Luo Zheng and the others were unaware of Mr. Li's arrangents, sitting in the ard transport helicopter, they closed their eyes to rest. Once the excitent of boarding the helicopter had faded, fatigue surged in. They seized the mont to rest. An hour later, towering snow-covered mountains appeared ahead, the peaks soaring into the clouds with cold winds howling at their summits, making the flight unstable. Ghost Hand reduced altitude and flew around the canyon at a slower speed.
"We are approaching the border outpost ahead. Once we pass it, we will be out of Arctic Bear Country and into the lawless zone," Ghost Hand suddenly shouted through the headset.
"Everyone, stay sharp and be careful," Luo Zheng said, feeling an uneasy sensation and loudly reminded everyone.
Before everyone was fully alert, suddenly Ghost Hand yelled, "No good, we've been locked on!"
"What?" Luo Zheng was shocked. Looking around, all he could see were mountain peaks covered in thick white snow. Suddenly, he rembered the incident when he was abducted by the leader of the Wild Wolf rcenary Group, Wolf King, and how similar it was to the current situation. His face turned pale as he quickly shouted, "Quick, lower the altitude, prepare to jump out!"
Ghost Hand rapidly descended the helicopter. Everyone quickly gathered their belongings and also put on the seized goods. When Ghost Hand brought them to about fifty ters above the ground, fearing the helicopter would go out of control, he dared not decrease further and hovered in midair. Everyone threw the ropes and the seized goods down and quickly rappelled down.
The situation was critical, and no one dared to be careless; their actions were swift. Luo Zheng asked everyone to descend first, then turned his head to one side and saw a missile roaring toward them with a long tail fla. His face turned pale again as he urged, "Quick, faster!"
Seeing the missile, everyone grabbed the ropes and almost jumped straight down. After everyone had descended, Luo Zheng also grabbed onto the rope and jumped down, not trying to control his speed. His palm slid quickly down the rope, friction burning his palm despite the tactical gloves that protected it; otherwise, such a fast speed would be unbearable for his hands.
Luo Zheng landed on the ground, his body uncontrollably rolling down the mountainside. He heard a loud explosion nearby, knew it was the helicopter being hit by the missile, and without ti to watch, he increased the speed of his roll. He felt so of the helicopter's debris fall and pierce into the snow, nearly hitting him, which frightened him into rolling faster.
With a thud, Luo Zheng rolled off a protruding part of the mountainside and fell heavily onto the ground. Fortunately, the thick snow cushioned the impact, and he was unhard. Luo Zheng lay on the ground, spat out the snow from his mouth, and looked up at the sun in the sky with a bitter expression.
The previous ordeal in the great snowy mountains was vivid in his mory; it was a narrow escape from death. He never thought he would end up in the snowy mountains again. Luckily, it was a clear day without a blizzard. Luo Zheng heard Lan Xue's querying voice, sat up, and shouted through the headset, "I'm fine; is everyone okay?"
"We're okay," replied Ghost Hand and the others as they got up.
Luo Zheng looked at the helicopter that had fallen on the middle of the mountainside; it was unrecognizable, and the propellers were nowhere to be seen. He turned serious and quickly said, "Quick, pick up the seized goods and leave the scene. The enemy could arrive at any mont." As he spoke, he picked up the GPS locator, confird their location, and continued, "Once we cross the snow mountain ahead, we'll be out of the country. Everyone, move quickly!"
Not daring to delay, everyone quickly climbed halfway up the mountainside, picked up the seized goods, and Ghost Hand even picked up a piece of sheet tal. They placed the seized goods on the sheet tal, secured them with ropes, and dragged them forward. With the sheet tal as a base, it did not require much effort to drag the heavy load across the snow.
Enemies might co at any ti. The snow in the canyon was too deep for walking, and the snow on the mountain flank was too soft as well, prompting everyone to climb to the mountain top along the mountain flank. The wind on the mountain ridge was strong, chilling everyone to the bone and involuntarily hastening their march.
Soon, the high-intensity exercise generated heat in the body, making everyone feel a bit better as they continued forward. Luo Zheng occasionally looked back at the sky behind them, but saw neither helicopters nor fighter jets. His heart was tightly wound, daring not to be the slightest careless.
Being on the mountain top undoubtedly exposed them under satellite surveillance. Arctic Bear soldiers could clearly see everyone. A single fighter jet could have eliminated them all. However, Luo Zheng couldn't understand why Arctic Bear hadn't sent any fighter jets. He wondered if perhaps Arctic Bear wanted to capture them alive. He couldn't help but shout through the headset, "Brothers, why do you think Arctic Bear hasn't sent any fighter jets?"
The cold wind howled on the mountain top; one had to shout to be heard at all. After hearing Luo Zheng's question, everyone fell into thought. Ghost Hand shouted, "Maybe they want to capture us alive? It could also be that the heavy snow is interfering with the satellite surveillance, making it hard for them to locate us."
"Impossible that they can't find us. Otherwise, how could they attack the helicopter?" Mountain Eagle shouted back, "In my view, the most likely reason is they want us alive. We've made such a scene that Arctic Bear has lost face. Killing us wouldn't wash away their disgrace; only capturing us alive would suffice."
"Regardless of the reason, we must leave this damned place as soon as possible," Lan Xue shouted loudly.
Everyone laughed understandingly. Having escaped under a missile, their spirits were high. Even the harsh wintry weather seed trivial. The team marched quickly and soon disappeared into the vast snowy mountains.
In a military base command center in Arctic Bear Country, a general gathered so of his subordinates in his office, slamming a stack of files on his desk with a furious roar, "Who can tell what the hell is going on? Didn't I explicitly instruct you to stay out of this? What's with the hijacked helicopter? Haven't we lost enough face already? Thinking they could be killed just by a missile? I want them alive." As he spoke, he waved his fists, notably agitated.
"Your excellency, please be assured, my n will bring them all back alive," a colonel responded, rising briskly, glancing dismissively at those around him, and speaking with a sword-like sharpness and confidence on his resolute face.
"Good. I hope you, Snow Bear, don't disappoint again. Don't forget they are the champions of the International Special Forces competition; we must not underestimate them," the general said, softening his expression as he reminded.
"Please rest assured, Snow Bear knows what to do. As for the last competition, that was just their luck, and besides, not all countries sent their strongest teams, giving them a cheap win," the colonel said confidently, his chest puffed out as though he were an unsheathed sword, his firm gaze emitting a fierce killing aura.
"You are underestimating them," the general repeated, not pleased.
"No, Your Excellency, it is confidence. No one is a match for us, Snow Bear. Please, Your Excellency, wait and see. I will personally direct the capture operation," the colonel said confidently, his eyes sparkling.
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