All that came back from the mounted camera was full of silvery white, and only a few hills showed a little blackness. The infinitely desolate Gobi Desert has been strange to us along the way, but we have never seen anything like this.

We can already feel the cold wind on the ground, and it must be a hurricane at a drone altitude of nearly 300 meters.

Although the gimbal has maintained the stability of most of the picture, it can still be seen that the picture is a little shaky, and as the fat man pulls the rudder, the drone above our head turns 360 degrees.

This method is very sensible, because after just one turn, we already have a great understanding of the topography here, and the general direction and the bunker at the target point are also clear.

The bunkers were less than two kilometers away, and because of the ruined walls, the snow had not completely covered them, so it was easy to see a very strange yellow patch on the top of the hill.

But what is more obvious is an earthen fence that encloses the hill. We didn't drive there right away, but wanted the drone to go there first.

The drone flew very fast, and it didn't take long to get to the sky above the bunker, but at this time there was nothing special about it, the old broken walls, not even a whole house.

When we were looking at the scene below through the screen, the old generation on the side suddenly pointed to the screen, but the fat man was very fast, and the drone was also very fast, and the picture just now had already passed over the screen.

"Go back, go back." The old generation hurriedly commanded the fat man.

The fat man pulled the rudder back in the opposite direction, but after about an area of the picture, the old generation shouted to stop.

Because the signal is not stable, when we flew to the Black Lama bunker, we had already adjusted the altitude to the maximum limit of 500 meters, and at this time, I saw people on the ground like ants, and I didn't see what the old generation paid attention to in the picture.

Slowly, the fat man lowered the height by a hundred meters according to the order of the old generation, and the old generation pointed to a place under the bunker hill and said, "Can you zoom in, what do you think this is?" ”

As the old man spoke, the fat man immediately swiped on the screen. Then the screen was more than three times magnified by the point that Lao Dai was pointing at.

Immediately, not only the fat man, but even I was shocked. Because in the snow under the hill appeared a car, a white pickup truck.

If it was the original height and proportion, we didn't notice it at all just now, but fortunately the old generation had sharp eyes, but he actually only noticed that there was something wrong with the white color of that place.

It's not just the car, there's something next to the car. It seems to be a person, because after the picture is amplified, there has been a lot of noise, so of course we can't see what it looks like, but it is estimated that it is not far from ten.

Because we have the advantage of altitude, although we can already see from the picture that the man has spotted our plane, the fat man still provocatively lowers the altitude.

Slowly, the number of the height scale had reached sixty, and when I saw this, I reminded the fat man: "Don't go down, if he has a gun, we will really crash." ”

"Yes, it's also a shotgun, this height can be hit, I dig my nose upside down." Saying that, the fat man almost jerked a height rudder lever, and went directly to a position of less than ten meters.

The man was visibly surprised, and as he walked towards our frame, we immediately realized that the man was indeed the Caucasian we had assumed. There was a fire behind him, and he seemed to be cooking something and was about to eat, and he was going to live quite comfortably in this place.

The Caucasian took a slight step forward, twisted his head in the frame, and immediately reached out and gave us the middle finger.

"Damn." The fat man cursed, and immediately pulled the rudder and slid towards the Caucasian. This was meant to be no attack, and of course the Caucasians avoided it with a dodge.

It's just that at this time, the place where the plane hovered happened to be on the fire where the Caucasians were cooking, and when the picture below was transmitted back, we immediately saw a large piece of soot blown up and poured directly into the Caucasian pot.

"If I were him, I'd kill you." I said a word next to me.

Sure enough, after the Caucasian found out that a pot of rice had been messed up by a fat man, I saw him pick up a stone buried under the snow.

Immediately, the stones in the hands of the Caucasian people flew towards our plane, and this professional-level aerial photography drone reacted very quickly, and immediately pulled the rudder lever so that the plane quickly dodged the flying stones.

Seeing this, I immediately reminded again: "This master seems to be unhappy, you should hurry back to the ship, don't carry it here." ”

But the fat man still did not listen to the dissuasion, and moved the plane to a position where he could just see the whole panoramic view of the simple camp. The Caucasians found that the stone had no effect on us, and their efforts were no longer in vain. The man spun around and walked to his backpack on the ground.

I saw that this was wrong, and the old generation also realized that this person was going to take care of the guy, but the fat man still didn't do anything. Although he is also very aware of the situation.

