Chapter 57: Blood Seeping Through the Door
Bifang took off his hat so that he could hear more clearly.
The snowflakes rushed in and squinted his eyes. Bifang closed his eyes slightly, then opened them and looked silently at the woods in the distance with a serious expression.
When the audience heard the sound of the wind, they felt as if grass was growing in their hearts.
[It feels... like it's real.]
[Will this snowstorm cause Fang Shen to hallucinate? I heard that people who are about to freeze to death will experience hallucinations.]
[How is that possible? Wasn't he doing push-ups just now? Is it just that the sound of the wind was too scary? ]
[Yes, just listening to the sound of the wind is scary. ]
Bifang looked at the barrage of comments and didn't take it seriously. He was very sure that he had not heard it wrong. There was indeed an unusual noise just now, and it sounded like a car horn.
And only the whistle could be so penetrating, cutting through the wind and snow and allowing him to hear it.
There is probably someone ahead!
"No, whether it's true or not, I have to go and see it."
Bifang firmly believed in his judgment. He stood up from the snow cave, put on his hat again, and walked towards the direction where the sound came from, staggering against the wind and snow.
Seeing the host so determined, the audience in front of the screen suddenly became uncertain. Listening to the wind, it seemed that there really was someone on the other side, and they all launched barrages to keep him.
Because many fans have been waiting for this live broadcast for half a month, or at least watched the cover trailer on Langya TV for three full days before waiting for this live broadcast, but it’s going to end in less than two days?
The foreplay is so long and the process is so short, who can stand it!
[Are you going to be rescued? ]
[Why is it so fast this time? It's only about ten chapters in the novel, right? Where's the climax? You'll flop like this! No one will read it next time!]
[Yeah, I haven't seen enough yet! Isn't this too sloppy? ]
[It would be great if Fang Shen heard it wrong. ]
[That’s right, I hope you heard it wrong. ]
Why don’t these people expect him to do well?
Bifang was a little depressed, but he still explained: "Don't worry, even if we really meet someone, there is a high probability that they are in trouble. I don't know who will save whom if I go."
He raised his head and pointed at the sky: "Just look at the weather. Who would come out at this time? And he tried to make a sound of a certain frequency. If this isn't a disaster, what is it?"
After hearing Bifang's explanation, the audience immediately understood.
That seems to be the case!
Except for someone as skilled and courageous as Bifang, who would dare to point this out? Isn't this courting death?
[666, coming out to the wilderness to survive, and having to save others as well? ]
[This wave, this wave is trying to save others instead of asking for help! ]
[If this saves someone, won’t it make you famous? Will the news report it? ]
[Look at the popularity of the live broadcast room, it has reached 500,000, this is not called famous? ]
[That’s different. Now I’m just famous in the live broadcast circle. If I save someone and get on the news, the whole country will know about it. It’s completely different! ]
After going down the snow slope, Bifang entered the woods. He tightened the brim of his hat and headed in the direction he remembered.
"I can still hear the sound in such a strong wind, so the enemy can't be very far away from us, maybe only two or three hundred meters away, or even shorter."
Stepping on the thick snow, Bifang leaned forward and moved forward against the storm. The footprints left by its front feet were filled up by the flying snow.
Under the power of nature, humans cannot leave any traces at all.
As the distance got closer, a clear whistle suddenly sounded through the snowy forest, and this time, everyone heard it.
[Wow, there really is a car! ]
[Fuck, God Fang’s ears are too good, right? ]
[Can you drive a car in such thick snow? Not to mention the tires, even the gasoline must be frozen, right?]
"If it were an ordinary car, it would definitely not work. But I think this car is very likely equipped with triangular tracks, so it can move forward on such thick snow. In addition, the freezing point of gasoline is actually very low, generally solidifying at minus 35 degrees Celsius. Diesel is easy to freeze. Maybe the other party also added antifreeze."
"But since the other party is so professional, he is probably a local or a forest ranger. But no matter what, we have to go and take a look."
Bifang said a few words and continued to move forward . After another hundred meters, a beam of light lit up in the forest, penetrating the vast snow.
just in front!
