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Shanerna didn't continue, but looked at the other people around her, telling them to hurry up and get ready, and immediately begin the pursuit of the enemy. At this time, the poisonous substances on the enemy's body have not yet fully worked, and the speed is very fast, and they have to follow closely behind. But he didn't dare to get too close, just like Gabry said, the enemy at this time was still too dangerous to attack at close range, and it was the most correct choice to slowly consume from the medium and long range, waiting for the fifth type of poison to take effect.

The blizzard has not stopped, and it looks like it will continue for a long time, and the snow on the ground will only get thicker and thicker. It was getting brighter, and with her keen eyes, she could already catch a little natural light.

Coming to a sparse spot in the woods, Shanerna looked up at her right front, where Kassia spoke of the snowy peaks. The foothills of the mountains, which had been dark green not so long ago, are now completely clean white. It was the area that the blizzard focused on, and most of the place was covered in snow, except for the hideous rock formations that stood out.

It is not far from the time when the mountains are completely blocked by heavy snow, and at that time, the thick snow and the increasingly cold temperatures will also have a certain impact on the surgeon.

They had been chasing the enemy captain for some time, and things were going their way. Fortunately, the towering mountains withstood most of the strong winds, so that the traces on the snow would not be quickly submerged. The trails were getting newer, and Shanerna knew that the toxic substance was probably starting to work. Blood, which is used as an energy power, is more likely to completely coagulate in cold temperatures, and loses the effect of transmitting power.

Acting more carefully, Shanerna reminded the people around her to be cautious at this moment, as the enemy might come back at the last moment.

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Cassia followed the captain's words and kept running sideways. He remembered most of the maps he had memorized in his head, and he circled a few pieces of the map in his head against the calculations that he was not doing all the time. That's the easiest place to run into other teams, and if there's no one there, you'll have to think of encountering other teams as a probabilistic event.

It was getting brighter after three hours, as he had estimated. A thin layer of fog rose in the low-lying areas, and the snow clouds were still as thick as the eye could see after a long night, and the dark gray color had only faded a little now. The whole sky was covered with dense expanses of snow, like extremely cheap substance, dumping on the ground like garbage.

The eyebrows and forehead were all covered with a layer of ice, and the face, torn by a sniper bullet, was also much better at this time. The shredded wounds were healing, and the pain was no longer felt. The nerves in the face probably entered a state of "hibernation" at this time due to low temperatures.

The snowflakes hit the face in large pieces, and the speed was faster, and a lot of snowflakes were piled up in front of the eyes, and the vision became not very smooth.

The body was in a bad situation in advance, the heart rate was out of control for not knowing when, the frequency was about to break through the limit of Kasia, and with every breath I could feel a huge tear in my chest. The blood has begun to clot.

Running at full speed requires a tremendous amount of energy, and a corresponding amount of pressure needs to be maintained within the body. In the blood vessels, there is also a corresponding requirement for the speed of blood flow, otherwise the exchange of energy and information cannot be maintained. The thick blood is making it flow slower and slower, and the heart can only maintain its speed by increasing the beating rate.

At this time, he injected himself with a tube of tranquilizer, and Kasia felt much better all over his body. But it can only act as a stimulant, and after time passes, it may be exchanged for a more tired body. I couldn't find a solution to it, and the abnormal weight of the surgeon became the biggest problem at this time.

That's an established factor that can't be ignored, no matter how good you are at controlling your body's strength. The soft snow will never withstand the strength of the surgeon, and no matter how carefully it is avoided, it will leave deep traces on the snow.

Considered ways to jump between ancient trees. The trail is indeed much smaller all of a sudden, but the speed is completely undesirable compared to running on the ground. Immediately make a pair of sleds out of tree branches, and have tactical knives on you, hard tool alloy materials, which can cut ordinary steel to a certain extent, and under your precise fingers, it is easy to deal with a piece or two of wood.

The snow is now much more compacted due to its own weight, and it can fully withstand the sledding and the traces will be much smaller, so it can be quickly buried by heavy snow. But this plan was eventually abandoned by Kasia. The reason is also his abnormal weight, which is considered obese weight among the surgeons. Not even with a sled. If the snow wasn't the kind on the snowy mountains that had been frozen all year round, the trail would be no different from the one he had stepped on with his feet. And it wasn't necessarily fast, he hadn't learned to ski, and he hadn't even read the basics.

The scenery behind him was immediately blocked by the heavy snow, and it was impossible to see clearly. But Kasia knew that there must be a lot of people with him. The maintenance of speed is already very reluctant, there are only three tubes of tranquilizers, and there is not much time to last.

"We can't go on like this, relying on the gap created in the previous hours, the distance between me and the enemy may be less than an hour or so. At this time, Kasia calculated, a not optimistic outcome for the surgeon.

He wanted to buy himself time by forging traces and directing the enemy elsewhere. Although the enemy was not alone, after separating, Kasia thought about injecting the remaining tubes of tranquilizers himself, and if there were not many people following behind, he might have a chance to get rid of them if he prepared an ambush in advance.

Without any further hesitation, Kasia's galloping body stopped, and raised his eyes to look at the white expanse around him, with variegated woods and black mountain rocks as hideous as scars. He took out all the food and finally filled his stomach once. Grabbing a few handfuls of snow around her, Kasia replenished the water her body had consumed. Finally, he took out the map and compass, glanced around, found out where he was most accurate, and determined which way the traces of camouflage were going. After determining how the traces would change and what they would look like with the passage of time, he identified a direction and began to implement his plan.