August 2116 AD, polar ice sheet.

A Huaxia Type 99A amphibious main battle tank painted with snow camouflage drove at a constant speed on the ice field, and the track marks of the tank spread far away, and soon the snowflakes would erase all traces of cruelty.

The tank was carrying five tired young people, since they were dispersed by an unknown force in the process of carrying out the mission half a month ago, Hua Feng's armored company of ten tanks lost contact with each other in the process of dispersing and breaking through the enemy, and now, Hua Feng only has this tank.

"Xiaomeng, it looks like our radio can't be repaired for a while and a half, you haven't closed your eyes for a day and a night, hurry up and rest for a while." Wait until you get to the meeting place agreed with your brothers, Hurricane Town, and then make plans. After Hua Feng set the route of travel and switched the tank to automatic driving, he got up and walked to the side of Yunmeng on the side and said with concern.

"It's okay, I can still hold on, there's Hurricane Town ahead, wait until dawn to get there, let's see if our allies have any originals that can be replaced." Brother Wang Yue and Brother Wu Jing had just fallen asleep, and Sister Shuangning said to change me for a while. Hua Feng, as the commander of the company, you have to rest well, everyone needs you. Looking at Hua Feng, whose eyes were bloodshot and had not closed his eyes for two days and two nights, he said in a somewhat distressed tone.

Yun Meng really couldn't bear to let him hold on any longer. She knew in her heart that Hua Feng was anxious, but there was no way, there was still more than a thousand kilometers away from the nearest Huaxia base, if she couldn't replenish it in time, with the remaining supplies now, I am afraid it would be difficult to take this big guy of more than forty tons home.

At this time, the emotions lingering in my heart are more helpless. The teammates also knew in their hearts that the mission to explore polar energy would be ambushed if the news leaked and the losses would be heavy. After leaving the motherland, the lone army without backup went deep, and even the ace armored force that was as strong as Huaxia 99A still suffered a blow of near destruction. This hurt Hua Feng's self-confidence, which was only 23 years old when he had just been promoted to the head of the acting company.

Therefore, Hua Feng no longer insisted, opened the rest cabin next to the driver's seat and lay down, and fell asleep after a while.

At night, the wind and snow are still there.

The light from the tank's headlights was tiny in the vast ice field.

No one knows what the future holds, and the only belief in my heart is probably to go home. Thinking of elderly parents, thinking of familiar military camps. They know that as long as they are still on the way, there is still hope and the possibility of returning home. They are the lucky side compared to many people, although the future is unknown, life and death are unpredictable.

At this moment, not far from Hua Feng and his party, in a wooden house. Several foreigners of different colors in full armor asked the three Chinese soldiers in front of them in Chinese, who were not very proficient: "Are you sure you want to keep a secret that may not be so important to you?" Is there anything more important in this world than life? Are you sure you want to die a worthless death like your two companions?"

As he spoke, he pointed to their companions, who had been shot several times at their feet, and who had no breath.

"Name the place where you and your company commander will meet, hand over the samples of polar energy you have preserved, although I, Kuroki, am called a jackal by the outside world, but I can guarantee that you will be kept alive. However, my patience has never been very good. You'd better decide quickly. Before dawn, life or death is all in your thoughts. ”

Several of them remained silent, not answering any of their questions.

After a few minutes, the jackal could no longer wait patiently, and he got up and left, and walked out the door, wondering which wife to spend the night with.

Of the three men who had been tortured, the youngest female warrior, who was a communicator, had fainted, and the other two male warriors, a gunner and a loader, had protected her behind her.

Everyone was silent throughout the interrogation, and they preferred to die rather than betray their comrades, even though they had sacrificed their commanders and observers for doing so.

At night, the tanks were still on the move.

"I do!"

Hua Feng, who had just slept for three hours, suddenly woke up from his dream. He didn't know how many times he had experienced the same scene. In the past three years, since he had cultivated his Yuan Qi level to level 20, he had always had a dream every once in a while, a recurring nightmare.

In the dream, there is endless killing, human beings killing each other. Familiar people fell one by one, and they could only watch but could not do anything. The invasion of alien races, the slaughter of civilians who were unable to resist, the corpses were strewn all over the field, rivers of blood flowed, and thousands of miles of starvation. The red-stained earth flowed down the rain into the river, and the river was dyed red with blood. Many things that may have happened and may be about to happen were repeated in Hua Feng's dream, and his heart was cut again and again.

Hua Feng's eyes were about to split, but he could only let out a silent wail, and when he was about to collapse, there was always an old and powerful voice ringing in his ears:

"These, if you want, you can stop it, and only you can! I want to ask, are you willing?"

And every time when he answered, the dream ended, and Hua Feng woke up with a big gasp.

This nightmare has plagued him countless days and nights, and after joining the army, although he repeats this dream less often, after half a month, perhaps it is the failure of this mission that makes the nightmare come invariably. Hua Feng never understood the reason, why only he could stop it, and what could he do?

Hearing Hua Feng's movements, "Brother Hua Feng, are you having a nightmare again?" Yun Meng's concerned voice came.

"It's okay, sleep, Xiaomeng, everything will be fine!" Hua Feng took a deep breath and exhaled, comforting Yun Meng in a firm tone.

This year's winter seems to be extraordinarily long, and the snow in the sky has been drifting for more than a month, like a tireless elf doing what he likes.