March 9, 1987 21:13...... Well, the window and the thermometer show at the same time, it's frighteningly cold outside. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

That's right, even as soon as I came out of the hibernation capsule and looked at the temperature display of "-17 ° C", I was roughly sure that we should have landed in the subarctic zone. "I hope this isn't Canada, and it's better to be out there than in the wilderness." I meditated in my heart.

"Are we on Earth?" Darsha slipped out of the sleeping cabinet in a daze, her head already in close contact with the wall if I hadn't helped her up.

"Thank you." After such a trip, she finally came to her senses, and then blushed and pushed my hand away. Since the rocket that landed in Yurigrad to the moon, most of the clothes have not been changed because they have been fighting in spacesuits, and at this moment we can only use "ragged" to describe our clothes. I don't have much to do with it, but Yurigrad is in the subtropics, and everyone was wearing summer clothes when they set off, which was not suitable for "covering the body", but now...... I feel like I can see a part of Darsha's dress......

"Ahem...... "There is still danger out there, and I'm thinking about these unhealthy things...... patted himself on the head and drove those "not very suitable" thoughts out of his brain. "Anyway...... Where is this? I looked up and asked Darsha, who shook his head in confusion at first, suddenly remembered that he still had the computer at hand, skipped my "disdainful" eyes, and turned on the computer in embarrassment. She adjusted her shoulder straps as she sat cross-legged, and I seemed to see a little black......

"Oh my God...... Got it, Commander- uh, Mark? - Hey? What do you see? It wasn't until Darsha called me that I looked up blankly and noticed that I seemed to be immersed in a world that I shouldn't have been immersed in. Adjusting my awkward mood again, I ignored Darsh's look as if he was looking at a monster, and changed the subject and said, "I'm fine. Let's talk about the results -- wait, is there a signal here? ”

The latter question is purely an unintentional question that has not yet eased up. Although it is not as accurate as GPS, in order to establish a satellite navigation system covering the whole world as soon as possible, Lomanov has no signal blind spots in the "Mentor" system. No matter where you are on the earth, whether it is under the sea or underground, as long as it is not a man-made interference, you can basically connect to the "mentor" (but the accuracy is too poor. In the past, with the help of mind engineers, this "error" could still be corrected. Now...... In many cases, it is necessary for coalition officers and soldiers to break the official Allied propaganda that "coalition forces are rigid from top to bottom and have no independent capabilities").

Two minutes later, Daxia, who seemed to be completely unaware of the problem with my eyes, gave an answer. "East longitude 124°23', north latitude 40°06'. We are now in ...... The border between the People's Republic of China and North Korea ......" Daxia took a breath, "we are almost on the edge of no man's land......"

Since the Fourth World Revolutionary War, Yuri has been massacring in large numbers, creating a lot of no man's land. The largest of these is the so-called "ice world" that stretches from the Yenisei River in the west, the Songhua River in the south, the Bering Strait in the east to Churchill Bay and California, and the Arctic Ocean in the north (in this sense, Marshal Ukhan and Marshal Gelen, who held out for eight years in the southeast of the Armu River and Sakhalin Island, were truly feathers). The area was already inaccessible due to the cold climate, and Yuri's massacre and the flight of the local population caused a large number of locals to flee. Even if the two mind control switchboards in this area were destroyed, the area was still lifeless and lifeless until now. According to Kukov, the commander of the "Third Berlin Division," who was the first to invade Omsk and personally destroy the Omsk mind control switchboard, recalled: "There are no fish leaping in the rich lakes, and no sheep can be heard in the fertile steppes." You can see what the desolation of the land has become. Unfortunately, we are on the frontier of this "icy world". Oh my God, it is said that due to the cold and the activities of Yuri's troops, there may be no government agencies in this area for a long time, and the local armed forces have long since carved up every inch of land. I don't want to be thrown into a giant steamer by even hungrier bandits before I die of cold and hunger. Daxia...... Can she outlive me "somehow" a few days longer?

There is no point in thinking about any of this. In any case, even if the power of the escape pod is enough to support its heating until the summer, food is absolutely not allowed. I don't expect any country in China and the Soviet Union to think of coming to this extremely cold place to save us, and we have to rely on ourselves.

