The cold gradually erodes the limbs and penetrates into the joints. The cockpit's climate control mechanism is broken, and staying in the cockpit is not much different from being exposed to the fangs of the cold wind of the snowfield.

Every time the badly wounded power armor takes a step forward, the joints of the machinery make an unpleasant creaking sound. Wang Yan didn't know how many steps the power armor could take, and it would fall completely.

At that time, it will be her death.

Wu Qi ...... Dangerous...... There is an enemy, I went to Chang'an District to find you......" Wang Yan bit her lip and trembled and uttered one word after another. It seems that this will make the consciousness clearer. She was frozen, and the fingers holding the lever had long since lost sensation.

The power armor repeats the cycle of inserting the mechanical feet into the snow and pulling them out, step by step, and the passage of ten minutes is as long as ten hours for Wang Yan. At one point, the joints of the power armor suddenly froze and cracked, and the left foot could not be pulled out from the snow as it plunged deep into the snow.

The power armor slammed into the thick layer of snow by inertia, sinking deep into it with a thud. Wang Yan's gaze was so dim that it was about to go out, and there was only a white expanse left in her field of vision, and she couldn't see the scenery ahead or the sky.

"Am I going to die?" Wang Yan didn't want to die, but her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and every time she used all her strength and mental will to lift her eyelids, she suddenly found that her eyes had been closed for more than ten seconds.

The long-term frostbite consumed Wang Yan's physical strength, she finally closed her eyes, no longer had the strength to open her eyes by herself, and fell into a deep sleep.

None of the people who slept on the snowy fields survived.

Under the dark sky was the white earth, the earth was too white, and there was a cold aura everywhere. Suddenly, stars and snow particles fell from the dark sky, and a cold wind swept across the snowy land.

A new snow has begun, and in less than half a day, the thickness of the snow field will increase by a few more points, and how many corpses will be buried under the merciless white, and will not be revealed until the early spring of the next year.

A figure that seemed to be non-existent flashed in the distance of the snowfield, and where the figure swept by, two walls of air separated from each other, and a series of extremely light footprints appeared on the white and traceless snow.

Footprints are left by a person's boot. Although the figure is beyond the scope of human dynamic vision capture, it does exist!

This is a man with a speed of up to 260 km/h and a third-order ability, "Subsonic Movement".

The man galloped across the snowfield, leaving the flowing wind completely behind, and his forward posture was like God holding a paintbrush and drawing a straight and pale line on the snowfield for nearly 100 kilometers.

The man's destination was Chang'an District, and the snow on his path was much lower than the surrounding area, where there were many scattered mechanical parts, all of which were scorched, and some of the larger armor plates were filled with dense bullet holes.

At the edge of the battlefield there are one or two less damaged machines, morphoscopically the remains of power armor. Some of the drivers who drove these power armors left their whole corpses and died in the cockpit or snow, and some simply did not have any corpses, and the fragments of the corpses had long been buried in the depths of the snow.

This is the battlefield where the Power Armor Team fights with Adriana's team, and the ending is obvious, the Power Armor Team is "crushed" to death by Adriana's Diablo like ants.

The man didn't make any stops, and continued to keep his original speed to Chang'an District. After a while, his figure coldly overtook the front of Wang Yan's power armor who fell in the snow, and finally an afterimage appeared in the air.

The man braked sharply and stopped his progress, the front end of his left foot turned 180, and the whole person turned to face the direction where Wang Yan's power armor fell.

The man wears a white T-shirt with sleeves to the elbows, black trouser legs that reach only to the calf, and two black low-top special running shoes. He is 178 cm tall, his figure is not strong and exaggerated, his shoulders are slightly supported by the shoulders of the white T, and there are chest muscles with just the right size on his chest, which looks extremely symmetrical; The two slender legs of the lower body are muscular, soft and elastic.

The man has short natural curly hair of light orange, his eyes are also bright orange like the sunset, his skin is healthy flesh color, his facial features are three-dimensional, his face is warm, he is quite young, and the overall style matches such thin clothes on a cold day, but it is like a hot fire like the sun.

Despite the urgency, the man chose to walk towards the fallen power armor, because he sensed that there were still living people inside the power armor.

The man walked over to the fallen power armor, and with a sharp flip of his slender but muscular arms, he turned the heavy power armor over, and it seemed that it didn't take much effort. Turning to the power armor on the front, through the special glass wall of the cockpit, Wang Yan's frozen and sleeping face can be directly seen.

"It turned out to be a young girl, and if she was five minutes late, she would really become a frozen beauty, but fortunately, Colonel Ben happened to pass by here. You're in luck. ”

With a wave of the man's hand, a moment of orange energy appeared between his beautiful fingers, and in an instant, four rifts of equal length appeared on the glass wall, which together converged into a square gap.

The glass wall fell slightly, and the man reached out and fished Wang Yan out of the cab, picked it up in the posture of a princess, and put it in his warm arm.

Wang Yan's eyes were closed, her gooseneck was slightly raised, and her goose brush-like eyelashes were stained with frost. Her lips were pale, and her skin was red from the cold.

The man adjusted his body temperature and gradually warmed Wang Yan's body. Wang Yan was frozen for too long, and the temporary warmth could not make her wake up.

The man decided to run with the strange girl. He turned back in the direction of Chang'an District, his bare skin in the air, and clean white T's and shorts gushed orange energy. Abundant in energy, it quickly wraps around the whole body, forming a protective shield that protects the girl in her arms in "subsonic movement".

The man pulled his legs, and the instantaneous acceleration caused him to evaporate on the snowfield. When the man approached the outside of Chang'an District in one breath, he saw Chang'an District with billowing smoke rising and flickering flames like bright lights.

The subsonic figure slowed down, revealing that it would allow ordinary people to capture the afterimage, and eventually, the man appeared on the edge of the ruins of blood and fire. In the posture of holding the girl, he saw two figures lying on a simple stretcher.

The remnants of the Red Wing Company stood next to Darch and Adriana, and Elder An stood outside the circle of men surrounding Darch and Adriana.

"Hello." The man spoke, his voice clear and beautiful, like the warm sunshine of the early morning.

Nian Chang'an and the others were suddenly startled, they all turned around, raised their guns, and looked at a young man with orange natural curly hair and casual clothes who suddenly appeared here in the ruins after the war.