Throw it so far away. As for the river further north on the map, it is already in the Arctic Circle and is more than a hundred kilometers north. Only tundra can be seen on both sides of the river, and there is no way there can be such a large patch of needles.

Forest."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wei Ran stopped to take a breath and continued, "There is also an easier way to verify, as long as we continue to walk along the river, if the river appears

The bifurcation to the true north proves that not only did we go in the wrong direction, but we also found the wrong river channel."

Jima nodded secretly when he heard this, and waited until Wei Ran had rested enough before he continued to move forward along the river.

As the two of them traveled day and night, at nine o'clock that night, the river under their feet indeed bifurcated!

"It seems we really did not make a mistake."

It was only at this time that Wei Ran, who was responsible for exploring the road with a gun, really breathed a sigh of relief, "Jima, if nothing else happens, we only need to continue walking northwest along the river for about 8 kilometers, and we will be near the intersection of the three rivers.

We’ve found the correctional camp, so should we move on, or should we wait until daybreak?”

"Keep...keep going!"

Ji Ma, who was responsible for dragging the sled, said out of breath, "After walking the last bit of the road, we will camp directly at the correction camp and wait to blow up the place early tomorrow morning."

"Change it again?" Wei Ran handed the rifle in his hand to the other party.

"No... no need." Jima shook his head weakly, then pushed the zipper on his chest down, "Let's go, keep walking."

Seeing this, Wei Ran stopped insisting, turned on the safety switch again, and continued to move towards the destination along the river on the left.

When the time came to about 11:30 midnight, Wei Ran and Jima finally saw the intersection of the three rivers, and also saw a particularly abrupt sentry tower on the river bank. The two looked at each other and immediately worked together to drag the

Dragging the sled cart towards the coniferous forest on the shore.

Under the cover of the coniferous forest, the two of them carefully touched the bottom of the sentry tower. This building was more appropriately described as a lighthouse or turret than a sentry tower.

A pure stone concrete building, the diameter of the base is nearly eight meters, and it becomes thinner as it goes up. At the top of the three-story building, the entire outline becomes about the same size as the base.

The two of them circled the base twice before finding the entrance and exit covered by snow. Compared to the building itself, the entrance was pitifully small. When it was dug out, it was not even 1.5 meters high.

No, the width is only one meter.

As Ji Ma struggled to pry open the rusty iron door with his gun, the first thing they saw was a frozen corpse half sitting on the spiral staircase!

The corpse was wearing an old-fashioned down jacket and was holding an SKS semi-automatic rifle in his arms. But what was particularly horrifying was that the muzzle of the gun was pressed into the chin of the corpse, and the boots on his feet were carrying

They are tied together through the trigger guard.

"It's suicide," Ji Ma said with certainty. "You can tell from his dress that he should be a hunter."

"Is there a residential area near here?" Wei Ran asked with a frown.

"I didn't know." Ji Ma simply shook his head, took out a headlamp he carried with him, installed the battery and turned it on to the maximum, then carefully walked around the body and climbed up the spiral staircase.

Behind him, Wei Ran closed the iron door and jammed it inside with a sleigh. Then, while Ji Ma wasn't paying attention, he took out the Mauser bayonet in the metal book and carefully cut open the corpse's body.

, and then took out the rifle.

As he gently pulled the bolt, Wei Ran discovered that the magazine of the rifle was empty and there was no bullet at all.

Unwilling to give up, he rummaged through the clothes pockets of the corpse. In addition to a few empty bullet casings, there was also a hunting knife often seen on Inta hunters and a few Russian rubles.

Putting these things back next to the corpse, Wei Ran followed Ji Ma's footprints and walked up to the second floor. Then he saw pieces of wolf skins, deer skins, fox skins and even a huge piece of wolf skin hanging on the roof.

Bearskin!

In the corner of the wall, there is a simple stove made of stones. There are still some ashes left in the stove, and on top of the stove is a small stainless steel pot.

Ji Ma carefully opened the lid of the stainless steel pot, took out a small book from it and flipped through it, then threw it to Wei Ran and said, "The unlucky guy downstairs is called Paulia, and he lives on the Ob River 80 kilometers away.

A hunter from a small town called Shureshkar. Of course, judging from these harvests, perhaps we should call him a poacher more accurately."

"How did you die?" Wei Ran asked as he opened the palm-sized notebook.

"According to the suicide note he left behind, he encountered a snowstorm when he came here to poach. His reindeer ran away pulling the sled, and this ghost place was surrounded by wolves again. After running out of bullets and this place

All the fuel in the watchtower later suffered from severe diarrhea and chose to commit suicide before he was about to freeze to death."

Following Ji Ma's explanation, Wei Ran also turned the book full of hunting harvests in his hand to the last page with words, and saw roughly the same content as Ji Ma recited, but what surprised him was that this

The time when the suicide note was written turned out to be 2003. In other words, this unlucky man had been lying here for more than ten years without being discovered.

It was also thanks to the low temperature in this damn place and the iron door that was blocked from the inside. Otherwise, this poacher would have filled the belly of the wild wolf long ago.

"Victor, how about resting here for a night?"

Jima said as he walked down, "I'm going to get some fuel outside. This sentry tower is high enough. After daybreak, we might be able to see the correctional camp we are looking for."

"Be careful of being surrounded by wolves." Wei Ran casually threw the notebook on the window sill, "I'll go to the roof to keep an eye on it for you."

"By the way, you can clean that stainless steel pot so we can have hot soup at night."

While Ji Ma was speaking, he was already carrying an ax in one hand and pulling the empty sled cart out of the sentry tower with the other.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Wei Ran, carrying a small stainless steel pot, passed through a wooden door covered with iron sheets at the end of the spiral staircase and reached the top of the building. To his surprise, at the

On the top floor of this sentry tower, in addition to a high-power searchlight produced in the Soviet era, there are also three rusty Deshka heavy machine guns set up in different directions!

But it is a pity that the key parts of these three heavy machine guns have been removed at some point, and even the shooting holes directly opposite the gun muzzles have been sealed tightly with cement.

Having found nothing, Wei Ran took out his telescope from the metal book and looked around. Unfortunately, except for the coniferous forest covered with white snow and the river winding to the end of his field of vision, he could not find any trace of the correction camp at all.

"Did you look in the wrong place? You shouldn't..." Wei Ran muttered to himself and pointed the telescope at the headlamp Ji Ma wore on his forehead.

After staring at the other person for a while and seeing that there was nothing there, Wei Ran put away his binoculars, reached out and raised a handful of white snow and carefully washed the small stainless steel pot he had been carrying in his other hand.

When Ji Ma used a sleigh to pull a few arm-thick pine trees back to the outpost, far away, Wei Ran heard the former shouting excitedly, "Victor, I just found something in the forest."

Got a minecart! Looks like we’ll be able to find the correctional camp soon!”

"Anything else found?" Wei Ran, who was still on the roof, bent down to ask, and at the same time dropped the small stainless steel pot in his hand that had just been wiped clean with snow, "I'm bringing up a pot of snow by the way."

"There are still telephone poles, but most of them have fallen down."
Chapter completed!