Vault 32

Chapter 155 Sniping Part [-]

The performance of the military version of the snowmobile is excellent, and the roar of the engine and throttle is not too loud.However, a convoy of ten snow models slipped past the snow-capped mountains, and the sound could be heard quite clearly in this silent virgin forest even if it was thousands of meters away.

The goggles had already been put on Liszt's face. Looking at the forest passing by in front of him, he couldn't help but reach out and rub his almost frozen face.But his eyes were also filled with joy. The rush in the open snow and the edge of the forest, the rapid stimulation of avoiding primitive giant trees and stones, almost made his adrenaline secrete rapidly.

Liszt also finally understood why so many people like drag racing, especially the reason why there are so many motorcycle gangs.That kind of stimulation really makes people seem to forget everything, and the speed seems to make people exceed the control of time and space in a short period of time, as if it is the pleasure of mastering everything like a god.

However, when Liszt's eyes looked into the distance with his raised head, the thick black smoke that still condensed and rose in mid-air seemed to be a clear indicator signal.And Liszt's crazily screwed accelerator also slowed down slightly, and he turned his head to look at the other nine military snowmobiles that were quickly following behind him, his brows were also slightly frowned.

"Carl, how much time do we have left?"

After rubbing the cold skin on his face, Liszt took out a small water bottle behind his back.He quickly unscrewed the lid, then raised his head and took a big sip. Feeling the cold liquid instantly explode into flame-like heat in his mouth, he let out a satisfied breath of alcohol and drank it at the same time. He also threw the military hip flask in his hand to Karl, who was controlling the snowmobile and was parked beside him. He nodded and said, "Have some of this, and you will forget how cold this damn place is."

"Vodka? No, this stuff makes my head lose my cool."

Reaching out his hand to catch the small jug thrown by Liszt, Karl looked down at the conspicuous red five-pointed star on the jug. Of course he knew that this style was definitely a kettle made in the Soviet Union. He also shook his head and threw it back towards Liszt again. He just frowned and said: "We are all walking in the canyons and gentle slopes of the mountains. According to the direction in which the alien spaceship fell, we should be close to halfway. hours away."

He said, but his face was also slightly frowned, especially looking at the extremely conspicuous black smoke in the sky, the vigilance from years of training also made him ponder for a moment, turned his head and frowned at Liszt: "Why do we still No Soviet helicopters, or any trace of their troops?"

"Where are they? Maybe they are still enjoying a beautiful day under the covers."

Looking up and sweeping around, Liszt's gaze also looked at the sky that was still covered with a few dark clouds and sprinkled with fine snowflakes.But his eyes narrowed slightly, and he took another sip of vodka, and as the heat entered his abdomen along his throat, he nodded slowly and said, "The next journey , everyone pay attention."

The half-hour journey is just the time calculated by Karl, it may be long or short, but for Lister and the others, any enemy they may encounter will be the deadliest.The snow model they are riding now is not even an armed vehicle, and the only way to attack is the driver and the rifleman behind him.

Although their maneuverability in this snow field is faster than those of infantry fighting vehicles or off-road vehicles, once they encounter an ambush or are chased by a helicopter formation in the sky, the consequences will be troublesome Quite a lot.After all, they are just ordinary mobile vehicles, and compared to the sturdy and armored armed vehicles, they have almost no resistance.

"I really want to have some quiet time to recuperate, so please come to the door yourself."

Turning to look at the snowmobile behind him, Liszt tightened the accelerator in his hand again. The snowmobile under his crotch was like a flying arrow, right between the flat part of the mountains and the edge of the virgin forest. Drive fast.And their ten snowmobiles have formed a straight line, moving forward at almost the same speed as on a flat road.

The skis under the motorcycle lightly pressed down the soft snow layer, but the surging power didn't wait for all to sink in, and it galloped forward quickly with the help of the temporary reaction force.Each of them wore goggles on their faces, and they were wearing standard winter combat uniforms, plus white robes as camouflage clothing and extra warm clothing.

The surging horsepower of the snowmobile can easily rush up the area with a gentle slope, and the snow layer that has appeared for nearly two months also has the ability to carry heavy objects.The small hills were overturned by Liszt and the others, and the ones that could not be climbed directly went around the gaps in the canyons on both sides. Their speed was still quite fast in this complicated mountainous area, even though they did not pass through the forest where countless trees still stood, But they were getting closer and closer to the place where the smoke was billowing.

But the uneasiness in Liszt's heart became more and more apparent. While his heart was beating, he looked at the gradually rising mountains in front of him, but his eyes narrowed more and more.This is already the intersection point between the remaining veins of the Rocky Mountains and the real mountains. The undulating mountains are like dragons lurking, waiting for their prey to take the bait.

"What's going on? This feeling is not right..."

Liszt's eyes narrowed slightly, the increased accelerator in his hand also slowly stopped, and the nine snowmobiles behind him also slowed down as his speed slowed down, but Liszt's heart Uneasy but still beating.He slowly turned his head and was about to say something to Carl, but the sixth sense from the bottom of his heart made him instantly shake his head to the side, almost following a coolness flying over his scalp, a crisp The sound of gunfire also appeared in this primeval forest instantly.

"Bah—!"

The sound of gunshots was reverberating, and the young man behind Liszt who was holding a rifle and still watching the surroundings on guard had his whole head turned into a broken gourd with splashes of white and red colors all over the surrounding area. .And the body that lost control of the brain immediately fell heavily into the snow, motionless and suddenly made no sound.

PS: Tomorrow is the day when the monthly ticket will double. I hope everyone can vote for more monthly tickets.Cough cough, try to write more codes in free time, there is no way, I am busy at work and at the end of the month, and I have to take care of my wife after get off work.
(End of this chapter)