There was silence everywhere, the temperature was cold, and the unbalanced sound of the wind blowing in the woods, and the sound of snow falling and shattering seemed to be captured by people's ears.

The three of them followed the traces that gradually became lighter, deep into an ancient forest. The light became a little darker and the snow became a little deeper. Each step made a discordant sound of "creaking". The lowest layer of snow was pressed very hard, as if it was transforming towards ice, conveying the heavy feeling of the ground.

The three lonely people walked in the woods, following the traces in a triangular queue. While keeping their speed uneven, they can also use more attention to the surroundings of the woods.

Soon after, they entered the depths of the woods, and the thickness of the snow became no longer uniform.

"Stop, there seems to be something in front of you." Someone among the three suddenly shouted, and his body was nailed to the spot. Among the three, he was the surgeon who focused on strengthening his eyes. Half an hour ago, Gabrie divided the dozen people into three groups, and he had considered it in his mind. He could ensure that there were people in each group who had the advantage in vision.

In snowy days, many things turn into the same white. The enemy's combat uniforms also have mimicry effects, and can automatically change colors according to the actual surroundings to disguise. Poor vision and inattention may all be blinded by natural scenery.

"There are a large number of bullets on the ancient tree, and there seems to be an enemy's corpse." The three stopped a long distance and stopped moving forward. The people with better strength climbed up the ancient tree beside them and squinted their eyes to observe the situation ahead. "We also have people on our side, and they are from another team. Many died, but there are no more enemies. It may be similar to our situation. They launched a raid on the enemy at night. But there were no people like Gabrie in their team, and they suffered great losses."

A pile of frozen corpses were still piled up there, and in a few hours it became hard ice cubes, with snow burying traces of most battlefields. Other teams were also chasing the enemy, playing hunters and prey games like them. They walked in a hurry, and the corpses here had not been dissolved, and even the corpses of their own people seemed to have become stone-like ice cubes.

A winding trace passed through the pile of corpses and extended to deeper into the woods. Within a distance of less than a hundred meters, it was blocked by the huge stack of tree trunks.

"The enemy passed by here in a hurry and was still running away." The man jumped off the tree trunk and said, putting the gun in front of his chest. "The power of the fifth type chemical toxic substance is very powerful. It will take an ordinary person a short time to die if he is hit. People like us cannot resist it. But judging from the depth of the trace, there is no change at all. The enemy's speed is still maintained. It is really a wild boar-like physique. If you shoot a few shots on your body, you may not be able to kill him immediately."

"I think it's a good thing." The person on the side looked ahead and said, "When we chase the enemy and kill him, we can take away some of his blood and apply for testing the blood after returning to school. When the test results come out, we can rely on it to prove that the enemy we killed is someone with extremely strong physique. At that time, not only will the corresponding score be improved a little, but the subjective evaluation of the examiners will be better as a result."

"Let's talk about it first, look at the traces, and it will take some time to wait until the enemy's physical condition drops."

"Sooner or later, the antidote is not something that is easy to mix. It only takes one or two days for him. We just need to think about how to avoid Gabrie and return to the assembly site at that time." A voice that doesn't care, "This is the prey that Gabrie has identified. It is definitely not suitable for us to steal it. We can't compare with our strength. If we anger him, our own lives will be in danger. As long as we find a reason, we can become a corpse in the snow. And there is no direct evidence at the school, and Gabrie cannot be punished."

The other two nodded. If things go smoothly, it seems that this is true.

As the three of them spoke, a few red spots appeared in front of them, and the dim light was reflected. Other colors appeared on the snow-white ground, which immediately attracted their gaze. Their bodies suddenly entered a state of alert, their hearts were tightened, and under the stimulant and uncontrollable adrenaline secreted by themselves, they jumped up quickly. They placed their fingers on the steel trigger, and their eyes narrowed a little, looking through their accurate hearts.

The surroundings became quieter.

"It's just blood that has formed ice, don't scare yourself." Someone breathed a sigh of relief, sighing that the three of them were nervous. When talking about Gabrie just now, the three of them also felt more stressed.

Following the traces, they approached the pile of corpses that were mostly buried in snow. The three of them said not to scare themselves, but when they approached this small area, they still focused their energy and attention.

From a distance, they started to see if there was any problem with the corpses. They were also afraid that the enemy would disguise themselves as corpses and hide in the dark to fire cold guns at them. The perception focused on the place where the corpses were lying. The three of them jointly defended that direction. When moving forward, they also paid attention to the shelter around them, and did not expose their bodies to the pile of dead bodies lying quietly.

One of the three started gesturing, meaning that it felt like the atmosphere was a little wrong here, and the air was a few degrees colder than other places. It was best to add a few shots to all of these corpses. Install a silencer and shoot with a single point. The sound could probably be buried by the wind and not spread far away.

The other two agreed immediately, and they also felt that something was wrong here, probably because of a mental problem. When they encountered a bunch of corpses on the way, they were not a big deal, but they just felt that it would not be a good sign. The three of them hid behind the ancient tree, took turns to defend, took turns to take out the silencer from their backpack and installed it, and then aimed at the corpses. Whether it was exposed or buried in snow, they all had a shot.

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There was no omission, and each corpse was shot, and the people on his side were not included. Then, after discussing, the three of them sighed collectively.

"well,,,"

It's really nervous, they thought.

"Continue to rush." ​​The person with good eyesight sighed and his body collapsed a little. His heart just now jumped up, as if it had consumed a lot of their physical strength.

The queue returned to a triangle again. At this time, the three of them looked at each other and saw the smile on each other's faces, but no one exposes the meaning. However, the smile on each person's face expanded a little later.

