Historically, the Wood Eye Meteorological Team was quite benevolent, and they took a boat to the island of Sabine in northern Greenland, set up a meteorological observatory, and spent the winter of 1942 undisturbed. It wasn't until March 13 of the following year that they were spotted by a Danish sled patrol.

As a result, after a skirmish, one of the patrol was killed and two members were captured. The Germans painstakingly dug through Greenland's permafrost, dug a grave for the dead, and erected a cross for him with precious wood.

Unfortunately, the remaining two did not appreciate it, and saw the opportunity to steal back a sleigh and escape from the "Wooden Eye" camp.

Now, history is always strikingly similar, they were discovered by the Greenland sled patrol, but, the difference is that there is only one sled, and the patrol is supposed to be several people acting together.

In the freshly built ice house, the hunter Cnutsen endured the pain in his leg and thanked the Germans who fixed his leg bones, leaving him alone in the ice house.

Knutsson was conflicted inside.

He has been hunting in this land for more than 20 years, and the years have left traces on his face, and in these years, he has never done anything to be sorry for his friends, and he has great respect for his benefactor.

These Germans were his benefactors.

It is clear that the Germans are hunting polar bears, they themselves entered by mistake, if there were no Germans, they would have died there, and besides, the Germans do not need to contradict themselves.

However, the Germans rescued him and brought him to the base, where he saw some meteorological observation equipment, yes, when he set out, he came to this base.

Now, right here, he can't divulge the secrets of this place, because it was the people here who saved him.

I knew that I was not so anxious, relying on my own huskies were in the prime of life, and with great strength, I came out of the sled patrol in advance and ran dozens of kilometers away in front.

If everyone were together, there would definitely be other people who would help them kill polar bears, and there would be no need to accept the kindness of the Germans, and there would be no current contradictions.

According to the time calculation, at night, he should stop and wait for them, and now, Nils and the others can't find themselves, will they be in a hurry?

Knutsen was suffering from insomnia, the pain in his leg was secondary, and he was struggling inside.

"The meat of polar bears contains various vitamins, and heating will break down the vitamins inside, so if possible, it is best to eat them raw." Ault dissects the hunted polar bear with a multifunctional saber as he introduces it to the others.

Eskimos are an insult that means people who eat raw meat, as the Indians call them, and Inuit, as they call themselves, real people.

In the harsh environment of the Arctic, vegetables and livestock were impossible luxuries for the Inuit, and they relied only on hunted fish for thousands of years to survive and thrive.

As a result, raw meat, especially meat with a somewhat rotten smell, was a common occurrence in Inuit homes. The creatures that appear in the Arctic Circle: seals, whales, snow foxes, snow hares, salmon, seabirds, and even polar bears are their food.

In the boundless world of ice and snow, there is no hope of lighting a fire anywhere, and if you can't find firewood, where can you go to make a fire?

Of course, this is only a secondary reason why the Inuit eat raw meat, the main reason is that there are no fruits and vegetables here, and they can only get essential vitamins from meat. The vitamins in meat are broken down in large quantities during the aging process, and they are always eaten raw in order to maintain adequate nutrients.

As he spoke, Ault cut off a piece of meat and handed it to the boy next to him: "How about it, take a bite?" ”

The boy immediately shook his head, it was all blood, it was even more terrible than a medium-rare steak, and if he ate a bite, he would be disgusted for a month.

So, with a smile, Ault put the piece of meat in his mouth and chewed it heavily.

There is a lot of fat, and it is difficult to bite hard, so it is not as delicious as snake meat.

The griffin special forces have to carry out all kinds of training to survive in the most difficult environment, such as on a desert island where no one else, what birds and snakes can be eaten, and if you can't make a fire, you can only eat it raw.

Ault's bite was full of red blood, and the others looked sideways.

Ru Mao drinks blood, barbarian. In particular, it is even more unacceptable to see the other party eat raw meat directly and chew it with relish.

"Send a little to Orion." Oult cut off a piece of polar bear meat and said to the boy, "As is customary, this prey should have his share as well." ”

The rest was roasted and eaten, and in the tent, it was cooked on a kerosene stove, and Oult lit the kerosene stove, and soon the smell of it came from the smell.

On the open ice sheet, the aroma travels far and wide.

"What does it smell like?" Looking at the time, it was already night, but it was still very bright due to the polar daylight phenomenon, and Nils had been chasing for a long time with his sleigh and another companion, but he had not found Knutsen.

Nils smelled a peculiar smell in the air.

The Inuit like to eat raw meat, but that doesn't mean they're not familiar with the smell of cooked meat, and now, Nils closes his eyes and smells in the air, indeed, it's a smell of roasted meat.

Since there is barbecue, it must be an outsider, thinking of this, Niels's eyes were murderous: "Let's go, we will follow the smell, we will definitely find these Germans!" ”

More than a dozen sled dogs, pulling the sleds, continued to gallop on the ground, their noses more sensitive, and after smelling the smell in the air, they couldn't wait.

Nils looked at his watch, it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening, and after continuing to gallop for a few kilometers, finally, two tents appeared in the shadows in front of him, white tents, which were difficult to see in the distance.

This is it!

Nils gently pulled the reins, the sled dog stopped smartly, Nils looked at his companions, and with surprise in the eyes of both sides, found it, finally found, it must be the secret meteorological base of the Germans.

Go back now, report to your superiors, and send someone to kill them?

Nils shook his head, no, let's get closer first, outside these two tents, there is no one in sight, what if it is an abandoned place? At least see people!

The sleigh could no longer sit on, for fear of startling the snakes, so the two of them got down from the sleigh, and with their harpoons in their hands, they walked slowly forward step by step, and approached, and then they got closer, and they did not hear any sound.

Is it really an abandoned place? If that's the case, it's a pity.

The two of them were thinking about it, when suddenly, their feet were empty.

Not good, ice holes!