It was only in 1939 that they received information from Shambhala, and by the end of 1939 they had set up a special intelligence agency, under the direct responsibility of William Donovan, then head of the European Strategic Analysis Department, who came to be known as the father of the CIA.

At the end of 1942, when Germany was actively preparing for the second invasion of Tibet, Wilhelm had to devote special personnel to study all the information related to Tibet.

The Americans were smarter than the British, they did not have direct contact with Haller and others, and they also knew that the British had an advantage in the Indian zone.

Taking advantage of the Kuomintang government's desire to build a highway through Tibet between China and India in order to transport war materials, the U.S. Intelligence Department sent excellent agents to infiltrate Tibetan areas and make secret contacts with Tibetan nobles and local forces, also hoping to find Shambhala one step ahead of the Germans.

In addition to these large countries, France, Italy, the Japanese and many other countries flocked to Tibet, and during World War II, they also sent spies into Tibet.

Foreigners dressed in various costumes and speaking in various accents came and went, Lhasa was like an international metropolis at that time, but no Tibetans knew what those foreigners were looking for.

Zhuo Lei closed the note, the small part behind it involved too much, obviously not wanting more people to know, even if it was Muge he believed in.

The source of this notebook, needless to say, is naturally a copy left to him by the organization.

After decades of precipitation and understanding, Nasha has studied too many things in Tibetan areas, which is one of the reasons why they always keep an eye on China.

Hitler was defeated but not all, and in the end, he not only found the legendary Shambhala, but also brought back the Aryan gods, but unfortunately, only a few of the Shambhalans were brought back in Shambhala.

After all, God has the arrogance of God, even if they talk about the outside world, in the paradise, they would rather be even.

After the defeat of the German army in 1945, Hitler transferred the Aryan gods and many SS guards to blind the world with death in order to continue the god-making plan, so that after seventy or eighty years, they could have the ability to turn things around.

However, at that time, the Nasa SS did not know that they had not picked up the most important things when they went to Shambhala, but these things were learned from the mouths of the Aryan gods recently.

They are not really gods.

In the land of Hoh Xili, the temperature difference between day and night is very large, and there is strong sunlight, even near the ice field, it is not as cold as expected.

At noon, a full meal in the midst of different thoughts, the next is the continuation of the route.

Get in the car, turn on the accelerator, under this dry and cold ice field, although there is no wind, but the engine with the sun on its back, it seems that it has been damp, and it will not be on for a while.

Half a sound, the two off-road cars finally regained their strength, Zhuo Lei took the lead, but he didn't drive far, when he hit the steering wheel on the left, the body did not deviate to the left, and rushed straight towards a half-meter-high stone in front of him.

There was a huge earthquake for everyone in the car, and the old monk Ula couldn't be left alone.

Next to him, Muge quickly helped to hit the steering wheel, but it didn't seem to work, and he saw the car roll a few times and roll over on its side.

Fortunately, they were aware of it, and the quality of the off-road was really good, and everyone was almost unscathed.

Rubbing his head, Zhuo Lei quickly sobered up, tried to open the car door, and apologized to everyone: "I was negligent, I didn't expect the ice stains stirred up by the tires on the ground to turn into water on the bearing, and the water condensed into ice before it was turned on in this short period of time, causing the bearing to slip."

Sven's men waited inside for rescue, and the ruthless people broke out of the window, without any impact.

Anyway, in this cold and snowy place, I am afraid that it is impossible to drive.

It's a pity that the air conditioner in the car can't be carried.

After a while, all the people in the car came out, although they were ready to abandon the car, but they still had to straighten it, after all, there were still many useful things in it, food, tents, precision equipment, and a few brand-new military coats, Zhuo Lei had long thought that there would be this scene, but he didn't know the specific time.

With the help of Master Ulla and Yushan, turning around is not a difficult thing.

But in this cold wasteland, it would be better if there was sunshine, but once you carried the sun on your back, you only felt the cold of the stinger spreading from under the soles of your feet all the way up.

Except for the two of them, the rest of them all put on military coats, thick velvet hats, and gloves, and under the ice field, even if they blow, a long puff of white smoke will come out, and after a while, they will be frozen in the air.

In the mountains at an altitude of four or five thousand meters, the air is already thin, and in the ice fields, even the breathing of the old Tibetans seems to be suppressed.

Among the ten people, except for the special case of Sun Miaozheng and Master Wula, the rest of them carried many things on their backs or carried a lot of things, plus a whole body, walking on the ice field, often advancing and retreating, and the physical exertion was sharp.

If it weren't for Mu Ge's strong physical fitness, I am afraid that they would have already fallen on the ground and become an ice sculpture in a few hours.

