Instead of sitting back and waiting to be killed, it is better to break out of the encirclement, lead the Russian army to the depths of the Ural Mountains, and then wait for an opportunity to get out.

What others can't do, Ye Fan believes that he can do it. **The catastrophe of the attack has been avoided, and under the cover of heavy snow and forests, it is not difficult for cultivators in the Innate Realm to divert the army of searching the mountains. In addition, there is no way for Natasha and the three of them to escape, even if they abandon the injured Mashapova and have no means of transportation, they will inevitably be trapped and frozen to death in the endless and frozen Ural Snow Mountains.

His kindness and heroism were exchanged for Natasha's cold face: "No need!"

"Ye, I'll go with you!" Anna clenched Ye Fan's hand, her eyes burning and determined.

The woman who fell in love was no longer herself, Anna loved him with all her heart, was intoxicated by him, and sacrificed everything for him.

"No, you stay, Anna. Ye Fan shook his head slightly, met her infatuated gaze and said: "The battlefield is not a child's play, you will only distract me, in that case, no one will be able to escape." ”

"But......" Anna raised her face, looking very reluctant.

She has just tasted love, and before she is in love with her lover, she is about to be separated from life and death, and the pain and attachment in her heart seem to tear her whole life apart.

"Get out alive, and a week later, we met at the Alexander Hotel in Moscow. Ye Fan said: "Trust me." ”

Anna hugged him tightly and murmured emotionally, "Kiss me again, my hero!"

The parting request was impossible to refuse, unable to refuse, Ye Fan wrapped his arms around her waist, lowered his head and kissed Anna's slightly cool cherry lips!

"Promise me that you will survive!"

"See you in Moscow. Ye Fan raised his hand to brush her hair, resolutely turned around, and opened the door.

Natasha stood to the side, staring blankly at the man and woman, but there was a certain discoloration in the depths of her eyes, jealousy, disdain, and envy that she herself was not aware of.

Since escaping from the camp, Ye Fan has not looked at her once, and in the face of the threat at gunpoint, he still shows indifference, which makes Natasha's self-esteem suffer an unprecedented blow.

"I told you to stop!" Natasha clenched her pistol and aimed at Ye Fan's heart again.

Seeing her movements, the tenderness in Anna's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she raised *** and pointed at Natasha.

"What do you have to say?" Turning his head, Ye Fan's eyebrows were slightly locked, a little impatient, this woman was simply unreasonable and stubborn.

"Black Widow doesn't need your mercy to tell me your purpose!" Natasha shouted.

Ye Fan snorted and laughed, shook his head, his face was full of disdain: "Your people are dead, the sign of Black Widow has no use value, don't overestimate yourself." I'm not doing this for you, I'm doing it for myself. If you can't rub sand in your eyes, whoever provokes the uncle, I will give them back twice!"

This is half true and half false, since Koliyan arrested him in prison, Ye Fan has formed an insoluble grudge with the Russian military, and then suffered from the Russian army's ** attack and artillery bombardment, he believes that at least half of it is due to Koliyan, if this person is not removed, the trip to Russia will still be full of dangerous variables. As for the Black Widow Organization, it has become a lost dog at the moment, and it is really useless in his opinion.

Natasha also sneered twice, pointed a gun at him and said: "As long as the Kremlin exists for a day, the Black Widow will never die, and thousands of avengers will fight one after another!"

This is not a cruel statement, Natasha is telling the truth, due to historical reasons and the vastness of the country, Russia has a long history of cross-regional and cross-ethnic hatred, and the source of the terrorist force of Black Widow includes ethnic hatred, personal vendettas, and all kinds of fringe crimes......

Even if Natasha and others die in the Ural Mountains, it won't be long before the new Black Widow organization will resurrect and replace them, active in Russia.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes and said with a sneer: "Instead of saying these big words, it is better to fight like a real leader." ”

Natasha was full of anger in her chest, pinned her pistol into her waist, pulled out an AK from the shelf, glared at Ye Fan viciously, and rushed into the ice and snow outside.

"Ye ......" Anna asked Ye Fan with uneasy eyes.

"Stay here and remember what I said!" Leaving the final explanation, Ye Fan also threw himself into the vast night.

Outside, the snow was falling like a swan feather, the fire in the Black Widow camp was still burning, and in the primeval forest leading to the depths of the Ural Mountains, dozens of Alpha Special Forces soldiers had separated and scattered into a fan, starting from the Black Widow camp in the rear, and quickly searched for the mountains.

"Cheer up, bear cubs!" Colonel Yugas, the commander of the special forces, roared loudly in his headset: "You are facing the most vicious women in the world!

Braving the heavy snow, armed with light ***, and carrying the Russian army's special operations equipment, the alpha special forces went deep into the hinterland of the snow-capped mountains, and braved the extreme cold of the weather, and included the explosion site within 200 miles of the key search area.

"Hell, this kind of damn weather, you should have a glass of vodka and a Cuban cigar in the conservatory!" a senior private complained to his companion as his voice was transmitted through the masked hood to the headset microphone and synchronously throughout the group.

"Sergeant, catch those women, it's more exciting than vodka and cigars!" someone pandered to his words and joked.

The Alpha soldiers collectively let out a burst of knowingly laughing, and when performing such a boring task, they really need jokes to relieve the boredom and complaints in their hearts.

"Shut up, Tolkien!" as the men shared their fun, a woman's stern voice suddenly reached everyone's headsets.

All the laughter on the channel disappeared in an instant, as if everyone was particularly afraid of the woman, even Colonel Yugas was amused, and there was a dead silence in the procession, and the joyful and relaxed atmosphere was destroyed.

"Bah, stinky!" Tolkien took off his headset and mask, spitting in the snow to vent his frustration.

Only!

A bullet grazed his cheek and pierced the pine trunk, and the burning pain seemed to warn Tolkien, and he swallowed, and Tolkien shrank his head and obediently closed his mouth.

Two hundred yards away, next to a snowdrift, a neatly uniformed Russian blonde woman stood in the snow, her leather gloved hands erecting a fierce super-long sniper aimed at the back of Tolkien's head.

Wearing a triangular military hat, wearing a dark green military uniform, with a chest and abdomen, two straight long legs separated from the front and back, a pair of boots, wrapped in seductive black stockings, a height of more than one meter and eighty, a standard Russian beauty face, and a sassy military posture can hardly hide its sexy and cold.

She is the chief sniper of the Alpha Special Forces, the major officer Katyusha known as the Siberian military flower!