With a subtle horror on his face, the Marine's whole body seemed to stiffen, and he could feel a hard, flat object sitting under his combat boots. He didn't dare to act rashly, but looked down slightly at the snow that was about to reach his knees, and slowly raised his head and showed a wry smile to Liszt: "Sorry, my luck is a little bad." ”

"Little things, don't worry."

Liszt's face was solemn, and his eyes subconsciously swept the snow in the surrounding forest, but there was nothing abnormal in the white appearance, and the heavy snow falling in the wind had already wiped away the traces of an unknown amount of time. Taking a deep breath, Liszt backhanded his flask to the Marine, nodded and said, "Drink vodka to warm up." ”

Slowly raising his left hand, Liszt turned his head to look at Karl, who wanted to get down on the snowmobile to help, and also gestured to him, and at the same time said to another Marine next to him: "All stay on the snowmobile, keep watch around, and report the situation immediately!" ”

"Understood."

Carl nodded, and at the same time his body was quite agile to get up, standing on the snowmobile, holding his M4A1 assault rifle, looking around with extremely vigilant eyes. This is already within the scope of Canadians' activities, and I am afraid that it is already close to the town of Nakitimat, otherwise those Canadians would never have laid these mines.

And this is also quite clear to Liszt. The greatest effect of these mines deployed on the edge of the defense zone is not to kill or injure the enemy, but to hinder the enemy's advance speed. As well as alerting the defenders in the defense area. Now there are important signals of something unusual!

"Keep your body balanced. I'll take care of the rest. ”

Liszt reflexively got off the snowmobile, but his legs were also quite cautious and his face was quite cautious. Before knowing the type of mine, any superfluous action will lead to an explosion, and killing and injuring yourself may be a trivial matter, but once the defenders of the group of Canadians know that someone has invaded, I am afraid that as long as a helicopter gunship comes, they will be brutally annihilated.

Slowly exhale a puff of white mist. The effect of Listerna's strengthened physical fitness exceeding the average number of times has also been revealed at this moment. He could control almost every muscle, carefully sensing the strange movement of the snow beneath his feet as he stepped forward, as well as any suspicious collapses.

Luckily, he made it to the Marine and found no other mines. Liszt slowly crouched down and pulled his hand out of the thick glove, ignoring the freezing ice outside. Reaching out and touching his right leg, he said as if he was very calm: "It seems that those Canadians are very careless." The density of laid mines is somewhat large. ”

"The only fortunate thing in misfortune."

The Marine's lips had a wry smile on his lips, and his hand holding the jug trembled slightly, which already explained the fear in his heart. But slowly swallowing and foaming, he raised his head and poured himself a sip of vodka, and the fiery heat ran down his throat, as if numbing the panic in his heart, and he exhaled a long breath and asked, "Anti-infantry thunder?" ”

"Well, anti-infantry mine, you're really lucky."

Nodding slowly, Liszt pushed aside all the snow on both sides of his legs, and looked at the army-green mines under his combat boots, and his face slowed down a lot. Reflexively pulling out the military dagger at his calf, Liszt held down the boot on the mine with one hand, and at the same time looked up at him and nodded to him and shook his head: "When you go out in the future, remember to pray for God's gift." ”

As he spoke, he reached out to untie the laces of his boot, and at the same time, the sharp bayonet instantly plunged into the bottom layer of the combat boot, and with the force of one arm, it had already pierced the boot completely. Liszt's other hand immediately pressed the tip of the knife, and without raising his head, he said to the soldier: "Ready, raise your feet." ”

"Understood."

The Marine's combat boot had loosened its laces, and the spacious interior plush allowed his raised foot to break free from it with ease. Regardless of the cold stepping on the snow, he immediately squatted down, pressed the ends of Liszt's dagger with both hands, and asked with a frown: "Then what to do next, there are no stones around us." ”

"No stone is needed."

A little stream of data appeared in Liszt's eyes, and bricks had already appeared in his hands, piled up in the snow next to him. Lisuo carried them one by one, and began to stack them quite along the dagger, and when he almost reached a height of half a meter, he nodded slowly, and his face was a little more relaxed: "Okay." ”

And the member of the Marine Corps also slowly let go of his hand, watching the thick and heavy bricks firmly press the dagger underneath, and at the same time let the army's green anti-infantry mine still not move, and his face was a little more happy: "If it is a trigger mine, I'm afraid my legs are already gone." ”

"That's why you need to pray to God."

Standing up and clapping his hands, Liszt easily exchanged a combat boot for him, but his brows became more and more furrowed, looking at the white snow in the forest around him that seemed to have no abnormal conditions, but his face was solemn, and he just said slowly: "This looks like there is some trouble." ”

He didn't know where the mines had been planted in the vicinity, and once he walked past them, even if he had a way to deal with them, he couldn't dismantle them one by one. Slowly frowning, Liszt raised his hand and said to Karl over there: "Follow the route you came from, if the mines in this place cannot be cleared, I'm afraid our offensive mission will be delayed." ”

But Liszt's brows were also slightly furrowed, and he looked at the army-green mine that was pressed under the bricks, and there were Soviets on it, which was undoubtedly an anti-infantry mine made by the Soviets, and the metal shell also had subtle net marks, so that the fragments formed could cause a lot of damage to the lower body of the enemy.

"Made of metal?"

Raising his eyebrows slightly, the corners of Liszt's mouth curled up with a smile, he closed his eyes and looked at several tools in the system, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more wide, and at the same time nodded to Carl and said, "Maybe we don't need to go back." A backpack-like item appeared in his hand, with a long pole attached to it, and nodded: "The anti-infantry mines in the 60s, I have to say that the supplies given by the Soviets to the Canadians are still quite backward." (To be continued.) )