If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon.

Chapter 890 Heading West (35)

The group of people in the wooden house set off earlier than planned. The sky above the coniferous forest became completely bright half an hour earlier. The light penetrated through the scales of the coniferous trees and was cut into pieces and scattered on the snow in the forest. The forest swept by the snowstorm is full of dead branches and leaves. From time to time, you can see coniferous trees lying on the ground, and the broken trunks are full of saw-like tear marks.

The old hunter's wooden house was built deep in the coniferous forest, about three hundred meters away from the main road paved with railway tracks. This also means that you can leave the forest and reach Verkhoyansk directly by crossing three hundred meters. On the avenue.

The initial road plan discussed by everyone in the cabin was to avoid the main road and walk all the way west through the coniferous forest until they reached the small town of Verkhoyansk after walking through the entire forest.

Because even without looking, you can tell that the snow on the road is serious. The level of snowstorm last night was enough to cover the uncovered road with snow up to the waist and crotch of a normal person. That kind of thickness of snow would make it almost impossible to walk.

If they insist on taking the high road, they may not be able to reach the town until dark. The Siberian cold at night is extremely cold. A small breeze is enough to freeze people to death.

On the contrary, the snow in the coniferous forest was much lighter, and with the natural forest as a barrier, this dark forest road without sunlight became their best choice.

The only fear now is getting lost and encountering something they fear. With Vika and the Huntress leading the way, they won't get lost. The latter can only be said to be a necessary risk. If they really encounter it, they can only deal with it at that time. How to deal with it.

Not far away was the hunter's cabin. The female hunter stopped at the edge of the coniferous forest, stepped into the snow up to her shins, and then looked back at the window of the cabin. Behind her, Adam walked over and looked at where she was standing with a palpitating expression on his face, "This is where she was last night."

He stopped talking because he saw the huntress dig out an arrowhead from the snow. She could still smell the smell of fuel when the arrowhead held the burnt black waste cloth and brought it close to her nose.

"The footprints have been covered by the snowstorm. It is difficult to find them by following the tracks." The huntress glanced deep into the coniferous forest. "It can be said that there are almost no traces left."

"Do you still want to follow the traces to find them?" Adam had a strange face.

"To be honest, I would rather find them first. This way I won't make myself think that what I saw last night was actually a nightmare hallucination." The huntress tore off the waste cloth on the arrow and recovered the arrow. He put it into the quiver, covering his mouth and nose under the thermal mask and took a deep breath of the cold air that chilled his lungs.

"I feel uncomfortable thinking that those things may still be hiding in the woods and watching us."

"You said...are those things really coming for them?" Adam suddenly lowered his voice and looked back at the door of the wooden house. The lieutenant colonel and Vika were making stretchers, and they could vaguely see the inside behind the window of the wooden house. A small figure sitting on the table.

"I don't know." The female hunter shook her head, "It's you. You were the first one to discover them. What do you think about this?"

"How do I feel?" Adam looked weird and hesitated for a long time before saying, "I don't know, I'm just a lost traveler. How do I feel like it's useful?"

"It's indeed useless." The huntress thought for a while, nodded, and patted his shoulder, "But I think since you discovered them and brought them here, you saved their lives in disguise, otherwise Just save people to the end? Take the responsibility a man should have to protect them until they reach a safe place?"

"This" Adam smiled bitterly, without giving any promise or answer.

The huntress looked at the young American, who was about the same age as herself, and shook her head and changed the subject, "How is the little girl's brother doing now? Is the situation better?"

"It's not very good, but I ate something. The lieutenant colonel didn't eat much himself, and gave all the fish and meat to the two children and the old man. The lieutenant colonel is really a good person." Adam sighed with emotion.

"Yes." The female hunter looked at the KGB lieutenant colonel who was trying to tie up the stretcher, and then looked away after a while, "Be smart on the road and follow me closely. Don't get lost. I'm afraid you won't be so lucky if you get lost this time."

"Okay." Adam nodded quickly. When it comes to survival in the wilderness, following an elite hunter is always the best choice.

In less than fifteen minutes, the cuckoo wall clock in the wooden house chimed half past one again, and everyone was ready to hit the road. The old hunter, who was still unconscious on the fire bed, was given a magazine and tied up with hemp rope.

The little girl was still carrying her brother on her back. Both of them were wrapped in thick fur coats and looked like brown bear cubs. Adam also proposed to carry the boy on his back, but the little girl still refused.

"What a deep brother-sister relationship." Adam couldn't help but say.

