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Chu Zihang took a glance and turned to apply antifreeze oil to the guns in the weapons box.
In the corner farthest from them, the last Alexander Bunin left in the world was staring out the window in a daze, wrapped in a thick military quilt with a blanket filling every gap.
In fact, he was the one who provided guidance along the way. The old man was like a migrating mandarin fish, and he could find a certain coordinate without any reference.
They rushed all the way to Black Swan Port and were now close to Verkhoyansk.
Bunin's deal was about to be done, but he had no intention of leaving.
He sent away Christina, the child who might not even be considered his daughter, because he loved Bella deeply, so after Bella's death, this love continued to her flesh and blood.
But now everything is over. After the real Bunin died, the bigwigs in Moscow would no longer buy into his business. The huge empire he originally owned is about to disappear. Maybe Okinets and others who escaped from City 023 will still do business with him because of their past friendship, but the Alexander Bunin who was famous in the circle of power is already history.
As if realizing that Lu Mingfei was looking at him, Bunin raised his cloudy eyes and looked over.
He gave the man a forced smile and nodded.
Lu Mingfei rested Ling's head on his shoulder. The wound he suffered in the battle with θ yesterday had almost healed, except for a faint mark on his throat.
The girl hugged the man beside her tightly, a small ball, and gently stroked the mark with one hand.
The flames in the gas stove were dancing. Chu Zihang was sitting alone beside the stove, staring at the flames in a daze. His back was slender and his profile was angular. The flames and shadows cut off deep proportions on his face.
"Don't be afraid, Faust, you will not be alone even if you die..." Ling whispered in Lu Mingfei's ear. Her voice was very soft, as if she would fall asleep in the next second. Lu Mingfei patted the princess' back as if he was coaxing a baby to sleep, and soon Ling really fell asleep.
Lu Mingfei looked at Chu Zihang's profile. They hadn't seen each other for a long time. During this period, many major things had happened to each of them. Logically speaking, they should have had endless things to talk about after settling down.
But it seems that both of them just want to be quiet for a while.
His eyelids were twitching, and Chu Zihang's figure in the firelight became increasingly blurred. Lu Mingfei finally couldn't bear it any longer, and fell asleep in the slight drunkenness that gradually emerged on him, snuggling up to Ling.
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When Lu Mingfei opened his eyes, he saw the faint green fluorescence of the dashboard flowing on Ling's eyelashes.
The snowmobile curled up like a frozen shell in the long dark night. The car was silent, with only the occasional light snoring to be heard.
Something outside the window caught Lu Mingfei's attention. He looked over and saw a warm glow gathering together beyond the horizon.
"Aurora?" He was a little confused. Could it be that at this longitude and latitude, he could see the skirt of the legendary goddess?
"No, the car's positioning system is too old. In fact, it took us a hundred kilometers longer. That direction is Verkhoyansk. I roughly calculated that it is still about thirty kilometers away." Chu Zihang was also awake, and his eyes without contact lenses were flashing a creepy golden light in the dark.
Lu Mingfei was a little dazed.
Thirty kilometers away, Verkhoyansk was burning with an orange halo below the horizon. It was the last wick of human civilization left on the snowfield.
Ling curled up in the cotton chair next to Lu Mingfei, hugging his arms tightly, with his cold little face buried in the camel hair scarf.
She was worthy of the title of Her Royal Highness the Princess. Even in this situation, there was still not a single flaw to be found. Her whole body maintained aristocratic elegance and almost enchanting beauty.
"What's outside?" Lu Mingfei suddenly realized that they were surrounded by a layer of white steam, which was firmly wrapping the snowmobile inside.
Chu Zihang hesitated for a moment: "This machine is not turned off, so there is no need to preheat it when it is started again. There is a layer of water vapor from the melted snow outside."
Lu Mingfei thought of the boiling metal pipes in City 023, where scalding distilled water gushed out from the cracks and condensed into scorching rain on the huge reinforced concrete dome of the underground civil air defense project.
Suddenly, the eyes of both of them turned cold.
Amid the howling of wind and snow in the middle of the night, they heard the roar of some wild beast.
"Behind, the direction you came from." Xia Mi appeared beside Lu Mingfei like a ghost. Lu Mingfei was stunned for a moment and turned his head suddenly to look.
There was a vague shadow deep in the snowfield, like clouds torn apart by the aurora.
Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang looked at each other and reached for the night vision binoculars. The cold metal shell immediately stuck to the skin of their palms.
It turned out to be an anchored hovercraft, with its hatch open like a black cavity. Accumulated snow climbed up the anti-skid tires, weaving spider-web-like ice silk in the cabin.
