The sudden strong wind swept a lot of small whirlwinds on the ground, and the snow rolled up the sky, and a large snow mist rose and spread throughout the woods.

Shanerna put away her sniper rifle, jumped from the tree, chose a direction, and rushed past with the same speed. The wind pressing down from the sky was fierce and powerful. Her scalp was moving regularly, and her keen perception had caught something, such as the faint, tsunami-like roaring sound, such as the air that was gradually becoming loud and loud.

It's going to be flooded, Sharna thought, so she ran away as fast as she could, her heart seemed to be ignited, and it was about to explode in her own body, but she still felt that the speed wasn't enough, because the direction of the wind changed at this time, and the wind that had been pressing down from the sky a moment ago suddenly coincided with the direction of the blizzard. The trees were even more frantic, and the wind level must have broken through the limit of the safety level at this time, and the tiny branches could not withstand the force of the wind, and for a while they broke a lot, mixed into a large cloud of snow and mist, and were taken away into the distance.

"Run, run!" At the same time, Shanerna also heard the voice of the major behind her.At this time, it was completely like a mournful cry, like a bird about to be killed, and she opened her throat and cried there. Shanerna was immune to this sound, because of familiarity.

All it takes is a compressed air gun and a plurality of pellet buckshot to hear such a mournful cry at the same moment every day.Whenever a companion is found dead, when a fist-sized corpse falls from a tree branch, the birds will hover over the corpse of their companion for a while, and the cry is roughly the same as that of a major now.

There was nothing left to save, and after less than a breath had passed, the faint sound had become a roar of rage.

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Behind him, an even greater shadow advanced at the same time, it was an untold amount of snow, and the tide was like dark and cold water, and it was from where the rumbling sound came from.

It was as if we had been overtaken. Shanerna judged that her speed could not be improved at this moment, and she could only watch the shadow behind her get closer and closer to her.

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When the explosion occurred, with the pillar of fire that rose into the sky, somewhere in Kasia's heart, he felt something. Probably because he himself lived at the foot of a huge mountain all year round. Every winter, when the whistle of the airship reached their town, the phrase "causing an avalanche in the Lilac Mountains" would often come to his ears.

In the midst of this familiarity, the sound of explosions reverberating from the mountains aroused Kasia's own alarm. But it was too late to find out, and nothing like this had ever been experienced. By the time I really got out of here, the situation was irreversible.

The speed has been increased to the maximum, the rejection reaction, the giant whale's methods are all used in the body, and Kasia squeezes every strength in his body to increase his speed as much as possible. But it was still as fast as the gust of wind behind him, and it was always being pushed by the wind and running, and the roaring sound was getting closer and closer.

Until a certain moment, Kasia felt a sudden decrease in the wind, and the difference between the front and back was like a waterfall on a cliff. He turned his head, and there were no more trees behind him, only a black shadow that was too large to see the top of him. And just as he was about to react to what was happening, he swallowed him in one gulp.

You can only use your arms to protect your head. The ability to breathe has been lost, the surrounding space is full of snow, there is no excess air, nothing can be seen, and the light is swallowed by the snow. The body was flipping forward, and there was a huge sense of oppression on all sides.

Kasia knew that she was caught in an avalanche, and there was no possibility of escaping except for the rushing snow to stop by herself, relying on her own strength. You can only protect yourself as much as possible from getting more damage in it.

Kasia closed her eyes tightly, not knowing what she had bumped into along the way, huge blocks of ice, branches of ancient trees, and a slightly limp corpse of a human on the way. By the time it touched it, it had completely lost its temperature, leaving only cold flesh floating like leaves in a river.

Hearing doesn't work at this point, and Cassia can't collect anything about the surrounding information. The collision between the body and various things is inevitable, and the drowsiness in the head seems to be increasing. But I must not let myself fall asleep, I am still buried in the snow, and like a big snowball rolling down a high slope, the momentum has not yet stopped. I just fell asleep, and I didn't seem to be a little responsible for myself.

Trying to keep herself awake, but her strength was limited, rolling in the snow and not knowing where to run, Kasia felt that she could not hold on any longer.

It could be just a few seconds of being swept in, or maybe it's more than a few hours. When the surroundings became quiet, Kasia's dizzy head realized that her body had stopped. At this moment, the body is also violently producing heat, allowing the frozen muscles to regain their function.

Breathing hard, Kasia slowly created a cavity between her nose and mouth, where the little air left in the snow seemed to gather. Barely able to breathe once or twice, but that's good enough for Kasia. Relying on his sense of gravity, he found his way up and down in the snow. I only felt buried deeply, because there was no light in the surroundings, and no light pierced through the snow.

The hands and feet can move, and they are still conscious. He swayed from side to side, and on the left side of his body he came across something hard, standing upright, like an ancient tree that had been lucky enough to survive an avalanche, not pushed by the surging tide of snow.

Kasia approached the tree, then cradled its trunk and climbed up a little bit. The body had not fully recovered, and the efficiency was low, and Kasia felt like a snail wriggling on the trunk of a tree. The hands and feet are indeed weak, and the concept of time has been lost, the mechanical watch has been crashed, and the world is a foreign thing to Kasia.

It wasn't long before the snow overhead finally appeared a little white. The snow on it won't be too thick. Kasia suppressed her joy and continued to climb up a little bit. Because in the snow it was like being buried in the dirt, and it was almost impossible to breathe. The snow on top of the top seems to be on top of the concrete-poured ground, and it is extremely difficult to rise every little bit of height.

Around the middle of the ancient tree, Kasia's head was able to poke out of the snow. The first thing is to open your mouth and breathe in a big gulp, the surgeon can suffocate to death, just hold on a little longer. When I opened my eyes and scanned the front, it was already dawn, it was about early in the morning, it was still snowing, and the wind had almost stopped.