Chapter 1107 - 1095:

Chapter 1107: Chapter 1095:

"Good! With these things, Old Xu and the others can be saved!" Yue Guishan looked at the audio sources piled on the table, rubbing his hands and laughing.

"Now it’s up to the heavens. Let’s hope tomorrow is a clear day!" Not wanting to dampen everyone’s spirits, but it was the reality, Old Zhao couldn’t help but say.

"Hmm, the key to this trip is still the weather, but we can’t just sit and wait for it to clear. To be safe, Old Yue, it might be tough on you, but could you make a few more pairs of skis? Regardless of whether the weather is good or bad tomorrow, we must set out." This was something Tang Xiaoquan had calculated long ago; he knew that at this critical juncture, if he didn’t clarify, the three brothers from Sharp Blade Company would be unsettled.

Moreover, Old Xu’s supplies are ultimately limited. If the weather doesn’t change and we remain inactive, all preparations will be for naught.

Rubbing his chin, the young man’s thoughts aligned with Lin Junfu’s; he had already planned to send people out early.

"Hmm, what Xiaotang says makes sense. At this moment, we should indeed prepare early to avoid wasting time if the snow continues."

"Leave this to us, Old Lin. We’ll set out early with the equipment." Not waiting for Lin Junfu to make further arrangements, Hua Biao volunteered.

"Hehe, Hua, it’s best with you guys, but given the current situation, we also need to consider base safety. If all of you go and something happens at the base, I’m afraid..." Tang Xiaoquan didn’t finish the sentence. Although his words might slightly offend others, practically speaking, any one of the three from Sharp Blade Company was stronger than the rest combined.

Old Lin naturally understood Tang Xiaoquan’s concerns. After thinking, it indeed wasn’t suitable for the three to leave at once: "Hmm, the base is essential and can’t be compromised. It’s best if all three of you go together, but back here..."

"Old Lin, in my personal opinion, there’s no need for Hua and the others to go together. Don’t forget there’re still Brother Hu and the others outside; the manpower is enough. So Hua, Xiaoduan, and myself can handle this task entirely."

"You!?" Hua Biao raised his eyebrows, "Xiaotang, are you ready to suffer again?"

"Quan, this time you should stay behind. You just got back, I’ll go this time." Old Zhao stood up, glanced at Tang Xiaoquan, and expressed his opinion.

"Yeah, Xiaotang, you haven’t even recovered yet; listen to Uncle Zhao and stay. We’ll handle it." Wen Quanxin followed up in agreement.

Everyone knew the young man looked worn upon his return, coupled with Wei Yang’s furrowed expression, no one wanted Tang Xiaoquan to go again.

But given the current situation, how could Tang Xiaoquan sit idly by?

First, he devised the plan himself; secondly, he had assured Hua Biao that he’d rescue Old Xu and Lei Tong.

So, no matter what, he had to join; otherwise, if anything went wrong, how could he explain to the brothers of Sharp Blade Company, and how would he live at the base going forward?

"I appreciate everyone’s concern. The action only starts tomorrow, and two nights of rest are ample. Hehe, I’m still young, so don’t treat me like an old man."

"Alright, whether you’re an old man is clear to you. Let’s not talk about anything else; have you forgotten the hardships on your way here? If you come along, the whole journey will be delayed."

Hua Biao expressed bluntly about Tang Xiaoquan potentially being a burden.

To this, Tang Xiaoquan could only smile wryly.

There was no choice, as he was indeed lacking. It made sense for people to comment, given his weak capabilities.

More importantly, he did hold back Hua Biao last time.

However, regardless of being a hindrance or not, Tang Xiaoquan was determined to follow through this time.

"Hehe, Hua, I admit I’m a coward, but there’s no need to shame me in front of everyone. Anyway, I said I’d go, and I have my reasons. Would you at least hear out my plan?" Self-mockingly, Tang Xiaoquan introduced the main topic.

"Alright, get to the point."

Shaking his head, Tang Xiaoquan continued: "I said I’d go with you, but I didn’t say we’d walk in sync, right? You guys take the equipment and head out first; I will set up camp and rest when I need to, then meet up with Brother Hu’s group. By the time I get there, the snow should have stopped. Even if it doesn’t, you can consider it as a rest until I arrive. How about it?"

After thinking, the young man’s suggestion seemed feasible, but...

"Camping alone is too risky; I’d better go with you." Old Zhao insisted again.

"I can’t, Uncle Zhao. We need you and Old Lin to watch over the house; otherwise, if the base is lost, we’ll waste everything. How about this: I’ll go with Quan, then Hua and Xiaoduan can go first, and we’ll follow afterward. This way, neither side is delayed."

"I agree." Tang Xiaoquan offered his opinion.

"Alright then, let’s do that. Tomorrow morning, Hua Biao, Xiaoduan, Quan, and Xiaowen, you four will prepare to set out. Now... let’s eat."

After all that fuss, everyone was indeed tired. Considering current supply issues, a big feast wasn’t possible. But satisfying hunger was no problem.

During the meal, Old Lin specifically reminded Yue Guishan about production matters, as the success of his skis directly affected the operation’s progress.

After the meal, Yue Guishan led the team to the workshop to start working.

He was evidently inexperienced with skis; he was merely a woodworker and hadn’t skied before. The previous rushed products were casually polished.

But tomorrow’s journey stretched for tens of kilometers, so using such rough products was certainly inappropriate.

Luckily, Hua Biao and other Sharp Blade Company soldiers had undergone relevant ski training. Though not experts, they had some knowledge.

Thus, they worked collaboratively, with the three-person team and the brothers Li Zhong and Li Guo as the technical department, while Yue Guishan led the remaining team members to handle production tasks.

The collaboration was efficient enough; it didn’t take long for the first finished ski to be produced.

"Let’s go! Test its effectiveness outside!"

Testing was necessary, despite the rush.

Only through practice could issues be found, and only by identifying issues could improvements be made in later productions.

Thus, all the survivors relocated from the workshop to outside.

It was already 8:30 p.m., but under the reflection of the snow, the outdoors still seemed bright, lacking the usual winter darkness.

This undoubtedly provided convenience for the survivors to practice.

Without any words, Hua Biao put on the skis to test them.

As expected, these wooden skis were far inferior to those produced by formal manufacturers.

Whether in comfort or speed, the differences were evident.

Nonetheless, it was still much better than using just shoes to walk through the snow.

Overall, the final test results were quite satisfactory.