The cold gradually erodes the limbs and penetrates into the joints. The climate control device in the cockpit was damaged. There was no difference between staying in the cockpit and being exposed to the fangs of the cold wind in the snow.
Every time the severely injured power armor took a step forward, the mechanical joints would make an unpleasant creaking sound. Wang Yan didn't know how many more steps the power armor could take before she collapsed completely.
By then, it will be her death.
"Wu Qi... It's dangerous... There are enemies. They have come to find you in Chang'an District..." Wang Yan bit her lip and trembled as she spoke each word. As if this would make him more conscious. She was frozen, and the fingers holding the operating lever had long since lost feeling.
The power armor repeated the cyclic action of inserting the mechanical foot into the snow and pulling it out again, step by step. The passage of ten minutes seemed as long as ten hours to Wang Yan. At a certain moment, the joints of the power armor suddenly froze and cracked, and his left foot sank deep into the snow and could no longer be pulled out.
The powered armor fell down on the thick snow layer with inertia, sinking deeply into it with a loud bang. Wang Yan's vision was so dim that it almost went out. There was only a vast expanse of white in her field of vision. She could not see the scenery ahead or the sky.
"Am I going to die?" Wang Yan didn't want to die, but her eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. Every time she raised her eyelids with all her strength and mental will, she suddenly realized that her eyes had been closed for more than ten seconds just now.
The long period of frostbite consumed Wang Yan's physical energy. She finally closed her eyes and no longer had the strength to open her eyes, so she fell into a deep sleep.
No one who sleeps on the snowfield can survive.
Under the dark sky is the pure white earth. The earth is too white, and there is a cold atmosphere everywhere. Suddenly, stars and snow particles fell down from the dark sky, accompanied by a biting cold wind sweeping across the snowy land.
A new snowfall has begun. In less than half a day, the thickness of the snowfield will increase a bit, and how many corpses will be buried under the ruthless whiteness will not be revealed until early spring.
A figure that seemed so fast that it didn't exist flashed across the snowy field in the distance. Wherever the figure passed, two overwhelming walls of air separated. A series of extremely thin footprints appeared on the pure white snow.
Footprints are left by human boots. Although that figure is beyond the capture range of human dynamic vision, it does exist!
This is a man with a speed of up to 260 kilometers per hour and a third-level ability "subsonic movement".
The man was flying across the snowfield, completely leaving the flowing wind behind him. His forward posture was like God taking a paintbrush and drawing a straight and light line on the nearly 100 kilometers of snowfield.
The man's destination was Chang'an District. He passed through an area where the snow thickness was much lower than the surrounding area. There were many scattered mechanical parts scattered here. The mechanical parts were all burnt without exception. Some of the larger ones were The surface of the armor plate is filled with dense bullet holes.
There were one or two less damaged machines on the edge of the battlefield. Judging from their appearance, they were the remains of power armor. Some of the pilots who drove these powered armors had their bodies intact and died in the cockpit or in the snow. Some even had no bodies at all, and the fragments of their bodies had long been buried deep in the snow.
This is the battlefield where the power armor team and Adrianna's team battle. The outcome is obvious. The power armor team is "crushed" to death like ants by the Diavolo driven by Adrianna.
The man did not make any stops and continued to head to Chang'an District at the original speed. Not long after, his figure suddenly passed in front of Wang Yan's powered armor, which fell in the snow, and finally an afterimage appeared in the air.
The man braked suddenly and stopped. He turned the front of his left foot 180 degrees and turned to face the direction where Wang Yan's power armor fell.
The man wore a white T-shirt with sleeves that reached his elbows, black trousers that only reached his calves, and two black low-top special running shoes. He is 178 centimeters tall, and his upper body is not strong and exaggerated. His shoulders slightly support his white t-shirts. He has well-defined pectoral muscles on his chest, which looks extremely well-proportioned. The two slender legs on his lower body are full of muscles, soft and Full of flexibility.
The man has light orange short naturally curly hair, and his eyes are as bright orange as the sunset. His skin is a healthy flesh color, his facial features are three-dimensional, and his face is gentle. He is quite young. His overall style matches the thin clothes in the cold weather. It's like a fire as hot as the sun.
Although he was in an emergency, the man still chose to walk towards the fallen power armor because he sensed that there were still living people inside the power armor.
The man walked to the fallen power armor, and with a strong movement of his slender yet muscular arms, he turned the heavy power armor over, seemingly without much effort. Turn the power armor to the front, and you can directly see Wang Yan's frozen and sleeping face through the special glass wall of the cockpit.
"It turned out to be a young girl. If she had been five minutes later, she would have turned into a frozen beauty. Fortunately, Colonel Ben happened to pass by. You are lucky."
The man waved his hand, and a moment of orange energy appeared between his beautiful fingers. Immediately, four cracks with equal lengths appeared on the glass wall, which together formed a square gap.
The glass wall fell gently, and the man reached out and fished Wang Yan out of the cab. He picked her up like a princess and placed her in his warm arms.
Wang Yan closed her eyes tightly, raised her gooseneck slightly, and her eyelashes like goose feather brushes were stained with frost. Her lips were pale and her skin was red from the cold.
The man adjusted his body temperature and gradually warmed Wang Yan's body. Wang Yan had been frozen for too long, and the temporary warmth could not revive her.
The man decided to run away with the strange girl. He turned back to the direction of Chang'an District, his skin exposed to the air, and his clean white T-shirt and shorts emitting gurgling orange energy. It is rich in energy and quickly wraps around the whole body, forming a protective shield to protect the girl in its arms during "subsonic movement".
The man pulled out his legs, and the instant acceleration caused him to evaporate above the snowfield. When the man got closer to the outside of Chang'an District, he saw billowing smoke rising and swaying flames like bright lights in Chang'an District.
The subsonic figure slowly slowed down, gradually revealing an afterimage that could be captured by ordinary people. Finally, the man appeared on the edge of the ruins mixed with blood and fire. He was holding the girl and saw two figures lying on a simple stretcher.
The remaining soldiers of the Red Wing Company stood next to Darhk and Adrienne, and the elder An stood outside a circle of men surrounding Darhk and Adrienne.
"Hello." The man spoke, his voice clear and pleasant, like the warm sunshine shining in the morning.
Elder An and others were immediately startled. They all turned around, raised their guns, and looked in shock at a young man with orange curly hair and casual clothes who suddenly appeared in the post-war ruins.