The twilight was dim and the sun was sinking in the west. The twilight of the sun pierced the clouds, and the entire Ladakh Mountains were bathed in afterglow. In the past, the Hindustan mountain people who lived in this mountain range should have driven their flocks back to their villages. But now there are only patches of weeds and trees, rustling in the mountain wind.

The whole mountain seemed to be dead.

The wheels ran over the gravel, and even though the shock suspension system of the armored off-road vehicle was excellent, it still hurt from the bumpy ass.

Li Mu sat in the co-pilot's seat, his resolute face outlined by the red sunset, two military boots on the dashboard, and a rifle in his arms. Eyes squinted. He was observing the mountains in the distance, whether there was any sign of the Hindustani.

The cool mountain breeze blowing through the car window was a very pleasant thing, but his eyes did not relax at all.

This is the territory of the Hindustani people, who, as natives, know far more about the terrain than the Zhuxia people who first arrived here. The terrain of the Ladakh Mountains is complex, and there are too many places for them to ambush.

Pick up the walkie-talkie.

"Second class, is there any movement?"

The second shift was at the front of the convoy.

"No, there are no magnetic field imaging or infrared imaging finds, there is only wild grass here, nothing else."

In the walkie-talkie, the anxious voice of Niu Chao, the squad leader of the second squad, came back, marching on this wilderness, making him feel like running naked. All he wanted was to get the crew and prisoners back to the outpost as soon as possible.

"Be vigilant, it's impossible for the Hindustani to do nothing."

Li Mu ordered and then turned off the walkie-talkie.

"Hey, platoon commander, how long do you think I, the Hindustani, can last?"

Zhang Tao, a soldier sitting in the back seat, asked, he was a recruit who only joined the army this year, and he was only 14 years old. However, people in the wasteland are generally precocious, and the average life expectancy is short, and fourteen years old can be considered an adult.

"Who knows, there is a true God behind them. He can't just watch us kill all of His Christians. ”

Yang Xingchen, who was operating the grenade machine gun on the roof of the car, was a little pessimistic, and he patted his grenade machine gun.

"We can't kill God with weapons in our hands, not even His family."

As Zhuxia soldiers, they know much more than the outcasts in the wilderness. In Zhongzhou, there have been massacres of awakened holy demon clans from time to time, which require the mobilization of troops and mobile teams to exterminate them. Knowledge of the Holy Demon also inevitably spreads among the soldiers.

"It doesn't matter, we also have God behind us, and He will kill the true God of the Hindustani for us."

Zhang Tao swore an oath.

Li Mu shook his head and did not explain. These soldiers do not know the nature of the so-called "gods", which is why they have such childish remarks. However, it is true that Yama will not let the Hindustan people perish. Without enough nourishment, it would take hundreds of years for him to recover.

The voice of the second shift leader suddenly sounded in the walkie-talkie.

"Damn! Platoon leader, there is no road in the dense forest ahead, we need to walk! ”

Li Mu's brows furrowed, he had already seen the dense forest in the outpost, but he didn't expect that there was not even a path for vehicles to drive in the woodland.

"Walk, get out of the car and walk, we rush to the crash site on foot, hide the car, don't wait for us to come back, the car is gone."

The soldiers complained a little that it was not pleasant to walk through a forest in the darkness of night, even if it was only three or four kilometers away, it was enough to exhaust them.

"Platoon commander, can't we go back first and come back tomorrow?" The second squad leader suggested with some hesitation: "It is not a good choice to go into the mountains and forests at night, as long as a few Hindustan natives are ambushed inside, it is enough to kill us all." ”

The last rays of the sun melted into the twilight, the sky was dim, the Ladakh Mountains showed a blue-colored outline, and the vision was chaotic, and it was impossible to distinguish the boundary between the mountains, the wilderness and the sky.

Li Mu shook his head and rejected the second squad leader's proposal.

"We have night vision devices, those Hindustani don't have them, in the night, we have a greater advantage, if we come tomorrow during the day, it will be more troublesome to meet the Hindustani, according to my order to get off the car, through this mountain forest, the guide of the army aviation has sent a message, the next transport helicopter will arrive in three hours, we will bring those prisoners of war back to the outpost within three hours."

Relying on the prestige they had accumulated before, all the soldiers still followed his orders, and after hiding the armored off-road vehicle with branches, they walked into this dark forest.

The advanced night vision devices are almost non-existent, but the field of vision has turned a green in vain, which makes people a little dizzy.

Li Mu walked in the front, his body bowed, and the butt of the gun was pressed against the shoulder socket. The mountains and forests at night are even more strange in the field of vision of night vision devices.

The sky was dark, but Li Mu still relied on a strong sense of direction to move towards the crash site. If you march in this dense forest, if you go in the wrong direction, you will be in great trouble.

There was a flapping of wings, and the flock of birds was alarmed, and with a noisy chirping sound, they flew into the air, hovering above the crowd.

All of them were on tight nerves and on high alert.

It took more time than expected to traverse the dense forest at night, but fortunately no Hindustani people were encountered. It may be that they thought that the ground-dwelling basilisk had already killed all the prisoners of war, so they didn't send anyone over.

After navigating the intricacies of the Secret Order, the rest of the road was much easier, and they soon found the charred, blackened wreckage of the helicopter.

The crew was on the edge of the wreckage, and they were very vigilant, and they only raised their guns after Li Mu identified himself.

"We need doctors, the driver has a serious neck injury, intracranial hemorrhage, and someone has a broken leg."

Li Mu comforted.

"The helicopter arrived soon, they brought the doctor, and your injuries will be treated soon. What about the prisoners of war, how are they? ”

"They're fine, they're just a little dishonest, and they quieted down after giving them a few rifle butts, and if you come late, I'm going to kill them."

The way back was also very calm, as if the Hindustani had completely disappeared from the area.

Li Mu hesitated for a moment and gave the order.

"Arrange all the thunderbolts you brought in this forest."

The Hindustani must have come back to examine the wreckage of the heavy helicopter, and when they did not find the bodies, they would have known that the POWs were not dead.

This dense forest is the gateway to the outpost, and hopefully these thunderbolts will surprise them.