The sky had always been gloomy, pitch black and soft, and it was impossible to see what it looked like, but now it was closer to the entity, and it was pressed against the top of Baibella's head, and the height was slowly decreasing.

"It's like that." The power of the explosion began to wane, and after listening to Riel's words, Berbera replied.

"It's not just the air that's pressing, it's also the feeling that something is going to fall off your head." "It can't be that the sky is going to crack," said Babela, and the explosion of those shells is not so powerful." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info But something is falling rapidly above the clouds, and I think so. ”

She suddenly stood in place, not knowing what she was thinking, took out a flashlight and adjusted the power to the maximum. A beam of light erupted from the glass used to gather the light, forming a thin line of snow, tearing through the darkness around her in an instant.

The snowflakes fluttered in the condensed beams of light, not stopping for a moment, as if they were a little late in time and would be burned by the light. The people on the side ignored Baibella and rushed straight ahead. Only Riel remained, looking at Baibella with a puzzled expression. Frey stood not far away, his eyes narrowly fixed on the light, his face full of indifference.

It can be said that it is very serious, and it can also be regarded as expressionless, Frey is now in such a mood and state. He watched as Baibella stopped, then turned on the flashlight and pointed straight to the sky. After doing this, he immediately observed Baibella's puzzled face, and suddenly there was surprise. His face was like a bumpy riverbed left behind by thirst from a torrent, and his muscles were twisted into knots everywhere on it.

Frey also looked up at the small patch of clouds illuminated by the light.

It was indeed very close to them, Frey said to himself, the feeling of reaching out and grabbing the next handful. The beam had traveled some distance, and by the time it actually hit the clouds, it had spread out into a circular area of several square meters.

Thick clouds were churning violently, like the deep blue sea of a storm on a dark night. The clouds rolled like waves, and there was no regularity to speak of. Countless snowflakes are being produced from it and then drifting to the ground like discarded garbage.

Such a scene made them feel a little shocked, they had not carefully observed the sky in this weather, and it was not easy to encounter this kind of weather in their previous days.

To their surprise, the clouds in the sky seemed to 、、、

"Seems like 、、、 is really falling?" Baibella didn't believe her eyes, thinking it was an illusion brought by the bright light. When you suddenly see a bright light in a dark environment, it seems that this is the case. She blinked, a little more accustomed to it, and when she opened it again, the clouds were falling more rapidly. And it seems to be more realistic.

"I feel terrible. Frey said, short of breath and nervous.

"I feel the same way, as if something is wrong. Riel's chest swelled, and he took a slow, deep breath, exhaling the exhaust gases that had accumulated in his body. But I didn't feel any physical relaxation, but I felt dizzy. It's not because the air pressure is reduced, it's also in the mountains, and in terms of altitude, thin air is common. But that's not the case now, on the contrary, the pressure in the air is even greater. Every time he breathed, he felt the air squeeze into his body. As long as you release the breath control node, the gas can burrow into the lungs on its own.

"Let's go, I don't know what's going on, but it's okay to get closer to the main team. Riel was a little confused about the current situation, his knowledge was limited, or his observation was not in place. The amount of information gathered was not enough for him to judge what was going on.

"Hurry, hurry. Frey was urging in front of him, and he wanted to run immediately, but there were only Baibella and them around, and it was not good.

There was a crisp sound of "pop 、、、", and something fell and hit Babela's bright flashlight. Unretracted light becomes blurred.

"What's that?"

"It was like hail, and it fell and shattered on the flashlight. "It's big, is this what scares us?" said Babela, "It's a big piece of ice, and Babela is estimated to be the size of an adult fist." Falling from the clouds and hitting a person's head, the damage is certainly not small.

More ice is falling, and the snow is splashing like a lake. The ice cubes were of different shapes and were not the standard hail shapes. Although there is never a standard shape to measure hail in their cognition, there is always a general range of shapes to constrain it.

In this area, there will never be any strange shapes such as blocks, triangles, cylinders, or icicles. But just like that, in their eyes, the ice cubes were these shapes, strange. Even though they were busy with their senses dodging the sparsely falling, small number of ice cubes, they still had the energy to observe what they looked like.

"Did you hear anything?" said Frey as the three ran towards the woods, stopping on the way and asking Berbera and Riel in front of them.

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Sharna had escaped the range of the shell explosion. The ground under the soles of the feet was still shaking from time to time, and the shape of the waves on the snow became much more even. She climbed an ancient tree briskly, and the shaking on it was louder, but it didn't affect her aim at all.

There was also a bunch of people fleeing in the direction of the explosion, all of them ordinary soldiers of the enemy. No shots were fired, and in her eyes, the value of the lives of these people and one of her own bullets was not neatly equated.

Her eyes searched the crowd, and she quickly found the major and the second lieutenant. But it is worthy of a person who has reached this position in the military, even if he is tired of physical exertion, his own alertness is still very high. As soon as the muzzle of the gun was pointed at it, it was discovered, and Shanerna lost the opportunity to shoot.

She also didn't want to shoot at this point, because that would mean exposing her position. The flames at the point of the explosion had not yet been extinguished, a tree had been set on fire, and the sparks had drifted here with the wind. The darkness around is no longer something mysterious. If your eyes are better, you can see clearly. The prey she was expecting was close by, and Shanna could clearly feel it. Attracted by her senses, Shanerna immediately found him in the shadows of the woods. The muzzle of the gun turned to the body of the prey, and just as she was about to pull the trigger, Shanerna realized that something was wrong.

It shouldn't be like this, she thought, because in her eyes, the prey stood still. With the strength of the prey, this perception should be there, the feeling of being pointed at a gun. Sharna recognized the strength of her favorite prey, and when her finger noticed something was wrong, she stopped a moment before firing the bullet.

She looked through the scope and saw a man with a crow's pointed beak mask standing silently, the air around him quiet, as if he had fallen asleep standing up. Then Shanerna saw the man turn his head, and his blood-red eyes met her in the sniper scope again.

Without any further indication, Shanna only saw the man raise his hand, at a forty-five degree angle, pointing in front of him.

"That's where the snow peaks are. Shanerna reacted immediately, but didn't understand what the man meant. Perhaps the man himself was in doubt.

The two were at a standoff for a few seconds, and Shanerna resisted the urge to shoot, because she felt that even if she did, she would definitely not hit. And she wanted to figure out what the man was expressing. Curiosity is raging.

Then, there was a strange vibration in the air, and there was a faint "boom" sound. Shanerna felt her entire body be infected in an instant. In the sniper scope, the man who was standing still also moved at this time, turned around and rushed to a position away from the direction of the snow peak.

"An avalanche?" said Shanner, who thought of something, suddenly realized it, and a violent gust of wind also pressed down from above, and her broken hair fluttered freely in the crossed wind.