The young man looked solemn. He held his breath, stared at the radar screen in front of him, and carefully controlled the control rod in his hand, which looked like a carving of the Qingming River on rice grains.

In fact, what he is doing now is not much different from the difficulty of carving the Qingming River Map on rice grains.

Even though the spacecraft he was flying was the latest generation of the Tyro Group Power Laboratory, which brought together countless cutting-edge black technologies of the Tyro Group, it would be no different to committing suicide by forcing a land in such a harsh environment.

But there was no way. Mr. L urged him very quickly and almost every day he would send an email to ask him to bring the girl back quickly. So the young man had to come here with a tough bullet, because if he wanted to make a choice between losing his life and making Mr. L angry, he would rather choose the former.

Thinking of this, the young man couldn't help but sigh. This might be the sorrow of the working people. At this moment, he had no other way to go except to cheer up and work hard.

But the current landing environment is really bad. He turned off the autonomous driving twenty minutes ago because the constant storm outside made the intelligent driving system unable to adjust the flight angle of the spacecraft. At the same time, because the visibility is too low, the harsh alarm sounds are always sounding.

It was not until the manual state that the cockpit became quiet again. After only less than three minutes of driving, the young man almost hit a rock wall. At the last moment, his small universe exploded. With a series of extreme operations, he pulled the aircraft back from the edge of the crash, flew over the rock wall, and finally successfully landed on a piece of snow.

With a bumpy blow, the young man breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that he had completed the most difficult part of the task. He let go of the joystick in his hand and looked at the blizzard outside the window.

"Tsk, this is quite suitable for curtain call."

After saying that, the young man no longer wasted time. He untied his safety belt, got up and walked to the storage room on the left side of the spacecraft, first changed into a set of constant temperature suits for himself, and then dragged a travel bag out from the bottom floor of the wardrobe.

He opened the zipper and looked at it, confirming that the six hot melt bombs inside were intact.

These hot melt bombs were prepared for the communication tower in the camp. Mr. L did not want to cause any more trouble, so he specifically reminded the young people to do it this time without leaving any trace.

There is definitely no trace of a living person disappearing like this. The young man thought about it and felt that he probably understood what Mr. L meant, so to be safe, he planned to cut off the connection between the settlement and the outside world first.

Although he almost hit the rock wall before, his luck obviously began to rise again, and the landing location was right next to the communication tower.

The young man walked out of the spaceship with his duffel bag, installed four hot melt bombs under the tower, leaving two for spare, and then set a time to turn and walk back to his spaceship.

But as he was about to reach the cabin door, he suddenly stopped again. Although there was nothing in front of him at this moment, the heat detector showed a person who was thirty meters away.

The young man couldn't understand why someone would be willing to come here in the heavy snow. He was too lazy to think about it, so he took out his gun and fired a shot first. However, because the wind speed is too high now, even with his marksmanship, he could not perfectly calculate the landing point of the bullet, so this shot was not fatal.

So he made up for the second shot and continued to move forward. The thermal detector showed that the target fell to the ground after hitting the first round, but stopped moving after being hit by the second round.

The young man felt that the unlucky guy was dead, but after he took two steps forward, he found that the man moved again, but no longer facing the spaceship, but turned around and crawled towards the camp.

Is this...I want to escape? It's too naive.

The young man thought so, and this time he simply walked directly to the target and prepared to make another shot. However, when he walked to the man, he was slightly stunned because he saw that the second bullet he shot accurately hit the guy on the ground.

But for some reason, he had already suffered enough fatal injuries, and the guy did not die immediately.

At this time, the young man finally noticed the cold-proof clothes that the man was wearing. There was a wool sleeve on the right sleeve, which was covered with a line of crooked English woven with colorful threads - for    our    first   son.

"Ah, you're going to be a father? I'm so sorry," the young man shook his head. "No wonder you have to go home no matter what."

He searched in his mind and soon found the name of the man on the ground, "It's Father Erikson. You shouldn't leave your residence, especially now it's snowing so heavily outside, but that's fine. If you die first, you don't have to see what happened later. Let me help you end your pain."

As the young man spoke, he closed his fingers together, and drew a holy cross on his forehead, his confidant and shoulders in sequence. Then he shot Father Erikson on the back of the head, sending Father Erikson who had already been dead into the Kingdom of God.

After all this, he stood by Father Erikson's body and observed a moment of silence before returning to the spacecraft, waiting for the hot melt bomb to take effect and destroy the communication tower of the settlement.

Then the young man walked out of the spaceship again, but this time he walked straight towards the settlement under the cliff.

...

About forty minutes later, the former policewoman also appeared in front of the spaceship.

After seeing the cold-proof clothing in the snow and the sleeves he knitted on it, Lipa could no longer control his emotions. He lay on the ground regardless of his pregnancy, digging down like crazy, and soon digging out the people buried below.

Seeing the familiar face, Lipa felt completely disappointed, but she did not cry out, but just sat on the ground and hugged her husband's body in her arms.

She hugged her so hard that she would never leave her if she didn't let go of the man she loved most in her life.

Lipa sat in the snow for twenty minutes, and she felt like she had lost her soul. In the end, the movement in her stomach made her come back to her senses. It was not until this time that Lipa left the first tear, and then her tears could no longer be stopped.

The former policewoman didn't know how long she had cried. It was not until the goggles started to freeze and she had to freeze her eyes. She took off her hat, then took out the gun from her pocket and pointed it at the temple she had pointed.
Chapter completed!