The audience was excited, and Bifang quickened his pace and soon climbed up a snow slope.
But as soon as the audience stuck their heads out and saw the situation clearly, they were stunned. The situation was exactly as Bifang had expected.
It was a severely damaged SUV, the entire body of which was in tatters. It was hard not to wonder if it had rolled in a washing machine before its death.
A large tree with a diameter of more than 30 centimeters fell directly on the roof of the car, collapsing the originally sturdy frame. Two of the four doors were missing, and billowing black smoke was coming out of the front hood of the car.
[Oh my god, so fierce? Is this car broken? Is the person inside still alive? ]
[It really is a tracked vehicle. ]
[It's a snowstorm, why are these people out here? Aren't they courting death? ]
[You can't say that. If Fang Shen wasn't so experienced, who would have thought that a blizzard would come? And it came without any preparation. ]
Bifang quickly climbed over the slope and came to the front of the car. As soon as he approached, he heard screams.
Not far away on the snow, a middle-aged man was being crushed by a car door, howling in pain. He saw Bifang and reached out his hand as if he had seen a savior.
"Hurry, hurry and save me, save me!"
Bifang immediately put the drone aside, stepped forward and lifted up the car door that had already been shattered, while the man was still screaming.
He looked up and down and found that there was a huge cut on the man's right leg, and blood was flowing down his trouser leg.
The audience in the live broadcast room seemed to be facing the hideous wound personally through the first-person perspective, and none of them could bear to look at it.
[This is too miserable...]
[It hurts so much. ]
[Nonsense, didn’t you see that I was screaming in pain? ]
【poor thing.】
Seeing that the wound was still bleeding, Bifang quickly pulled out his belt and prepared to tie the blood vessel to stop the bleeding, but as soon as it touched the wound, the man screamed heartbreakingly.
"Hey! Look at me, look at me, don't look down!"
Bifang stared into the man's eyes and shouted over and over again until the man shifted his attention away from the wound, and then he tightened his belt!
A scream pierced through the blizzard and echoed throughout the forest.
The man's tears streamed down his cheeks, but in the cold weather, they quickly condensed into frost and covered his face. The severe pain distorted his features beyond recognition. "I can't move. My legs can't move. My hands can't move. Ah!"
Bifang tightened his belt while looking into the man's eyes and said, "Don't worry, it's a good thing if you feel pain. It means your thigh nerves are not damaged and your legs can still be used!"
"Is it... a good thing?"
"Yes, is there any other place bleeding?"
"I don't know, and I don't feel it."
Seeing that the man's bleeding had stopped temporarily, Bifang dragged him to lean against a big tree, but as soon as he left, the man grabbed his clothes with all his strength.
"Don't go, don't leave me!"
"I'll be back soon. Calm down, okay?" Bifang held the man's hand, comforted him a little, and then walked on the snow to the cab.
In the cab, the airbag had already deflated, and a young man was squeezed on the steering wheel by the twisted car body, unable to move. He saw Bifang, and a bitter smile appeared on his frosty face.
"There really is someone like that. I thought I was really going to die this time."
"If you meet me, you won't die."
The car door was not crushed. Bifang gritted his teeth and pulled it open with difficulty, then pulled the young man out from the side. He was shocked when he saw his hands holding the steering wheel.
The young man's fingers were bent and unable to be stretched out, almost deformed, which must be the result of holding the steering wheel in the severe cold. He must have been the one who honked the horn earlier.
"Your hands are already frozen. If you continue like this, they will probably become necrotic," said Bifang.
But the young man didn't care about himself after hearing this. Instead, he raised his arm tremblingly and pointed it towards the passenger seat, which was the most seriously damaged part of the entire vehicle.
"No, look at the person next to me first. I see he is bleeding a lot. Save him first!"
Following the young man's arm, Bifang looked over, but his view was blocked by the airbag in the passenger seat. However, he could see clearly under the car.
It was a large pool of sticky black blood, dripping down through the crack in the door, and the snow under the car had already turned black and red.
