The wind is blowing, the knife is cold, the sky, there are no more snowflakes, only large hailstones!

By mistake, Ye Fan strayed into the Siberian cold tide zone.

Tengu has a broken arm, which is equivalent to a wasted person, and now, as long as he waits for the opportunity to kill the White Tiger, he has half a chance to win the game!

It is a fire spirit root physique, and in the land of Siberia, Ye Fan's ability to withstand cold is far higher than that of ordinary people, which is an innate advantage that the white tiger has been trained for a long time lacks.

minus 40 degrees, minus 50 degrees!

The land has been frozen to iron, and the hail has fallen to the ground and is blown away by strong winds, and the tundra zone that has not melted for thousands of years is the coldest place in the whole of Siberia.

The brutal wind almost blew the white tiger's skeleton away, and the enemy that had been looming in front of him was still rushing forward.

About a few miles away from them, Fujiwara Mairan tightened her cuffs and collar, covered her hood, and struggled forward.

The hunter was teased by the prey, and was dragged into a desperate situation by his nose, and the cold and harsh environment around him made Fujiwara Mailan want to scold her mother.

Tengu was sent back to the rear station, and he was unable to fight again, so he could only count on the master in front of him to capture Ye Fan with all his might.

As for the White Tiger, Fujiwara Mailan didn't dare to report too much hope, after all, the opponent was not an ordinary person, and the White Tiger's simple scheming was really difficult to win.

Two hours have passed since the train exploded, and the news has quickly reached the Kremlin through various channels and has reached the ears of President Putin.

Russia's intelligence network ranks at least among the top five countries in the world, and surveillance centered on Ye Fan has been secretly carried out since the night Ye Fan swaggered out of the Kremlin.

After receiving the following report, the first question asked by Pujin was not the casualty of the passengers, but "Is he dead?"

Compared with the horror disaster and the safety of the people, he is more concerned about the Chinese people.

"This ...... No!" General Nilchev, who is in charge of Russian intelligence, was stunned for a moment.

President Putin looked disappointed and covered his head with his eyes closed.

However, agents reported that he was in contact with the perpetrator of the explosion. ”

"What are those people?" asked Pugin casually, indifferently.

"Japanese samurai. "They have penetrated deep into the Siberian cold wave, and military satellites have been activated to monitor them in all directions," Nilchev said. ”

Hearing this, President Putin's eyelids widened, his fingers tapped his knees quickly, and his chin was supported with the other hand, and he fell into some nervous thought.

Standing in the office was another stocky soldier, none other than the commander of the Central Military District, General Yamidilov.

After a moment, President Putin spoke slowly, his eyes fixed on the faces of the two powerful people: "If a nuclear strike is launched on that area, what do you think will be the impact?"

"Nuclear...... Nuclear strike?"

"That's right, a nuclear strike. Pugin nodded heavily.

The two looked at each other and exchanged glances, and General Yamidilov said truthfully: "Probably, it will affect millions of square kilometers of Siberia, from Irkutsk to the Far East, because of the cold wave effect, nuclear proliferation, the impact is very extensive, and the consequences are very serious!"

"Yes, Mr. President, please think twice!" Nilchev also hurriedly said: "The effects of a nuclear strike will last for hundreds of years, have you forgotten the Chernobyl nuclear accident?"

Pugin narrowed his eyes, waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "I didn't! But for the long-term interests of the Russian state, I have to sacrifice my personal reputation and Siberia, at least, the land after nuclear proliferation still belongs to Russia and belongs to us!"

Those desolate and uninhabited lands, even if they are occupied by nuclear pollution, are better than being occupied by the Chinese, and after a few hundred years, Russia will develop these lands, and the technology and conditions will be more mature.

"This ......" The two generals stared wide-eyed, they knew that no one could change the mind that the strongman Pugin had made.

After a minute of silence, Putin finally made up his mind, "Yamitilov, order the long-range strategic bombers of the St. Petersburg base to prepare to drop nuclear weapons on the target area!"

"On your orders, Mr. President. ”

Both generals lamented in their hearts that after today, I don't know what the world will say about this evil country of Russia!

How did they know the pain in Putin's heart.

In order to completely erase the future troubles, for the sake of Russia's future, he has to make this decision, and at that time, as long as it is announced that this is only a nuclear test, or in order to eliminate the members of the terrorist organization that caused the train bombing, no country or organization can do anything.

The radiation of a nuclear bomb is powerful enough to destroy any living thing! Even those hateful Japanese samurai! Bury them together in Siberia and never suffer from future troubles!

The order has been given to the Kremlin's strong men to break their wrists, and in the heart of the Siberian cold wave, no one from the hunters or the fugitives has the consciousness of what kind of catastrophe they are about to face.

Gradually, the surviving people on the train were transferred in batches to the city of Irkutsk.

In the ultra-low temperature environment outdoors, ordinary people can't stand at all, no matter how reluctant Sophia and the three of them are, they can only move first.

The military's covert operation has quietly unfolded, delineating the location of the upcoming nuclear weapon drop on the satellite map, and will carry out a precision strike on the target!

The yield and coordinates of the nuclear warhead, the local meteorological conditions, the post-drop impact and the aftermath are all under urgent and intense assessment......

The howling wind almost made people unsteady on their feet, if it weren't for the fact that they were all top masters, this cold wind of level six or seven would be enough to stop the pace of progress.

There are no plants, no stones, no life, just ice slag flying around on the wasteland, hard earth.

This is the forbidden land of life, the most bitter and cold wild place.

Turning around, Ye Fan turned his back to the wind and stared at the enemy behind him who was persistently tracking all the way.

Hanzo stopped, and he seemed to sense that his prey was ready to fight back.

The gale blew his eyes open, a thick layer of frost had formed on his eyebrows, and his opponent's hair had turned completely white.

The two pairs of eyes collided, Hanzo's gaze contracted violently, and he clenched the handle of the knife with one hand, and rushed towards the opponent in the wind!

The sword light is wrapped in a strong wind, the attack is fierce, and the sound of thunder is hidden, like a tiger descending from the mountain!

Ye Fan shook off the ice slag debris on his body and rushed head-on!

Two figures flickered in the wind, attacking at the same time, trying to kill the enemy with a single blow.

Boom –

When the distance between the two sides was more than ten meters, a brilliant golden ray shot out, elongating the terrifying brilliance.

Flying Sword!

Sonor!

The fierce sword impact sounded, and the white tiger Hanzo stepped back three steps in a row.

The air was torn apart, the sword light and sword shadows flickered, and the surrounding space resounded with a ghostly cry and wail, which was unbearable!

The sword light shone frequently, the golden light fell like a meteor, and Hanzo's eyes floated with continuous astonishment, and he gradually became in a hurry, unable to deal with it.

Only then did he know that the opponent had been hiding his strength!

It's a pity that it's too late.