"I'm curious, we've only known each other for less than 24 hours, why do you want to hang out with me?"

"I don't know why, but ever since I saw your superb marksmanship in the tavern, I have felt that you are a very powerful person."

For such a pale reason, Song Hao, who was lying next to him, was a little speechless, so he turned over and said, "No matter how good your marksmanship is, you can't eat it as food."

At this time, the howling of the strong wind was still coming from outside. They did not continue to talk, as they seemed to have something on their mind.

However, the windproof effect of this tent is pretty good, at least it won’t make people shiver from the cold.

As a result, just when Song Hao thought Aaron had changed his mind, he breathed a long sigh of relief: "But I thought about it carefully. In fact, as long as the two of us work together, we will definitely have no worries about eating and drinking."

Someone: "What?"

Aaron gradually became excited: "Because look, you have wonderful marksmanship, and I have a clever mouth. If you don't mind, I can even be your strategist."

"In less than five years, we will definitely become the legendary robbers who shocked the western wilderness."

The upset Song Hao didn't want to continue this topic, so he simply said: "Then you won't survive long if you mess with me."

After all, he knows exactly what his life will be like in the future.

Although there will be wine and meat, and there won’t be a miserable evening scene, it will definitely not be like now, where you can still eat some roast rabbit leisurely.

And more importantly, now that he is in his twenties, he has been wandering around the world alone.

He has long developed a solitary style of doing things, commonly known as the wild wolf faction.

Now you suddenly say that you want to become one of my subordinates, which makes him somewhat confused. From now on, his rations will be double.

"That might as well be like this. We still have to stay in the snow-capped mountains for a few days anyway."

Aaron, who still refused to give up, smiled: "If I can make you change your opinion here, or if I am lucky enough to help you with anything, you must accept me as your partner."

Since everyone was talking about this, Song Hao was speechless and too lazy to talk.

Looking through the tent at the swaying firelight outside, he finally said: "Shut up and rest, we have to travel tomorrow."

Damn it, I really don’t know why this rookie insists on hanging out with me. He obviously spends his whole day licking blood on a knife’s edge in his life of escape.

What’s good?

In the early morning of the next day, as the branches were broken by the snow, Aaron, who was still in a daze, was woken up by a clanking sound.

He couldn't help but rub his eyes, walked out and asked, "Song Hao, what are you doing?"

"Hurry up and wash up with water. We will set off in half an hour, while the weather is still good."

Song Hao looked at the sunshine above his head. Although there was no warmth to speak of, he could at least rest assured that there would not be a snowstorm in a short time.

Aaron, who was still curious, first put on the white cavalry hat: "I'm talking about why you string all the kettles together and stick them on Shanti's butt."

"Are you really not afraid of horse manure falling in?"

The guy who had no common sense about survival was about to collapse, so Song Hao picked up the snow and extinguished the remaining embers from last night, leaving only a little charcoal and put it in his pocket.

He explained: "Because this is a paradise for fucking beasts, got it?"

"You never know whether there will be a lynx or brown bear staring at you in some unknown corner."

"So sound is the best way of defense, which can deter them from approaching."

After all, during decades of large-scale hunting, wild animals have long developed a subconscious fear, and they will mistake the crisp sound for the hunter's gunshot.

Aaron, who finally came to his senses, stopped nagging and began to pack up the tent and set off.

It is worth mentioning that the top part of Meili Snow Mountain is obviously easier to walk than the lower part, and there are not many uneven roads.

Soon the view gradually becomes wider. As long as you climb over the mountain, you can see Lake Isabel not far away, which is very beautiful.

It is like a mirror without cracks, embedded in this white world.

"It seems that we are going to move forward on foot. Remember to use a branch to explore the path, otherwise you may fall into some dark cave."

"Okay, then I will be responsible for carrying the rations and follow your footsteps."

Song Hao looked at Shanti, who was panting next to him. Such a docile horse hardly needed any reins to control it.

With just a loud whistle, Aaron can call people over from a hundred meters away.

"Be careful, don't slip. There is no doctor here to stop the bleeding."

"Don't worry, our luck won't be that bad."

So Song Hao, who was walking in front, picked up a branch, carefully landing every step, and then checked the next step.

Otherwise, if you find something is wrong, you will have to change another path.

As he said, it turned out that the roads along the way were obviously covered with snow, which was very thick.

Who would have thought that there are dozens of holes, big and small, hidden underneath, what if you accidentally step in.

Not to mention anything else, the sharp rock edges alone are enough to instantly split a person's thigh muscles in such severe cold weather.

It's as sharp as a dagger.

Seeing that we finally arrived at the edge of Lake Isabel, an unprecedented sense of emptiness came to my mind.

Song Hao lit a cigarette and blew out a cloud of milky white smoke into the sky.

You must know that within a period of hundreds of years, if people from all over the world had not gathered together to declare the establishment of a civilized order on this land.

I'm afraid it's not just this unexplored northwest ice field, there should be many places where you can see such shocking and miraculous craftsmanship.

Instead of the steel and cement that you see...

"Speaking of Aaron, why didn't I see the Arabian horse?"

Looking around, Song Hao couldn't help but be a little confused.

He came all the way here, but he didn't want to see the skeleton of a horse that had been eaten to pieces, otherwise he would be really angry to death.

I saw the experienced Aaron strolling to the foot of a spruce tree and slowly cleaning the snow on the surface with his hands: "Don't worry, it must be around."

Song Hao, who followed closely behind, was confused: "How can you be so sure?"

The next second, Aaron stood up and handed a few manes of white hair to him: "Because for wild horses, they have to use the rough trunks of trees to shed and regenerate their own hair every once in a while."

"Of course, some wild horses simply like to scratch themselves to relieve itching."
Chapter completed!