Hazy hot air was emanating from the open hatch and the roar of the engine was still heard, but the thing failed to start after several attempts.
It was two kilometers away, at the bottom of a low slope, so Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang could see him but he couldn't see here.
No one has passed by this kind of place for decades, so it is impossible that it would welcome two groups of tourists at the same time today. Lu Mingfei woke Ling up, and Chu Zihang woke up Su Si. The moment the two girls woke up, a telescope was stuffed into their hands.
"What is that? Are they pursuers from the academy?" Susie asked solemnly.
Ling suddenly grabbed Lu Mingfei's wrist.
"Go and have a look," she said.
Lu Mingfei was about to speak when he turned around and saw the princess's firm and unquestionable gaze.
"Okay." He nodded and clicked the safety on the Desert Eagle.
After entering Siberia, Lu Mingfei always kept the good habit of applying antifreeze oil to his weapons, so whether it was the bolt of the Desert Eagle or the knife case of the Seven Deadly Sins, they could be used normally.
——When the aperture of the tactical flashlight pierced the darkness, Jiude Mai was leaning in front of the console, her tight black combat uniform blending into the shadows, only some kind of communication device wrapped around her neck was emitting a faint metallic glow.
Lu Mingfei's expression changed drastically, but Ling took off his coat first and wrapped it around the girl who was only wearing a thin combat uniform.
It can be imagined that the layer of fabric should be a cold-proof material developed by the best scientific research institution under the name of the little devil, but the temperature outside is as low as minus 40 degrees Celsius. No matter what kind of cold-proof material is used, it is difficult to help the human body retain body temperature.
"Do you know each other?" Chu Zihang asked puzzledly.
"My friend is trustworthy." Lu Mingfei nodded.
Ling's boot heel rolled over the frozen fuel surface in the car. Lu Mingfei frowned and bent down to pick up the brass shell that was half buried inside.
There were unrecognizable alchemical matrix residues engraved on the inner wall of the shell. It was obvious that this was the mercury core warhead developed by Su Enxi to imitate the Frigga bullet in order to deal with the threat of dragons.
The heating system of the hovercraft should have failed long ago. Lu Mingfei stepped forward, picked up Jiude Mai, stroked her wrist, and felt a weak pulse.
"Her body temperature is too low. She needs emergency treatment immediately." Lu Mingfei said. He hugged the girl tightly. The dragon blood in his body boiled. In a moment, a thin layer of steam lingered around him.
Ling searched around and found a black box in the corner.
The three of them checked again to make sure there wasn't much missing and returned to the snowmobile.
Chapter 592 Massacre
When Lu Mingfei hugged Jiude Mai and rushed into the shuttle, everyone was on high alert.
Bunin's eyes flickered. Although he didn't know how Mr. Lu, a man with a mysterious identity who had provoked powerful enemies in the dark society, could pick up a beautiful woman with an oriental face in such a ghost place, he still helped him light all the gas stoves in the car.
The heating system was turned on at full power, and the perceived temperature quickly rose to over 20 degrees.
During the time they were away, Susie had joined several tables together, covered them with military quilts, and placed boiling water on the side, emitting large amounts of steam.
"Adrenaline, lidocaine and digitalis preparations, syringes and needles for blood transfusion, and medical alcohol." Lu Mingfei spoke very quickly. Bunin rolled over from his chair like a nimble fat hamster and accurately found everything he wanted.
Adrenaline and syringes are essential medical supplies, especially since this snowmobile was originally placed at the exit of the escape route of City 023. If Alexander Bunin needs this vehicle one day, he must be on his way to escape. Even a lone dragon king would be injured when facing hundreds or thousands of elite hybrids besieging him in this era of rapid population growth caused by the explosion of production technology. Adrenaline can help Bunin save his life at a critical moment.
Life-saving drugs such as Licardoine and digitalis preparations, which can stabilize vital signs when the human body's heart rate is disturbed due to hypothermia, are also indispensable for crossing Siberia.
After placing Jiude Ma Yi on the military quilt, Lu Mingfei immediately held down the hem of her combat uniform. He hesitated for a moment and looked at Chu Zihang. Chu Zihang immediately understood and pulled Buning, who was watching the fun nearby, to hide aside together.
"Don't look at anything inappropriate." Chu Zihang said.
Bunin shut his mouth obediently.
Last night, Chu Zihang's move of Red Lotus Karma Fire in City 023 was like a god or demon descending to the earth. Old Bunin was as clean as a green hand, without even a trace of dragon blood in his body, so how could he dare to offend this guy.
