“…… Sky...... And snowflakes. The wasp tilted its head vigorously, and the sky began to see snowflakes again. This is the case in the mountains, the foot of the mountain, the halfway up the mountain and the top of the mountain often have different meteorological manifestations, the Tibetan people say that this is called one mountain and three seasons.

"The sky is a fart, you can see the sky when you look up in Kaifeng City. Snowflakes are reliable, is there a lot of snow on the top of the mountain? Faced with a guy like Wasp who was neither interesting nor humorous, Hong Tao finally lost patience.

"That's nature, the adult's snowboard is very useful on the snow, but what does this have to do with destroying the city of the Xia people?" The wasp's neck was about to break, and he still didn't think the snow had anything to do with the war.

"Hey, Sanger, come and tell Lord Huang what will happen if the snow on the top of the mountain slips down?"

If you don't say that Hong Tao's mouth is broken, it's just a matter of one sentence, if you tell the wasp, he has to say it through the mouth of the Tibetan soldier in front of him, as if such an easy answer is not worth saying in person.

"The gods and Buddhas are alive, adults must not say this, once the snow slides down, the snow on the whole mountain will collapse with it. When the time comes, these big trees will be uprooted, and the big stones of the boxcart will roll back and forth in the snow waves, and no one will be able to escape. ”

The soldiers of the Tibetan tribe didn't know what Lord Shuai Si was doing when he asked about this unfortunate thing, and with a nervous look on his face, he described the avalanche scene to the wasp in a colorful voice.

"What if there was a city under the mountain?" Without waiting for the wasp to ask, Hong Tao threw out another question.

"It will be washed away by snow and turned into a snowfield. When the villain was a child, he saw a large avalanche, and the lake below the mountain was covered and never revealed again. ”

The soldiers of the Tibetan people learned the Chinese language well, and there was no problem with daily communication. Accent, Hong Tao doesn't dislike it, because he himself has a weird emphasis.

"The adults are saying that you need to use snow...... But the Xia people knew that there would be snow falling, so why did they build a city under the mountain? ”

The wasp finally understood the intention of the colt, but he had never seen an avalanche, let alone the specific conditions of the avalanche, but he thought that the Xia people would not be so stupid, so he found a valley with snow to slide and build a city.

"Not all snow on the slopes of the mountains will slide down on its own, and the people of the summer know how to find valleys with strong snow for the winter, and the people of Xia should know these tricks, but they can't imagine that the officials would artificially create avalanches with thunderbolts.

If you map it correctly, the north side of their city is a steep slope with thick snow and thick ice cover. It's hard to have snow slip on this terrain, and they think it's safe. It's a pity that if you run into this official, no matter how safe the place is, it will become hell, and the Heavenly Evil Star is not easy to mess with, I'm afraid I will have to add the wind and rain in the future, what do you say? ”

The mystery has finally been revealed, and it is time for Hong Tao to put gold on his face again. Calling the Wind and Rain seems to sound more advanced than the Heavenly Evil Star, and it is also more technical.

"It's as simple as that? Ten thunderbolts for a thousand lives and a city? The wasps understood that the pony was going to blow up the snow with a thunderbolt to cause an avalanche, and then bury the city of the Xia people.

Although he had never seen an avalanche look like anything, he had seen a flood. Since even the city can be destroyed, there is nowhere for people to run. This trick is too vicious, just like the Xia people going to Kaifeng to open the Yellow River embankment.

"According to the official's estimate, three or two are enough, and ten is just for insurance. If the ice sheet is too thick and the snow doesn't fall enough, we'll be busy. Therefore, we must leave room for doing things, and the more urgent things are, the more we must work towards foolproofness. ”

Hong Tao has seen avalanches in Canada, and he has also played with the recoilless cannon that the locals specialize in creating avalanches on their own initiative. Under normal circumstances, one or two shots can solve the problem, and ten thunderbolts are indeed rich.

"Da Lang is right, scholars don't need knives to kill people......" Wasp was already a little confused, he couldn't figure it out, every time Song Jun fought with the Xia people, he used his strength to eat milk, and he didn't necessarily win, how could he win when he came to play with the horses.

