Steel steam and flame

A large amount of snow and fog began to rise from the ground, and the sky would soon become completely dark, with visibility further reduced to fifty or sixty meters away. The effect of the strong beam of headlights is getting smaller and smaller, and illuminating the surroundings is more and more just a psychological effect. In order to prevent emergencies, the speed of both vehicles was slowed down a lot.

There was music playing in the car and the smell of wine was filling the air. On the eve of the snowstorm, the second-type creatures here sensed it in advance and hid early. These two snowmobiles were probably the only ones still driving in the white wilderness.

Without any worry about what might catch up behind him, the man swayed his body along with the vehicle while looking ahead with peace of mind to identify the best driving route. Originally, they would have started back earlier, but something interesting happened on the way, which delayed a lot of time. But there was no rush at all. The high-strength performance of the vehicle made him not worry about anything. Even if a snowstorm came, they would find a place leeward and be careful not to be buried by the blown snow. Some food accumulated in the vehicle would be enough for them to survive. A week or so.

"Is that really okay?" The woman touched her face at this time. After staying outside for a while, her skin seemed to have become stiffer. He said it, but there was no hint of apology in it. It was just a sentence mentioned to spark a topic, "It's so pitiful. A man is walking on foot dragging a big iron box. He doesn't have a car to protect him from the cold. I don’t have any clothes, so I just rely on my body to fight on. It’s fine during normal times, but when a blizzard comes, the situation will definitely not be easy.”

Then her tone changed, and the woman glanced at the man next to her: "It's a pity that the contents of the iron box were not exploded, otherwise we would have really helped him."

"Yes, I think so too. If there are really weapons and ammunition inside, a few rounds of bullets should have a chance of detonating. If it is blown up, he will not be able to drag the iron box away alone." The man laughed along with the woman. Get up, "But I'm still a little curious about what is in his iron box. I think it's not as simple as weapons and ammunition. We should have just drove over just now. The five of us were not afraid of anything. We just opened the lid and took a look. good."

"What good thing can there be? It's just a layer of iron welded together. I was thinking about another thing. You said he won't really catch up. That would be fun. There is a high chance that we can't escape the snowstorm. Being stuck in a car for a week is really excruciating."

"Catch up? What are you chasing after?" the man said mockingly, "The legs? Or do you really think he has a car? It's obvious that he doesn't. Those words just want us to leave on our own. I don’t have a snowmobile, but I have to rely on one pair of legs to walk. I’m either a fool or I have nothing to do. I’m just thinking about training myself now. Isn’t it a little late?”

"Do you think so?" the man asked, tilting his head. The woman was about to nod, but a light flashing with a specific frequency shone in from the window, and a vehicle nearby was signaling to them.

"There seems to be something following behind." The woman interpreted the signal, and the two quickly turned their heads and looked behind them. Almost at the same time, a rumble penetrated the vehicle's soundproofing. On the reflecting snow, the vehicle on the side flew into the air, then fell hard on the snow and rolled several times before stopping.

The man quickly stepped on the brakes and asked the woman to get her weapon: "It seems to be some kind of second-category creature. Stay in the car and don't get out."

"Bang bang bang..." There was a sound of kicking on the door of the overturned stopped vehicle. The strong body structure deformed slightly and the door was completely locked. With great force, the car door was finally kicked open and then pulled shut. Only a gap was opened, and the rearview mirror of the car was pulled out first to check the surrounding situation.

"Boom!" At this time, there was another loud noise, and the chassis of the overturned vehicle was hit again and moved a few meters away to the side. The next moment, the opened car door was suddenly opened. Before the hand holding the rearview mirror had time to retract, his wrist was pinched by a hand that was white with cold. With a "clatter" sound, the man was completely pulled out of the car, and the sound of dislocated bones in his arm could be heard in the process.

The man struggled violently and screamed. At the corner of his eye, a tactical knife covered with frost came out of his jaw and stabbed into his brain. The sound suddenly stopped when it reached its highest point, and then only the sound of wind remained.

