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Chapter 683 Sandstorm

On the snow field, Erha, wearing a horned helmet, bounced around.

The huge horned helmet covered Goudan's entire head, and there was even a big gap. He walked swayingly, but Goudan was not troubled, and was still very happy. He thought it was his trophy.

Sticking out his tongue and licking the horn helmet, Goudan was very pleased.

What a beautiful day these days.

Goudan no longer remembers when he came out, and there is no concept of time in his mind, but he knows that it has been a long, long time since the last time he had a full meal.

In this endless, uninhabited and snow-capped Greenland, the three sled dogs are undoubtedly insignificant. Looking around, there is snow everywhere. How can there be any food?

Occasionally, if you are lucky, you may be able to catch a stupid bird, but not every time.

A few days ago, the cold and snowstorm came again, and they had to continue to set off to fend for themselves because they were hungry and cold, but they didn't want to find human beings under their own "leadership".

I really am a born "head dog"!

"Lazy again."

Bi Fang kicked Goudan's ass, almost knocking Erha's horned helmet off his head.

After being kicked, Goudan began to work hard again, wearing a helmet, and braved the wind and snow with the other two dogs.

The horn helmet is very huge. From the front, it is almost the size of an adult man's chest, so it is very funny to wear it on Erha's head.

Originally, Bi Fang didn't want to take such a heavy thing, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was a pity to throw it away. After all, it was a rather rare trophy. With the idea of ​​collecting and decorating it, Bi Fang was still not willing to throw it away.

"Huh, take a break."

I spent almost all of last night packing up the loot, and barely slept much, and now I feel exhausted.

Bi Fang sat on the ground and called out Sansha to stop the sled. I have to say that they are really good at pulling the sled, and their strength is quite strong.

If Bi Fang was alone, he would inevitably have to give up some of his belongings to limit the weight to less than 100 kilograms. It was impossible for him to bring almost everything he could carry with him like he is doing now.

The three fools who stopped were so tired that they stuck out their tongues, and they didn't even lean together to keep warm. It seemed that they were really tired.

Drank some water and ate some meat.

Bi Fang turned around and checked the sled. He made it improvised, and only fixed it with ropes. At the bottom, there were six sled boards connected two by two. Finally, they were fixed together with ropes, not necessarily firm.

And on this crude sled board, there is dismembered musk ox beef. Because of the freezing, it is hard and does not look so bloody. What's more, there is a square piece of musk ox hide on it. Tie it up carefully, and you won't know what's underneath until you untie it.

Although it will inevitably smell of blood in the end, as long as the tanning is successful, the leather can be washed and will not return to its original state.

The musk ox leather itself is not rectangular. Bi Fang cut off the excess leftover material and made a small vest for Three Silly and One Dog. The bottom was tied with a rope and tied tightly. Although it is not beautiful, it is also very strong.

Seemingly feeling the warming effect of musk cowhide, Sansha didn't really resist wearing clothes.

After resting for a while, Bi Fang blew a whistle, and one person and three dogs acted as laborers again.

【It smells like a laborer】

[Trackers on Greenland]

[Although, but, I always feel that this combination is a bit outrageous]

"The wind is very strong today, so we should pay attention to the choice of direction. Fortunately, because the musk ox runs slowly, we have not left the valley too far. I expect to be able to go back tomorrow afternoon or the morning after tomorrow."

Bi Fang estimated it and thought it should be about the same.

The group activities of the musk ox are too nasty. If it weren't for pulling the sled by itself, maybe I could go back today.

Thinking of this, Bi Fang couldn't wait. This 200kg musk ox solved most of the winter crisis at once. As long as the food is stored well, at least the first two months don't have to worry too much about the heat problem.

Coupled with the musk ox hide that is more than 1.9 meters long, it can almost be made into a sleeping bag.

Bi Fang was a little excited when he thought that he could sleep in a warm blanket without worrying about food.

"Huh, the weather is getting colder and colder. At noon, the temperature may be minus 30 degrees."

Bi Fang pulled the long rope that went up, and was about to take out the thermometer to check the temperature, but he was yelled at by something.

At first he thought it was dry snow, but unexpectedly the foreign object in his mouth showed no sign of melting at all, it felt more like sand to him.

"Pah, what is it?"

The wind suddenly became stronger, and the fine sand, which was far rougher than snowflakes, hit Bi Fang's face under the action of the strong wind, causing his skin to ache.

"Where did the sand come from?"

Bi Fang spit out a mouthful of saliva, but found that he couldn't spit it out at all. As long as he opened his mouth, there would be sand on the next second. He finally opened his eyes in the strong wind, but found that the wind and snow that had only slightly obstructed his vision, suddenly became thicker.

The sky suddenly darkened.

And farther away, an obvious dark long dragon is rolling in.

Another blizzard?

Bi Fang was surprised by the sudden darkness of the sky, but the next moment he keenly realized that something was wrong. If it was a snowstorm, what was he talking about?

sand, wind, dragon

Bi Fang shuddered and almost jumped up in shock: "Damn it, sandstorm!"

[Sandstorm? How can it be? 】

[Old Fang, are you kidding me, there are sandstorms here? 】

The audience was a little surprised and puzzled by this voice, and more doubts. From the understanding of a normal person, how could there be a sandstorm in Greenland?

In the more than ten days since I came to the island, besides snow is snow, is there anything else?

But when the audience looked into the distance, this doubt turned into shock again, and the power of nature appeared again.

The originally clear field of vision seemed to be covered with a layer of gauze, and the entire sky was dark and gloomy, accompanied by an extremely pungent dusty smell.

Bi Fang was sure that this was definitely not snow, but sand, this was a sandstorm!

No, more outrageous than a sandstorm.

Bi Fang looked up at the pitch-black sky and swallowed.

It's a blizzard and a sandstorm!

Black cirrus clouds swooped in from the north. In this high-latitude region, the rainfall was less than that of the Sahara Desert, but once black cumulonimbus clouds appeared, the sky would change instantly, and the snow would bury everything.

Sand and dust mixed with dry snow roared and rolled like a giant dragon. The dust head was tens of meters high. The area covered by the clouds was pitch black, while the other half was pure white. The boundary line was as sharp as a blade.

Ask for a monthly ticket, and sacrifice a new book by the way.

The title of the book is "I Became a Royal Guard in Britain" ~ Steampunk + Cthulhu style, with a bit of scp elements...

The Pyrenees ibex was the first animal in the world to become extinct twice.