Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 618: A Request for Help in a Snowstorm

"What? The helicopter crashed?"

The mountain eagle was wearing an apron and standing by the stove in the kitchen of the log cabin...

There is a four-burner gas stove, one of which is stewing mutton soup, and the other is stewing tomato beef brisket. The huge guide table next to it is filled with prepared ingredients.

Shanying held the wok in one hand and the spatula in the other, stir-frying the beef tenderloin and pepper vigorously, so he had to wear tactical glasses and put an earphone on the frame into his ear to answer the phone.

After hearing the news Michael said on the phone, Shanying used his pupils to control the glasses to change the picture, and then quickly found the location of the helicopter pursuit following the smoke in the blizzard.

Two Black Hawk helicopters crashed to the ground for unknown reasons. When the snowstorm came, the other two Black Hawks had no way of seeing the conditions on the ground, so landing would have been extremely dangerous and rescue was out of the question.

But they were quite courageous. The driver bravely rushed into the blizzard and rushed to the location of the National Guard.

If we delay any further, the injured soldiers will be beyond rescue!

The blizzard also obstructed the Crow's vision, and the trembling and blurred image forced the Eagle to lower the Crow's altitude to check the condition of the crashed helicopter.

One of the two most representative Black Hawk helicopters tilted when landing, and its propeller hit the ground, twisted and broke. Although the other one luckily landed smoothly, its engine was emitting thick smoke, which obviously indicated an internal mechanical failure.

Two teams of soldiers wearing snow camouflage and thermal clothing dragged the pilot out of the cabin. After gathering together, they called on the radio while looking for a nearby place to shelter from the cold.

Unfortunately, the place where they fell was close to the wetlands, surrounded by either water with thin ice or wetland islands with withered grass and trees. Where could they find shelter from the wind?

Seeing the miserable state of these people, Shanying frowned and shook his head...

He didn't understand. The helicopter didn't explode and the fuselage was intact, so why were they unwilling to stay in the helicopter to avoid the cold?
He soon discovered the problem...

The helicopter landed smoothly but after the crew left, one side of its landing gear suddenly sank into the ice. The helicopter, with most of its body on the wet ground, began to tilt sideways, and then began to slowly sink like a sinking ship.

Only then did Shanying realize how bad the luck of this group of people was!

Two of the four Black Hawks were lost, and the other two were struggling in the blizzard. It was unknown whether they could return safely in the end.

After figuring out what happened, Shanying concentrated on stir-frying the pointed-horn beef tenderloin, letting the pungent aroma drift into the restaurant, attracting little Ruby and the others.

After neatly placing the beef tenderloin in the pot on a plate, Shanying signaled to little Ruby, who was slurping her tongue non-stop, to bring the large plate to the table. Then, while washing the pot, Shanying said to Michael on the other end of the phone, "The National Guard's Black Hawk helicopter crashed. Why are you calling me?
There's a snowstorm outside, you won't let me go out to rescue them."

Michael smiled bitterly and said, “Shan, the weather forecast shows that the blizzard will last for 7 hours.

It is not realistic to ask you to travel 150 kilometers to rescue people at this time. The people on the crashed helicopter can only rely on luck! "

"but……"

Shanying put the cleaned pot on the stove and heated it up over high heat. While preparing, he said, "Just tell me what you want to say. As long as it's not related to the Ebola virus, I'll be happy to help."

Michael breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Scott and I will take a boat from Marshall to the Brown Bear Camp soon...

The other two Black Hawks picked up six wounded soldiers. They couldn't tell the direction in the blizzard, so they could only fly south for a distance and then use the valley on your territory to avoid the blizzard and cold wind.

Shan, they have enough medicines, but lack necessary supplies. I know you are very familiar with the people in Huai En's tribe.

When I get there, can you send it to their tribe? I want to borrow their snowmobile to deliver some food and warmth to those people.

Please help, if it's too late, those guys will die!"

This kind of thing cannot be rejected...

Saving the dying and the wounded, whether in the wilderness or at sea, is a moral code that civilized people should abide by.

And just like what Old Joe had thought before, if he wanted to gain a firm foothold here, it was not enough to just have a good relationship with the indigenous people, but he also had to have a good relationship with official figures like Michael, and at the same time establish a clear character and image of the Brown Bear Camp for the people in the surrounding towns.

No one hates a helpful neighbor!
Shanying poured oil into the hot pot. While waiting, he thought for a moment and said, "Come and pick me up. We will go directly to Mishin, Russia, upstream...

The Vico Company has opened a road to the valley, where there are snowmobiles available. I will bring someone to accompany you."

Michael on the other end of the phone said excitedly: “Thank you, Shan, thank you!

I have a cousin there, he got into a bad time, you saved his life..."

"Don't speak too soon. The final result may be good or bad..."

As he spoke, Shanying poured a large plate of marinated beef slices into the oil pan...

