When Song Wenbin saw it, his heart skipped a beat.
It's December 23rd.
There's only one day left until Christmas Eve.
She showed Lalitha her phone. Lalitha still looked expressionless and said, "We are very close to Yakutsk. There is no way out now. Let's keep going. As long as we are very close to Yakutsk, there is no way out." If we can get to Yakutsk, there will definitely be snowplows to shovel the snow away.”
After getting Lalitha's consent, Song Wenbin took reassurance and began to move on.
However, not long after driving, he heard a sharp whistle from behind. He turned around and saw a shadow of Mohu rushing over from behind. He quickly caught up with him and made an obvious move to avoid the car.
Before Song Wenbin could react, the car window was opened, and a box of yogurt was smashed out of the open car window at lightning speed. Song Wenbin looked at Huo Yu who was lying on his shoulder and said loudly: "You are fine! Don't lose your temper again!!"
"Why am I not doing well! Please see clearly, that person is behind us!" Huo Yu said loudly.
Song Wenbin was shocked and asked: "Is it really him!"
"Yes." It was Sutina who answered him. She said coldly: "Three Kamaz, one Ural, one Unimog, and one Watts light truck. This is the last Watts light truck. The license plate number is also correct."
Song Wenbin was stunned. He thought this guy had already arrived in Yakutsk, but he didn't expect that he was still behind him. But after thinking about it, he understood. Sutina was driving fast, and the three of them took turns changing duties. They didn't need a rest, but the truck driver needed a rest.
However, we are now very close to Yakutsk. If we are overtaken at this moment, the advantage of changing shifts will no longer exist.
Looking at the butt of the car that quickly disappeared into the snow and fog ahead, Song Wenbin quickly stepped on the accelerator, hoping to catch up with him quickly.
However, Lalitha immediately took his hand to upshift and said: "You can't speed up now. In Siberia, blizzards are very dangerous. You must maintain a sense of awe and move forward in the smoothest way, otherwise you will definitely be waiting for you." It’s a disaster!”
Sutina helped Lalitha translate, but Song Wenbin was a little anxious after listening. He said: "We are about to arrive in Yakutsk, and we have to catch up with him now. If...if we are slower than him, ..."
What he said next was somewhat unspeakable for some reason.
Lalitha grabbed his arm and asked coldly, "Song, what did you come to Siberia for? Is it to help others, or just for money and property, just like what you said to those drivers that day, if For money, wouldn’t it be good to stay in China? There is enough money for you there.”
Song Wenbin's lips twitched for a moment. He really wanted to say go to hell and help others. His goal from beginning to end was the 600,000. But he is a human being after all, and he can't say this anyway.
Finally, his tense body relaxed, and he had no choice but to downshift and reduce the speed of the car to thirty.
"You're right, Lalitha. We're here to deliver, not to risk our lives."
