Condes Mountains
The recent rampant poaching of cheetahs in the Condes Mountains has attracted great attention from government departments.
The influx of more rare animals into the market will not only fail to alleviate the phenomenon of high prices caused by the previous shortage of numbers, but will also most likely make people flock to them even more.
In order to prevent more criminals from being attracted to the snow-capped mountains to poach, tougher and more powerful measures must be taken.
In addition to bringing forward the deadline for forest ranger selection, the government also dispatched a new action team to take charge of this matter.
The poaching team called "Cheetah" is still too unfamiliar to everyone. The exact number of members is unknown, and their identities are also rarely known. Currently, only a few of their members have left any clues.
Their whereabouts are uncertain and it is impossible to confirm their specific hiding place.
If we fail to advance the crackdown on the Cheetah and allow it to go unpunished, unpredictable consequences will occur.
This time, the higher-ups are determined to catch them all in one fell swoop, and the action team has been making careful deployments since a long time ago.
The action team consists of about a dozen members, led by Ye Shan. The main force has sneaked into the small town of Kandas, disguising themselves as various outsiders to hide their identities.
Some of them arrived three months ago and now blend in completely with the town’s residents.
Maybe among the people they met at the market at noon, there were members of Ye Shan’s team.
The reason why the action team did not choose to enter the town from the entrance in a high-profile manner was to avoid alerting any "Cheetah" members lurking in the town.
Only Ye Shan and Joseph actually went up the mountain as the advance team. They also disguised themselves as explorers and planned to find Myron first to learn more about the poachers.
The information that colleagues who had come to inquire about the news earlier passed on to the headquarters was not comprehensive, and much of it was hearsay.
Mellen, who lives on the snow-capped mountains and has fought with the "Cheetah" in real life, is the most useful source of information.
Ding Can folded his hands over his chest, his brows relaxed. "So the reason you were being so vague with Tuna just now was to protect her, right?"
Ye Shan stood there with her arms folded and a cold expression, without responding to this question.
"Ah?" Dasong looked at her in surprise, obviously finding her words a little unexpected and failing to understand their meaning.
Ding Can flexed his shoulders a few times. "Didn't I just tell you that the task force didn't come with a big fanfare? It was to avoid attracting the Cheetah's attention. Once the vicious poachers learned of the team's presence, they would definitely take precautions, and might even attack and injure people."
She continued to explain patiently, "If poachers find out that Tuna, as someone who knows the task force, knows about this, she'll likely be in danger."
According to Tuna, in order to persuade those outsiders who wanted to explore the mountains to return in time, she spent most of her time at the entrance to the mountain, the location closest to the snow-capped mountains.
Poachers were rampant in the mountains, so entering the mountain pass was naturally under the eyes and ears of the poachers. In addition, Tuna had a good relationship with the old forest ranger, so maybe Tuna was being monitored secretly.
In this situation, the less she knew about the truth that the action team came to investigate, the greater protection it would be for her.
Dasong suddenly realized that he had misunderstood them. At first he thought they were cold and difficult to approach, but these two people were completely cold on the outside but warm on the inside.
It's just that his outward attitude seems a little cold.
He didn't feel embarrassed and apologized readily: "I'm sorry, I misunderstood you just now. I thought you were arrogant."
It's not his fault that he was mistaken. After all, when they first met, the two of them did look aggressive and not easy to mess with.
But Ye Shan’s next words almost choked him.
"I really didn't take you seriously," she said, looking Dasong and Ding Can up and down a few times, shaking her head slightly. "Luckily the car broke down, otherwise I really think you would have frozen to death before you could even reach the mountain."
It turned out that he knew they were shivering in the back seat. Ding Can curled his lips and could only smile awkwardly.
Hearing this, Dasong became interested again and ignored the sarcasm in Ye Shan's words: "So, why aren't you afraid of the cold?"
"The training in the action team is rigorous, and the training bases are spread all over the world. We have seen and experienced all kinds of extreme environments and have long adapted to them."
Ye Shan stared ahead, recalling every detail of those years.
Every three years, the special operations team searches for highly qualified children from around the world, and the age limit is seven years old.
There were many children in the family. Ye Shan was only six years old at that time, and she had a younger sister and a younger brother.
The poor family could not afford to support so many children. When the instructor in charge of recruiting for the training camp came to their home, her father sent her to the training camp in the hope of having fewer mouths to feed.
"Captain Ye is very powerful. You will know when you have the chance to witness her skills." Joseph walked over, his muscles tensed as he walked, and he looked full of strength.
The two of them seemed to be completely unaffected by the cold.
It is really hard to imagine what kind of intense training can forge the human body to such an extent.
"Okay, don't waste time." Ye Shan hammered his biceps hard, opened the car door and got in.
However, the car slowed down a lot during the next part of the journey, and it wasn't as cold as before.
Ten minutes later, the outline of the mountain hut finally appeared in front of them.
There were several low wooden houses standing in the wind and snow. There were no trees on the side to block their view. They were very conspicuous in a large open space. Their locations must have been specially selected so that climbers in need of help could find rescue quickly.
At this moment, smoke was coming out of the chimney of one of the rooms, and no one knew what was cooking there.
