The heavy snow was falling slowly from the sky like goose feathers, adding a bit of depth to the soft snow on the ground.
And on the top of a mountain range, which looked no different from the surrounding mountains, something strange caused many birds that had not migrated to panic.
They fluttered their wings and fled in the snow, as if there was something terrifying.
Something is about to burst out of the white snow.
The ability of animals to predict is undoubtedly their survival instinct.
Just a few seconds after these birds flew, the strange sound appeared behind the white snow on the rock wall.
Before he could react, the seemingly ordinary layer of snow suddenly protruded outward.
At the same time, two bright silver figures roared and rolled up the snowflakes behind them, carrying the engine and exhaust pipe with them.
With a roar, it quickly rushed towards the hillside below.
Liszt's eyes looked through the goggles at the heavy snow falling in front of him, and he couldn't help but slowly squint his eyes.
The burning feeling in his stomach continued, giving him a sense of warmth all over his body.
Although the taste of vodka was cold, it was indeed a good warm thing after drinking it.
But he still twisted the handlebar vigorously to accelerate, and at the same time turned to Carl behind him and said loudly: "If nothing happens, maybe we can reach Kitimat Town in four hours."
"Four hours Captain Lister, I have to explain that based on the current weather and road conditions, I think it will take us five hours to see the edge of Kitimat Town, which is already pretty good."
Karl, who was sitting in the rear driver's seat and also wearing bulky cold-proof clothing, also had a look of helplessness on his face.
The eyes under the goggles glanced ahead.
The goose feather snow almost dyed the whole world white.
It has also blocked his view.
But Karl still had a wry smile on his face.
Sitting behind Liszt, he couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder and said loudly: "The heavy snow that just fell is also a test for our snowmobiles."
Although the snowmobile is an artifact of mobility for fighting in the snow, the skis installed under the body are still designed according to the hard snow layer.
The heavy snow that has just fallen for three days has already obscured the original of hard snow.
What is left is this soft layer of snow that cannot be held up at all, but it also requires a lot of caution for snowmobiles.
Although the soft snow layer can bury rocks and toilets, it also obscures the driver's sight.
Once they misjudge that the snow in front of them is an excellent passage, if they encounter toiletries or even rocks, their whole body will be shaken.
If you do something like throwing a dog and eating its shit, it's simply not too embarrassing.
But along the way, Liszt was responsible for clearing the way forward.
But he didn't find so many tree stumps and rocks, so he turned the accelerator on the handlebar hard.
With that ear-piercing roar, everything rushed forward as normal.
And right behind him, another snowmobile followed closely about ten meters behind, advancing along his route.
This is a mountainous area, not to mention there is such heavy snow.
The journey that usually takes less than two hours now takes five hours to reach safely.
And this is why they have snowmobiles.
If they still walk or rely on other tools to move forward, it may be a gift from God to be able to reach the vicinity of Kitimat town even if it takes only one day and one night.
Although the heavy snow fell slowly, the speeding snowmobile turned the snow into a heavy snowfall.
More than four hours passed very quickly.
Even Liszt's body had accumulated a layer of white snowflakes, which looked like rocks in winter, not noticeable at all.
This investigation is still very important.
Liszt and the others all wore white winter combat uniforms, and also had white camouflage cloth behind them.
As long as part of the belt was untied, the camouflage cloth behind them was enough to cover the whole body.
They became the best cover in this white snow.
"We seem to have arrived near the town of Kitimat" Liszt was still subconsciously twisting the accelerator, and the snowmobile under him also made some kind of strange hoarse noise due to the long-term situation.
But Karl behind him raised his head slightly, wiped the frost on his goggles, and looked at the familiar undulating mountains around him.
Then he suddenly realized and patted Liszt in front of him vigorously, and said loudly: "Is there anything else?
Only ten minutes away, we can directly see the houses in Kitimat Town.”
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"Have we finally arrived?"
Liszt in front slowly relaxed his hand, and a chill almost enveloped his body and mind.
He slowly exhaled a breath of white mist, and his eyes were a little bit wet because of the cold wind on his goggles.
It was blurry, but he wiped it off casually, his brows relaxed slightly, and he couldn't help but sigh: "We're finally here."
Along the way, the main driver and co-pilot on the two snowmobiles took turns turning on the snowmobiles, but facing the cold weather of minus 30 degrees, they still felt the warmth of winter while moving at high speed.
Full of malice.
Gradually stopping his snowmobile, Liszt turned to look at the Marines behind him who were still following him.
He couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Maybe our snowmobile is really not suitable for long-distance attacks."
"I agree, Captain Lister."
The snowmobile approached and was almost on par with Lister, but the Marine on top, who was as frozen as a stone, stared with red eyes and quickly took out the small bottle of wine from his arms. pot.
He unscrewed the spout in a few clicks, and suddenly took a big gulp of the cold vodka inside.
Feeling the heat that seemed to burn down his esophagus, he smiled bitterly and nodded to Liszt: "This The whole journey was so uncomfortable.
Now I can’t even feel my legs.
Do they belong to me?”
He patted his thigh helplessly.
After stopping the snowmobile, he couldn't help but turn over and jump off.
The soft snow layer directly covered his calves, and this young man from the Marine Corps walked around in circles for a few times without any care, and at the same time stepped towards the gap in the forest not far away, but there was a crisp sound, But as he stepped on it, it appeared in his ears, causing his expression to change.
He instantly raised his left hand, gritted his teeth and exclaimed: "It's a landmine, damn, be careful, this is a Canadian minefield
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