âQ King, weâll need to find a shortcut for the 300 kilometer route, otherwise, we wonât make it in time with just our legs.â
Xia Jinyuan2
glanced at T6, who had raised the question. He chuckled: âIndeed, thatâs why Iâve already made some investigations. Thereâs a place that we can pass it.â His fingertip tapped on the mountain ranges on the map, âWeâll be going through here, someone will be guiding us.â
Several gazes stared at the mountain range he had pointed at. Theyâll need to trek over a frozen mountain that was six thousand meters above sea level and cut into the country with a desert climate where the ST Mercenaryâs are at with their quickest speed.
âOne dayâs time, 24 hours. Whatâd you think?â When he finished, Xia Jinyuanâs gaze gently grazed across Ye Jian1âs face. Little fox, youâve chosen a mission that was hard from the start, you, do you have any regrets?
Regrets? A very subtle smile swept across the corners of Ye Jianâs lips, a sense of mockery in her eyes.
Major Xia, thinking back to when she had fled everywhere with her life at stake, her endurance, foot strength, and willpower had accumulated for two lifetimes, trekking an icy mountain will not be a problem!
When she spent her days in the snowy no manâs land, the things Principal Chen and her had trekked through the most were icy mountains and snowy cliffs. Sometimes, sheâd walked through the snowy lands the whole night while also carrying a thirteen-pound sniper rifle on her back, and even then, she had endured everything and returned.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
After so many years of preparation, no, it wouldnât be a lie to say she had started preparing since her last life to this one, she had journeyed through her past and current life with blood, sweat, and tears. If she had so much as a backup plan, even she would look down on herself.
Sensing the mockery in her eyes, the edges of Xia Jinyuanâs thin lips hooked upwards. What an excellent thing, her inner flameâs getting fanned up.
âCan we choose to ride horses? Find some riders from Kyrgyzstan?â Han Zheng, who was holding the flashlight shining down, said quietly: âWe can first ride horses, at least we can save some time.â
G3 shook his head; he bellowed: âST Mercenaries are disasters in the eyes of the common folks, we cannot bring disaster to them. I agree with walking, besides, the icy mountains arenât great for riding.â
âNo, what I mean is to ride the horses through Wakhan corridor, and get horses from the local nomadsâ¦â
Before Han Zheng finished, G3 cut in, âWakhan corridor is considered a tall and cold mountain area. Every year, besides the three months June, July and August, the area is considered a blizzard zone and the mountains are off limits. The nomads had long since herded their horses by now, where are we gonna get them? Even if we could, the horses cannot pass areas with thick snow. In the end, weâre only wasting our own time. We do not have another choice, we can only trek the icy mountains.â
âThatâs correct, thatâs why we do not have a choice. Currently, thereâs internal strife going on in the country, meanwhile, ST Mercenariesâ savagery has instilled fear into the commoners. By choosing to walk: firstly, we will be able to hide our identities; secondly, we wonât cause problems for the commoners,â V8 spoke up somberly. Operation Tempestâs mission wasnât to head into a warzone. This time around, to rescue their comrade, they had entered a warring country that soldiers from other lands do not want to step foot on if given a choice, thatâs why doing things cautiously is everyoneâs first choice.
Without alerting, without causing problems, only ambushing, and quickly retreating had become the tactical directives of their current rescue mission.
Han Zhengâs expression turned more serious; he nodded his head: âAlright, I agree with walking.â
âI agree with walking.â
âI agree with walking.â
Several voices spoke up continuously, low and steadily, amongst them was also Ye Jianâs voice.
Xia Jinyuan did not ask Ye Jian whether she could trek through the icy mountains at night, and there was no point in asking that now.
Since youâre here, then you must accept, you must unconditionally accept the hardships and the countless dangers.
He had already straightened out the route, the planning for subsequent arrangements and tactical directives had all been completed. In the shaking truck, his cold and hard voice pierced through everyoneâs ears with clarity: âWe will need to disguise ourselves as locals. After entering the warzone, quickly make an inventory of our equipment, buy weapons from the black market, then rent cars to Registan.â