After a sizzling sound, flames rose more than a foot high in the oil pan.

As Shanying was stirring the fry, he asked, "How long will it take you to get to the Brown Bear camp?"

Michael on the other end of the phone probably knew that Mountain Eagle was busy, so he said decisively: "Two hours, I need to prepare, and we can reach the Brown Bear Camp in two hours. The scale of this blizzard is not large, so it shouldn't be particularly dangerous!"

Shanying hung up the phone, sprinkled a handful of coriander into the beef, stir-fried it quickly and served.

Time is running out, so the feast that Shanying originally prepared can only be slightly reduced...

I stewed a braised Arctic fennel, and then quickly fried a tomato and egg, and a spicy and sour potato shreds, and that was it...

There are only a few people in the camp...

There were five people including Old Ruby and his son, Old Joe and Quetta, the Butcher, and Mountain Eagle, totaling ten people.

Four large portions of stir-fried vegetables, two main dishes of beef and fish, plus a big pot of mutton soup, are basically enough for the meal.

When Shanying announced that it was time to eat, little Ruby, who had been waiting for a long time, put the large rice cooker on the wooden dining table...

When they opened the lid and looked at the full bowl of white rice, the rising steam made people around them inhale.

Shanying looked at Little Ruby's impatient look, he smiled and picked up the shovel to get a large bowl of rice and handed it to Little Ruby, then filled a large bowl for himself, then threw the shovel into the pot, and said with a smile: "Don't just stand there, do it yourself...

After we're full, let's go out for a run!"

Xueshuai was the first to fill a large bowl of rice, then rushed to the table and sat down, using a spoon to scoop a large spoonful of tomato beef brisket and pour it on the rice...

After taking a delicious bite, Snowshoe sighed with satisfaction and said, "I like this food. I didn't know beef could be cooked so deliciously."

As he spoke, Xueshuai took an empty plate and scraped a little from the stir-fry pan onto the plate...

After tasting the spicy horns, Sledge licked his lips happily and said, “Boss, this snowstorm came very suddenly. Although the scale is not large, we still need to make a lot of preparations if we want to go out to rescue people.

Tell me what the goal is, what we need to do, and I'll prepare the stuff!"

Shanying watched everyone devour the food. As a chef, he smiled with satisfaction, then looked at the sled who was eating non-stop and said, "Two Black Hawk helicopters will land in the valley in the north. There are six injured people, four pilots and medical staff on the planes...

It is about 40 kilometers away from us in a straight line. Later we will take a state police boat and go directly from the Yukon River to the small town of Mission, Russia, upstream.

There were several large buildings there that were converted into cattle sheds, and we could borrow snowmobiles from there.”

As he spoke, Shanying looked at the sled and said with a smile, "Your code name is sled, you must be fine, right?"

Sledge nodded as a matter of course and said, "Of course, I was born in Yakutsk and grew up in the snow."

As he spoke, the sled looked through the window at a row of dog kennels not far from the cabin, and at the ponies and wolves who were having their meals. He grinned and said, "If you can let me train them, I can show you some real sledding skills in a year.

Boss, snowmobiles are not reliable in very cold places. In the real polar regions, sled dogs and sleds are the best means of transportation."

Mountain Eagle didn't know how big those half-grown wolf cubs would eventually grow, but it should be no problem using them to pull the sled.

Seeing the confident look on Xuesled's face, Shanying thought for a moment and said, "I'll ask Dalia to buy a few small sleds and send them over in a few days...

My children are coming, you can guide them to play!"

Snowshoe was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and ate while mumbling, "No problem, I can teach them more...

Ice and snow will forge a true man! "

Old Joe's teeth were not as good as when he was young. He ate a bowl of tomato and egg rice, and then drank the peppery mutton soup while saying, "Boss, you are not familiar with the weather and roads in Alaska, so I will go with you.

There are six wounded on the other side, and we need at least six snowmobiles and sleds to drag them out after the blizzard stops.

There were two wooden sleds in the camp, as well as several polyurethane sled boards, which we had to bring.

If you don’t want to stay in the valley for too long, or lose the wounded along the way, you must quickly adapt to driving a snowmobile with sleds…”

As Old Joe drank the hot soup in the bowl, he sighed with satisfaction and said, "I'm going to prepare a few thermoses and bring this hot soup with me. This stuff can save lives in the ice and snow."

The mountain eagle actually knows how to survive in the snowy area, but now it must listen to the local experts...

He nodded vigorously and said, "Let's prepare more things to be prepared!

I also want to see the power of an Alaskan blizzard..."

After hearing this, Old Joe shook his head and said, “This is just a small scene. If you want to see a real snowstorm, you have to wait for two months!
They're just catching a few thieves. I don't know what those people were doing in there?
After this heavy snowfall, if those people are not well prepared, some people might freeze to death inside..."

(End of this chapter)