In the vast and unmanned land, people are just one of all forces, and not the most powerful one.

There are a large number of rare animals active in a ravine on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, but in addition to animals, there is another kind of creature here, that is, the soul of the dead.

Locals call this place a "Death Groove" or "Death Valley" or the like.

White ghosts are more law-abiding than black ghosts. They represent the justice side during their lifetime and are still performing their duties during their lifetime after their death.

But they have become ghosts, and the stubborn ghosts are even more difficult to deal with. I must hurry back to my body immediately because it is almost dawn, so I have to shoot and destroy a white ghost to shock these ghosts.

The effect is very obvious, but the other party was just afraid of me for the time being and let me pass.

When I rushed back to the trap, it was already dawn, and a red-eyed jackal was drooling in the trap.

This jackal was cruel and not stupid. He knew that it would fill his stomach if he went down, but he might be trapped in it, so he didn't go down rashly.

I quickly merged with my body, opened my eyes, and scared the sharp-mouthed jackal.

However, I also felt my limbs were sore and weak, as if I had a fever, so I quickly took off my gloves to test the temperature of my forehead. I couldn't feel that I was just a little thirsty, and I covered up some water droplets on my dead leaves, so I stuck out my tongue and licked it into my mouth.

The temperature inside the trap is warmer than on the ground, so the falling snow melts into water droplets.

I tried hard to stand up and began to sort out my guns. When the jackals in the trap saw this, they immediately turned around and fled. They were also afraid of firearms.

It is not difficult to get out of this trap. I had a military sting on my body, so I just needed to chisel a few grooves on the inner wall of the trap. My stomach was so hungry that I began to shrink, so I took out the dry food from my bag to eat.

Cold steamed buns and pickles are a bit uncomfortable and a little difficult to swallow. I unscrewed the military kettle and sent it to my stomach with cold water. After eating and drinking, my body returned to normal. I picked up the military thorn and looked for a suitable place to settle down on the inner wall of the trap.

The frozen rock walls are difficult to dig, but I have my own way.

Pour the urine in my body on the rock wall and it is easy to chisel out the rocks, but my urine is a little insufficient. I climbed to two meters of the trap, then the general studded in his mouth, pressed his arms and exerted force at the same time, and I jumped onto the ground at the entrance of the trap, looked around in habit, and started to act after confirming that there was no danger.

Now I only carry weapons distributed by the operation, and the rifles, pistols, and dry food from my comrades are still left in the trap.

The field of vision was white. I put on my helmet and slowly searched forward with a rifle.

It is already 7:40 now, and I must find my own team as soon as possible and then take them to encircle and suppress the "enemy".

But where are my teammates now?

I searched aimlessly, and my stomach roared again. Walking in the snow-filled ravine was very exhausting.

Several vultures were parked on the cliff in front. When they saw someone approaching, they immediately spread their wings and escaped.

I seemed to see a man sitting there with his back against Shanyan, with the steel helmet on his head glowing with a green luster, "Is this man too careless? Is he not afraid of exposing his position and becoming a target?"

I rushed over quickly, used my hands and feet, climbed up the cliff, and approached the man carefully, but was surprised. It was already a dry corpse, but it could be seen that the man was dressed in a military outfit, with his armed belt and military police boots still remaining on his body, but his camouflage training uniform was torn, and the frozen meat on his body was pecked by jackdaws and vultures, revealing his thick white bones.

A piece of curved thing was revealed under him. I picked it out with a military spike and found that it was a curved hidden knife, pulled out from the gray leather sheath. The hidden knife was still chilling, and the blade was still very sharp, but the blade was curved like a bow.

I took out the lighter and set a fire on the body.

There is no way to dig a tomb and bury it here, so I can only perform cremation for him simply and roughly. If this is really in the Qinghai-Tibet region, then the local Tibetans prefer sky burial.

As the flames leaped, the cry of jackdaws came from the sky, probably a complaint about the loss of food.

I tied the hidden knife in the armed belt, picked up the rifle and left the cliff.

In this poor mountain and bad water, I could only search according to my memory and cross a mountain. I was so hungry that I could no longer walk, but there were moving black spots on the hill ahead.

I hurriedly hid behind a rock, closed my eyes and looked into the distance.

On the hill nearly a kilometer away from me, a pair of people wearing black wool hats appeared. They were all carrying guns, and one of them was also carrying a high-power telescope to investigate around.

The costumes of the "enemy" are completely different from ours. The first one is the hat. We wear steel helmets, while the other party wears a wool hat.

I hurriedly hid behind the rocks and did not dare to look up. When I turned around, I saw a ray of black smoke coming out of the cliff just now.

The opponents were also attracted by the black smoke on the cliff and had slowly approached here. However, they were more careful and wary. A shorter guy was leading the way, carrying a gray mountain wolf corpse on his shoulders. A hundred meters away from him, his companions kept searching forward with a telescope.

If I want to deal with these "strong enemies", I can only use tricks to eliminate them one by one.

The premise is that I have enough ability. I observed the hiding rock. Next to it is a small ditch. It should have been washed out after the snow on the mountain in summer and can get out quickly.

I took out my rifle, checked the bullet inside, pulled the bolt, and quickly turned around and pointed the barrel at the "enemy" who was exploring with a telescope.

He was searching on the cliff ahead and didn't see me.

I closed my eyes and placed my right index finger on the trigger of the rifle. Although it was a Mosin dry rifle produced by the former Soviet Union, my sniper lens was removed, while the other party still carried it.

There was also a sniper next to the man holding a telescope, with a cigarette in his mouth, but it did not light it. I planned to get rid of these two people in the shortest time.

I slowly aimed the muzzle at the right eyepiece of the telescope, and pulled the trigger in my hand. If I ignore the wind and the inertia of the bullet, I can still hit the opponent's face.

The bullet whistled out, piercing through the two layers of lenses of the telescope, and finally hit the man's right eye. I wonder if this would turn him into a "one-eyed dragon"?

I quickly moved the muzzle slightly to the left and pulled the trigger again.

The guy holding a sniper rifle next to me was also quickly searching for my position, but it was too late. A bullet hit his cigarette and hit his front front teeth.

His whole body trembled for a moment, then he fell to the ground and twitched. I was a little confused, but I didn't have time to take a closer look.

I exerted force with my feet, and my body suddenly jumped out. One of my bodies rolled on the spot, rolling down the drainage ditch, and rolled down the valley. There were constant gunfire behind me, and the bullets of the rifle smashed the rocks where I was hiding.

A helicopter flew over the sky again, and I ran forward desperately, but on a small stone, I stepped on the air and fell into a trap, and my ankle was sprained. The severe pain made me unable to move anymore.

The gunfire of chasing behind stopped, but the enemy chasing me was already chasing here quickly, and I saw several black heads that were leaping quickly.

At this time, the sound of military police boots rubbing from behind me also came from the sound of rocks.

I quickly looked back and saw a soldier with a steel helmet pulling me up from the ground, resisting me on my shoulders, and retreating to the back.
Chapter completed!