Chapter 220 There is an ambush above

Chapter 220 There is an ambush above

The Unimog crushed the feet-deep snow and headed north.

He Yang unfolded a military map and held a multifunctional military compass in his hand. After pointing the direction to Pei Junlin, he turned to Ai Wanxin and said, "Sweetheart, it's about 500 kilometers from here to Frost City. Should we continue to drive like this, or fly there?"

Ai Wanxin asked: "Where did the remains of the Frozen Nebula fall in the Forgotten Winter Ridge?"

You have to know that the Winter Ridge is called a ridge, but it is actually a mountain range that stretches for thousands of miles. It is only called a ridge because the mountain is not high. With such a vast land, the remains of the Arctic Nebula may not have fallen near Frost City.

If the two are far apart, we still have to deal with the remains of the polar frozen nebula first, otherwise, I really don’t know when this heavy snow will stop.

Tuoba Qiong was silent for a moment: "It is very likely that it fell under the Wailing Cliffs behind Frost City."

Very good, it really falls.

Pei Junlin interrupted, "Since the wreckage of Frost City and the Frozen Nebula are in the same direction, let's just drive over there. The temperature gets lower as we go north, and high-altitude flying consumes too much mental energy. We don't know if the wreckage is easy to handle now, so it's better to be safe. What do you think, baby?"

When he was in Fengcheng, he had heard that the only two guides in the base had a daily limit on the number of people they could guide the sentries. If the limit was exceeded, the guides would not be able to bear it.

Although his baby has not encountered any bottleneck so far, they have not encountered a more severe environment than the current one, so it is better to be cautious.

Ai Wanxin was in deep thought. He Yang's timely appearance in the morning dispelled the gloom in her heart caused by the overly realistic dream, but it did not mean that she did not take the second prophecy to heart.

Because the stories about the Four Horsemen of Revelation, the Star Sphere, and the Discipline Rings all appeared in reality before appearing in the dream, there is a very small probability that this dream is just a dream, an illusion created by her brain for various reasons using the existing details.

After all, the human brain is amazing.

But she couldn't pin all her hopes on the fact that this was a made-up dream.

She had to figure out whether these two prophecies were things that had happened in the past or were omens of the future.

The system, energy core, star ball and discipline ring, including the two prophecies, are inextricably linked. The only system that knows about it refuses to say, and will self-destruct if asked. In that case, she can only find the truth by herself.

The remains of the Frozen Nebula also fell from the sky. Although they were not from the same meteor shower, its appearance was so strange that she had to go and see it. Driving over there hesitantly was not her style. There were still many things waiting to be done.

Ai Wanxin clapped her hands suddenly, and all the hesitation in her eyes disappeared. She said in a sonorous and powerful voice: "Thinking is not a solution, only action can bring hope!"

The four people who were waiting to hear her answer were shocked by her sudden excitement.

"No, it's too slow to drive over there. The roads are basically covered with snow, and we don't know what the road conditions will be like. You guys follow me closely and guide the traffic at any time. If I can't bear it, I will tell you, so don't worry about me."

Since she said so, the other four had no other objections. They mounted their spirit bodies again and advanced towards Winter Ridge in the wind and snow.

Fortunately, the remaining distance was not very far. When the scenery under their feet changed from the flat and endless Frost River Plain to the rolling mountains, He Yang used the wireless terminal to inform everyone: "We have entered the territory of the Forgotten Winter Ridge."

Ai Wanxin looked down through the frosted goggles.

On the snowy plains, huge trees of indistinguishable species gather into a sea of ​​forests. In the sea of ​​forests, mist lingers, and the entire Yidongling seems like a world decorated with silver and jade.

He Yang's voice came from the headset of the wireless terminal: "We are about to reach Frost City."

As soon as he finished speaking, scattered houses began to pass by below, and following the rise of the mountain, a huge steel forest quietly appeared at the end of the field of vision.

Ai Wanxin lowered her body first, and the little fox dived down, sticking closely to the snow-covered roof and flying past at lightning speed.

Her sharp eyes quickly scanned the front, but she did not see the hillside filled with crosses that Kuang Dingguo mentioned.

"Bang, bang, bang--" Several gunshots came from a distance wrapped in the howling cold wind.

Ai Wan's eyes focused, and the little fox immediately understood and rushed straight into the city area with tall buildings in front.

Four people followed closely behind, and dense gunfire rang out one after another. It was obvious that the battle ahead was in a tense situation.

After turning a sharp corner, Ai Wanxin suddenly leaped in mid-air and landed nimbly on the roof of a three-story building.

The little fox disappeared out of thin air and was taken back into her sea of ​​consciousness.

The four of them fell beside her and took back their spiritual bodies.

Ai Wanxin stepped over the knee-deep snow, walked to the railing at the edge, took off her goggles and looked forward.

This place was supposed to be a village in the city, with most of the buildings being self-built, of varying heights and in a disorganized manner.

Through the narrow gap between the two five-story buildings in front, you can see that the people engaged in a fierce gunfight are not humans and zombies or mutant animals, but two teams of people.

There was a flash of helplessness in Ai Wanxin's eyes. Even if zombies surrounded the city and there were natural disasters and calamities, humans would not stop fighting each other.

"Sweetheart, do you want to care?" He Yang asked.

Ai Wanxin shook her head: "No, go around."

Before they could make a move, one of the groups of people fought and marched through the narrow alley in front of them and rushed into the building where they were standing.

......

It was a team of about ten people, both men and women, all holding old-fashioned hunting rifles. Only the two people at the back had decent weapons.

The two men were stuck at the entrance of the narrow alley, unable to show their heads due to the firepower from the opposite side.

He Yang shook his head and sighed, "What's the point of blocking the way there? Just go around the alley next to it and make dumplings directly."

There was a sound of hurried footsteps, and with a "bang", the iron door on the roof was knocked open. A young man rushed up and looked at each other with Ai Wanxin and others who turned around in response.

The young man's face was covered in blood, his eyelashes were covered with frost, he was breathing heavily, he reacted quickly, raised his shotgun and shouted, "Who is it!"

Almost at the same time, the shotgun in his hand twisted and turned like a snake, binding his hands tightly, and he suddenly fell to the ground with his knees bent as if a mountain was pressing down on him, unable to move at all.

The young man's eyes flashed with fear and anger, and he shouted at the top of his lungs: "Run! There's an ambush up there! Run!"

"Xiaochuan!" A young girl rushed out from the dark doorway. Before she could take a step, she fell to the ground in the snow as if she could not bear the weight, and the foot-thick snow pressed her into a complete human figure.

Ai Wanxin took the time to look back. The two men at the rear were running quickly towards the small building. The middle-aged man, who was half a step faster, raised his head and met Ai Wanxin's eyes.

He had thick brows and a weather-beaten face. There was a flash of red in his eyes. He pushed his feet on the concrete walls of the buildings on both sides and jumped to the roof.