The remaining two people in the car saw that something was wrong. One of them stared at the open door, and the other immediately shot the rear window with a firecracker, trying to escape from there. But the solid structure that was originally used as a defense has now become a kind of cage, and it takes a few seconds to punch an exit through the bulletproof glass. At the same time, a revolver seemed to know the blind spot of the two people's vision. At this time, it bypassed their sight and shot into the car from the car door.

After two gunshots, all movement in the car disappeared.

On the other side, the man was driving his car over. The burst of gunfire made his heart skip a beat, and he immediately slowed down. The gunfire stopped after that, and his body trembled suddenly at this moment.

"You can't go there!" He said to the woman, but it was more like saying it to himself. His hands hurriedly turned the steering wheel, and when he was increasing the valve, there was a knocking sound on the glass window. He looked over and didn't know when the man just now had come to the car and was walking with the turning vehicle.

The field of vision was immediately covered by the expanding muzzle flames, and several bullets shot out, all hitting the upper right corner of the car window. With a crash, the bulletproof car window shattered. The man immediately opened the car door and kicked the door hard, hoping to hit the people outside. The woman on the side held the firegun steadily, aiming outside and shooting. But when the car window glass shattered, the scene outside was only dim white. There was nothing else but the cold wind pouring in.

"Let's go!" The man directly turned the main valve to the maximum, the engine roared, and the wheels covered with short spikes wiped out pieces of ice and snow particles on the ice. The vehicle was about to accelerate out, and a steel-cased bomb came from the side of the vehicle. It flew over from behind, predicted its forward position, and prepared to get into the car through the broken window, hitting the front window, and exploded in an instant after rebounding.

The vehicle began to spin in the snow and stopped after a few breaths. The thick gray smoke was sucked out of the car by the cold wind. Cassia walked over while changing bullets for the revolver.

There was a sound in his throat, and despite the influence of the wind, he could still roughly identify some images. Both of them were lying on the car seats, their bodies still moving in a small range, probably trying to sit up. But the steel-cased bomb taken from another car seemed to be an enhanced model, more powerful. The space in the car was limited, and the impact vibrated back and forth several times, increasing the power of the explosion in disguise.

Arriving at the car, Cassia opened the door. Both of them were covered in blood, and bullet casing fragments were scattered all over their bodies. But fortunately, they had good reflexes and used their arms to protect their faces in time, so that the two of them did not look ferocious.

The flesh could not withstand the power of the reinforced steel shell bomb, and the two of them were just ordinary examiners. The surgical development of full bone covering had not yet appeared on them. Blood poured out of his mouth, and the man's face was full of pain. He opened his eyes at this time and looked at Cassia.

"Friend, this is all a misunderstanding. The gun accidentally went off just now... I can compensate you, no matter how much it is... I am a member of the Isuna family, and my credibility can be guaranteed." The man raised his hand with difficulty. , to show your sincerity.

"You seem to be a little slow. Look, I will catch up with you in a few minutes." Cassia nodded, his face frozen and expressionless.

"Bang!" A cloud of gunpowder smoke was immediately carried away by the cold wind. Cassia then looked at the woman in the passenger seat. The cross pupils in her eyes were like candlelight in the wind, beating violently: "I'm sorry, the gun accidentally went off just now. . You also know that this must be a misunderstanding, right?" Cassia unbuckled the seat belt with her hands, while staring at the woman, she dragged the man's body out of the seat with one hand and threw it aside. Without a breath, the blood flowing out was completely frozen into ice, and the exposed skin was covered with white frost.

"Yes, wrong..."

"Sorry, it went off again." Regardless of whether the woman could hear it or not, Cassia still said it to herself when she put the gun away. At this time, he took a few deep breaths and looked around. The cold wind became stronger unknowingly, and night was coming in the next moment. After standing there for a minute or two, Cassia's frozen body moved. His eyes returned to black and white, the redness on his face faded, and he soon turned slightly white from the cold.

Patting his forehead, Cassia already knew what happened to his body. After all, everything in front of him was done by himself. But no matter how much I search in my head at this moment, I can never find the feeling I had just now. In less than a minute or two, he seemed to be a bystander. He had an impression of all the details, but his mood and feelings were completely blank.

"Can't stay here for too long." After warning herself, Cassia exhaled a few breaths of hot breath. He felt that the blood in his body was still boiling, and it had been like this since he entered the radiation range of the tundra a few days ago. He thought it was just a common phenomenon, but the current situation made him wary.

