(Time Travel + Space + Ancient Martial Arts + 1v1 + Patriotism) The descendants of the great shaman priest have dwindled. Unable to bear it, the old ancestor sends a modern orphan girl to the 1960s...
In the forest, a hunting dog barked wildly and ran in one direction, while the soldier holding it was dragged along, stumbling and jogging forward.
He shouted to the people behind him, "Quick! There might be a clue!"
Hearing the shouts, the people behind quickened their pace.
Suddenly, the hunting dog stopped beside a dead tree and nudged the snow with its head. Suddenly, a piece of blood-stained gauze was revealed, and it barked wildly at the gauze.
The soldier leading the dog dug through the snow, picked up the wad of gauze, and exclaimed with delight, "This is the gauze! It's what that woman changed out of when she was injured!"
As the soldier spoke, the other soldiers began searching the surrounding area.
"Here!" someone shouted, and the others chased after them.
"there!"
"Chase!"
The last person in the group left a mark, and then the rest of the group chased after them.
*
In a sheltered mountain hollow, Anmo dug a smokeless stove. On one side, he was boiling water with snow in a teacup, and on the other side, he was roasting roe deer meat.
"That's the good thing about living deep in the mountains; you can easily catch some kind of animal."
"That's right, we were also very lucky, we didn't encounter any large carnivores."
An Moxue smiled mysteriously, said nothing, and continued what she was doing.
"We need to hurry, otherwise it will be troublesome if we get caught up."
"Keep an eye on the meat. I'll process this roe deer hide and put it on the sled." An Moxue said, taking handfuls of snow and rubbing it onto the roe deer hide.
The two ate some roe deer meat, drank hot water, refilled the water bottle, changed the dressing on Fifty-Eight's arm, and took the smoked roe deer meat with them. "That way we'll have enough food for the next few days."
"Come on. Be careful not to aggravate the wound on your leg."
Yes, I will.
The two set off again, and the next section was uphill, so they couldn't use the sleds and had to walk.
Once they reached the hillside, An Moxue took out a compass, looked at it, and handed it to Fifty-Eight, saying, "Look, I'm thinking of going that way, and then going around from there. What do you think?"
Fifty-eight said, "I'll listen to you. I feel like you have more jungle experience than I do."
"Okay, as long as you trust me, I will definitely get you out of danger safely. Let's go."
This time, a roe deer hide was laid on the sled, making it warmer and more comfortable to sit on.
Fifty-eight had been emboldened by An Moxue's extreme speed and was no longer as apprehensive as he had been at the beginning; instead, he felt a sense of excitement.
Those in their line of work are both patient and daring, always seeking exciting experiences to feel like they are still themselves.
After crossing another mountain, with a steep cliff ahead, An Moxue said, "Climbing over from here will save a lot of time. Here, let me re-bandage your wound to prevent it from reopening when we climb."
As An Moxue spoke, she tightened the bandage on Wushiba's wound again, "After we go up, we can re-bandage it so it won't burst open."
"Thank you, you are very skilled in external wound care."
An Moxue laughed freely and said, "It's alright. In our line of work, what's there to be afraid of? The real fear is not knowing enough. If you don't know how to use it, you could lose your life."
"I've heard your legend. I never expected headquarters would send you to rescue me this time. I'm very lucky."
“I was lucky enough to save you in time. Let’s go!” An Moxue said, taking out a rope and handing one end to Fifty-Eight. “Tie it around your waist and follow me.”
After An Moxue finished speaking, she tossed a packet of powder downwards. Fifty-eight looked at her with a puzzled expression. "Find some friends to help us hold off those soldiers. The soldiers of the 17th Division are all brave and skilled fighters; it's only a matter of time before they catch up with us. Therefore, we must create as many obstacles as possible within the limited time we have. That way, we can stop them. The animals in the forest are still quite adorable,"
Next, Wu Ba witnessed what it meant to climb a snow rock with bare hands. An Mohe only had a dagger in his hand, and a silk rope was tied around his waist, connecting him to Wu Ba.
During the climb, An Moxue couldn't help but joke, "I've set another record for myself; it's the first time I've ever climbed a steep mountain wall that's entirely covered in snow."
"Me too, keep it up!"
*
After pursuing them for a while, the soldiers of the 17th Division finally confirmed one thing: they were using tools to move very fast. Although some traces along the way were buried by the howling wind and snow, some traces were still left behind.
"Captain, we also need to think of a way to make some tools, otherwise it will be difficult to catch up with them."
"Spread out, use whatever you have, each of you make a simple sled, and then we'll chase," the captain ordered.
The crowd dispersed and got busy.
*
The two reached the top of the mountain and looked back down. An Moxue said happily, "Look, our little darlings who helped us have arrived."
A pack of wolves, led by the old wolf, approached the cliff face; the one with the broken tail must be the wolf king.
Looking at the pack of wolves, which numbered seventy or eighty, An Moxue muttered to herself, "I wonder how Gale and Lightning are doing?"
Her words drifted away on the mountain breeze, and she asked, "What?"
She smiled and pointed it out to her, "Look, the last one is the wolf king. The ones leading the pack are the most experienced old wolves, followed by the adult wolves, then the mother wolf and her cubs, then the thin old wolves, the one with the broken tail is still an adult wolf, and finally the wolf king."
“Animals are very united. At least when they fight against external enemies, they don’t have traitors who betray their country like humans do.”
As she tended to Fifty-Eight's wounds, she said, "Yes, let's go! Once we get out of this area, it will be difficult for them to catch up with us again."
After a while, she said, "It's good, it didn't crack at all. After loosening it, you have to be careful. That will only be temporary. It won't be a problem if the blood flow is not good for a short time, but it won't work in the long run, so it's better to loosen it a little now."
After treating Wu Ba's wound, she looked at the slope she was about to walk on; this slope was much gentler than the other.
"Look, even the mountains are on our side. We will definitely be able to get out of here safely."
After listening to her words and looking at the slope ahead, Wu Ba had more confidence in An Moxue's words and felt that it wouldn't be difficult to get out safely.
"Yes, I believe the hardest part is over. Victory is about to be ours!"
"Set off!"
"Set off!"
The two men spoke loudly at the same time, then looked at each other and smiled.
An Moxue was still in front, followed by Wushiba. "This time the slope is the steepest, so you must hold on tight to me."
"good."
As they descended rapidly, the wind and snow particles they encountered stung their faces, burning them. At the same time, their hearts burned with excitement, for they were getting closer and closer to safety.