In this dream, he dreamed of a noisy Donald Duck with a swarm of wasps in his mouth, riding a broken motorcycle burning soybean oil, singing an unpleasant song and stepping on the accelerator, one trip after another.

Going back and forth on a bumpy washboard road - and myself lying in the middle of the road.

When the noisy duck ran the motorcycle tire over his ear again, Wei Ran finally woke up, and then he heard the sound he heard in his dream again.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Wei Ran reacted very quickly, and sat up with a "Tang!", got dressed as quickly as possible, and picked up the Czech version of the hair

Then he ran out with his rifle.

He didn't have time to calculate how long he had slept, but at this time the wind and snow outside the ice cave had stopped, and it was still a rare daytime.

Not only that, less than a hundred meters away, there were at least thousands of tall emperor penguins lining up, making short but powerful noises like wasps and Donald Duck arguing with a motorcycle that couldn't catch fire.

Penetrating screams, while swaying on the road.

From time to time, the penguins would lie down, push hard with their legs, and slide their bodies against the snow far away. Then they would use their sharp beaks to support their bodies to stand up and take two steps again.

Then he lay down again and slid out.

Inexplicably, those creatures that were as big as a six- or seven-year-old child, and those creatures that were too numerous to see at a glance, actually made Wei Ran, who had already raised his gun, feel inexplicable fear!

Taking a deep breath, Wei Ran waved his hand and took out the backpack filled with cooking utensils and placed it on the ground. Then he sat down and put the gun in his hand on the backpack, pushed the bullet, loaded the gun, took aim, and finally pulled the trigger with an expressionless expression!

"boom!"

After the clear gunfire, the indescribable screams stagnated, and then became more and more noisy after a short period of silence. Those fat innocent lives also fluttered their wings that were almost equivalent to decoration and fled in all directions, sticking to the ground.

Sliding, or falling down one after another in panic.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

...

Amidst the gunshots one after another, Wei Ran emptied three magazines of bullets in a row, but the emperor penguins still did not escape his effective shooting range.

"Sorry, this winter is too long..."

Wei Ran murmured silently, filled the weapon with bullets again with an expressionless face, moved the muzzle slightly, and pulled the trigger again.

When he emptied the fifth magazine, which was also the last magazine he brought, this huge group of penguins finally left his effective shooting range.

Putting away his backpack and standing up silently, Wei Ran leaned his empty rifle against the edge of the ice cave. Then he hitched the dogs to the sled and shouted at them to leave the ice cave. He placed the nearest penguin corpse

It was shipped back.

Wei Ran quickly disembowelled the penguin corpse, carefully observed the removed internal organs, then cut them into pieces and threw them to the dogs.

While the dogs were enjoying their meal, he also peeled off the penguin's skin and threw it into the deepest part of the ice cave. Then he removed the less valuable parts and lifted the steaming tutu in his hand.

Wrap it in a layer of snow outside, and then throw it into the deepest part of the tent.

Next, he ordered the dogs to go back and forth between the hunting ground and the ice cave, picking up the huge corpses one by one.

Soon, more than twenty emperor penguin carcasses were piled up in the ice cave. These carcasses were enough for the more than fifty sled dogs to eat for a while. What's more, he also found the breeding ground of this penguin colony.

After counting the two rows of penguin heads placed at his feet, Wei Ran once again ordered the dogs to set off to find the last three penguins he had just shot.

Thanks to the beautiful tuxedos on these big guys and the bright red blood stains left by the wounds, it is not difficult to find them. The only trouble is that they are getting further and further away.

Easily carrying a stiff penguin corpse onto the sleigh, Wei Ran glanced at the other two corpses only 5 meters away, simply knocked on the snowshoes on his feet, and walked directly over.

The two emperor penguins are both over one meter tall. Their plump and round bodies are filled with enough fat to survive the cold winter, making them weigh nearly a hundred kilograms.

Wei Ran bent down and grabbed a penguin's feet, and tried to lift it up. At the same time, he secretly wondered whether the paws of this thing would be more delicious than chicken feet if they were properly marinated.

However, before he could figure out whether the spices in the basket could be gathered together to make a pot of soup, the snow under his feet suddenly sank in!

"broken!"

Wei Ran reacted very quickly and immediately let go of the penguin he had just picked up, and at the same time subconsciously threw himself to the ground.

However, before his chest touched the blood-stained snow on the ground, his feet collapsed with a crash!

"grass!"

Wei Ran only had time to let out a exclamation before his whole body fell into the deep ice!

Almost subconsciously, he once again grabbed the penguin that fell into the ice crevice with him, pulled it into his arms, and firmly grasped the thick feathers and the sharp and deadly beak.

"Bang!"

Almost at the moment he clenched his feathers, his body and that of the penguin crashed onto the snowdrift at the bottom of the crevice.

"Pooh"

Wei Ran spit out the smelly liquid that had just spurted out of the penguin's mouth and splashed onto his face and mouth. Then he turned over with a grin on his face, looking at the sky above the narrow gap above his head, and feeling the sensation at the same time.

The state of the body.

Based on visual inspection alone, the ice crevice he just fell into was probably nearly ten meters deep, and unlike the ice crevice where Major Schubert was buried, this ice crevice was a structure with a small mouth and a big belly.

Perhaps precisely because of this structure, a thick layer of grave-like snowdrifts accumulated at the bottom of the ice crevice helped him cushion a large amount of impact.

But even so, he could clearly detect that his right elbow seemed to have been dislocated by the fall just now, and his right ankle also seemed to be injured.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that the impact of the pot of coffee he had placed in his arms was almost like a punch to his stomach, almost knocking out his overnight canned rice.

With a sigh of relief, Wei Ran climbed far away with difficulty, then took out an oil drum filled with kerosene, opened the lid and poured some on the penguin's body, then collected the oil drum and lit it with a lighter.

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With a "hoo" sound, the steaming flames illuminated the ice crevice, allowing him to see the surrounding situation.

What he didn't expect was that there were many bird nests made of feathers and moss in the ice crevices. In some nests, there were even unknown birds with white feathers lying on their backs.

At this time, whether it was the light of the fire or the pungent smell of burnt protein, these beings hiding in the ice crevices made restless screams one after another.

Without daring to waste time, Wei Ran took off his gloves and bit them in his mouth. With a crisp "click" sound, he first restored the dislocated elbow, and then massaged it again. Although it was not dislocated, it took no effort at all.

ankle.

It wasn't until the flames on the penguin's body were about to go out that he struggled to get up, raised his head and began to think about how to climb up.

The only thing he was lucky about now was that in view of what happened to the major, he was extra cautious and always carried the mountaineering equipment with him.

But at this time, one of his feet had no strength, and the elbow of one hand was aching, so he was not sure whether he could climb up.

Taking out a backpack full of cooking utensils, Wei Ran rummaged through it and took out the American oil stove he had obtained in the Shetgen Forest and lit the torch that served as lighting.

Holding the oil stove in one hand and a mountaineering pick in the other, he limped forward for a few hundred meters until he finally came to the end of the ice crevice.

Along the way, the gap above his head had been completely covered by snow, and the light here naturally became extremely dim. But fortunately, it was no longer a structure with a small mouth and a big belly, and he finally had the courage to climb up again.

possible.

Wei Ran carefully sat down against the ice wall, put crampons on his feet, and then rummaged around in his arms, taking out a disposable morphine he had stolen from Dr. Yog, and was particularly stingy in it.

Less than half the amount was injected near the injured ankle.
Chapter completed!