"It's so strong outside!" Lying in the tent, listening to the whistling wind outside, a boy couldn't help but sigh.

It was the third day I came here, and it was completely within the Arctic Circle, so the sky here was almost not very dark. The sun occasionally sets from the west and then rises from the east.

In such an environment, it is a great challenge to the biological clock. He has not fallen asleep for two consecutive days, with red blood in his eyes. He hopes that he can fall asleep as soon as possible, but there is a strong wind blowing outside again.

The climate in the polar regions is quite harsh. The wedges of their tents were nailed to several meters deep below and then frozen. Even so, you can feel the strong wind that can pull up the wedges at any time and lift the tent away.

"Go to sleep." Professor Weiss said: "If you can't rest here well, you will get sick in a few days. We are rarely seen here, and once you get sick, it will be troublesome."

Professor Weiss' concerns make sense. They arrived here on a glider and wanted to leave again. The glider could not play any role. In fact, just after they landed, the glider was dismantled. As the fuel for their fire every day, the glider was made of wooden.

Their return needs to be picked up by helicopters when the weather is good, or they hike to the beach and wait for ships or submarines to pick up. In short, it is impossible to be so timely. If you get sick here, you may even die.

"Yes." The male student agreed, wanting to fall asleep again, and a gurgling sound came out of his stomach.

Not only can't sleep, but even eat, they have no appetite.

They came on a glider and could only carry some military rations, including compressed biscuits and canned beef. When they first started eating, everyone felt good. After eating for three days, they felt like they wanted to vomit.

At this moment, suddenly a cold wind came outside and a figure flashed in.

Ort was dressed in white, with ice hanging on his eyebrows. After he came in, he baked his hands in front of the stove and placed his automatic rifle aside.

There are only two tents in total, one for work and the other for sleeping. Olter comes back to sleep.

"Brother Olt, you are in such good health." The male student couldn't help but sigh.

I came here for a few days and couldn't eat or sleep. But I looked at me and I was jumping around the base for an hour and came back after patrolling.

"If you don't have a good body, you can't do anything." Oult said, taking off his boots, and the inside was already hard and frozen.

"You have to eat more so that you can keep your energy." Ort continued: "I think you're in a bad situation."

"I don't want to eat."

"By the way, I saw polar bears appearing nearby recently. Let's just take a polar bear back tomorrow." Oult said: "The skin of the polar bear is so warm. Peel it off and put it under our sleeping sleep. The meat of the polar bear is kept for us to satisfy our cravings."

If you eat too much canned food, you will feel disgusting when you see it. Olt also knows that it is not easy for these male students to persevere, and it is also good to play wild game.

Hearing Olter's words, the male student suddenly became excited: "That's great, can I go with you?"

Hunting is also what male students yearn for the most, especially the automatic rifle in Oort's hand, which looks so majestic. As he said that, the male student sat up from his sleeping bag: "Why don't we go now?"

Looking at the male student, Ort smiled: "Of course not. My gun is used at critical moments. You cannot use it until you have to."

This is an ordinary 6.8mm automatic rifle, which supplies magazines and is more than enough to deal with a few people. At the same time, after testing in the cold zone in Finland, using special gun oil from the high-altitude areas, there is no need to be afraid of being frozen in the snow and ice.

But it cannot be used casually.

They are very secret here, and gunfire can easily reveal their targets. Although they are deserted everywhere, when their telegrams are sent out, they will definitely alarm the people on the island.

Contact us on radio four times a day to confirm the climate situation, find out the rules as soon as possible, and provide necessary data for the offense in the rear. At the same time, they are at risk of exposure at any time.

If someone is looking for it nearby and he uses a gun again, the gunshots will attract people.

"Then what do we use? Do we use bows and arrows?" said the male student.

Since you cannot use hot weapons, you can only be ordinary cold weapons. Generally speaking, bows and arrows are common hunting tools for the Eskimos, including hunting polar bears.

"Use our minds," said Oult. "Since you can't sleep, let's prepare now!"

So the male student left his just warm sleeping bag, wore a leather jacket, and sat in front of the stove with Orte.

Alt received all the canned boxes he had eaten in the past few days, and then began to use a multi-purpose saber to cut a few skeletons removed from the glider, which were made of bamboo.

As Altered, the male student also cut it with a knife, sharpened the two ends, then bent it and stuffed it into the can box.

"We need to waste some cans," Oult said, dismantling a few cans of uneasy cans, digging out the meat inside, filling it with the can that had just been stuffed with bamboo, and then mixing some water.

"Okay, put these done and freeze them outside and you can go out and sprinkle bait tomorrow. I hope the polar bears like to eat our canned beef." Oult said.

What medicine is sold in this gourd? When the male student returned to his sleeping bag, he was still thinking about this strange scene. What are the baits he made for?

With such questions, the male student fell asleep in a daze. When he woke up, Ort had already gotten up and removed the iron sheet outside the cans, leaving only the cans that were frozen hard inside. If you look at it from the angle, you can see the sharpened bent bamboo sticks that are still frozen inside.

Could it be that the male student has already felt a little reminiscent in his heart.

"Let's go out and put bait. In the past few days, you can see the footprints of the polar bear every day. It is moving around us. If you don't kill it, it may hurt us."

Oult said, putting the prepared bait in a bag, carrying it behind his back, holding the gun, and opening the door.

The sun is so dazzling.
Chapter completed!