"But it's cold outside......" Hearing me say the idea of "going out", Daxia subconsciously shrunk his neck and pulled the clothes on his body that could barely cover his body, as if doing so would increase some temperature. Seeing her frightened look, the corners of my mouth curled up in a vague curvature, and finally I replied helplessly: "Forget it...... You can find a way to contact the nearest coalition force, and I'll go out and have a look. Look at how far away the nearest normal gathering place is. ”

After years of fighting Yuri, the local government in most parts of the region has long since crumbled, leaving only a group of militants who have picked up the "legacy" of the coalition and allied forces, and established independent kingdoms in the wilderness or in the ruins of abandoned towns - agglomerations. Where there are gatherings, there are bandits, and mobs who take pleasure in destruction, and I have long been accustomed to dealing with them. When I stepped out of the escape pod, a terrifying cold wind made me feel a painful chill from head to toe, and I shivered with the cold. Weather of minus seventeen degrees in summer military uniforms...... It reminds me of swimming in the Yenisei River in November. That time I had a cold for three days, and this time ...... I just wish I could get a chance to reinvent myself.

The terrain here is not very good, and there are steep and rugged cliffs everywhere. The road has long been covered with snow and ice, and every step you climb can usher in a blizzard. It's already spring, but is the weather still so bad......

Looking down from the top of the mountain in front of me, the wind and snow finally subsided, and the threat of death was finally temporarily gone. I settled down and focused on "searching" for life signals. I'm not a radar, but I should have a wider sensing range at high altitudes.

"I really hope Chen Tianjie is here...... No, if it's the snake...... I'm afraid it's still hibernation time. I smiled bitterly in my heart.

I closed my eyes, but it was pitch black. It's not surprising, but if there are people around...... There should be some points of light that represent living beings (it seems that only humans and trained police dogs can be sensed). But now, except for Daxia at the foot of the mountain, in my perspective, I can hardly sense normal people. Although there was a deserted town in front of us, and there were indeed four or five normal people in the town, it was five kilometers away from us, and it was full of hungry and thirsty mobs.

What to do...... On such a snowy day, it was a huge challenge for me to go cross-country for five kilometers with so little dress, let alone Daxia...... There was no way she could have done this daunting task. Even if we were to get there, I wouldn't have the strength to protect Darsha after destroying the mob in the five Gathering Places.

What to do...... The sound of a helicopter sounded in the air in the distance. Damn, who is it? I listened to it...... The people inside were all wearing anti-mind control helmets and couldn't hear what they were thinking. But I know...... There were more than a dozen helicopters in total, and they dispersed as soon as they entered the area. What's more...... I can tell from the driver's reaction that their shells are painted with the Allied Silver Eagle logo!

Allied forces! Although I hated it at the sight of the logo, I was very excited at the moment. I don't know why there are allies here, but even if they came to kill me, or if they were passing by...... I also had no choice but to take out a few of them. I just hope that the equipment that falls off the helicopter is what I urgently need.

Unlike the coalition Hind, the Allied Black Hawk helicopter was not an attack helicopter, but a transport helicopter. Although it is large enough to carry three Prism tanks at the same time (the Hind can also carry an anti-aircraft tracked vehicle, but it is mounted underneath), it is not very armored or firepower. There are no multi-barreled cannons, no great mobility, no powerful tracking system, not even solid armor, and at best a target for ace snipers.

Oh yes, it has good stealth, but only for radar. I don't use radar.

When the sniper rifle is raised, the enemy cannot be seen in either the thermal imager or the optical scope. But I'm not afraid, although the accuracy range of this sniper rifle is only 1 . 5 km, the range can reach four km. All that's missing is a crosshair, and this crosshair...... The enemy's life signals help me adjust.

A helicopter came in my direction. It didn't take long for other helicopters that had just dispersed to look around approaching. Damn, they found me!

But that's irrelevant. The Black Hawk helicopter had no missiles and no precise guidance system, and dared to rush in rows...... I felt like a Russian machine gunner in the Arthur fortress in the Russo-Japanese War, a helicopter in front of me...... Just like the Japanese infantry back then.

When the first one was hit, I didn't hear an explosion, but I could feel a large number of life signals disappearing, and an emotional swing stronger than a cold wind came from there. It's okay, it's as easy for me as it is to kill the infantry on the steppe. The only thing to worry about is, if the enemy can't get close here, where will I pick up weapons, clothes and supplies?

One helicopter turns left, one to the right. They wouldn't think it was a bazooka, would they? Two more shots, and two more downed helicopters. The formation of enemy helicopters a few kilometers away was instantly chaotic.

That's where my good luck comes to an end. On a helicopter, a soldier fired a rocket. Rockets suddenly burst out at a distance of several hundred meters, and sub-warheads were scattered at me in the air.

"Damn!" Although I don't know much about where the Allies got their individual rockets, this is no joke. In order to quickly dodge, I didn't even think about it, put away the sniper rifle and jumped. Although it was suicidal, I had no choice.

When he rolled down the mountain, his head accidentally hit a tree stump, and his consciousness stopped at that moment. Daxia ...... I'm sorry...... I tried my best......

Saying...... Where did so many Allied airborne troops pop up in the cold no man's land?