"Boom boom boom boom boom boom" The dazzling missiles had already pounced down from the solidified dark clouds, and the hidden power violently swept through everything they came into contact with.
The three IL-76 transport planes that were still shaking violently almost followed the attack of the missiles. , the violent explosions that swept out had been torn into several pieces by their own inertia.
The explosion had appeared over the mountainous area, and a wave of air seemed to be visible with the naked eye, roaring to disperse the surrounding cold wind and dispersing the heavy goose feather snow in the sky.
A large number of aircraft parts were scattered everywhere, because at the original cabin, a huge fireball had roared and exploded, instantly sweeping across an area of tens of meters around the cabin, like three blazing little suns, making the surrounding airdrops seem to be It's stagnant.
"Air-to-air missile" Liszt's brows furrowed tightly, and his eyes stared blankly at the "sun" that fell heavily in the mountains far away, and the terrifying shock wave swept over instantly, making him unable to help but lift his head.
Cover your face with your hands.
A gust of snow and strong wind blew away the thin layer of snowflakes on his body.
Liszt stood unsteadily, and after a while he opened his eyes and looked over there.
He was trapped in the burning mountains, but he subconsciously clenched his hands.
The crash of the three transport planes seemed to have ignited a virgin forest.
Although there was heavy snow in the dry winter, once it burned, it was still a terrifying wildfire that deserved caution.
The blazing flames had dyed half of the mountain range red.
Even if Liszt was more than a dozen hills away from the area, he could still see the bright light and thick smoke burning in the mountainous area in this dim space.
Slowly stretching out his hands to prop himself up, Karl climbed up in the thick snow and shook his body vigorously.
He turned to look at the Marines behind him who were also lying in the snowdrifts, and his face was a little embarrassed.
He slowly stood up, looked at the fiery red mountains in the distance, and couldn't help but said urgently to Liszt. : "That's the Sparrow air-to-air missile, right?
I looked at those ten missiles, they are exactly American standard air-to-air missiles."
"Except for the United States, which dares to directly use missiles to attack the Soviets, few countries in the world dare to do so."
Liszt narrowed his eyes slightly.
He looked at the burning light still emerging on the distant mountain top, but did not deny Karl's words.
Because his eyes could see clearly at that time, even if he was only an ordinary army company-level commander in the U.S. federal army and did not have access to high-precision weapons such as missiles, he could accept formal military training. , and can still recognize that the missile that just flew through the air is the current American air-to-air missile code-named "Sparrow" "Where did they come from?"
Karl slowly raised his head.
He looked at the sky that was still covered with dark clouds, and the heavy snowflakes were still flying in the wind, blocking their sight into the distance.
But he still frowned slightly, glanced at the southern area, subconsciously licked his lips, and said slowly to Lister: "The U.S. federal rescue force is here."
But before he finished speaking, he shook his head and directly expelled the thoughts from his mind.
Even though they come into this world.
There is no communication with the United States in this world, but there is communication between countries.
Especially during the horrific Cold War period that is still going on now, no one will allow so-called human rights and rescue if it is not in the national interest or cannot recover a certain value.
Think about the Vietnam War in a previous life, when a capable and mysterious American special forces was ordered to enter a certain country.
When trying to clear out all the hospitals where senior Vietnamese commanders lived, they encountered a large-scale militia encirclement and suppression in a certain country.
Even though they requested support in the end, due to the inherent mindset of the Cold War era and the fear of a certain country, no rescue was carried out at all.
Even the designation of that unit was cancelled.
"I never thought anyone was going to save us."
Slowly exhaling, Liszt waved his hand to disperse the fog that had condensed due to the cold, and then strode straight up the hillside.
And he waved behind him, and the dozen or so Marine Corps soldiers quickly followed his footsteps, wading through the snow that seemed to be getting thicker and thicker, and walking slowly towards the boulders above the hillside. past.
Liszt's strengthened body walked at the front, and he did not feel tired.
Instead, he let the soldiers behind him walk on his path like a pioneer, trying to save as much energy as possible.
The entrance to the boulder cave was less than 500 meters away, and it seemed that they had been attracted by the terrifying explosion.
A dozen marines, also wearing thick cold-proof clothing, also came out and saw Liszt and the others slowly ascending halfway up the mountain.