“…… Who's behind the scenes? Isn't it Jiang Dalang? Okay, you Jiang dragger, I'll break your other arm when I go back, and let you go to work with the big head of the Disabled Persons' Federation! ”

Giving others nicknames is Hong Tao's patent, and in turn, he is the most annoying for others to give him nicknames and gossip behind his back, especially gossip that damages his tall image.

The march to the top of the mountain this time was not very lucky, the snowflakes were getting bigger and bigger, and there were no people in sight just ten meters in front of the halfway road, and there was a white expanse all around. For the sake of safety, Jiang Erlang had to order to rest in place and wait for the wind and snow to be less before leaving.

Now Hong Tao was happy, his backpack was already hanging on the wasp's shoulder, so he was too fast to walk ahead. Heavy snow can be regarded as saving his face, and he can rest justifiably. If the snow had been half an hour late, he would have to ask to stop his advance.

How do you set up camp in the snowy mountains? The method of the Tibetan people is very simple, that is, dig a snow hole with a marching shovel in the windy place, spread it with yak hides, and sit on it with four or five people to rest.

When you are thirsty, you can chew the snow in your mouth, and when you are hungry, you can chew the fried rice in your mouth and chew it, and you can chew the dried meat. But this thing is a bit hard, and it can be used as a brick when thrown on the head, and the teeth of ordinary people really can't gnaw without practice.

The snow on the mountain should be clean, and there should be no chemical industry pollution at this time. But as soon as Hong Tao remembered that there might be a certain Fan who had urinated when he was passing by, he no longer wanted to stuff snow into his mouth.

He also had a new gadget in his backpack, just an experimental product, and he just took it out for use, and by the way, it was also for show. Showing modern things to the ancients, looking at their bewildered, surprised, and adoring expressions, it is easy to compare yourself with the gods, and it is also easy to get addicted.

A small square steel can, the mouth of the can is also delicately hand-threaded, and then sealed with a thin layer of cowhide. When opened, it was a kind of white and transparent lump, a bit like a large piece of rock candy, but it was obviously moist.

"Big head frozen?" The nose of the Tibetan people is very smart, especially when it smells of alcohol. You drink in the city, and they can smell it outside the city.

"It's not like it's frozen, it's soft...... Bitter ......" Another Tibetan man was more bold, took off his gloves and reached into the jar and pinched it, and put his fingers in his mouth and smacked.

"Come on, come on, try the divine fire made by the official...... "It is difficult to start a fire with velvet under the cold mountain wind, but Hong Tao has mixed oil. Dig a pit in the snow to lower the canister, then light the velvet effortlessly, reach out to the canister and shake it.

"Shhh...... It's hot, this, it's a ghost fire! The wasp realized what the steel can might be for, but saw no flames, reached out and tried it, and immediately sprang up from the snow, his eyes widening and he couldn't stop making his rounds.

"Except that gods are ghosts, you listened to a lot of stories when you were a child. Where is there a ghost in broad daylight, go and bring the official's set of pots, and then shovel some clean snow, and it's not bad to have a cup of hot tea to drink. Seeing the unlucky virtue of the wasp, Hong Tao was sincerely happy, and sat on the backpack, really feeling that he was about to become a god.

It's not easy to boil water on the plateau, but there's no problem with heating it at all, so making a cup of tea is really not a luxury. It's a pity that there is not much fuel in the steel tank, and it is exhausted after boiling four pots of water.

Not only Hong Tao was satisfied with this result, but also the members of the special forces were also very satisfied. The steel tank is smaller than the kettle, and the weight of the tank is removed, and the fuel in it is not heavy, and the calorific value per unit weight is already very high.

If you can take this kind of thing with you in the future, it is not difficult to cook in the wild. The most important thing is that this thing burns not only without smoke, but even the flames are difficult to see, so there is no need to worry about exposing your whereabouts. It's really the best choice for killing people and stealing goods, and stealthily attacking.

"Don't worry, the divine fire is not too difficult, after I go back, the official will get some more and everyone can use it." Of course, Hong Tao also thinks so, this thing was originally designed for special forces, and now it seems to be very useful.

What is Divine Fire? Those who have eaten the pot will immediately see that it is likely to be solid alcohol. That's right, it's solid alcohol, which Hong Tao made with a large head of water, stearyl and caustic soda.

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