Ye Shan strode to the front and knocked on the door a few times.
The wind and snow were howling so loudly that the door was opened directly from the inside, and even the sound of footsteps coming along could not be heard.
Ding Can saw the person coming clearly. He was an old man with a head full of white hair, which was very sparse on the top of his head. He had a Mediterranean hairstyle and his face was full of wrinkles. Even the beard on both sides of his chin was not a single color other than silver.
The originally azure eyeballs had become cloudy, but the gaze was not affected and still looked over with bright eyes.
"Come in, I've been waiting for you for a while."
He made room at the door, turned around slightly hunched, and went back into the house. Several people at the door followed him in at the same time.
The falling snow fell on the warm ground before them, quickly melting into the shape of water droplets, and the wooden door was closed again.
The previous speculation was correct. There was indeed something boiling in the pot. The lid was not covered, and bubbles and steam were bubbling out. The sweet smell drifted into the nose along with the curling hot steam. It was a pot of milk tea. After experiencing the cold, I felt happy to smell such a fragrance.
There were two long benches placed randomly around the stove, and Myron sat directly on a thick mat on the floor.
"Please sit down first."
Dasong straightened his expression, stood up straight, and greeted him first: "Hello, Mr. Myron, my name is Dasong, and we are the two pre-selected forest rangers who have come here to report."
"Hello, I'm Ding Can. I'm sorry to bother you with the next step."
"I see. It's not that important. You won't see many people here all year round anyway. Don't worry too much about social etiquette. Sit down." Myron yawned. Maybe because of his old age and poor physical strength, he looked drowsy.
He glanced quickly at Ding Can who was next to Dasong.
What's going on? This person doesn't seem to be very satisfied with herself. She is not ignorant of etiquette.
"This is made with deer milk and black tea. I also added some ginger slices and flower petals to remove the mutton smell." Although Myron looked frail, his hands were very steady. The milk tea he scooped up with a spoon just reached three-quarters of the cup.
And the amount of water in the four people's cups was exactly the same.
Dasong held the milk in his hands and took a small sip. The rich milky aroma spread between his lips and teeth, greatly satisfying his taste buds.
His eyes suddenly widened and he nodded vigorously at Ding Can beside him, indicating that the drink was delicious.
The taste is indeed significantly different from all the milk teas I have had before. It has a strong milky flavor. Although there are a lot of ginger slices in it, they are neutralized by the unique fragrance of sugar cubes and flower petals, creating a wonderful taste.
Ding Can praised sincerely: "Your craftsmanship is really good."
Myron didn't appreciate it. Instead, he snorted coldly and went back to fiddling with the charcoal fire.
Even Dasong noticed the change in Myron's attitude and asked tentatively, "Mr. Myron, what's wrong with you?"
"A girl is weak and delicate, why would she be a forest ranger in the snowy mountains? Be careful not to fail to protect the forest and lose your life first. I don't know why those people chose you." Myron said coldly without disguising anything.
I understand now. It turns out that he looks down on me. Ding Can is not going to argue with the old man. No matter how much he says, it is better to prove it with actions.
Besides, she seemed to be a little overwhelmed by the task. She was almost paralyzed by the cold wind just now. It would probably take some time for her to adapt to the cold.
"What do you mean? Just because she's a woman, you deny all the hard work and dedication she put in? She also defeated many people to be able to stand before you."
Before the person involved could say anything, Ye Shan couldn't help but speak up for her.
Myron lowered his eyes and said, "How many women can endure the harsh environment on the snowy mountains?"
"I'm just an example. I'm not afraid to tell you that there are almost no people in the army who can beat me with fists and feet."
Born in a family that favors boys over girls, Ye Shan found such words particularly harsh.
Since she started training at a young age, there have been very few female students around her. Faced with the skeptical gazes of others, she became more and more determined and determined to change the public's prejudice against women.
Men have innate physical advantages, so they work hard to improve their physical fitness and constantly challenge human limits.
He often saw others looking at him with contempt on the training ground, so he would use his fists to beat them into submission, until his scores in all tests were among the best, and the negative voices around him gradually disappeared.
When she graduated, her name was at the top of the rankings and no one dared to look down on her anymore.
What Myron said just now was simply a joke to Ye Shanlei. Even though he had already made a comeback, it was still easy to get angry when he heard such remarks.
If the opponent wasn't an old man and the victory wasn't fair, she would really like to throw a couple of punches to vent her anger. It would be best if she could beat him into submission.
Seeing the tense atmosphere, Dasong tried to ease it. "Mr. Myron didn't mean that. He just felt bad for Ding Can and was worried that she would have a hard time here."
"That's better." Ye Shan turned her head away.
The two of them left a bad impression on each other when they first met, and it would definitely be more difficult for them to get along with each other in the future. Dasong sighed in his heart. It was his fault that he couldn't stand this awkward atmosphere.
"By the way, they're here to inquire about the Cheetah. I've seen them both out there, and they're incredibly skilled. This time, I'm sure they can help you fulfill your wish and capture them all."
The light from the burning charcoal reflected right in the center of Myron's eyes. He didn't blink for a long time: "They are not that easy to deal with."
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