As they walked, they hurriedly waded down, helped them up, and walked toward the cave together.
The solid cave tunnel has been stepped on the soles of the feet, no longer the soft feeling in the snowdrift.
The Marines who have been walking on the snowy road for nearly an hour exhaled a long breath, shook the snowflakes on their bodies, and stretched out their hands.
He lifted the leather hood off his head and breathed in the warmer air, showing a tired and relaxed expression.
"The heavy snow has sealed the entire Rocky Mountains, and it will take another two months to gradually melt away."
Karl also took a long breath and reached out to lift the hat on his head.
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A pile of snowflakes suddenly collapsed at his feet, making him shake his body vigorously.
As the snowflakes all over his body fell, he also He took off his thick leather jacket and handed it to a soldier next to him.
He said with an extremely tired look on his face: "Although winter is a strategic barrier, it doesn't seem to be a big advantage for us. " "It's not a big advantage, I don't think so."
But just in the corner of the cave, a more decadent yet elegant voice appeared, causing Liszt and Karl to turn their heads, only to find that it was the middle-aged Soviet officer Blejewski with both hands.
With their pockets in their pockets, there are two Marines on the left and right.
Under surveillance, he slowly took a step forward, but also stood still consciously, shrugging slightly like a traditional American: "At least we don't have snowmobiles like you."
After a pause, he still felt a little regretful.
He nodded and said: "What an amazing invention."
The maneuverability of a snowmobile is almost at home in this mountainous area covered with deep snow.
The wide base plate gives the motorcycle enough support.
The figure running fast on the snowdrift can also easily accelerate to the fastest speed in a short time with the help of the low friction on the snow.
Although the directionality and safety are not satisfactory, the terrifying maneuverability alone is enough to install this kind of vehicle into the troops specializing in snow warfare.
Karl also understood what the regret in Blejewski's words meant.
He couldn't help but snorted coldly, and slowly took off the leather boots that he was wearing.
He also wore a pair of thin combat boots underneath. , handed it to the soldier next to him, and retorted directly: "If we had air troops, we might have captured you before you reached that area."
"If you have helicopters in the air force, I'm afraid they would have been shot into a pile of scrap metal by the air-to-air missiles loaded on the Mi-24 helicopters."
Blejewski still smiled, looking at Karl's slightly disdainful face, and did not explain too much.
As a prisoner, even though he wanted to use some small tricks, but looking at the Americans gathered around him, he still gave up his thoughts and glanced at the goose feathers and heavy snow whizzing by outside.
He sighed and asked Liszt: "Then Mr.
Liszt, as your prisoner, can I take the liberty to ask what will happen to us next?"
"To be honest, I am also surprised that you were captured."
He also took off his heavy leather jacket, and Liszt's smart and beautiful clothes appeared in the cave.
He turned to look at Blejewski's frown, and touched his stubbled chin. , shook his head helplessly and said: "If I said that I didn't want to capture you at all, would you believe it?"
In fact, it was true.
He never thought that on a whim, he would capture a Soviet expert team, plus a few guys who were obviously high-level Soviet generals.
Liszt shook his head and stretched hard.
The bones all over his body crackled.
His voice also contained a little doubt: "But I also want to know what your experts are studying."
His eyes He also asked this middle-aged Soviet officer: "What is your position?"
"Position" Blejewski's face showed a bit of melancholy, he frowned slightly and opened his mouth to say something, but he still sighed slowly.
For a captured senior commander to state the number of the unit he commanded, it already symbolized a kind of flattery to the victor.
However, his unit was not defeated and actually still maintained its intact structure, even though he was like this.
He is only the commander of the army, but even if he is lost, the conventional war system and command system can still maintain strong combat effectiveness.
"Blejewski, maybe we don't need to communicate too much.
You and I are both smart people, aren't we?
This can also avoid some unpleasant things from happening."
A smile appeared on Liszt's lips.
He looked at the Soviet officer in front of him, and when he wanted to continue saying something, something in his pocket vibrated slightly.
His brows furrowed tightly, he reached into his pocket and took out the small and rough primitive communication device.
Looking at the caller ID on it, he couldn't help but squint his eyes slightly and said softly: "Enclave" s: Here comes the second update.
Ahem, the third update is not available today.
I will code it early tomorrow morning: