Chapter 342

Everyone reacted. It must be someone who was buried below and couldn't move in a large range. He touched the pistol at his waist. First, he asked for help. Second, the bullet could drill some holes in the snow and get some air in. He was smart enough, but he had to take a lot of risks. It was easy to expose his position. If the snow foam poured into the barrel, Blasting is trouble.

Fortunately, the gun was of good quality, or it was always put in the holster before it was taken out. In short, it kept ringing and there was no fault. Several of the mercenaries were not hurt or light, including eagle eye, SM and bell. In addition, Ivan and I ran to the sound source with the gun.

Leaving eagle eyes holding sniper guns to press the array, the remaining four rushed into the snow and dug wildly. Who knows, the guy buried below is still shooting. The bullets fly straight into the sky through the snow. We were so scared that we scolded: "your sister, shoot again, I don't care." the shooting stopped.

After digging a few meters of snow, we found three people alive, two dead and five people. The shooter was a shovel. He was sober when he dug it out. The other two had entered a state of shock. We flattened the two guys and began cardiac resuscitation and artificial respiration.

When these guys should have rushed down the hillside, they rolled into a ball with each other. When they fell to the foot of the mountain, the two guys at the bottom became meat mats. They were trampled by the collision belt and broke their air directly. The people behind survived with the help of cushioning.

Taking the place where the shovel was found as the center of the circle, we searched for a long time, but only found one live, and the rest died of asphyxia or massive bleeding caused by serious fractures.

The three groups of people counted down, and there were only a dozen people with minor injuries. They lost more than half of them at once. Now the problem facing us disabled soldiers is whether we can leave this isolated valley alive

From the place where I stand now, the whole valley is not big, dead quiet, only a layer of gauze like fog envelops everything in it. Through the fog, you can see that not far from the foot of the mountain is a cold zone forest, and there is a sapphire like beautiful plateau lake, white fog, green trees and blue lake. These single beautiful things, combined together, show a strange feeling, which makes people's heart beat faster involuntarily.

"There must be danger here. I can feel it with my hair," a mercenary said to Berkeley after we joined a group of wounded Berkeley with shovels and others.

Everyone nodded, and I knew he was right. A woman who lured the enemy in depth with the sacrifice of her men, and finally beat us up at one fell swoop. If she had killed us just now when we were buried at the foot of the mountain, we could not have survived. The only reason why she didn't do so was that there were more powerful things in the valley that could kill us all without having to take more men.

I told everyone what I thought. Berkeley frowned and said, "what do you think they would do?"

Shaking my head, I said I didn't know. Brother donkey added, "whatever it is, it's estimated to be coming."

As soon as brother donkey's voice fell, there was a strange noise in the valley. All of us shrunk our necks together. Several people outside immediately rushed out the muzzle of the gun and opened a semicircular defense line.

I was nervous when I arrived, but I didn't carry the gun, because my intuition told me that the gun might not work this time. I called Ivan, the drunkard and brother donkey. The four carefully touched in the direction of the voice. Berkeley made a gesture, and several uninjured mercenaries and shovels followed.

The sound came from the other side of the lake. It was very close to us. It came through a small forest. Standing on the bank, you can see that the surface of the small lake is violently churning bubbles, like a super hot pot. It has entered a boiling state and is waiting to be cooked.

"Eh? Monkey, remember that underground fountain? It almost burned us to death," Ivan said, pointing to the lake.

I nodded, shook my head and said, "the underground lake boils because there is geothermal energy below. It's not the same thing with this." I pointed to the snow on the bank and indicated that the water in the lake is at normal temperature. Otherwise, the snow will melt and a large amount of steam will emerge from the lake surface.

"Yes, the whole Gongga mountain system is composed of granite intrusions, and there is no geothermal energy at this height. Those are bubbles turned up at the bottom of the lake," donkey said nearby.

Everyone looked at each other and held the gun in their hand. They thought there was something in the water to float up. Indeed, there was a big shadow floating up in the water.

But then I released my finger that had been on the trigger. Those shadows were just more colored bubbles, rushed to the water and dispersed. We all breathed.

