The reason why Yuan Xiaoxiao called Gu Lang after meeting Wang An was because on the one hand he thought that only he could stop Wang An, but the most important thing was to ask him to bring a certain badger with him. If you really encounter an unexpected situation, such as getting separated like now, the nose of a badger becomes the most effective tracking tool.

Logically, there is nothing wrong with this line of thinking.

At first, Wang Ping also thought like this, and for this reason, he was secretly proud of his animal identity. But right now, all that's left in my head is egg pain.

The cold wind was biting, and there was a ghost-like wind and snow everywhere, and there was a ghost's smell that made him smell it. Now he only felt that the frozen snot was blocking his nostrils, and he couldn't even smell his own sweat.

Carrying the wind and howling a few times in a row, Wang Ping, who was so cold that he shivered, dragged his backpack and walked up the hillside with a scolding.

Judging by the direction of the wind and the route he came from, the place where he fell is still on the southern periphery of the southern foothills of the Verkhniy Yansk Mountains, far from the logging site described in Yuan Xiaoxiao's intelligence.

In particular, the surface of the snow beneath you is as fine as sand as the wind blows over the years, and you have to sink deep into it with every step. With Wang Ping's legs, it may take a year to climb to the top of the mountain.

"Gotta figure it out...... Anyway, it would be nice to have a mount that could run on the snow......"

After a long time, a certain badger who walked less than a hundred meters sat on a grenade bag to rest, two small black claws in the big red sleeves, and looked at the huge hillside in front of him with a melancholy face. And behind him, a pair of oozing night vision eyes are getting closer and closer.

The mountain wind suddenly became stronger, and the branches around it shook, but there was no sound of breaking. Trees that can take root in this place are not easily shaken by the wind. However, the snow did not have this toughness, and it was sprinkled with a whirling head and face.

"Ka~"

Wang Ping stuck out his tongue and spit out the snow particles that had eaten in his mouth, turned his back to the wind and snow, and then caught a glimpse of a huge thing that suddenly accelerated towards him.

"Lie in a big groove, Shenma Dongdong!"

Wang Ping's subconscious body trembled, and he jumped out of the backpack under his feet. There was a muffled "bang" behind him, accompanied by the snow splashing, and his eyelids jumped as a furry paw bigger than his belly slapped the bag of grenades under the snow.

"Roar~~ Woo!"

A behemoth was standing majestically where he had been staying, with round blue eyes, tiger whiskers, and fangs that barked out looked murderous and awe-inspiring against the backdrop of the tiger stripes.

Especially this body type, which completely subverted Wang Ping's previous perception of tigers. Of course, it may not be subversive, but he has never faced a wild tiger with a body length of nearly three meters so close before, and it is still the fiercest Siberian tiger among tigers.

Siberian tigers usually have a wide range of activities and many identities. When he arrived in the Northeast, he changed his identity to the Siberian Tiger, and when he went to North Korea, he put on the vest of the North Korean Tiger. But no matter how the title changes, the strong sense of oppression brought by the bloodline will not change.

Wang Ping's small eyes quietly glanced at his 20-centimeter-long little arm, and then looked at the other party's forelimbs that were thicker than his waistline, and the surprise in his eyes instantly turned into envy.

Compared with the Siberian tiger, other cats are only worthy of selling cute and woody?

"Ahaha~ Hello, mount~ I'm so happy to see you!"

Wang Pingmao, who didn't count 13 in his heart, grinned, and greeted him with a smile, and at the same time charged his feet, lest this mount not get used to his enthusiasm, and give him another time.

Seeing that the small animal with a "red hair" on the opposite side seemed to be running with a smile, the Siberian tiger was really not used to it, roared angrily, and slapped it with one paw.

Wang Ping, who thought he was in control of the whole scene, raised his hairy mouth, and the secret path was as expected, and at the same time, he was about to rush out to the left with a kick under his feet. But as soon as he exerted his strength, the snow under the claws slipped out, and his body fell into the snow with a "snap".

