Pandey's helicopter was destroyed by Chen Badai, he was in pain but helpless, Tchaikov promised to get him a new plane, and the cunning Pandey took the opportunity to make a request, high horsepower, easy to control, durable, and better equipped with armor plates! For Pandey, Tchaikov has a deep affection for him, since the death of his father, Tchaikov has almost treated Pandey as his own father, and the relationship between the two is not comparable to other staff members.

For Pandy, of course, Tchaikov was responsive, and he promised to do it immediately when he went back, and if it went well, Pandey would be able to fly over the wasteland in a new plane at the beginning of next spring.

However, Pandey declined Tchaikov's offer to return to the city to rest for the winter, believing that the people in the city were selfish. In Pandey's opinion, the people in the city are more difficult to deal with than the wild wolves roaming the wasteland, and Tchaikov has to let him go, or this wasteland is more suitable for Pandey, there is no need to deal with complicated character relationships here, everything is so simple.

But Tchaikov can't afford not to deal with it, oil prices are now weak all the way, and international crude oil futures prices will fall if they are not careful, don't underestimate the inconspicuous fluctuations on the electronic screen 1%, for Tchaikov, this inconspicuous 1% can mean hundreds of millions of dollars!

For many days on end, Tchaikov was dealing with the tricky things of the group, and in the time since he left, his group has evaporated nearly a billion dollars. However, after Sasha returned, he relieved Tchaikov of a lot of burdens. Sometimes, Tchaikov would praise from the bottom of his heart: "Sasha, I don't know what to do without you." ”

There was no time to take care of the affairs of the wasteland now, and this time the blizzard swept through the wasteland again, and Grandpa Pandey, like everyone else, huddled in the base to drink, play cards, sing, and sleep. In this kind of weather, no one will run to the wasteland to find death. The snowstorm that had been going on for more than half a month finally stopped, the sky was so blue that the snow on the ground had piled up to the point where it could almost bury people.

"Okay, let's stay in the base again, we're all moldy, it's time to go out for a walk!" Pandey saw that the sky was clear and couldn't wait to go out and let the wind out.

"Pandey, are you really going to do this?" The rest of the people in the base had bitter faces, and Pandey's so-called letting off the wind was not walking around the base, clapping his hands and twisting his waist.

"Tchaikov gave us money to work! Do you, lazy pigs, hide like women? Pandey roared. Everyone knows that Pandey's status here is second only to Tchaikov, and when Tchaikov was away, Old Man Pandey was a god.

The "woman" in the mouth of Mr. Pandey was the co-pilot who crashed with him, and he resigned immediately after returning alive, claiming that he would rather starve to death in Moscow than earn this huge salary! So now whenever those people want to be lazy, Pandey talks about it.

How can these men make others say they are women? They have the blood of battle in their veins, and of course they also have the genes of drunkenness and laziness, so they can only prepare the equipment for patrolling in the midst of Pandey's roar - this time, they will have to patrol the wasteland for at least ten days and half a month, and from this point of view, it is not a good thing to be in the same base with Pandey.

Winter in the Arctic is the polar night, and now this place has no more than 4 hours of sunshine a day, and at such times go out on patrol, unless the brain has been kicked by a donkey, but other people dare not say this to Pandey, Pandey is too old to be idle, such an old man who regards the crash as an entertainment and leisure project, what strange things can't be done? So everyone cried and loaded supplies on the ATVs and tracked vehicles, and prepared to go out for a walk with Pandey, but they hoped that the snow would be as thick as possible, and that it would be better to break down a car on the road, so that Pandey's mind would be calm, and everyone could go back to the warm base to continue drinking, playing cards, and sleeping.

It's a pity that the wish is good, the reality is cruel, although the snowdrifts are very thick, but in front of the solid all-terrain vehicles and tracked vehicles, this way listening to Pandey pulling his throat and roaring the song of changing the tune, patience endures, but unconsciously also made a big circle.

Everything is normal, after the turmoil a while ago, this wasteland is no different from previous years, barren, cold, lifeless, the tundra is snow-white, without a trace of variegation. The tenacious mosses had been strangled by the cold and the night, and they would not cover the wasteland until the snow melted in the spring of next year, and even wild animals knew to retreat from this dead land at this time. Polar bears are sleeping farther north, arctic foxes and arctic hares are mostly hiding in their burrows, patiently waiting for summer, and the wolves that roam the wastelands in the spring and summer are now nowhere to be found, when they chase reindeer and musk oxen to the south, and will not appear here for a short time. After a week of wandering through the lifeless wasteland, and seeing that it was not far from the only town, Pandey proposed to go to the town to exchange for some supplies, which was finally the only reliable suggestion for Pandey in the past week.

After all, people are still social animals, a group of 5 people, you look at me and I look at you day and night, even if it is Audrey Hepburn, there will be a day when you get tired of watching. Although the natives of that town have always had little affection for the Red Dragon Guardians, they can finally meet a few strangers, which is also a kind of adjustment for this monotonous life.

The Red Dragon Guardians are also self-proclaimed by these people, and the natives prefer to refer to them as "bastards who have come to grab diamonds". However, these people do not seem to be like the aborigines, they have little interest in diamonds, and there are rumors that they are surveyors for oil companies, but it seems that they do not drill around like other survey companies, but roam around in all-terrain vehicles and tracked vehicles, although they do not like the people of the town, but it does not prevent them from being the richest people in this wasteland. From the point of view of making money, the aborigines of the town are very welcome to do some exchange and trade with these people.

Humans are so strange at times, they don't appreciate each other, but they each take what they need, the people in small towns need money, and the boring Red Dragon Guardians need to communicate and buy things with strangers, and they all live together in peace and quiet in this wasteland after countless disputes have erupted over the centuries.

But this time, when the bright headlights hit the town and the heavily loaded vehicle engine roared into the town, Pandey felt that the town seemed to be different from usual.

There was no one in the town, not even the horses that were usually easily frightened by the engine. Pandey jumped out of the car and looked at the dark house with no light, the wind whistling across the only road in town, and the silence of the ghost town, Pandey wondered if he was in the wrong place.

Pandey struggled to open his eyelids, which were heavy from drinking too much, and looked around to make sure he was indeed standing on the ground of the town. There is no second town of the same kind in this wasteland, but where have all the people gone?