Yuan Xiaoxiao called Gu Lang after meeting Wang An, partly because she thought that only he could stop Wang An, but most importantly, she wanted him to bring the badger with him. If there was an emergency, such as getting separated like now, the badger's nose would become the most effective tracking tool.
Logically speaking, there is nothing wrong with this idea.
Wang Ping thought so at first, and was secretly proud of his animal identity. But now, all he could think about was the pain in his balls.
In this biting cold wind and the ghostly snow everywhere, there was a ghost smell for him to smell. Now he only felt that the frozen snot blocked his nostrils, and he couldn't even smell his own sweat.
He howled several times against the wind, but heard nothing. Shivering with cold, Wang Ping dragged his backpack and walked up the hillside cursing.
Judging only from the wind direction and the route he came from, the place where he fell is still on the outskirts of the southern foothills of the Verkhoyansk Mountains, far away from the logging site described in Yuan Xiaoxiao's intelligence.
Especially the snow beneath him had become as fine as sand after years of wind, and every step he took would sink deep into it. Given Wang Ping's long legs, it would probably take him a year to climb to the top of the mountain.
"We need to think of a way... It would be nice to have a mount that can run on the snow..."
After a long effort, a badger walked less than a hundred meters and sat on a grenade bag to rest. His two small black paws were tucked into his big red sleeves, and his furry face was staring at the huge hillside in front of him in a daze. Behind him, a pair of creepy night vision eyes were getting closer and closer.
The mountain wind suddenly grew stronger, and the branches around were shaking, but there was no sound of breaking. The trees that could take root in this place were not easily shaken by the wind. However, the snow was not so resilient, and it swirled and fell on top of them.
"Ka~"
Wang Ping stuck out his tongue and spit out the snow in his mouth, then turned around with his back to the wind and snow. Then, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a huge monster that suddenly accelerated and rushed towards him.
"Oh my god, what the hell!"
Wang Ping shook his body subconsciously, stepped on the backpack and jumped out. There was a muffled "bang" behind him, accompanied by the splashing of snow, and he watched with his eyelids twitching as a furry paw bigger than his belly slammed the grenade into the snow.
“Roar~Woo!”
A huge monster was standing majestically where he had originally stayed, with his green eyes wide open, tiger whiskers and curly beard, and his bared fangs looked murderous against the tiger stripes on his body.
Especially the size of the tiger completely overturned Wang Ping's previous understanding of tigers. Of course, it may not be a subversion, but he has never faced a wild tiger with a body length of nearly three meters at such a close distance before, and it is also the most powerful Siberian tiger among tigers.
Siberian tigers usually have a wide range of activities and many identities. When they go to Northeast China, they change into the identity of Siberian tigers, and when they go to North Korea, they put on the vest of Korean tigers. But no matter how the name changes, the strong sense of oppression brought by the bloodline will not change.
Wang Ping glanced at his own 20-centimeter-long arm secretly, then looked at the other person's forelimbs that were thicker than his waist. The surprise in his eyes instantly turned into envy.
Compared with the Siberian tiger, other cats are only good at being cute, right
"Ahahaha~ Hello, mount~ I'm so happy to see you!"
Wang Pingmao, who had no idea what was going on, grinned and rushed forward with a "ka ka" laugh. At the same time, he gathered strength with his feet to prevent the mount from getting used to his enthusiasm and hitting him again.
Seeing the little red-haired animal running towards it with a smile on its face, the Siberian tiger was not used to it. It roared and slapped it with its paw.
Wang Ping, who thought he was in control of the situation, raised his mouth and thought to himself that it was just as he expected. He pushed his feet and was about to rush to the left. But as soon as he exerted force, the snow under his claws slipped away, and his body fell into the snow pit with a "smack".
“Puff~”
The huge hairy claw with a sharp hook pressed on the back of Wang Ping's head, and without giving him a chance to react, its bloody mouth bit his lower body along with the snow into its mouth.
"Woji~Aho!"
Feeling the canine teeth that were almost larger than his waist and the huge bite force, Wang Ping had no time to think. The indescribable flower in the moist and warm environment tightened, and he used chemical weapons that had never been used in actual combat.
“Bang~!”
It was like a double-kick firecracker went off in the tiger's mouth, causing the Siberian tiger's huge head to tilt back and its mouth to open subconsciously. Wang Ping took the opportunity to rush out, pulled out the "thunder bag" that was hit in the snow, and ran away.
This damn place is not suitable for him to perform. If he stays here any longer, he will turn into frozen fertilizer.
A sound of chaotic footsteps was heard behind him. The Siberian tiger, whose throat was stung by the indescribable energy, became a little dizzy. It shook its huge head as if it wanted to catch up. However, before it could take a step, it suddenly lowered its head and opened its mouth wide.
"Hoo ...!"
A bunch of unknown small animals that had not been digested in time fell on the snow mixed with indescribable liquid. The Siberian tiger, which had finally managed to have a full meal in the ice and snow, became hungry again under the influence of force majeure. It was a little confused, and when it looked at the red back on the hillside, there was more than murderous intent in its eyes.
“Roar!!”
The huge roar spread far away, and its calf-like body suddenly rushed out, vowing to tear the guy who ruined its dinner into pieces.
"Huh? I think I heard the boss's shout!"
To the west, Gu Laosan pointed at the dark pine forest with a look of doubt, and shouted loudly with his back to the cold wind. To his side, two figures covered in snow looked at each other, and turned their heads to look in the direction he pointed.
"The direction is correct!"
Han Daxia pulled down the scarf covering his mouth and shouted, "But according to the speed of the helicopter, he is at least 4 or 5 kilometers away from us! Even if he shouts, we can't hear it!"
"I think we should go down the mountain first!"
Yuan Xiaoxiao, who was leaning on a ski pole, also shouted, "This is too slow! Let's go to the foot of the mountain to see if there is a village and get a snowmobile!"
"no!"
Gu Lang interrupted without thinking: "We must find the boss first! Otherwise, I won't go anywhere!"
The three of them paused, and then Han Da Xia shouted, "Why don't we split up? Gu Lang and I will go find the badger, and you go down the mountain to get the motorcycle! We'll contact each other by phone!"
Yuan Xiaoxiao thought about it for a moment, then nodded, pulled up her scarf, made an "OK" gesture, turned around, and slid down the hillside on her snowshoes.
"Be careful... watch your step!"
Gu Laosan shouted behind him, and then he saw a figure going away, which seemed to have hit a rock under the snow, and suddenly fell to the snow, screaming and rolling down the hillside. Only the cold wind slowly sent back a sentence:
"Uncle Clay..."
Old Han patted Gu Lang with a dark face, wanting to laugh but feeling quite depressed at the same time.
"Just shut up! Not talking is the greatest concern I have for you!"
Gu Laosan curled his lips, pulled up his scarf and said nothing. He was still dissatisfied in his heart, because it was clearly someone's own carelessness, but he blamed him for reminding him.
As the night deepened, the moonlight fell from overhead, and against the backdrop of the snow, the visibility around them suddenly became much higher. The two stepped on their snowboards and carefully moved eastward along the gaps between the pine trees, while paying attention to the traces around them.
Soon, as the view widened, a set of footprints on the snow appeared in front of us.
"What the hell, what is that!"
Hero Han pointed to a flesh-red object frozen into ice on the snow in front of him on the left. The object was about the size of a badger.
Gu Laosan frowned and looked for a while, then hurried over. Not long after, the cry of a salted fish could be heard in the snow:
"Boss~~Your shit is so terrible!!"