Mu Sicheng bowed his head and searched for a while from the thick, thirty-three-year temperature record that the pile of white willows handed him, and found the coldest spot on August 10 of the previous year.
The record clearly marked the latitude and longitude of this place, which is exactly where Bai Liu and the others are now.
Tang Erda moved the radar detector to the ice, exhaled a breath of heat, straightened up his waist and turned to look at Bai Liu: "It's still the old rule, first detect and then drill?"
Bai Liu nodded.
Tang Erda moved the weighing hydraulic hammer to the ice surface. After carefully checking that there were no ice cracks nearby, he climbed up the helicopter and started to operate the instrument.
Liu Jiayi returned to the helicopter with him.
The wind in this place was too strong, and the strong wind almost had the power to sweep her away, forcing her to return to the helicopter.
Liu Jiayi put her hands on Tang Erda's driving chair, and put her feet on her feet to look at the radar screen on the dashboard.
The instrument scanned down layer by layer, and finally scanned a regular-shaped metal object more than a thousand meters away. This discovery made her frown: "So deep? How long does it take to dig?"
"It is conservatively estimated that it will take more than six hours to work." Tang Er rubbed his red hands carrying the instrument and frowned. People in the country can’t get warm, because the fuel will run out.”
"If you want to dig forcibly, it will be very dangerous."
Liu Jiayi looked at the thermometer hanging by Tang Er’s hand, raised her head and asked him: "But now the temperature here is not very low, it's only minus 30 degrees. Before, you were not at Taishan Station where it was minus 50 degrees. Have you ever worked safely in this environment? Why is it more dangerous to work here?"
"Because the wind speed here is too strong." Tang Erda explained solemnly, "In the Antarctic, the wind is colder than snow."
"Low temperature will only slowly take away human heat, but high-speed wind will take away human body surface temperature faster. We have been exposed to such wind speeds to work. We have imperfect equipment and heat preservation, and it is easy to be caught by strong winds. It took away a lot of heat and was directly blown to death by the wind."
Tang Erda looked at Bai Liu and the others who were stabilizing equipment outside the helicopter.
Mu Sicheng and Mu Ke were turned purple from the cold in just a few minutes. They kept moving slightly on the snow to keep warm. Tang Erda rarely showed some worry: "I'll go down and replace them. Bar."
"But you won't last long under this kind of wind, and you will be frozen like this." Liu Jiayi had a clear mind and pointed out the crux of the problem sharply. "Even if each of us takes turns to be frozen and forcibly digs out the heart, freezing to death will happen sooner or later. Question—because we don’t have any supplies for warming up, the fuel is already insufficient, right?"
Liu Jiayi paused, but couldn't help but said:
"We don't need to die with Spades in this game for the time being. It's normal that we can't win him now. We can convince Bai Liu to log out first."
"Whether it is the task of digging the heart under one thousand meters, or winning the spades, it is too strong for us!!"
Liu Jiayi gripped the frame of the helicopter tightly, her eyes were red, and there were some very faint tears in her. Her voice almost seemed weak in the wind and snow, like a real helpless little girl:
"Spades are really terrible. I have seen Hearts play against him. She asked me if I was sure to save her from the hands of Spades? I didn't answer her at the time."
"But now I can tell you the answer. The answer is absolutely no. I am completely incapable of saving any of my teammates from the hands of spades." Liu Jiayi sobbed, her fingers holding the helicopter frame thin and white. "... I don't want to see Spades kill Bai Liu, just like he threw [White Liu] into a strong acid pool before."
"He will definitely lose, and I can't save him."
Liu Jiayi wanted to cry: "But I'm not sure I can persuade Bai Liu to leave the game. He believes you even more. Can you help me persuade him?"
Tang Erda looked back at the little girl with tears in his eyes and sincerely begging him, her expression was so fragile, he realized in a daze-this bloody and cruel, clever little witch in his memory was also scared.
—The scene I saw at Edmund Station still scared her.
Although the frightened little girl didn't show it at all since boarding the plane, she was calm until now waiting for Bai Liu to leave before trying to conspiracy with him.
Tang Erda's feet stopped slightly, and then he continued to take a step outside, sinking deeply into the snow. He turned around and took the helicopter, looked up at Liu Jiayi by the door, and the wind blew his hat. The animal fur on the fringe was blown up and down.
Liu Jiayi was right, but Bai Liu was a tactician.
—This is an unquestionable identity.
"Are you questioning the tactician's decision?" Tang Erda asked in a deep voice.
Liu Jiayi bit her lower lip and stopped talking.
