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"call…"

The cold wind was blowing, and apart from the sound of the wind, there was no other sound in the quiet pig-headed camp.

However, several meters deep underground, the clicking sound continued to sound.

The white squirrel dug hard, and after a lot of hard work, the tunnel was finally dug.

There was a lot of food in the closed warehouse, but the air was filled with an anesthetic that would make people weak if they smelled some.

The all-white squirrel has a stronger physique than ordinary people, so after digging through the tunnel and smelling some anesthetic, it will not immediately lie down on the ground limply.

"A sneeze."

After sneezing, the white squirrel trembled, and then a green lump fell out of its hair.

The warehouse where food is stored is filled with anesthetics. At this time, if you get out of the tunnel and hold your breath, you can grab some food and leave directly.

But that was too hasty. The all-white squirrel wanted to pick out the food slowly, so he decided to use some means to offset the anesthetic floating in the warehouse.

The green lumps that fell from the hair exuded a bitter taste. The white squirrel swallowed it and then burrowed out of the tunnel.

The anesthetic that can make one's limbs weak enters the lungs of the white squirrel as it breathes, and a surprising scene happens.

The all-white squirrel seemed to be immune to the effects of an anesthetic and moved around the warehouse very easily.

After walking around the warehouse, a white squirrel jumped onto the cabinet, then lowered its head to eat the dried meat placed on the cabinet.

After a while, the white squirrel, which had eaten several pieces of jerky, felt its stomach was full, so it pushed the remaining half of the jerky aside, then raised a paw and took off a complete piece of jerky on the cabinet. .

Time passed, and the strong wind swept the snowflakes towards the pig-headed camp. The surrounding area was pitch black, and you could not see your fingers.

Suddenly, in the snow outside the pig-headed camp, a figure jumped out of the snow.

The all-white squirrel crawled out of the tunnel with a large piece of dried meat in its mouth. Before leaving, it turned back to look at the quiet pig-headed camp. It let out a brisk cry and its eyes were filled with pride.

Immediately afterwards, he ran quickly out of the valley, and soon disappeared into the pitch-black night.

…

The next morning, the sky was still cloudy and showed no signs of clearing up.

The door of the room swayed slightly due to the whistling wind outside, making a slight noise.

The pig-headed captain with a brown birthmark on his forehead opened his eyes, raised his hand and yawned, then lifted the blanket covering himself and sat up.

He felt very comfortable after resting in the camp for the past two days. He had recovered from all the bad conditions caused by being trapped outside in the previous few days.

He came to the table and poured a glass of water. After drinking it, the pig-headed captain with a brown birthmark on his forehead came to the window and looked outside.

It was still early, it was dark outside, and the terrible wind and snow were not stopping for a moment, which made people frown at the sight.

"Compared with yesterday, the weather today is not very bad."

The sunny weather turned bad again, and everyone expected the weather to be miserable the next day.

However, today's weather is not as unacceptable as everyone thought.

More than twenty minutes later, the pig-headed warriors in the room got up one after another.

The door opened one after another, and the pig-headed warriors came out of the warm cabins, and then used various tools to clear the snow in the camp.

"There's a lot of snow accumulated today!"

"It's okay! It's less than half what I expected."

"Now that the weather has turned bad, we have to get up and clear the snow every day."

"We can't help it. We can't change the weather like this. We can only adapt to it."

The pig-headed warriors were chatting while clearing the snow.

As the wind suddenly became stronger, everyone who was chatting shut their mouths, because as long as they opened their mouths, the snowflakes falling from the sky would be blown by the cold wind and fall into their mouths.

The pig-headed captain with a brown birthmark on his forehead walked out of the house, and a familiar voice sounded in his ears.

"Although the weather today is bad, it's better than we thought."

The pig-headed captain with a brown birthmark on his forehead turned his head and saw the handsome pig-headed logistics captain greeting him with a smile.

"Yes! If the weather conditions are like this all the time, that would be good." The pig-headed captain with a brown birthmark on his forehead responded with a smile.

The handsome-looking pig-headed logistics captain turned his head to look at his men who were clearing the snow in the distance, and said.

"According to our current preparations, as long as no enemies come to attack our camp, everything will be fine..."

The pig-headed captain with a brown birthmark on his forehead nodded, and then he and his friends stood under the eaves for a while and watched the pig-headed warriors clearing the snow in the camp.

"call…"

"Click."

"boom."

There was a sudden movement in the direction of the intersection of the valley, which immediately made everyone in the pig-headed camp startled, and then they all looked towards the place where the huge noise occurred.

"It seems like the tree was broken by the wind." There was a brown birthmark on his forehead.

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