Summer has gradually passed, and Alaska in September has entered autumn. The refreshing air seems to penetrate the soul, exuding its own unique charm in the whiteness of the distant mountains. Cold snaps from the Arctic Ocean and Siberia have gradually enveloped the area, and Alaska, which belongs to the cold zone, has already entered the winter season, compared to the temperate continental United States.

Liszt walked up to the top of a hill, and behind him more than fifty U.S. Federal Army soldiers in white camouflage combat uniforms were slowly spreading out of formation and walking towards the hill with M4A1 assault rifles. Each of them had an extremely cautious look on their faces, scanning the dense bushes and complex forests around them, all of them quite vigilant. No one knows if there will be Soviets here, the embarrassment is that they are on their own soil, and now they know nothing.

But when they saw in the distance on the other side of the hill, huge birch trees formed a luxuriant forest, standing tall in the white snow, and they couldn't help but look at it a few more times, as if they were intoxicated by the magic of nature. They are all young men living in the United States, and they see some daily winter scenery at most on weekdays.

The scenery of snowfields and glaciers like Alaska, as well as snow-capped mountains, is as fascinating as if you have arrived in another country. But in fact, it seems that this is exactly the case, and almost all of Alaska, except for the city of Anchorage and the coast, has become under the control of the Soviets.

Exhale slowly, but the gas coming out of the warm mouth turns into fine ice slag with the clear temperature outside. Liszt subconsciously reached out and fished it, but found that there was nothing. Wrapped in a camouflage combat suit with cold protection on his body, he left the Anchorage Line, he led this rapid reaction platoon to appear in the snowfield of Alaska, although he had prepared well in advance, but he was still a little confused in the face of this area that had already lost control.

"The originally divided theater of operations was all abandoned, and the Alaskan defense line was shrunk to Anchorage in its entirety, and I would not believe such a genius attention if it were not proposed by Soviet spies."

Slowly stretching, Liszt looked up at the blue sky above him, the deep blue as the universe, which made him feel a little refreshed. Slowly shaking his head to shake off the troubles in his mind, he opened his eyes and admired the beautiful scenery in front of him, without the densely populated city, and the industrial pollution on the outskirts of the city, Alaska, where nature occupies the main position, is as beautiful as the ice and snow kingdom in a fairy tale.

"This place is really beautiful, and General Bunal had said something to me before I came here."

Sofitel walked up from behind the hill, standing a little behind Liszt, looking at the vast snowy fields in front of her, birch forests and shrubs, mixed with the rolling mountains in the distance, forming an oil painting in the artist's hand, and she was also a little emotional. However, he took a deep breath and shrugged his shoulders at Liszt a little helplessly: "You also know, General Bunal's resentment towards Alaska is really big. ”

Anyone, as a supreme commander, will never feel good in his heart when the territory he once was responsible for is abandoned and invaded by other countries. This can be seen from the conversation between Liszt and Bunnard in the bunker that night, and Liszt also knows that Bunaar, an old man who looks a little dry, still has the blood of a young man burning in his heart. At least as a patriotic general, outsiders can't really understand the depression in the face of the invasion of the country.

"General Bunal..."

Slowly, Liszt only sighed slightly. He took the initiative to change the subject, turning his head to see that the soldiers behind him had basically reconnoitred the hill, and were setting up the tent for camping with the help of six infantry fighting vehicles and armed off-road vehicles. They had decided to spend the night under this sheltered hill, and in the face of Alaska's sudden drop in temperatures at night, it was important to set up camp in time.

And they are also going to use the back of this hill as a temporary outpost. After all, this hill, which is fifteen kilometers away from the Anchorage Line, is still under the control of the United States Federation, and even if it encounters the Soviets, it will not be many. After all, both the Soviet Union and the US Federation have maintained good restraint in Alaska, and according to international practice, there will definitely be no large-scale military conflict within 30 kilometers, otherwise it will be the fuse that will cause war!

