Gourmet's words caused the cabin to fall into silence.

Russell, John, and Martha all looked in shock at the boy who wished to return to hell.

No, at this moment, he should be called a man.

Only Romero frowned, stared at Gourme seriously and said: "You are a smart kid."

"You can probably tell we're going to the lair to kill people, right?"

His words were straightforward.

But Gourmet was not intimidated.

“That’s why.”

"There have been countless times when I wanted to escape, and countless times when I wanted to destroy this place with my own hands."

"The tragedy of that night has replayed in my dreams countless times."

"Please let me come with you, even if it means just being a bait."

The more Gulmei spoke, the more determined his eyes became, and the gleam in his eyes was enough to make anyone look sideways.

The others were silent upon hearing this.

Only Romero narrowed his eyes when he heard this.

I have to say, he likes this kid.

Or rather, he admired the child very much.

But even so, he would not easily make the decision to take Gourme with him.

The reason why he was brought here is that the injuries in his body are so serious that they are irreparable and only Martha's spiritual power can cure him.

It was impossible to move on with him.

Thinking of this, Romero looked at captain Russell, only to see him shaking his head silently.

Obviously, Russell decided not to take him.

Just as Romero was about to reject the little boy, the sound of bells echoed outside the cabin.

Everyone's eyes suddenly became serious.

This was Romero's warning trap, which they often used when they were stationed outside.

Now that the warning trap has been triggered, it means that someone is approaching.

Without any hesitation, they all entered combat mode.

In Gourme's vision, he saw the four people in front of him suddenly become alert.

Then Russell's cane, Romero's sunglasses, Martha's necklace, and John's ring.

All of it instantly melted into a pool of white liquid, and then spread to cover every corner of the four people's bodies.

In an instant, the four of them completed their change of clothes.

The tight-fitting white combat suit was outlined with circles of simple golden lines. The overall look was sharp and full of metallic texture.

A strange sun pattern is engraved on everyone's chest.

Gourme opened his mouth, but found himself so surprised that he couldn't say anything.

This…this…

What is this?! Did he walk into a movie set?

Gourmet suddenly found that everything before him seemed beyond his understanding.

Before he could continue to be surprised, the four battle-hardened men had already made the next move.

With almost no communication, Russell, Romero and John worked together to break down the wall of the cabin and rushed outside.

The drifting snow and wind rushed into the dilapidated house.

The burning bonfire suddenly began to flicker, as if it would be crushed by the wind and snow in the next second.

Feeling the painful snowflakes scratching his face, before Gurme could react, he was picked up by Martha who had not left yet.

Then, the scenery in front of me began to recede rapidly.

Martha held him in her arms and plunged into the snow.

The snow and wind that were as sharp as knives in this weather were melted directly by the rising heat when they reached him.

Gourme did not struggle. He knew that Martha's strength, which could easily smash the walls of the wooden house, was beyond the ability of an ordinary twelve-year-old child like him to resist.

He just wanted to try to see what happened to the three people who had rushed into the snowstorm before.

But as the wooden house with its walls broken through collapsed in the wind and snow, the flickering campfire that pierced the darkness also disappeared.

………………………………

In the fluffy snow.

A group of people wearing thick coats moved forward with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

Under the cover of night, the endless snow and wind covered up their footprints, as if no one had ever passed by.

In such an environment, even the absolute elite may accidentally encounter some sophisticated trap without realizing it.

"I heard that they got a good batch of goods from Southeast Asia this time."

"I really want to go see if there are any tender ones."

Chit-chat sounded among the team.

However, the team leader immediately interrupted in the team communication channel: "Silence, wait until we finish our patrol and then go back to talk about this."

"Aren't the several countries in nearby Northern Europe accepting our existence?"

"Occasionally, a few goods get lost and the police are called. We can use our connections to suppress them and then bring them back for a good cleansing."

“Is there any need for patrolling?”

One of the team members said so.

Obviously, he was dissatisfied with having to patrol on such a snowy and windy night.

"An order is an order."

The team leader stopped and glared at the complaining team members behind him with dissatisfaction.

"Haha, what a bullshit order?!"

"Who would sneak up on us in such a snowy day?"

The team member obviously didn't care that the captain had glared at him just now.

They are all desperate criminals living on the edge of a knife, and orders are nothing but shit. Only this team leader is a mercenary hired with a high salary, and he still cares about the so-called mission given by his superiors.

"snort."

The team leader snorted coldly and said no more, continuing to move forward against the wind and snow ahead.

The team member who had been complaining sneered at this and said, "Those people above must be selecting new goods. They are feeling comfortable. I..."

The voice stopped abruptly.

The team leader who was walking in front without looking back raised his eyebrows, and was a little surprised that the team's voice had quieted down.

However, before he had taken two steps, he could not help but pause, and his raised feet were suspended in mid-air.

wrong!

They didn't keep radio silence, so even if they didn't talk, you should be able to hear their breathing through the microphone, right? !

Cold sweat instantly broke out and was then absorbed by the thick and heavy clothes that wrapped him tightly.

The team leader turned around nervously.

Even with goggles, the dense trees and howling snow and wind still have a great impact on vision.

But no matter how great the impact was, it was impossible for him not to see his teammates right behind him.

Where are his three desperado teammates? !

Even if something happened, shouldn't we make a sound on the radio communication channel?

The squad leader swallowed.

Everywhere I looked, there was only endless snow and darkness.

In the vast snowy forest, the team leader stood there alone.

An indescribable fear surged in my heart.

Suddenly, a slight breathing sound and a stranger's voice came from the silent communication channel: "Look back."

The team leader turned his head, suppressing his trembling.

But what I still saw was the endless darkness, dense trees, and howling wind and snow.

As soon as I let out a breath, a sharp pain came from my chest.

Looking down, I saw a hand passing through my chest.

Holding his still beating hot heart.

(End of this chapter)