After several soldiers carried some supplies into the plane, the propeller on the transport plane began to turn.
Du Zhong smiled and said, "The plane is about to take off. Goodbye."
Jiang Yuxin sat on a simple seat, looking at the snow-white snowmobiles in the cabin, complaining: "Brother Ye, didn't you say there was a first-class cabin?"
The elder sister Jiang Yixue smiled and said, "There is only one cabin here, isn't it first class?"
Feeling cheated, Jiang Yuxin insisted on getting off the plane.
"I'm getting off the plane. I'm not going."
The plane had begun to move slowly and could not leave, so Nie Qingwu signaled Jiang Yuxin to fasten her seat belt.
"Sister Yuxin, fasten your seat belts. This is a small plane and it will be very bumpy."
Jiang Yuxin had no choice but to fasten the seat belt around her waist.
"It's easy to get on a pirate ship, but it's not easy to get off."
Lan Ling'er asked curiously, "Are we going to Antarctica on this plane?"
"Yes, the snowstorm in Antarctica just stopped, so we took this plane to the camp."
Jiang Yuxin said with disdain: "Can such a small plane fly to Antarctica?"
Xiao Liu explained with a smile: "Miss Jiang, don't look down on this plane. Although it is small, it is very flexible and can withstand cold weather better than ordinary civil aircraft. It is as strong as a fighter jet."
"Xiao Liu is right. Although this plane is small, it is a special operations aircraft. It can definitely fly to extremely cold places like Antarctica."
Ye Feng smiled without saying anything. No matter how flexible it is, it is not as flexible as my Thunder Sword. It’s just that Jiang Yuxin and the others have not yet mastered the skills of flying swords. Once they learn how to use flying swords, they won’t have to take planes anymore.
The plane flew above the clouds, and the sunlight shone through the windows, giving everything a golden glow.
The sea of clouds looked like huge balls of cotton, soft and white.
The plane encountered several strong convection airs and became bumpy. Jiang Yuxin was obviously a little nervous and held on to the seat belt tightly.
Jiang Yixue comforted her, "It's okay, it's normal to have a little bumpy ride on the plane, don't worry."
Lan Ling'er made a face at Jiang Yuxin: "Haha, are you scared, little Yuxin?"
"Tsk, I'm not scared."
Elegant piano music was playing in the cabin, which relieved Jiang Yuxin's nervousness and her expression relaxed.
The rest of the flight was smooth and very gentle, but everyone felt that the cabin was getting colder and colder as we got closer to the South Pole.
The plane slowly descended and passed through the clouds, and everyone saw a world of ice and snow.
After a brief fluctuation, the plane glided on the ice for a while and then stopped quietly.
Waves of chill surrounded me silently.
Nie Qingwu put on a white camouflage snowsuit, a windproof mask and goggles, and distributed the same snowsuit equipment to everyone.
There was a microphone embedded in the windproof goggles. Everyone could hear Nie Qingwu clearly even through the thick snow suit.
"We are here. Everyone, put on your clothes, windproof masks and goggles, and follow me closely. Don't get separated. If you get separated at home, you can find your way home. If you get separated here, you may become a fossil thousands of years later."
When Nie Qingwu issued the warning, he was looking at Jiang Yuxin.
Jiang Yuxin stamped her feet coquettishly. Are you talking about me? You only know how to use me as an excuse.
The deck at the tail of the transport plane slowly opened, and the cold wind blew into the cabin with ice and snow. It was only then that everyone felt the real cold. Fortunately, they were all wearing thick snowproof suits.
This kind of snowproof clothing is made of special materials. It is not only windproof and snowproof, but also easier to keep warm.
Nie Qingwu first drove a snowmobile and took the soldier Xiao Liu with her.
She made an OK gesture to Ye Feng.
"Brother Ye, follow me."
"You go ahead, I will follow you."
Snowmobiles, also known as sleds, give you a feeling of flying when you drive them on a snowy ice field.
As soon as Nie Qingwu stepped on the accelerator, the snowmobile sped across the thick snow.
There has been a snowstorm these days, and the ground is covered with snow, making it impossible to walk. But riding a snowmobile is as easy as walking on flat ground.
Jiang Yixue sat behind Ye Feng, her arms tightly around his waist. She pressed her body against Ye Feng's back, feeling that the broad back was like a warm haven. Even in an extremely cold place like Antarctica, it was still a place she could rely on.
Ye Feng asked with concern: "Yixue, are you seated?"
Jiang Yixue did not answer, but blew gently on Ye Feng's back.
Ye Feng understood what he meant, stepped on the accelerator, and chased after Nie Qingwu in front of him.
Seeing that Nie Qingwu and Ye Feng both drove away with the sled, Lan Ling'er felt a little itchy.
She took the driver's seat first: "Yuxin, sit in the back and hold me, hold me tight, otherwise I will throw you off when I turn the corner."
Jiang Yuxin hugged Lan Ling'er's waist tightly, really afraid that Lan Ling'er would throw her off, so she shouted, "I'm sitting well, you drive."
Lan Ling'er whistled comfortably, and the snowmobile flew rapidly. She felt the cold wind blowing across her cheeks, and the surrounding icebergs retreated rapidly.
Lan Linger laughed: "It's so cool, I've wanted to go skiing for a long time, but I was afraid of the cold, so I never dared to go. No wonder so many people like skiing, it turns out skiing is so fun."
Jiang Yuxin said with disdain: "What's so fun about skiing? Why don't you come with me to the South China Sea to water ski? It's so much fun there. It's so icy and snowy here, it's boring."
Three snowmobiles, like white ghosts in the snow, sped across the ice and snow and came to a towering iceberg.
At the foot of the towering iceberg, there is a large iron gate carved by humans with a warning written in Chinese characters on it.
This is a scientific research area. Please do not enter.
The big iron gate was tightly closed and seemed to have merged into the iceberg.
Nie Qingwu stopped his motorcycle in front of the big iron gate and looked around vigilantly.
The cold wind was howling all around, and only the cold and lonely iceberg stood tall.
No one will come to the heart of this Antarctic glacier.
Nie Qingwu walked to the big iron gate, grasped the door handle tightly, and twisted it suddenly. The door handle was unscrewed, revealing an electronic screen.
The red light was still flashing on the electronic screen, obviously it was still powered.
He took off his gloves and pressed his hands tightly against the electronic screen.
Nie Qingwu felt a faint warmth coming from the electronic screen, driving away the coldness in his hands.
A cold female electronic voice sounded: "Authentication passed, welcome back."
Listening to the cold female electronic voice, Jiang Yuxin showed a look of disgust: "Why does it sound a bit like the voice of the Red Queen in Resident Evil?"
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