Then, in the order from left to right, the time interval between them did not exceed a few seconds, the three people's heads exploded one after another, and a pile of red and white mixed substances splashed into the snow ahead with large pieces of fragmented bones, rendering a huge area. Three sharp sounds swept past their positions at this time. The three bullets that were not very deformed continued to fly forward, and finally the ballistic drooped, two hit the snow, and one fell to the trunk.

The three corpses fell down weakly, crushing the red snow in front of them, making a "squeaking" sound. The blood was still flowing, and a piece of snow was filled with red. Only then did there be a small amount of white mist appear, and it formed a strange red ice cube.

At this time, a person followed the traces they left in the snow, reached out and pulled open the metal zipper on their backpack, searching for the things inside at a quick speed, while judging whether it was useful, while taking out all the high-energy food inside and eating them all into their stomachs.

I also found a map and a few booklets, all of which were written on the far-sea common country, and I couldn't understand it. There were motifs with meaning on the corners, which might be similar to the bullet sign of Weberley, representing a certain organization on their side.

The other things didn't work much. At this time, Kathy took a deep breath, and his breathing spurted out like a pressure-relieving air valve. He considered what the enemy would do to those corpses very early. He originally planned to disguise himself as corpses to ambush the enemy, but he felt that it was dangerous. In the end, he chose a more stable plan and hid in a more front position. After the enemy passed by, he fired a cold gun from behind.

When hiding, just be careful to control your breath. The gradually solidified blood provided help to Cassia at this time. The various functions of the body are more likely to stabilize, allowing him to approach the state of death.

It is just a waste of time to get re-active from this state, and it takes more effort than usual.

"It seems that the forged traces have worked, and the enemy has dispersed." Cassia took advantage of the sedative and accelerated his running. He now left the woods and went to open flat ground or gentle hillsides, so that the heavy snow could bury the traces left by himself. The time difference between him and the enemy became larger, and soon the enemy could no longer track him by the traces on the snow.

Perhaps it was not necessarily possible to completely get rid of the enemies chasing behind him with the short gap he had fought for at that time. Cassia hoped that such a thing would happen.

After three hours, he finally came to the end of the woods, with a gentle hillside on one side and a steep cliff on the other. There was a mountain stream flowing rapidly under the cliff. The snow seemed to inject new vitality into the flowing water. Frosts of fog rose from the mountain stream, but in the air it quickly turned into white frost and fell into the mountain stream, which was circulating in this way.

Cassia's speed slowed down here, not because she was not physically exhausted. She only ate three servings of high-energy food a few hours ago, and the energy was completely sufficient. Instead, the effect of the tranquilizer was almost gone, and the feeling of fatigue was pouring out from all over the body. The body almost lost its resistance, chemical toxic substances began to work, the blood became sticky little by little, the feeling of hands and feet was the most obvious, and it became weak.

Control was also affected, and the fingertips and toes lost consciousness. The fingers could barely move, but it was impossible to hold the gun and press the trigger. The situation was much worse than Cassia himself imagined. Some tiny capillaries in the body were blocked in advance, and the skin began to lose consciousness and became numb. Fortunately, the perception of the eyes, nose and ears was still there, and it was still in a sensitive range.

After running a long distance on the gentle hillside, Cassia finally breathed a sigh of relief when he looked at the far behind him with his vague eyes, and the traces of his passing on the snow had disappeared.

Not long after, his footsteps were weak, his feet lost consciousness not long ago, and his running posture became weird. The control of balance became difficult at this time. Cassia felt that he was floating up and could only use vision as the standard of balance, which barely maintained for a while.

At this time, he had left the gentle slope, got back into the woods, and advanced hard towards the direction of the volcanic base. It was still far from the volcanic base, and Cassia began to sigh in his heart. The current situation was really bad, which was very different from the situation that the captain guessed.

Perhaps the benchmark for the captain's decision to make this judgment was himself. The operation stage and his own strength were not equal, so it would not apply to Cassia.

Continuing to run is like consuming too much energy and accelerating the circulation of toxic substances in the body. Cassia believes that he needs some rest now. Perhaps when his body calms down and his head calms down, he will come up with a good solution, but it may not be certain.

"Maybe once you rest, you will never stand up again. Then wait slowly for the blood to completely solidify and turn into a frozen corpse. The final result is that." Cassia mocked herself and said to herself, without any optimistic thoughts about her physical condition.

A cave vaguely black was seen in front of me.

"It's here, maybe everything is over." He said in his mouth. He thought he would think a lot of things in his head at this time, but his heart became calmer. Now he is not even as fast as an ordinary person, and there will be no miracles if he runs on. He himself is not a person who is willing to believe in luck. Finally, he looked back at the ancient tree behind him. While using his unconscious palms as a spoon, he stuffed a few mouthfuls of snow into his mouth, and dragged his body down and walked into the dark cave.

Gabri stood at the origin of three forged traces, and when another team returned, they immediately stepped up the time to rush over. Half an hour later, they arrived at the battle site where the snow was buried. They saw a striking large red area. Under the snow, the bodies of the three people were turned out.

The head exploded, and the remaining tissues inside turned into ice. Except for the chest cavity, the body was frozen everywhere.

Gabri sighed at the corpse and shook his head again. The enemy had no trace of cleaning the scene. In his head, the whole process of the three people being killed was easily simulated.

Looking at the intermittent traces in front of him, Gabrie's anger was nowhere to vent, and she didn't know what to say. The person was dead, and the body was frozen into ice, and no matter how much he said, it would be meaningless.
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