Thirty kilometers is not a long time, but it is not a short time, and for the current pattern of warfare, it may only be the distance of an armored group's breakthrough. But this distance is also the limit of the artillery coverage, and if it were not for the outbreak of a head-on clash between the two sides, or the complete tearing of the hypocritical peace between the two sides, then these thirty kilometers would be nothing. But even now, in mid-September 2059, when this hypocritical peace still exists, these 30 kilometers are still a mutual deterrent.

An infantry squad quickly walked up the hill, greeted Liszt and Sofitel, and dispersed according to the terrain. Three M249 light machine guns were erected at three slightly higher points on the hill, and with the rapid swing of the sapper shovel, the soil layer that had not yet been completely frozen was dug up, creating a makeshift firing position after a brief rest. Two layers of deerskin blankets on the ground, plus a self-heating blanket, were enough for the team to stay on the hill at night and avoid the cold winds.

These are all supplies that have been distributed by the army logistics of the Anchorage Line after coming to Alaska. The bitter cold of Alaska was already evident in the September nights, and no one could go out into the wild unprepared, for there would be nothing but a stupid death. And Liszt also wrapped himself in a winter suit, and told Sofitel next to him: "Arrange patrol officers, and come to the hill every once in a while to ask if there is anything abnormal." ”

"Understood." Sophie nodded, although he used to be the commander of E Company, but because of Buenard's promotion and some secrets that had never been said, he eventually accompanied Bunal to the Anchorage Line, and became Liszt's current deputy. However, he was not jealous, Liszt's fame had already spread throughout the military circles in Mexico, and the heroic actions in the underground research institute that night showed Liszt's bravery and fearlessness, as well as his excellent command ability.

"I'll leave it to you, I'll go down and see how the makeshift camp is built."

For Sofitel's deputy, Liszt still has a lot of trust. In the underground research institute, Sofitel also showed his excellent command skills, otherwise he would not have offered to ask Sofitel to be his deputy. Leaving the Anchorage Line to reconnoiter is a rather dangerous task, and it can be even more dangerous if you don't have a trustworthy and positive assistant by your side. At least he knew that Sofitel was the kind of deputy who could be trusted and affirmed.

Walking down the hill, Liszt couldn't help but nod as he watched the soldiers quickly set up the temporary camp. The soldiers he led this time were all drawn from the active duty troops, and everyone was one of the best soldiers, and in the dangerous and unfamiliar Alaska, these experienced and excellent soldiers were undoubtedly the greatest reliance on the completion of the mission.

Six infantry fighting vehicles and ten military off-road vehicles with heavy machine-gun turrets formed the outskirts of the camp. Patches of seemingly thin but cold-proof military tents had been erected in the hands of the soldiers, with a mixed white pattern with inconspicuous green patches, which looked like rocks or shrubs in the snow from a distance. These are camouflage colors, and even the shells of infantry fighting vehicles and off-road vehicles have been painted with a layer of snow-white and pale green patches.

This is a snow camouflage suit specially developed by the United States federal for the garrison of the Anchorage Line, and it also looks quite effective. The large white camouflage camouflage, with a hint of green, is quite conspicuous at close range, and if you look at it from a distance, they seem to be blending into the snowfield.

However, Liszt looked at the tiny green marks on his hands, and this disguise of being mainly patches made him shake his head. This is a clear difference between the world of radiation and the world of the previous life, because in the world of the previous life, the combat uniforms of the mainstream countries have long been eliminated for patch camouflage, and all of them have been replaced with digital camouflage combat uniforms in the eighties.

"It looks the same, but it's not exactly the same..."

Liszt raised his wrist and saw that it showed that there was still time to spare, and then retracted his hand into the warm cuffs. However, looking at the tall and tall birch trees around him, he didn't know why he suddenly made some comparison between the current world and the real world in his previous life, and the real radiation world in the game. Even though he didn't know how many times he thought about it before going to bed, when he thought about it, he noticed almost quite a lot of differences!

PS: Today is a change for the time being, tomorrow I have a friend coming back in Sichuan, I need to pick up the airport, I want to go to bed early... But don't worry, I don't have anything to do this Sunday, I'll add more! Ahaha... I owe two better I know...