Chapter 1388
Chapter 1388 Those Who Come and Go, Second Update (5)_1
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"Can you make anything out?" Becca Reyes’s cold face turned pale as she asked Flossie Wright.
Becca Reyes was from the southern region, where she only experienced spring and summer, and the coldest it ever got was around ten degrees. She had never adapted to cold weather.
During their rookie selection training, they had undergone several cold resistance exercises, but they weren’t focused on training, and this year they had even less opportunity to do so. As a result, Becca Reyes, whenever in cold weather, would turn pale and tremble.
Simply from the cold.
"I can’t see anything." Flossie Wright shrugged.
The moment they flew in, they were dropped into this kind of place without any instructions; only a ghost would know the intent of the person behind the scenes.
There were still traces to follow.
The heavy snow fell thickly, like goose feathers, a spectacular and beautiful sight in this silent mountain area.
But, it was exactly because of the heavy snow that many traces were covered up.
They stood on a clear patch of ground, but there was clearly a path leading up to the mountain peak.
It was very narrow, and even rugged.
After walking a few steps upward, Flossie Wright bent down, her slender fingers moving in the snow, sweeping away some of the loose snow to reveal traces of soil.
"Someone went up this road."
Pulling back her cold, reddened fingers, Flossie Wright turned her head towards Becca Reyes and said.
If she could find it, the others could too.
Gradually, the swearing decreased by a lot, as the talk turned toward these traces and speculation ensued.
"Shall we go up?"
Walking over with Belinda Nichols, Becca Reyes asked,
showing some eagerness.
Regardless of whether there were people up there, with Becca Reyes’s current condition, she needed to move around.
Otherwise, freezing to death upon arrival would be truly embarrassing.
"Let’s go up and take a look!"
Before Flossie Wright could answer, a clear voice rose from behind Becca Reyes.
It was the energetic Iris Dukes.
After a glance at her, Flossie Wright looked away and nodded, "Let’s go up."
If they were meant to just wait, there was no need to be brought to such a place; the traces here were so obvious...
They had to choose between going up the mountain or down.
Flossie Wright chose to go up the mountain because "the higher you stand, the farther you see"; at the very least, she wanted a clear view of the current terrain.
This place was completely unknown to her, and she could not act rashly.
"Then let’s go," Becca Reyes agreed enthusiastically.
Belinda Nichols didn’t say anything, indicating she had no objections.
"You don’t mind if we join you, do you?"
Before the four had even started walking, Stuart Weston’s voice drifted over.
Accompanying him was the sunny and handsome Rowdy Brightwill.
"Whatever," Flossie Wright said.
With Flossie Wright’s assent, the two men successfully joined their group.
After reaching an agreement, the group of six set out.
The rest of the navy had also decided to head up the mountain, for with their outfits, if they continued to stay any longer, even the strongest bodies would freeze into ice pops.
Flossie Wright and her comrades were in the middle position. The navy personnel walking in front led the charge with vigor, rushing forward as if they had been injected with adrenaline, full of energy.
About half an hour later.
They spotted a clear area beside the road that had no people, but it clearly had messy boot prints, and the narrow mountain trail they were walking on had even more distinct footprints.
"This road is really hard to walk on," Becca Reyes couldn’t help but complain.
Pausing briefly, she quickly rubbed her cold, red fingers together, while trying to breathe warmth onto them and transfer heat.
Belinda Nichols stopped in front of her, turned around, and looked at the frigidly cold Becca Reyes before suddenly saying, "We’re almost there."
Becca Reyes nodded with tears in her eyes.
It was such a difficult journey.
The snow was deep, and the mountain road was steep. A moment’s inattention could send you sliding down, which was even more challenging than walking through the jungle.
Especially since it was cold and we were dressed lightly.
Even for such a short distance, I now am so cold that I’ve lost all feeling in my limbs.
I even feel that if someone were to chop off my hands right now, I wouldn’t feel it.
"Here, let me take your hand."
Stuart Weston, who had been following behind her, quickened his pace, stepping forward a few steps and forcefully grabbed Becca Reyes’s hands.
Becca Reyes’s instinct was to pull away.
But Stuart Weston held on tightly, and she, already depleted of strength, couldn’t break free.
Becca Reyes furrowed her brow tightly.
Then someone patted her shoulder.
Turning around, she saw Rowdy Brightwill standing behind her.
"Give a comrade a chance to help each other out."
With a smiling face, Rowdy Brightwill persuaded her, his eyes curving into crescents.
Becca Reyes pressed her lips together, raised her eyebrows and eyes, and looking at the earnest Stuart Weston beside her, she thought better of it and gave up struggling.
She let him lead her by the hand.
Step by step, the two moved forward.
Rowdy Brightwill stood behind, watching the two walk away; his smile gradually faded.
It was so cold.
Yet Flossie Wright had walked too fast, he didn’t even get a chance to "help each other out."
Heaving a sigh of resignation, Rowdy Brightwill looked ahead at the road and didn’t delay any longer, hastening his pace.
Just like Belinda Nichols had said—"We’re almost there."
The mountaintop was only about two kilometers away.
But for Becca Reyes and her fellow travelers, that last two kilometers took them a solid half an hour to conquer.
The issue of physical strength was bearable, but the last part of the journey was nearly a seventy-degree incline with no obstacles to pull themselves up with; they could only rely on their own strength to climb.
Moreover, they didn’t have any climbing equipment.
The six of them had supported each other to climb that steep slope.
"We finally made it."
Upon reaching the mountaintop, Becca Reyes collapsed onto the ground.
Aside from her body heat and sweat, she wasn’t as cold anymore, but her strength was nearly depleted, and she had to hurry to rest.
Flossie Wright and her group were all somewhat tired, standing on the edge of the mountaintop and looking out into the open space.
It was Iris Dukes, petite and delicate yet bursting with energy, who stood out even among the two robust men, Rowdy Brightwill and Stuart Weston, who couldn’t help but admit—
Impressive!
Iris Dukes expressed her surprise.
Just like her, Flossie Wright and the others noticed something strange.
As they had expected, there were indeed many soldiers on the mountaintop.
Land, sea, and air forces, their different colored uniforms indicated their affiliations.
This mountaintop, at a rough estimate, probably had around fifty or sixty people present.
What caught their attention was a scene not far away where a fight was breaking out.
Six male soldiers were attacking one female soldier!
— End of Chapter 1388 —