Throwing all the bodies down, Cassia removed the glass from another car and installed it, threw all the available things into the back seat, and rushed back to his iron box.

Soon after, a vehicle carrying an iron box was trudging forward in the darkness of wind and snow.

Three days later, Cassia buried the iron box in a small cave, covered it with rocks, cleaned up the traces, and began to think about returning to the military school. Inside the iron box are potions and concentrated dragon blood prepared in advance. The medicine has been pre-processed and can act like concentrated dragon blood, and will not freeze at such low temperatures.

Back inside the vehicle, ice chunks the size of thumbs were hitting the vehicle in the wind and snow. For three days, the blizzard showed no signs of abating, and snow and fog spread all over the world. At noon during the day, it was dark outside and the visibility was almost zero. Even if Cassia turned on the headlights of the vehicle, he could only capture a faint trace of light.

"Everything here is blocked by snow." He felt that this was a good description, and the same was true for the wind. It was blocked by snow, he repeated. The extremely low temperature caused the snowflakes to rub against each other in mid-air and turn into dust-like ice crystals. All the water content became solid, freezing everything.

The snowmobile was driven by Cassia behind a low rock to avoid the powerful wind. It had to be moved every once in a while to prevent it from being buried by the accumulating snow. The vehicle will make a "creak" sound from time to time, and the low temperature is always searching for the limits of the steel alloy of the car body. But its quality did not disappoint Kasia. Over the past three days, the creaking sounds became more frequent, but none of the alloy plates on the car body became fragile.

The air circulation system failed yesterday. It seems that the snow blocked the vents and then stuck to each other and froze into blocks. Now only air circulation heating can be achieved, and Cassia has to open the windows every once in a while to exchange fresh air. Keep the temperature inside the car at around zero degrees Celsius, and the moisture in the car turns into ice condensation on the windows. Under the snowstorm, the interior of the car is almost completely white, and the roof, windows, doors, etc. are either covered with frost or frozen into ice.

Leaning on the seat, Cassia drank cold wine and ate hard food. During the break, he took out the map on the vehicle to study it. It was a detailed map of the assessment area, which he found among the materials brought by the five people. But no one can say how useful it will be after this snowstorm.

I saw the location marked by the man above. It should be the materials buried by the five dead people. Cassia took note of the surrounding landmarks, and while waiting, tried to calculate its exact location so that he could use it as his own supplies.

Two days later, the blizzard weakened considerably and visibility returned to about ten meters. Cassia calculated the time and started driving back.

The nearest imperial station here is hundreds of kilometers away. Under bad weather, Cassia hopes that he can go back in three days. The first day was good. The storm continued to weaken and showed signs of stopping. But starting from the next morning, the strong wind kept howling, and the vehicle finally breathed its last breath amidst continuous creaking sounds and could no longer move. The reinforced metal plate on the roof of the car also cracked. It lasted less than ten minutes before being completely torn off by the strong wind.

Fortunately, the hailstorm only occurred a few days ago. Cassia had no choice but to abandon the limo, find something in the car that could be used as clothes to wrap around her body, and walk on foot in the world of snow and fog.

I wanted to find a suitable location nearby and rely on my vehicle to hold on until the storm stopped. But there is not much time left for Cassia, and there is no starry sky here, and it is impossible to receive any signals. When the blizzard will stop is unknown. Not wanting to wait any longer, Cassia estimated that he was still more than a hundred kilometers away from the nearest imperial station. With his physical strength, there would be no danger.

In a gray-black snow dust, Cassia moved forward relying on her sense of direction. Hiking has to endure not only low temperatures, but also fierce hurricanes. He walked hunched over the entire journey, and all his clothes froze within a few hours of leaving the vehicle, then fell into pieces and were carried away by the hurricane. The only thing used to cover the body now is a piece of cloth taken from the vehicle, some like a blanket, which is just enough.

"Buzzing..." Under the unnatural sound of the wind, the gray and black in front of my eyes suddenly turned into white gray, and the hurricane suddenly decreased. In front of him, a high-erected alloy plate finally made Cassia smile dryly.