The Caucasian quickly opened his backpack, and I saw him pull out a rifle about half an arm's length from his side pocket. I'm sure it's a rifle because, I know it. It was a Mosin Nagant, a semi-automatic rifle that the Soviet Union used in large numbers during World War II.

But this one of his is very special, it is modified by himself, the huge wooden butt has been sawn off and replaced with a collapsible metal butt, and the muzzle of this gun is also sawn in half, so that although it is easy to carry, it must have sacrificed a large part of the range.

Without much waiting and foreplay, the Caucasian almost decisively aimed at the drone and fired, a total of two shots, the first shot, we were already out of balance, and the next one, immediately made us fall to the ground.

Because of the snow on the ground, the plane fell, but our video transmission was still normal. The man walked slowly, and the direction of our picture was exactly the opposite, and the angle was also very tricky. Presumably, this is the perspective of the head after the axe hand has cut off the head.

The Caucasians lifted me up, at least that's what I saw. Which of his bearded faces is now extremely close to the camera, and at this glance, it is indeed not an Asian face.

After watching it for a while, the footage that came back told us that we had been mercilessly thrown to the ground, and that the picture on our side was completely black.

I secretly sneered: "Hmph, tens of thousands of oceans are gone again." After saying that, he went straight back to the car.

"Shall we go over directly, or wait for that person to leave, it seems that the person has done everything to kill people and goods, and there are guns, I don't know the bottom of my heart." Seeing that the old generation also got into the car, I immediately asked.

As soon as the old generation turned his head, I saw that the fat man also came closer, he beckoned me to change places, and I sat directly in the back seat.

The fat man didn't say a word, started the car directly, made a U-turn, and slammed the accelerator in the direction of Bunker Mountain.

"Let's just go over like this, it's strange if we don't make a sieve for others." When I saw that the fat man was about to rush over, I immediately called out.

The fat man tilted his head: "He doesn't know who we are, after the plane, he must have changed places now." This old boy isn't that stupid. We may not even be able to see his shadow in the past. Damn, I don't know what he's here for, it's a coincidence, it's a coincidence, it's really bumped into us. ”

This section of the road was bumpy, completely in a snowy white, in some places it was simply a gully washed out by the rain, because of the snow, we could not see it in time, so several times in a row, our car almost flew up.

After only ten minutes of pain, we arrived at the bottom of the hill, and we were still a little apprehensive at that time, and we did not drive directly to the pickup truck.

There was also a corner, and the car stopped. After getting out of the car, the fat man was in front, his crossbow bolts were already loaded, and his waist bag was also filled with no less than thirty arrows.

I and the old generation are like guards with knives, holding knives in their hands, and the short knives have been unsheathed, this material does have some weight, and the body of the knife is also a special cyan.

The old generation is different from me, he holds it with his backhand, almost like a plaything in the palm of his hand, and he doesn't feel the burden of holding a knife at all.

We walked along the earth and stone wall, but the frozen snow always made us unhappy, and when we stepped on it, we clicked violently.

Finally, like snails, we quietly touched the direction where we could see the Caucasian camp. Seeing that the car was still in place, I looked at the fat man.

"What's the matter, the people are still there?" I shook the knife in my hand: "Let's fight others in the way of primitive people, let's suffer a little loss." ”

The fat man put his fingers to his mouth and made a silent motion, and I couldn't say any more, so I had to close my mouth directly.

The fat man raised his crossbow and saw that his posture was already aimed in that direction. But the Caucasian was no longer in the camp, and the fire was still burning, but the pot on top had been removed.

"What about people?" I couldn't help but ask.

The fat man and the old man both shook their heads, presumably they had already searched the place just now, and I looked into the window of the pickup truck, and it was empty.

At this time, the fat man slowly stood up: "The bag is still there, where have the people gone?" ”

Before this sentence could be fully spoken, the last word had just come out of his throat, and he immediately saw a flying pounce from the old generation, throwing the fat man to the ground.

Almost a millisecond, there was a sudden explosion on the earthen wall on one side of us, and the lumps of dirt splashed everywhere, and one of them flew directly into my mouth, and when I was spitting disgustingly, the old generation suddenly got up again and knocked me down.

At about the same time, there was another explosion on the earthen wall. The old generation and I fell to the ground. That's when I realized that we had been sniped, and the place where the two bullets hit the earthen wall was just now.