"It's a real treat."

Taking out a box of cigarettes in his arms, putting it in his mouth and lighting it gently, Liszt enjoyed the slightly mint-scented tobacco, calmly looked at the snowy mountains outside, and leaned on the cushioned body behind him to relax more and more. The winter snow scene is so charming that he can't help but smile when he looks at this unique geographical environment: "Isn't it?" ”

Behind him, at the mouth of the tunnel in the cave, Carl, who was holding two cups of coffee in his hand, also walked up slowly, and when he heard Liszt's question, he also smiled and nodded: "That's right." Karl put the coffee on the low table next to the Liszt cushion, the heat also dispelled the slight chill, reached out to take a thick cushion next to him, he sat down and took his coffee, also very relaxed shrugged and said: "If those nasty guys don't exist, so good." ”

Liszt shook his head slightly, thanked Karl, then picked up the cup of fresh coffee that had just been ground, blew lightly and took a sip, and the faint bitterness suddenly spread throughout his mouth with the liquid, so that his spirit couldn't help but be shocked, raised his eyebrows, and swallowed it with satisfaction: "Is the water of the underground river?" After drinking it for so long, I have to say that the water quality is good. ”

"This is all snow melt water, which seeps down and is filtered through rock and soil layers, and it is indeed a good mountain spring water."

Nodding, Karl also relaxed and talked to Liszt, the cushion behind him was also leaning on the rock wall, looking at the cliff two meters in front of him, just in the leeward place, and he didn't feel much cold. And his eyes condensed slightly, looking at the two mountains faintly in the flying snow more than two thousand meters away, he couldn't help but nod and said, "Cave No. 2 is very important. ”

"The best Indian coffee needs to be brewed with the best mountain spring water."

Feeling the fragrance in the faint bitterness, Liszt leaned on his cushion. Also looking at the two mountains more than 2,000 meters away, his eyes were more keen, and through the blurred snow scene, he could clearly see the black ashes covered by the flying snow, as if they had been burned by the flames, and nodded lightly: "Cave No. 1 is also very important." ”

After two months of development, Liszt and they have also stepped on the right track. They found all the caves in the order in which they were discovered. The respective numbers are marked. And just below the two mountains more than 2,000 meters away, is the No. 1 cave they first discovered, and the mountainside on the right and the cliff on the left also have their earliest cave entrances.

These two openings were also the focus of the Soviets and Canadians, and almost every week or so, a helicopter formation would arrive directly above the hill and whistling and firing a large number of rockets, turning the area into a sea of fire before leaving. For this group of Soviets, perhaps this has become a performance to express their existence.

The entrances to the two caves had already been blown up by Liszt himself, leaving only a vent at the cliff to ensure air circulation inside Cave No. 1. The No. 1 karst cave, which has been cleaned up, is covered by two mountains and more than ten meters of soil and rock formations on the top, and has now become a safe material storage warehouse.

"As long as the tunnel from Cave 1 to Cave 2 is widened, then we have a real base camp."

Taking a slight sip of his coffee, Liszt stood up on the platform, which was less than five meters away. Looking at the cliff two or three meters away in front of him, the height of more than thirty meters already showed that he was on the side of a big mountain. But Liszt didn't care about the dizzying height. Instead, he looked at the relatively short mountains in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh softly and said, "What a magnificent mountain range!" ”

After drinking the coffee in the cup in one gulp, Liszt's ears moved slightly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a wry smile. His keen hearing could hear subtle sounds, but sometimes he wished he hadn't, so he turned his head to look at Carl next to him. He also shrugged his shoulders lightly and smiled helplessly: "Our full stop is here again." ”

"Oh God." Karl was slightly stunned, but after the next three or five seconds, he also heard the faint footsteps coming from the cave tunnel behind him. He also subconsciously took a sip of coffee. Still shook his head and drank it in one gulp, stood up and nodded to Liszt, "I think I should leave." ”

As he spoke, he stood on the side of the tunnel, and within ten seconds, at the entrance of the tunnel, a full stop with a straight face strode up in the tunnel. Seeing Liszt, who was still facing away from him in front of him, his face was also a little obviously dissatisfied, and when he swept over Karl, he didn't have much of a heart to say hello, but just walked over to Liszt and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Liszt, it's been two months now, don't we still have much to do?" ”

"How? What are you talking about, Mr. Period? ”

Liszt turned his head and looked at the guy's face with a hint of anger, but a slight mocking smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth. Nodding to the Carl who was leaving, he also seemed to be very puzzled and looked at the full stop, and asked lightly: "In the past two months, it seems that you have not helped us with anything, but the food ration requirements are very strict." ”

"Strict? But you didn't support my protest, as an elite of the Enclave and a noble pilot, I ate exactly the same food every day as those ordinary soldiers! ”

There was a little arrogance on the face of the full stop, and he was extremely dissatisfied when he looked at Liszt, but he didn't dwell on these little things that he thought of, his voice sank, he walked over and pointed to the mountains in the distance: "But I can bear these things, but now that those Soviets have retreated, and the heavy snow can hide our traces, why can't you send me back to the United States!" ”

"Sent back to the U.S. Federal?" The ridicule at the corner of Liszt's mouth became more and more obvious, he looked at the young man from the Enclave organization in front of him, who was not a few years older than him, and reached out to slowly press down the raised hand, as if it was a force like iron tongs, so that the face of this full stop brought a trace of cold sweat, and then he said slowly with a cold face: "Mr. full stop, one thing you have to know is that I and the Enclave don't have many good relationships." (To be continued.) )