Chapter 462: Wreckage (1)

With skis, the journey becomes easier for the rest of the day. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info is still tired, but at least everyone is in a good mood.

"I don't know what's going on there. "In the snow, the captain of the third team, who was now the captain, walked ahead to clear the way, and Kasia and another captain followed. Time and distance were getting closer and closer, and the three of them couldn't help but be a little worried. Because it's been almost a whole day since the time of the meeting.

The time when Major Barron had asked them to assemble was set for yesterday's time period.

"I think it's about the same, maybe we'll get there first. "Because of the skis and snowboards, we must be the fastest." ”

"There's a big possibility. "Kasia, they guessed.

Continuing on the road, the speed of the team dropped several times as the time approached, and the skis were taken off by the veterans. They stopped a few kilometres away from the meeting point to make their final rests and adjustments, as well as to check the state of their equipment.

"No one was seen. Cassia climbed the tall old tree with the captain of the third team, and looked through his binoculars at the gentle slope that was almost flat at the foot of the snowy peaks, "The color of the snow is a little more affected, and unless you get closer, you can't see if there are any traces of walking on the ground." The other teams either arrived early or were still on their way. ”

Without getting useful information, the main body of the snow peak pressed ahead, but everything was covered by the snow and became unknown.

Kasia and the others decided to wait where they were, it was still daytime, and the others needed rest. They can also use this time to fully observe the place. Maybe during this time, other teams rushed over, but it is not necessarily. The closer the three of them got to the meeting place, the more uncomfortable they felt. The feeling of dreary and breathless is probably related to the motionless snow peaks standing in front of them.

Now they could see a corner of Snow Peak blown open. From their field of vision, the snowy peak was abruptly missing a piece on the mountainside, no longer in a natural state, and became an obvious gap. This is the site of the mountain that was blown up during the war.

The veterans cleared the snow from the old trees and boiled hot water again. When the weather is cold, hot water becomes a precious thing.

It wasn't until it began to get dark that Kasia and his party continued their journey. Everything is ready, and with the current state of the team, it can deal with unexpected situations very well.

There are no obvious features of the assembly place, and the exact location has to be determined by a small angle formed by the compass and the snow peaks. Major Barron seems to have been to Snow Peak before, and he knows the geography of this place very well.

The gentle slopes are also overgrown with ancient trees, and there are many rivers that are still flowing, and their sources are mostly from the perennial accumulation of snow and ice on the snowy peaks. At the beginning, it took a lot of time to hollow out the mountain to establish the Snow Peak Front Base, and it was precisely this point that was taken a fancy to. Because those huge ice cubes are the guarantee of water supply, water is one of the indispensable things for the normal operation of a base. It is necessary to have a large amount of water to maintain daily consumption. After the outbreak of war, this consumption will increase exponentially.

It may be a good way to think of the front base as an efficient and fast place to dispose of water resources.

It was already dark in the woods, there was a light wind, and the snow was not light, but it was not getting bigger.

The team made their way towards their destination, surrounded only by the sound of leaves scraping and the subtle "creaking" sound of their walk in the snow. It was quiet, and everyone was in a state of alertness at this time. The air is cold, and every exchange of breaths seems to take away all the heat from the body. So everyone lowered the amplitude and frequency of their breathing, and slowly followed the traces of Kasia in the snow.

At this point, the team split into three lanes, crossed and coordinated with each other, and the three of them led the way.

Soon I entered the meeting place, which was a slightly ancient and primitive place, the bark of the ancient trees was all cracked, and the appearance was rough and hideous, as if I could smell the rich historical smell of the soil under my feet through the snow. There was no shadow of the other teams, and the surface of the snow was still out of a mold, all of which had taken the shape of a wave in the wind not long ago.

After walking for two or three hundred meters, the team spread out a little here, and went around the woods to see if there were any traces of heavy snow.

It didn't take long for the other team members to start signaling through sign language, and there seemed to be something in the snow, and a veteran touched it with his foot.

Kasia and the other two captains rushed over at once, clearing away the snow, which was a heavy column, only half of which was exposed, and the other half was still in the frozen earth. The object felt as if it had been poured directly out of steel, and the three of them pulled it out together, almost half the height of an adult, with an unusual weight.

Sweeping away the small patch of snow, the rust formed into patches on the pillar, and a small part of the surrounding snow was stained rusty red.

"Previously discarded shells?" said the captain, and several other veterans leaned over and took a look. It looks exactly like the current shells.

"It's a cannonball, and it's a very large caliber. One of them came up and said, and with his hand he pulled open the rust that had bonded together, revealing the uneven shell inside, to see if there was any model of the shell left on it. But too much time has passed, and the outside of the case has been completely corroded. The soldier pulled open a large piece of bonded rust, and immediately something fell out, which was tightly compacted and became a shard of concrete.

The few people around him beat violently a few times for no reason. Although the gunpowder that appeared to be like a cement block has completely lost its effect and will no longer be ignited to cause an explosion. But the soldier's face was still a distinctly red color, and sweat immediately broke out on his forehead in such a cold weather, and then it was frozen into frost.

"The fuse has long been broken, don't be afraid, it won't explode. The others on the side comforted, but there was still a lot of unconfidence in the words.

"I can't see the model, most of the shells in the empire are the same, because the production process and process have been fixed a long time ago. It is not identified by the model number on the shell, and the specific information cannot be seen by the shape alone. The soldier continued, roughly measuring the height of the cannonball, "It is still so high after the rust, and if it is restored, it must be about the height of an ordinary adult." On some medium and large airships, this can also be regarded as a shell for the main gun. ”