After the two male creatures with eyes as big as copper bells walked away, Lu Mingfei tore open Jiude Mai's combat uniform along the seams.
Ling bit her lip, and only then did she notice that the man's arm, which had just held Jude Mai, was now completely stained red.
After the combat uniform was torn open, only dense green scales were seen. The scales were soaked with blood. There was a huge cut on the abdomen of the long-legged girl, and it looked like she had been attacked.
The hovercraft malfunctioned during the high-speed pursuit, causing severe shaking and even capsizing. The heating system and engine were also severely damaged at that time.
However, she must have had a fierce counterattack, because empty bullet shells could be seen everywhere on the floor of the cabin. I just don't know how Jude Mai escaped.
"My words don't work. I've tried." Without waiting for Ling to speak, Lu Mingfei frowned and whispered.
The words "Don't die" have never failed. When Nono was performing a mission in Kuimen, Three Gorges, his whole body was burned by high-temperature flames and his heartbeat almost stopped. He was brought back to the human world in this situation. There is no reason why the same effect cannot be reproduced on Jiude Mai.
Lu Mingfei held the girl's wrist again to feel her heartbeat.
Her pulse was too weak and her heart rate was very irregular. There were always pacemakers in snowmobiles, but using one in this situation would harm her.
After confirming that he could not use supernatural powers to revive her, Lu Mingfei gave up his fantasy and began to concentrate.
In the blood-blasting state, his thinking ability and reaction speed reached inhuman levels. Lu Mingfei had received similar first aid training countless times in another time and space.
The sterilized tweezers carefully picked up the scraps of cloth from the huge tear in Jude Mai's wound. When the tip of the tweezers touched the flesh, the girl's stunning and enchanting body, still wrapped in combat uniform, like a serpentine, began to tremble slightly. Her proud chest rose and fell violently, and beads of sweat oozed out of her pale cheeks.
At the same time, the iron-blue scales pierced the skin and suddenly opened, and the sharp edges cut the combat uniform into pieces.
She was too weak and had no ability to struggle or resist. Lu Mingfei didn't need to hold down her hands and feet to avoid causing secondary injuries.
For the next half an hour, everyone present witnessed a textbook-level surgical operation, including hypothermia, sharp cuts, and shock caused by blood loss...
Lu Mingfei used the most complete medicines and surgical tools that Bunin could provide to forcibly snatch Jiude Mai's life back from the hands of death.
Fortunately, the wound that almost cost her life was not particularly deep, did not hurt any vital parts, and did not damage any organs. It only required debridement and suturing.
After doing all this, even Lu Mingfei felt a little tired. He pulled the quilt over Jiude Mai and then pushed the bed next to the fire so that the flames could warm her body.
After taking the medicine, Mai Jude's heart rate has returned to normal. Her body temperature, which had originally dropped below 29.8 degrees, is now beginning to rise slowly. As long as it can rise to 32 degrees, she will be out of danger.
"What's her blood type?" Lu Mingfei began to check the syringe and needle.
Zero hesitated, "AB type," she said.
Lu Mingfei nodded and inserted one end of the needle into his own vein and the other end into Jiude Mai's vein.
"I have type O blood, so it doesn't matter if I get a little transfusion," he said.
Since he was out of danger for the time being, Lu Mingfei used intravenous blood transfusion directly. If he used arterial blood transfusion, it might cause arterial embolism.
No one stopped this action. In fact, the practice of directly transfusing blood from one human body to another to save the lives of wounded people can be traced back to World War I.
Mixed-bloods have stronger immune systems, so the rejection would be more severe. However, the blood types of the two people are fairly compatible, and the most that Jiude Mai would experience would be some adverse reactions when receiving Lu Mingfei's blood transfusion.
After the blood transfusion was completed, Jiude Mai, who was lying quietly on the bed made of tabletops, finally had a rosy look on her face, but she still showed no signs of waking up. Lu Mingfei, Chu Zihang, Susie and Ling sat on both sides of another long table, while Bunin volunteered to use a stove to help them make a pot of braised beef.
There was heavy snow falling outside the window, and the light from the gas stove was reflected on the glass, appearing an orange color.
Su Si glanced at the two people in front of her vigilantly, and Chu Zihang put a hand on her leg to give her a sense of security.
Lu Mingfei drank from a bottle of frozen sturgeon vodka, while Ling lowered her head and stirred her own jar with a spoon, the aroma of beef wafting out as she stirred.
In Lu Mingfei's sight, the girl who was the only one he could see was sitting beside him carelessly, with one hand supporting her cheek, and with the other hand holding a pen that only she could hold, drawing a little turtle on Susie's face.
"What's the matter with this girl?" Susie asked.