People's hearts are not ancient, the demon road is ruthless, the fairy road is boundless, and it is not as ruthless as nature, in front of it, whether you are a human, a demon, or an immortal, you just don't negotiate.

Once it is ruthless, it will never intercede with everyone.

After more than an hour, someone finally couldn't do it, don't look at Sun Miao is an old man, but this guy didn't lose to the young man under the ice field, sometimes he thought he was about to fall, but the next moment he was still the same, and in the end he was still the same.

Instead, a strong man in the other car was physically exhausted and fainted to the ground.

Without urgent treatment, life is likely to be unsafe in such places.

It is also the reason why Zhuo Lei is low to Sun Miaozheng, and even does not hesitate to ask Master Ula to take care of him.

If you want to go to Shambhala in paradise, the survival of the ice field is only the most basic condition, and there are still many dangers waiting behind, otherwise the powerful powers in the world at that time could not find the reason.

To get to Shambhala, you need three things: a map, a master, and a doctor.

Hitler's road was completely piled up with white bones, and it was also the form of China in those years, and now China's strength is strong, and it is obviously impossible to explore it on a large scale.

"Is he okay?" Zore didn't want to have no destination, and his people were all down the way.

It's a dangerous game, and of course the rewards are just as unthinkable.

Sun Miao was checking it and said lightly: "It's okay, it's cold, and he has a fever, I'll give him a few stitches."

Outside, even if you don't go to the doctor for a few days, if you don't go to the doctor, you will get better, but here, if you don't have Sun Miaozheng and get a cold, I'm afraid that it will be a life, and there is no alarmism.

People are strong, but sometimes fragile, and the fragility is unimaginable.

After pricking a few stitches and drinking a sip of water, Zhuo Lei saw that he was awake and did not want to delay, so he instructed everyone to carry his things and move forward.

At this time, there is still sunshine, if you wait in the dark night, don't talk about moving forward, think about the temperature difference between day and night, the cold wind, but it is a headache.

For several hours, not to mention mortals, even Ula, a master of secret cultivation, felt a little unbearable.

Walking on the ice field, especially on the upward road, if you don't do well, you will slide down, and when the sun is approaching, the dry wind blows on your face, and you only feel that it is a sharp knife piercing, and the pain is indescribable.

At this time, a guy staggered and fell to the ground, his hands were dead, and he couldn't stand up after staring at his feet several times, so he could only kneel on the ground and gasp.

Seeing this situation, Zhuo Lei knew that everyone's physical strength had reached the limit, his eyes were around, and he only felt that he was surrounded by a snow-covered tree, the four fields were white and vast, and there were nearly a meter of icicles hanging on the trees everywhere.

But he is not in such a mood now, he must find a leeward ravine, otherwise the scenery of the north country is not just to be seen.

After half a ring, everyone put down their things and stopped to rest.

Zhuo Lei made a look, and the rest of the people immediately broke some dead branches on the silver tree, and then he poured half a bucket of spare engine oil from the car, at this time, don't put the flint and steel against the oil, otherwise it will not be warm, but roast human flesh.

Throwing the lighted magnesium flakes into the oil, the raging fire ignited in an instant, and under the cold frost, there was a little more warmth.

The tent that should have been set up has to be erected, and when the oil is burned, these branches with icicles may no longer be able to ignite on the ice field.

The flame with life is so gorgeous, it is unique in the world of ice, although compared to the huge Himalayan iceberg, this little flame seems so weak, but it is still burning to the fullest, doing its best, exuding that delicate.

The flame is always warm, especially on this night when there are few people. However, it could not overcome the cold, and the crowd around the campfire and eating food still tightened their coats.

Everyone felt unprecedented pressure, just Mu Ge and others, trained since childhood, with a Tibetan knife, once singled out a lone wolf on the grassland, but the reckless wasteland, the scorching north wind, this nature, is no matter how hard you try, you can't defeat the opponent.

Time passed little by little, and the indelible beauty finally gradually dimmed in the night.

Everyone is full, but they don't drink enough, they don't dare to drink too much water, on the ice field, going to the toilet is a miserable thing, especially in the dead of night, people move, I am afraid that the heat that gathers for half a day will be scrapped.

There are not many tents, only one, enough to accommodate ten people, in the wilderness, not to mention danger, just heating still needs popularity.

"Woo~"

Through the dim stars and moon, everyone looked up, only to see that above the snow-capped mountain, a white dog or a wolf, it was not clear, it looked like it was strong, the snow-white mane was fluffy and scattered, the thick limbs were firmly on the ground, and the lines of the muscles were faintly outlined under the white fur.