Ahti drove his motorcycle in front of him as he turned his head to look behind him. After rushing down from the cave, in order to escape from the pursuers behind, he couldn't hide himself, turned on the headlights in front of the car early, and ran quickly towards the pre-planned border direction.

From the moment they joined forces with mercenaries to take hostages, they were informed that the surrounding mountain roads had been cordoned off by the police, so that they could not approach them to avoid being discovered and falling into the hands of the police.

Although they no longer have access to the latest police updates after the mole's suicide, Ahti knows in his heart that the police will never remove the checkpoints until the hostages are rescued. Therefore, now the only way out for him with the hostages is to cross the border into the neighboring country in the rugged mountains.

Just now, after escaping from the sight of the group of mercenaries behind him, he immediately used a satellite phone to report the situation to his boss.

The boss was overjoyed and ordered him to approach the border of the neighboring country, and he personally contacted another terrorist organization in the area, asking them to meet him near the border, and instructed him to bring the hostages back alive, and he to personally interrogate the hostages to find out about the leakage of his internal confidential information.

At this time, Aheti, who was running wildly in the night, had extremely complicated feelings. As soon as he rushed out of the cave with the hostages, he was immediately chased and killed by the mercenaries who had just returned, but fortunately, God blessed him with a snowstorm, so he took the opportunity to get rid of the pursuers behind.

The thrilling hours passed, and his mind went from nervousness and fear to ecstasy after getting rid of the pursuers, as if he was going through a complex psychological test. And now, looking at the undulating snow-capped mountains in front of him, feeling the cold wind blowing in front of him, he suddenly felt an indescribable depression in his heart.

He really didn't know if he could still walk out of this damn ice and snow with his men and hostages. Leaving the mercenaries he hated, but now there were only two men left by his side, and in this dark world of ice and snow, he suddenly felt a strong loneliness and loneliness in his heart.

It turns out that although the mercenaries around him are hateful, they are professionally trained special operations personnel, and as long as he follows their orders, he can ensure that he can survive in this extreme terrain and climate. Unexpectedly, once he left them now, he really had no confidence in his heart.

At this moment, the snowmobile, which had been closely following Ahti, suddenly screamed a few violent gasps, and then suddenly stopped sounding, and the originally bright headlights dimmed immediately.

Ahaiti was startled and quickly turned the front of the car to look behind him, but as soon as he turned the body, he heard his motorcycle also gasp heavily, and then lost power.

Aheti was shocked and quickly looked at the dashboard of the motorcycle on the handlebar, only to find that the motorcycle had run out of fuel. His heart suddenly became cold, and he quickly parked the car next to the car behind him by inertia, and asked in a low voice, "What's the matter?" His men in the back seat of the car also jumped out.

"Out of gas!" The hostage's men said in frustration, and Aheti glanced behind him in despair. Under the dim starlight, the white snowfield glowed with a miserable white snow light behind them, and the black and craggy boulders on the top of the steep mountains around them seemed to be pressing in front of them, and suddenly there was no roar of motorcycles, and the mountains seemed unusually silent. The qiē in front of them seemed to lead them into an eerie and terrifying hell at once.

Aheti shuddered violently on his body, and said to his subordinates with a pale face: "Look at the hostage, don't let him die!" Otherwise, we won't be able to escape from the boss's gun," he said, jumping out of the car with his legs and "brushing", as soon as his foot hit the ground, the snow fell to his knees.

Ahti looked down in surprise, he didn't expect the snow to be so deep. He frowned and thought: Damn, there is no snow transportation in this kind of place, if you go to the border line a hundred kilometers away, you won't be tired to death!

He frowned and took a closer look at the motorcycle he was driving, and suddenly noticed that there were two pairs of skis firmly strapped to the side of the car. He was overjoyed, and quickly turned his head to look at his companion's motorcycle, and saw that there were also two pairs of skis strapped to it.

"Haha, it's really the way to the sky! Just after being chased in a snowstorm, now the car is out of gas and there are skis, this is God bless us! Ahti shouted in ecstasy, this must be the snow tools prepared by the mercenaries, just another set of snow action tools prepared to prevent accidents along the way.

He was overjoyed and took off his skis and put them on the ground, carefully pulled out his feet in the snow and stepped on them, and then took the poles in his hands, and then looked at his men.

Standing in the thick snow, two of his men were untying the hostages from the back seat of the car, and the hostages sat stiffly on the snow, dressed in thick gulps, with a thick layer of frost on their eyebrows.

"Get up!" The men removed the assault rifle from their shoulders and picked up the butt to smash it into the hostage. "Stop!" Ahti hurriedly shouted. This talisman must not be injured at this time, and if the hostage is injured, it is even more impossible for them to take him out alive now.

The two dead hostages in the cave had taught Ahti a lesson. In such extremely cold weather, if a hostage is injured, it can kill at any time.

Ahti then handed his other pair of skis to his men, then bent down to pull the hostage up, and asked in a kind voice, "Is it okay?" ”

The hostage Lao Qi sat on the snow and slowly moved his bound hands and feet, staring at Ai Haiti in surprise without making a sound. He didn't understand why this terrorist, who had always been fierce and inward-looking, was suddenly so kind to him now.

Ignoring Lao Qi's cold expression, Ai Haiti reached out to untie the rope tied to him, and said, "Hurry up and move, we're ready to go!" As he spoke, he turned his head to look behind him, took out three self-heating individual rations from his bag, handed them to Lao Qi and his subordinates respectively, and took out one and walked to the motorcycle to eat.

Lao Qi slowly moved his limbs, which had been tied up for a long time, while slowly eating individual rations. He turned his head to look at the dim lights on the two motorcycles and immediately understood that they had run out of gas and needed to ski and walk.

He secretly rejoiced in his heart: No wonder he suddenly changed his attitude towards me, it turned out that he was afraid that I would not cooperate in skiing! He then turned his head to look at the vast snowfield behind him, and his eyes revealed a strong desire to survive.

He knows that the motherland has not forgotten him, and is trying his best to rescue himself! In the fierce battle that just happened, it must be his comrades who came to save him. As long as you live, you will definitely be able to wait for your comrades-in-arms and return to the motherland!