Down the hillside, on the edge of the woods.
A young airborne soldier in a white snow combat suit, armed with an AK74 with a Picatinny rail, warily patrols the woods.
He was wearing a full white snow combat uniform, so his rank was not clear, but it was clear from this young face that he was only in his twenties at most.
There was a boundless darkness all around, save for the occasional crackling in the woods, the sound of snow crushing tiny branches.
However, the occasional sound can still make people nervous.
Just now, a fierce battle broke out in the vicinity, and the Alpha special forces detachment from Moscow and a group of invaders of unknown origin started a firefight, and it was shocking that the Alpha troops lost more than a dozen people.
It doesn't sound like a big number, but it looks scary enough for these young paratroopers.
Alpha and Signal Banner are the benchmarks in the special forces of the Russian army, all of them are tactical masters who are one in a million, and the military age must be more than five years, and the members of the elite units of the Russian army who are on active duty are eligible to participate in the selection only if they have a letter of recommendation from the head of the unit, and the elimination rate is over 98.
This is an extremely terrifying elimination rate, so those who can be left in the selection are the masters of the masters.
Such a person actually lost more than a dozen in a single firefight, which shows how terrifying the opponent's combat effectiveness is.
If it weren't for the fact that Alpha's soldiers ventured to call for support from the paratrooper rocket forces, I'm afraid the casualties would have been even greater.
Above the snow, a footprint clearly appeared out of thin air in the snow, then a second, then a third In the darkness, the young paratrooper didn't notice that there was already a movement behind him, and in the darkness, something like fog and non-fog was slowly building, five meters wide in diameter, but even in the daytime, this ancient hidden talent was invisible to the naked eye, let alone night.
"Fog Shadow", this is an ancient assassination technique, there are similar records around the world, such as the Persian Asa New School of Assassins from 5oo AD, the "Sag" Assassin Group from ancient India, and the Japanese ninja organization, all have similar records about the "Fog Shadow" stealth technique. syllable Something was smashed against the trunk of a tree beside the young sentry, making a crisp thud.
Although the voice was not loud, it made the sentry jump, turned around suddenly, and pointed the muzzle of the gun in the direction from which the voice came: "Whose password" In the dark, quietly, no one answered him.
After a while, his nerves finally relaxed, and as soon as he turned around, the strange voice sounded again. syllable "Who, who" The young sentry's nerves were tense like a taut string at this time, which could break at any moment.
"There's something wrong with Kinikov, Andenov here," he began to panic a little, and shouted to his comrades.
Soon, two mobile sentinels patrolling elsewhere immediately approached him, and the three of them carefully searched the surroundings, and finally Kinikov was dissatisfied: "Sergey, what are you nervous about, what are you screaming, the commander knows that you have to kick your ass" Obviously, Kinikov is a veteran, and he trained this recruit to be stunned.
Sergei's face was flushed, and he felt that maybe he was really too nervous, so that he had auditory hallucinations and made a big fool of himself in front of his comrades.
"I'm sorry I really heard a voice just now" "Hey, what's the matter, how many people have run together" Two paratroopers came out of the shadows and looked at the three of them with surprised eyes: "You are mobile sentinels, you don't patrol in your own position, what are you doing here?"
"It's Sergei, the idiot, who made a fuss, maybe the snow broke the branches, and he shouted here and lured us all over."
Andenov suddenly said: "By the way, you two are dark sentinels, why did you come out?"
"Seeing you guys making a lot of noise here, we'll come over and see what's going on" A hint of ominous omen flashed in Kinikov's mind, and the Russian army's infantry manual had precautions for arranging guard posts, which was that dark posts and mobile posts could not walk together.
Because the mobile sentry is to attract the fire of the intruder on the bright side, when the intruder kills the mobile sentry, the dark sentry is usually a precision shooter or sniper, which can snipe those unsuspecting guys.
This is commonly known as "double insurance" in the deployment of the Russian army, but now, these "insurances" have actually come together "So, your posts are empty," Kinikov asked, a little nervously, and as a veteran, he thought it would be too coincidental.
"This" Five people stood in place, you look at me, I look at you, looking at each other.
"Oh no," Kinikov stomped his foot suddenly, "We're all stupid donkeys, we've been tricked" He raised his gun and wanted to shoot into the sky, this was the only way to alert his colleagues in the camp, if the enemy deliberately led everyone here, then it meant that the chance of his own five people surviving was almost zero, and this was already an ambush circle.
Kinikov was an excellent veteran, who had participated in two Chechen wars, rose from private to sergeant, and had great hope of being promoted.
This is related to his good military literacy, when he is in danger, he thinks not of protecting his own life, but of his comrades and comrades-in-arms for the first time, which is the most basic difference between an excellent soldier and a garbage soldier.
However, as soon as the muzzle of the gun was raised, Kinikov immediately realized that something was wrong.
His thick tactical gloves were as hard as iron sheets, and his fingers couldn't move even half a minute.
When he looked down, he was startled by what he saw.
Ice is ice The thick ice covered his whole body, like an ice sculpture.
"This is" he wanted to ask what was going on, as a pure Russian, he grew up in the ice and snow, even in Siberia, where the coldest temperature was dozens of degrees below zero, this would not happen, in an instant, in just a few seconds, the ice could actually cover people, the reason why he didn't feel cold just now was also because the ice condensed too quickly, and it did not reach the body through the thick winter combat uniform.
But at this time, you can already feel it.
His mouth was open, and he couldn't say a complete sentence at all, and the saliva on his tongue was instantly frozen, like beef thrown into cold storage, completely stiffened.
The terrifying aura drilled from the ground of his feet all the way to his head, and as the suffocating cold snap continued to attack the city and plunder the city, his body from the neck down lost his instincts.
When his eyes were still moving, and he still had a trace of consciousness, Kinikov saw several people who were also dressed in snow camouflage suddenly appear out of thin air in the darkness five or six meters away, and standing at the front was actually a woman, with a pair of big blue eyes that were intoxicating, and there was a light like fire dancing in them
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