"Never question the tactician's decision." Tang Erda looked up at Liu Jiayi, "The moment he made a good decision, he had already made the consciousness of paying his life for victory-Bai Liu knew the consequences of all this better than you."
"But for the tactician, the victory of the game is the most important thing, and all you, as his team member, have to do is execute his decision and win the game."
Liu Jiayi's voice was hoarse: "... Even for this victory, it doesn't matter if Bai Liu is dead, right?"
Tang Erda said calmly, "Yes, it doesn't matter."
"Because this is what he wants."
After Tang Er had finished speaking, he turned and left, stomping heavy footprints in the snow.
Liu Jiayi stood by the door and looked down at the footprints for a while, took a deep breath, rubbed two handfuls of tears indiscriminately, and then turned around and started digging through boxes and cabinets to find maps and information.
She gritted her teeth fiercely and thought-die if you die, and you have to survive the catastrophe before you die, first dig out your heart.
Can't freeze to death here!
By the time Bai Liu and the others were turned back by Tang Erda with the drilling machine, Liu Jiayi had already set up a camp on the snow expertly, and also took out heating equipment to warm the three people.
Mu Sicheng was shivering while holding a cup of hot water, and his words were trembling with cold waves: "Damn~ah~ it's too~cold~!"
Liu Jiayi handed Bai Liu a small plush blanket, and Bai Liu took it and wiped the end of his iced hair: "Thank you."
"The fuel is almost running out." After the group of people eased over, Liu Jiayi calmly began to describe the objective dilemma, "Because we still have to leave enough fuel for the helicopter to fly, we don't have enough fuel for six hours."
Bai Liu just thought about it a little and came up with a solution: "Are there other observatories nearby? We can go and search the map to see if there is fuel and supplies to replenish."
"Yes, that's right, I think so too." Liu Jiayi took out a map and spread it between her and Bai Liu. "But I checked it carefully and found only one place that might have material reserves."
Liu Jiayi pointed to a log cabin sign on the map: "This is Scott's cabin. This is a cultural relic left by the early explorers in 1912."
Mu Ke breathed in his palms while poking his head over: "But this kind of cultural relic building is still wooden and flammable. Will it leave a lot of fuel in it?"
"Yes." Liu Jiayi nodded affirmatively, "I have flipped through Edmund's book. There is a travel brochure in it. There are a lot of introductions about this Scott cottage, because the cottage is still being maintained and renovated. Some people live near it, so there are fuel reserves."
Bai Liu nodded: "This is not far from this location. We can walk directly to Scott's cottage to see."
He simply ordered: "Muke, Mu Sicheng, and Jiayi, come with me, take a small part of the fuel and supplies, and leave most of the rest to Captain Tang. He has strong cold resistance, has the ability to drive helicopters, and More familiar with Antarctica, let him focus on drilling and digging here."
"When we get there, give him a satellite call. If there is gas, let him come and refuel. If not, let him continue to stand by."
Bai Liu looked around: "Does anyone have an opinion?"
Mu Ke and Mu Sicheng: "No."
Liu Jiayi pursed her lips, but did not answer.
Bai Liu looked at her quietly.
Liu Jiayi raised her red eyes and looked at him for a while: "Do you have to win the spades?"
Bai Liu smiled: "I have to."
Although he had anticipated this answer, Liu Jiayi couldn't help but want to scold him: "It doesn't matter if you die?"
Bai Liu smiled and stood up, he patted Liu Jiayi's head, stretched out his thumb to wipe away the tears she was holding back, and gently hugged her: "—I promise I will beat him before I die."
The group said goodbye to Tang Erda, took the sleigh and snowball fight and set off in the direction of Scott's cottage.
Scott's cottage is indeed not far away. It didn't take long for a group of people to see this nostalgic building on the coast.
There was a faint light in the cabin, and there was a burst of warm heat, giving a group of people trekking through the wind and snow a kind of refreshing warmth. Mu Sicheng was so comfortable that he couldn't help but soften his shrugged shoulder blades.
Bai Liu put the snowball fight aside, took off his sled shoes, took out the whip and walked into Scott's cottage.
Sitting on the creaking wooden bench was an old man. He half-closed his eyes and roasted by the fireplace, his arms folded in front of his abdomen and dozed off, his upturned beard trembling, and a small string of sound sleep ability emerged from the corners of his mouth. Snoring.
The sound of Bai Liu's footsteps entering the room and the wind chill coming in at the door awakened him. He opened his sleepy eyes, and then saw Bai Liu who was standing less than five meters in front of him.
He seemed very happy. He didn't feel distressed by the uninvited guest's rebellion, but raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Look, what I found."
Edmund's smiling eyes fell on the whip held by Bai Liu: "—another new guest who likes to use whips."