Who knows I haven't reached the end of my anger. As soon as I saw the color of smoke released after those bubbles dispersed on the water surface, I was scared and immediately sucked back. The bubbles were wrapped with yellowish brown gas, forming a layer of mist on the water surface, and we've all seen this color. It was when we were in Liangshan Dashi tomb that there was a strange fog of things flying at high speed and silently.

"Oh, there's that kind of thing here." after realizing this, we all looked a little ugly. No wonder ah Xi and others hid. It turned out to be such a move. We have seen the power of this thing in the big stone tomb. It comes and goes without a trace. It flies very fast. It specially attacks the sound and light in the fog. The thick copper shield can hit a deep pit. It can be said that it doesn't have anything to do when it hits the armored vehicle. It's estimated that it's difficult to kill it with the weapons we have now, We have to find a way.

But it's not easy to say. First, it's always hidden in the thick fog that can't see its real body, let alone kill the idea. We have to let the fog disperse. Unfortunately, there's no wind here.

I told my idea to brother donkey and the drunkard. Brother donkey immediately thought of a solution. It was very simple to put it bluntly, and soon got everyone's consent. We have no ability to disperse these fog, but we can establish areas without fog in the fog,

It's the snow house we spent the night before, but this time we don't leave any doors and air windows. It will take some time for the fog to completely occupy the bottom of the valley. If we build the snow house before that, we can leave the normal air in it.

There were too many materials to build the igloo quickly. We returned to the place where the avalanche accumulated at the foot of the mountain and began to build a circular wall with a large amount of snow, gradually closed it, and finally closed the top. Some of the wounded also supported and helped. More than 20 people began to work constantly, desperately competing for time with the thick fog emerging from the lake.

All of us, as long as we could move, got up. Even Berkeley clenched his teeth and asked the engineers to shovel with one hand. More than 20 people started to build two rows of five snow houses before the thick fog like an invisible giant covered the bottom of the valley. They also made an inward snow hole in the snow pile at the foot of the mountain, and all the wounded were transferred in, Those of us who still have combat capability stay outside to prepare for visitors in the fog.

Although the three groups are a mob, in this dangerous environment, the temporary alliance is still stable. The shovel is the head of his group, but he doesn't know about war. Berkeley is seriously injured and can't lead the team. I'm responsible for directing and coordinating operations.

SM and drunkard bravely went to the lake to monitor the early warning. The rest scattered behind the built snow house, clenched their guns and listened to the sound in the headphones. SM turned his communicator into hands-free mode. Several seriously injured mercenaries gave us his communicator, so that everyone can speak in one frequency band.

Quietly behind the snow house, there was no other movement in the headset except the sound of bubbles rising out of the water. I didn't know whether it was the fear or the lack of oxygen on the plateau.

After watching for about ten minutes, the fog was already thick to block out the sun. The light in the valley was not very good. Now it became as dark as late at night. The air was full of the smell of general sulfur. I don't know which mercenary said on the phone that it was a bit like going to hell. Immediately, someone nearby whispered to remind him to shut up.

After the fog concentration reached the maximum, there was a splash in the phone. Something came out of the water. I immediately covered Mike and whispered, "come on, all ready."

But then the drunkard answered, "wait, there's more in the water". His voice was very low. I think he didn't dare to speak until he covered Mike with his hand. After all, the thing had flown out of the lake and was probably hovering over their heads at the moment“

After circling for a while, these things finally flew out of the water. There was a crash, and my heart turned over with the sound. In this way, I turned over nine times in a row. Finally, I even sweated, thinking, "one is very difficult. So many things come out this time? It's really going to kill me."

Others naturally heard it in the headphones. Although their faces were ugly, belilly's men were well-trained and had the meaning of fighting until the last second, so they were not paralyzed by the collective.

"Kill one to make enough money, kill two to make one, let's go," I said to Ivan and brother donkey.

The three of us bypassed several yurt like snow houses and moved a distance to the lake bank. Ivan wrapped a bullet with cloth, poured some ignition kerosene, dug a pit on the ground by hand, lit it and threw it in. The three of us quickly found a place to lie down.

With a bang, SM immediately reported, "you flew past."