The torches planted in the snow lit for about an hour, but neither Zhang Xiaosu nor Matthew woke up their respective brothers before the temperature of the flames triggered the bullets that served as alarm clocks.

They knew that both Mo Ye and Zhang Xiaohu were already tired to a certain extent, otherwise they would not choose to stop and rest.

As younger brothers, Zhang Xiaosu and Matthew didn't make much effort on the way to escape due to their own reasons, and they have always existed as 'rescued', and they can make up for it when their brothers are asleep and do their job of guarding quietly.

"Phew!"

The bullet was finally triggered, and the metallic bullet, which had been heated to the limit, struck the sleigh made from a large piece of iron plate, and reverberated like a bell.

"Whew!"

Even in his deep sleep, he was quite vigilant, Zhang Xiaohu rolled over from the ground and got up, and in the process of rolling, he had already taken out a black object from his arms.

It seems that he has always had weapons hidden on his body, first special explosives, and then 'flashbangs', and this man's methods are endless.

If the world hadn't come to this point, I'm afraid he would have become a pillar of the country, right?

"Matthew, why didn't you call me?"

Compared to Zhang Xiaohu's continuous and swift movements, Mo Ye's reaction was much slower.

He even yawned before slowly bracing himself up with his arms.

A sleepy-eyed look.

This man is really calm......

"Mark, it's time to go. ”

Without a trace, he stuffed the thing that had not yet been seen by others back into his arms, and Zhang Xiaohu's heart was beating non-stop at this time.

He glared at Zhang Xiaosu with a reproachful gaze, but for some reason, he didn't say the phrase 'why didn't you call me earlier' in front of people.

"It's a good thing Mark has been asleep too, otherwise ......"

Zhang Xiaohu is extremely wary of his powerful allies, if Mo Xie is awake, then he must be awake, otherwise maybe Mo Xie will be in trouble if he is not prepared to kill people and sell goods.

"Give. ”

Mo Xie got up from the snow, and when he slept, he only had a canvas under him, and when he got up, he would inevitably feel paralyzed and his senses dull, but even if his senses were ten times dull, he would not miss the scene when Zhang Xiaohu stuffed something into his arms just now.

He had already seen Zhang Xiaohu's vigilance, and if he wanted to walk with a person who was bent on guarding himself, some things had to be done in advance.

So he greeted Zhang Xiaohu and threw a wooden box over.

Inside the box is a compass.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhang Xiaohu looked at Mo Ye suspiciously, but the movements of his hands were not slow at all.

As soon as he reached out and took the wooden box, and at the same time quickly glanced at it with his eyes, Zhang Xiaohu immediately judged that neither the box nor the contents of the box had been tampered with.

It's just that why did this man give himself the compass that was originally in his hands?

Zhang Xiaohu was a little confused, but vaguely he could still understand some of Mo Ye's meaning.

This man has no ill will towards himself.

"Let's go. ”

Moving his joints slightly, Mo Xie helped Matthew onto the sleigh and put the rope of the sled on his shoulder.

The previous work of pulling the cart was done by Zhang Xiaosu and Zhang Xiaohu, which they took the initiative to request, and keeping the closest distance from Matthew, who had to lie on the sleigh with one leg missing, seemed to them to be a kind of restriction on Mo Ye.

"Your brother is in our hands, don't mess around. ”

Although this subtext never appeared on the surface, everyone in the team understood it.

"Xiao Su, you are at the forefront. ”

Zhang Xiaohu's final reaction to Mo Ye's series of actions was to throw the compass in his hand to Zhang Xiaosu, and at the same time walked to the back of the line alone.

The gun was still in his hand.

"No matter what kind of medicine you sell in your gourd, I'll take it all. ”

When Zhang Xiaohu passed by Mo Xie's side, he dropped such a sentence without a trace, and he controlled his voice very well, and no one heard this sentence except Mo Xie.

"Huh. ”

Mo Xie smiled, noncommittal to Zhang Xiaohu's threat.

He just wanted to complete the task that the Holy Book had given him in the safest and quickest way.

However, in order not to get shot in the back, Mo Ye still had to add some insurance to himself.

"Matthew. He leaned down and leaned into Matthew's ear, "Keep an eye on it, and if it's not right, throw the torch on the blanket behind you." ”

Mo Ye lowered his voice while deliberately letting Zhang Xiaohu hear this, and he saw that the latter's face was gloomy.

The trust between people on the snow field is almost equal to zero, and instead of trusting others who will not harm you, it is better to put enough stakes at stake to make the other party jealous.

Survival is sometimes so brain-wrenching.

"Xiao Su, open the way. ”

Zhang Xiaohu knew that it was useless to say anything or make any adjustments, so it was better to hurry first and wait until dawn.

Even with a gun, Zhang Xiaohu didn't dare to casually turn his face with Mo Ye, his intuition told him that if he really did it, the one who died would never be Mo Ye.

The night on the snowy field already looked a little thin, and there was already a thin light in the sky in the distance.

It's almost dawn.

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It's almost dawn......

In the danger zone, Logan intuitively plans his own path, making inexplicable turns from time to time.

"Hmm...... It smells dangerous on both sides...... If you can't get around, you can go straight ahead!" After racing all night, Logan, who was cautiously advancing like a headless fly at first, finally got the hang of it.

Logan is a gifted fellow, and he has a terrible gift - wild instincts.

It's a hard ability to describe, and Logan can do a lot of things with it.

For example, he can sense it when someone is peeking at him, and the Sentinel's detection of mutants is also considered a type of 'peeping'. In this treacherous snowfield, he used this perception to draw a map in his mind that only he could understand.

There are many dots on the map, and a large circle is drawn around each dot, and Logan chooses a route that is out of the circle, so he doesn't even get a sentry ambush all the way.

It's just that the area of the map he can draw is very limited, and many times when he goes around a minefield, he will encounter a dead end - a fissure in the snowfield, and it is difficult for cars and horses to walk, if Logan has wings enough to try to fly, but he doesn't.

So he had to go around again.

With his wild instincts to navigate, Logan feels like he's playing a game of minesweeper, and if he finds a pattern and is lucky enough, he can keep winning, of course, once his brain cramps or he gets lucky, then there is only a dead end.

Stepping on a mine in this environment is equivalent to stepping on a mine, unless he can get rid of the triggered 'mine' in the first place, otherwise he will wait to be blown to pieces.

Logan can be arrogant at times, but he is by no means arrogant.

Or maybe he wasn't arrogant enough to dare to rush into the sentry group with the Huolin Sword to play seven in and seven out.

"Whew~!"

Rushing through the area caught in the trap of danger, Logan let out a long sigh, and then he smelled a strange smell.

"What burns?!"

There was a scorching smell in the air, which scared Rogan into turning off the engine.

Damn, don't the engine burn out......

Logan felt a very uneasy emotion in his heart, and he could already feel as if something bad was happening.