"Poof~"

The huge hairy claw with a sharp barb pressed on the back of Wang Ping's head, and without giving him a chance to react, the bloody mouth bit his lower body into his mouth along with the snow.

"Wori ~ Roar!"

Feeling the canine teeth that almost exceeded his waistline and the huge bite force, Wang Ping didn't have time to think at all, and as soon as the indescribable flower in the humid and warm environment tightened, he used a chemical weapon that had never been used in actual combat.

"Bang~!"

It was as if the two kicks sounded in the tiger's mouth, and the huge tiger head of the Siberian tiger leaned back, and its mouth opened subconsciously. Wang Ping took the opportunity to hurriedly rush out, pulled out the "thunder bag" that was photographed in the snow and ran.

This place is not suitable for him to play, and if he stays any longer, he will have to become a quick-frozen fertilizer.

A chaotic pace sounded behind him, and the Siberian tiger, whose throat was broken by an indescribable breath, was a little up, shaking its huge tiger head as if trying to catch up, but before it could take a step, it suddenly lowered its head and opened its big mouth.

"Roar~!"

A lump of unidentified critters that had not had time to digest fell to the snow mixed with an indescribable liquid. The Siberian tiger, which had finally mixed a full meal in this ice and snow, became hungry again under the effect of force majeure, and was suddenly a little confused, and when he looked at the red back on the hillside, his eyes were more than murderous.

"Whoa!!"

A loud roar rang out in the distance, and the calf-like body burst out, vowing to break the corpse of the man who had ruined its dinner.

"I think I heard the boss's scream!"

Facing west, Gu Laosan pointed to the black pine forest with a suspicious expression, and shouted loudly with his back to the cold wind. Beside him, two snow-covered figures looked at each other and turned their heads to look in the direction he was pointing.

"The direction is right!"

Han Daxia pulled down the scarf that covered his mouth and shouted with white breath: "But according to the speed of the helicopter, he is at least 4 or 5 kilometers away from us! Even if there is a shout, we can't hear it!"

"I think we should go down the mountain first!"

Yuan Xiaoxiao, who was holding a ski pole, also shouted: "It's too slow to walk like this! Let's go to the foot of the mountain first to find out if there is a village and get a snowmobile!"

"No way!"

Gu Lang didn't think about it, so he interrupted: "You must find the boss first!

The three of them paused, and Han Daxia shouted: "Why don't you split up!" Gu Lang and I will go to find the badger, and you go down the mountain to get a motorcycle! We will contact us by phone!"

Yuan Xiaoxiao thought for a while, then nodded, pulled on the scarf, made an "OK" gesture, turned around, and slid down the hill on the snowboard.

"Be careful...... Watch your step!"

Gu Laosan shouted behind him, and then saw that the figure in the distance seemed to have hit a stone under the snow, and suddenly fell to the snow, screaming and rolling down the hillside. Only the cold wind slowly sent back a sentence:

"Uncle Groove Mud..."

Old Han patted Gu Lang with a dark face, wanting to laugh and being quite depressed at the same time.

"Shut up, you! If you don't speak, you're the biggest concern!"

Gu Laosan pursed his lips, pulled off his scarf and didn't speak again. I was unconvinced, obviously someone was careless, but I blamed him for reminding him.

As the night deepened, the moonlight poured overhead, and the visibility around the snow suddenly became much higher. The two of them stepped on their snowboards, carefully walking eastward along the gap between the pine forests, keeping an eye out for the tracks around them.

In a short time, as the field of vision widened, a trail of wading through the snow was revealed.

"Damn, what's that!"

Han Daxia pointed to a lump of flesh-red objects frozen into ice on the snow in front of him, which was similar in size to the size of a certain badger.

Gu Laosan frowned and looked at it for a while, and hurriedly ran over. After a while, the cry of a salted fish sounded in the snow:

"Boss~~ You is so miserable!!"