As night falls, the night sky of Wannian Snow Mountain is like a carefully drawn scroll, slowly unfolding towards guests from Belmar. The flashing meteors and unpredictable nebula seem to be playing a touching story chapter.

There were some rustling sounds in the snow under the stars, breaking the tranquility of the night.

A total of six figures crawled forward on the ground in a very low posture. They were as light as geckos with the strength of their arms and legs.

"Head, why are we almost approaching the target?" Hans didn't dare to breathe, and he whispered in Yang Jian's ear.

"Well, get closer, don't be alert to the snake." Yang Jian glanced straight ahead. There was a barracks in the dim lights, with all kinds of military facilities, and it must be the enemy's command post. The group of people sailed in the night and infiltrated the enemy-occupied area.

Speaking of which, outside the command post, a gust of cold wind blew, rolling up rain and snow and rustling on the window. At this moment, the conference room was extremely empty, with only a lonely lamp hanging high, and the dim light barely illuminating the lonely figure of the commander.

This man, who was originally as steel, was sitting dejectedly on a long bench, holding a bottle of x.o wine in his left hand and a crystal goblet in his right hand. The turbid liquid in the cup ripples slightly. The commander poured the strong wine cup after cup, as if he wanted to use this to numb himself and suck his sorrows with wine.

He raised his glass to invite the moon and became three people, and his figure seemed to be even more lonely.

"His Majesty Charlie", the man muttered drunk and pussy, barely keeping himself awake. He wanted to support his body, but he stumbled on the ground and fell asleep.

With a "click", the wine bottle broke, and the pungent wine flowed everywhere. The crystal goblet bounced a few times in succession, and then rolled into a corner.

There was some unusual noise outside the gate of the command post.

"Didi" accompanied by a subtle sound, a small robot appeared in his field of vision.

It is equipped with a small neon lamp light bulb at the top, and the shimmer emitted can barely illuminate the range of half a meter, but this is not its real killer weapon. As the latest type of reconnaissance robot, the infrared scanner he owns can detect thermal radiation in a radius of dozens of meters. It can be said that he completely ignores the night, and his every move of the enemy is as clear as the fire.

The reconnaissance robot walked forward carefully for dozens of meters without discovering the enemy situation. So it took out a wrench and unscrewed the air valve under its body. The powerful airflow suddenly gushed out, forming an upward thrust, pushing the small robot towards a higher night sky.

After rising by about a height of several dozen meters, the gas carried by the reconnaissance robot itself was not stored enough to support climbing. So a violent chemical reaction began inside its body, and the stored tracer powder was ignited and emitted a shaky flame, which began to leak out.

If someone is not far away, he can see a slogan made of flames in the air - "safe", which means that the front is unobstructed and can launch an attack.

Yang Jian and others lurking in the snow naturally observed this phenomenon. They all got up one after another and accelerated their pace.

"Capture the king first, please follow me and follow me!" Yang Jian waved his hand and rushed to the front.

(Happy New Year! Xiao Yuan is here to pay tribute!)
Chapter completed!