The huntress thought for a moment before setting off, then turned around and squatted in front of the little girl. She stretched out her hand and scratched her cheek, which had been frozen by the frost not long after she left the cabin. She said, "Follow me on the road. If you feel tired, just follow me or that person." The uncle (lieutenant colonel) said, I will help you."

The light brown eyes of the little black-haired girl reflected the huntress's face. After a long time, she nodded, but said nothing else.

"Is there autism?" Adam on the side whispered.

"Hurry up." They immediately heard the lieutenant colonel's voice not far away.

In the open space under the wooden house, the lieutenant colonel and the silent Vika had already lifted up the stretcher. The bones of the old hunter's body were very light, and it seemed as if some of his muscles and bones had been detached after the illness. The two men lifted the stretcher without any burden. When the stretcher lifted off the ground, it also represented their journey to Verkhoyansk. The journey begins.

It is often sunny after a snowstorm. This law also applies in Siberia. Even if there is a coniferous forest overhead, there is still a lot of scattered sunlight shining through the gaps in the leaves on the group of people walking in the snow. The outdoor temperature has reached The pleasant temperature is minus 30℃.

After leaving the hunter's cabin, with the female hunter leading the way, they first walked about two hundred meters in the direction of the main road, then leaned against the main road and then walked forward deep in the coniferous forest.

After their discussion, this was the most reliable path forward using the railway track as a revised path, which avoided the extremely deep snow and also prevented them from getting lost due to the complicated forest road conditions after the snowstorm.

Adam, who was not a local, was amazed at the condition of the coniferous forest along the way. The destructiveness of the blizzard was far beyond everyone's imagination. Even the vast Siberian forest could not withstand the natural destructive power. The whole road was uprooted. The coniferous trees and the huge rocks that seemed to have been moved out of thin air all showed the chaos of last night's snowstorm.

Anyone in this group of people would have been killed in the ice and snow by the blizzard if they had not found the hunter's hut, leaving aside the group of weird 'devils'.

"We are really lucky." Adam looked around and sighed sincerely as he watched the huntress helping the little girl climb over the fallen tree trunk.

"Lucky?" Dusha sneered at this, "If you are really lucky, you will all die in the blizzard, and you will be really lucky."

"Dusa, stop saying a few words." Vika, who was carrying the stretcher, scolded in a low voice.

Dusha raised her eyebrows provocatively at the huntress who looked over not far away and said nothing. The female hunter also thought that there was something wrong with this guy. She had become somewhat immune to such vixen-like taunts after hearing it too many times.

"So, what were those things last night? Are they really 'devils'? If they are 'devils', why are we still alive today?" Adam raised his hand to clean up the excessive snow and frost on his eyebrows that blocked his sight.

"Maybe it's just like what you said. They are all 'vampires' and similar things. They didn't get our invitation so they can't enter our house."

"Could vampires appear in a snowstorm? Sounds bizarre."

"The whole thing is bizarre. If you think about it this way, it won't seem strange." Vika said expressionlessly while carrying a stretcher from behind.

"But there have never been any legends about similar monsters in the local area. If there is, I will definitely know about it." The female hunter walked in front and observed various traces in the coniferous forest, but unfortunately she did not find any large-scale monsters. Animal tracks or paw prints on tree trunks, "they seem to appear out of thin air."

"Anyway, it's good that those things disappeared. There's no need to mention it again." There was restlessness in Vika's eyes, and he seemed to be avoiding the topic. It seemed that the dark shadows last night left him with a lot of psychological trouble. shadow.

"I must write a book about this when I go back, and the title of the book is "Walking with Snow Monsters."" Adam sighed.

"American, why did you travel to such a remote place? Is there something wrong with your head?" Dusha seemed to be a little uncomfortable with Adam's plastic Russian, and kept frowning every time the American spoke.

"I want to see what the real Soviet Union is like. Aren't there always tensions between my motherland and your country? The news reported on TV and the rumors among the people all portray you as heinous sinners, but I think Sometimes seeing is believing, so I decided to travel to the Soviet Union and have been to Moscow, Leningrad and Minsk.”

"Later one time I lamented that the Soviet Union was really cold. No wonder Germany couldn't get in. Someone next to me told me that it was cold in Moscow? Northern Siberia is the coldest place in the Soviet Union. If you pee while standing there, you will pee. It's freezing from the ground to yours... Ahem, you know what I mean."

After the crisis was over, Adam, an American, seemed to have finally opened up his chatterbox and let himself go. When no one in the team was talking, you could hear him talking, trying to stir up some enthusiasm for chatting. No one bothered him and told him to shut up, because walking in the dark coniferous forest was indeed a depressing and boring thing.