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Song Mian raised his hand and made a gesture to Han Zhaolin. In this environment, he couldn't even shout. Perhaps a single call can cause a second large-scale avalanche. Now it is so soft that even the instrument can't calculate the data accurately.

Han Zhaolin immediately understood what Song Mian meant, and he turned to command: "Helicopter will rise again, I will go down, you are all on standby."

"team leader!"

"No more than one can bear." Han Zhaolin's voice was cold.

"Captain, we will wait, wait for the detector feedback data, you go down with Mr. Song like this..."

"The machine is dead, the man is alive." Han Zhaolin looked at Song Mian, who had been struggling and carefully moving forward. "I believe in him, and I hope you can believe him like me, and no one can disobey the order and take any action without permission." ."

After finishing speaking, Han Zhaolin slipped down. When he fell, Song Mian's hands pinched his waist accurately and released the force of the landing. The two didn't even dare to make a sound and could only communicate through sign language.

Han Zhaolin gestures: "Are you sure, here?"

Song Mian replied: "I'm sure, according to the direction and speed of the ammunition launch at that time, as well as the impact of the surrounding environment, the final positioning of the gunshots, the direction and speed of the avalanche sliding at that time, and the time when the avalanche stopped, they must be in this range."

In addition to thumbs up, Han Zhaolin has no language to communicate with this man with a computer in his head.

This is a huge calculation, and how calm he was on the helicopter at that time, watching the destroying catapult projected, remembering the direction, and at the same time not forgetting Yun think about confronting Lucifer and their last shot Loud positioning.

How to control yourself not to collapse, watching the avalanche coldly, and grasping all the data, you can use such a short time to quickly calculate the approximate position of the person falling off.

Han Zhaolin believed that he was also a computing talent. He carefully followed Song Mian, and outlined the known conditions in his heart. He tried to calculate and found that it was simply a fantasy. This TM is a bunch of unexpected and unknown factors. How to calculate the result?

If it was Song Mian who was standing in front, he doubted it was a nonsense.

The two held a vital sign detector and searched carefully. The **** of the **** gave them the illusion of walking across the space. Some places were soft and concealed. Song Mian had to poke with something before every step. Poke ahead, take a look at the speed of the snow fall and the arc of the fall, and calculate whether it can withstand a person before you can fall.

In this way, the speed becomes very slow, even if they are anxious, they have to be patient, and if they are a little careless, they will be buried here, let alone deliberately save people.

"Tang Zhiyu, why do you want to be this bearer?" Yun thought about whether she would consume Tang Zhiyu's physical strength, but she couldn't let Tang Zhiyu fall asleep, she tried to find a topic.

Tang Zhiyu, who had heavy eyelids and almost fell asleep, heard Yun Xiangxiang's voice and regained her spirit: "We Tang family's things...you should have heard about it... several of my brothers died I don’t know. I have a good relationship with my brother. When my brother died... I found out that he was injected with unknown drugs before he died."

Later, he has been pursuing this matter, but he has no clue, and other families have not suffered from this impact. The scope of his suspicion has increased. By chance, he only knew that it was related to this experimental base.

He broke into the interior, and he understood it completely. It was the Gu family's actions. Their purpose was to disintegrate one by one. The first was the Tang family, but their devil's claws had no time to reach into other homes.

"You... you can still act with Gu Wei..." Yun thought about admiring him.

The Gu family did such a thing to the Tang family. He was able to calmly face Gu Wei and cooperate with Gu Wei.

"I'm calculating her. Only the more sincere can I avenge my brothers." Tang Zhiyu's voice was getting lower and lower. "There is another reason... I owe Song Bo a life. That year he saved him." I……"

In order to find out the truth about the deaths of his brothers and to repay the affection of the Song family, he was sent abroad to take over the negative asset club. The people above came to the door and told him clearly the causes and consequences. He hardly hesitated.

He was able to quickly turn the club into a profit, and the above support was indispensable, and then he returned to the country as a matter of course, becoming bigger and stronger step by step, and became the focus of everyone’s attention. Think about it...

They paralyzed their nerves. From attachment to the murderer, to the glory of life, he finally made himself infamous step by step, wandering a few times in life and death, all his efforts have not been let down.

"If... if you do it again, would you still choose this way?" Yun asked in a low voice.

Too many sacrifices, too many.

"Yes." He answered decisively and decisively, "but... I'll change the method..."

I won't be close to you, I won't use you, I won't know you, and I won't... fall in love with you.

Because of love, sometimes it is not decisive enough; because of the temptation, almost all of it was exposed several times.

Tang Zhiyu didn't say this sentence. He didn't want to increase Yun's mental burden. He fell in love with her. It was true and false. Apart from himself, he knew nothing about his heart.

He sometimes can’t help but think that if his brothers didn’t die so bizarrely and terribly, he didn’t bear the hatred and unwillingness of this cavity, he didn’t make big mistakes because of these madness, he was thrown abroad to calm down .

Whether he can stay in the country, maybe he will meet her before Song Mian.

The corners of his lips couldn't help but rise, and his smile was full of self-deprecation.

That's just an impossible possibility.

His heavy eyelids finally couldn't hold it closed.

Yun thinks that he didn't notice it at first, and continued to ask him: "What method do you plan to change?"

This time, Tang Zhiyun didn't reply to her. Yun Xiang's heart snapped, and she took a chance and whispered: "Tang Zhiyu."

There was no reply to her voice, they were so close, she could not hear his breath.

Tears from Yun Xiangxi's tears overflowed in an instant: "Tang Zhiyu, don't sleep, hold on for a while, OK, I beg you woo..."

Unfortunately, Tang Zhiyu did not hear her crying this time.

Yun thinks that tears keep flowing. She never thought that she would experience such despair twice in less than a year.

The last time she was able to call for help, but this time she couldn't even call for help. In such an environment, she didn't even dare to shout.

She is afraid that the avalanche will be caused again. She may...maybe even Tang Zhiyu's body will be lost...