16 years

Chapter 194 "Why not go?"

Ten days later, a sharp cooling in the Arctic Ocean swept across the Bering Strait, and even the temperature on Wrangel Island dropped by more than 20 degrees.

Feng Lei and the others hurried, shortening the original half-month journey by one-third, and finally arrived at the crossing point when the temperature dropped.

They rested at the predetermined coordinates for two days, collected information about the strait, used equipment records to calculate the temperature for the next week, and finally set the departure time in the early morning three days later.

In fact, the concept of "early morning" is a bit tasteless to them. After a sharp drop in temperature, the frozen Bering Strait brings a long polar night. 24 hours a day, they only have a little less than an hour. Gray light.

The crossing distance chosen by Feng Lei and the others is about [-] to [-] kilometers. If it is on land, it can be crossed in an hour or two. However, in order to ensure safety, they stretched the distance progress target very long.

Feng Lei finally set the time for crossing the strait to [-] hours, and Fu Yan will set off [-] hours after they set off, including the return journey by helicopter. If everything goes well, they should be able to meet on the other side of the strait.

But to everyone's surprise, Feng Lei and the others suddenly lost contact across the board nine hours after departure.

In order to ensure safety, they carried satellite communications, and would feed back the situation of their location to the logistics command on Wrangel Island every half an hour.

But before half an hour, the feedback that should have arrived in time did not appear.

The chief of staff who stayed on Wrangel Island was Feng Lei's old partner. Almost a second after receiving the news of the loss of contact, he "bounced" out of the command room and went straight to the communication point.

Fu Yan and the others were making final preparations before departure, but upon hearing the news, each other's hearts sank.

In order to ensure smooth communication, the communication point was set up on the ice in the open air. The staff officer ran over with long strides and grabbed a guard next to him.

"No news yet?!" he asked.

"Not yet." The young guard had a bitter face, his cheeks were flushed with cold, and he was about to sniff his nose once he said a word: "We have already called through the emergency contact channel, but we haven't received any news yet. accidents."

"What is an unexpected situation!" said the chief of staff, "Be clear!"

Liu Ruosong chased from behind, gently grabbed the chief of staff's arm, and asked the guard next to him, "Is it snowing over there?"

"No." The guard quickly replied: "It's just frozen, and there is no sign of snow. The day of departure was finally selected, and it is definitely sunny."

"That's okay." Liu Ruosong said: "There is no blizzard, at least it means that there is no particularly bad environmental impact. Before departure, Captain Feng made several plans for crossing the Bering Sea, and also slowed down the speed so that there would be no accidents." What happened. Maybe the communication was temporarily cut off."

Hearing what he said, the chief of staff barely cooled his anxiety a bit. He let go of the guard and couldn't help but paced around twice.

"Continue to call." The chief of staff said, "If you have any news, please let me know."

As he spoke, he looked back at Fu Yan and the others who were chasing after him, with a hesitant expression on his face: "There is a problem over there, and I'm still not sure what the reason is. If that's the case, are you going to set off as planned?"

Before the end of the world, Feng Lei's military rank was neither high nor low, and he only wandered around in the middle of the military region. The chief of staff has partnered with him for so long, and it's okay to assist in a small-scale battle. He really doesn't know enough about this kind of cross-sea warfare.

Fu Yan hangs his eyes and thinks for a while, then says, "Leave as usual."

"But--"

The chief of staff was a little hesitant. He wanted to say that if the team over there could not reach the scheduled location on time, then Fu Yan and the others might face the result of fighting alone.

But this possibility is too unlucky, unless it is necessary, he doesn't want to guess like this.

"We cross the sea according to the plan, and then we can meet them along the way." Fu Yan said: "If we fail to meet them there, then this mission will be changed to a reconnaissance mission, and we will return the same way when the time comes. "

"What about the fuel problem?" asked the chief of staff.

"We will carry some on the plane." Fu Yan said: "If there is not enough fuel, we will throw a plane on the spot."

Military helicopters are expensive, and he would throw them away without batting an eyelid. If Zhao Jincheng was around, Bao Buqi would call him a prodigal.

Although Fu Yan's injury was almost healed, in order to avoid unexpected situations, he still gave up his stance.

Major Sparrowhawk finally got his wish and got his hands on the joystick.But because the cloud of Feng Lei's loss of contact was still hanging over his head, he seemed a little unhappy.

This time, in addition to the special operations team, some active personnel from the reconnaissance company were also on the plane. The narrow cabin was full, and the atmosphere of silence spread silently, making the atmosphere quite depressing.

Even a little girl like He Tang who couldn't help chirping was speechless all the way, let alone Fu Yan.

Crossing the sea with a helicopter is not an easy task. The height and design of the helicopter cannot be compared with that of a fighter jet. Never let go.

Because Feng Lei lost contact, all communication channels must follow them first. If Fu Yan and the others don't take the initiative to connect to the communication, they will not receive any news from there.

The sky above the Bering Strait was covered with cold fog and frost visible to the naked eye. The helicopter was bumping in the air. Liu Ruosong's face turned pale, but he couldn't help but look down.

There were large chunks of crushed ice floating on the sea below the helicopter, and the waves in the distance were churning, freezing into ice edges at the moment of rising, and shattering into floating light at the moment of falling into the sea.

There was silence in the communicator, Liu Ruosong could even hear the wind whistling outside.

Three hours later, the helicopter hovered across the Bering Sea. He Feng, who opened the way ahead, asked Fu Yan for his opinion, then turned around and headed towards Feng Lei's scheduled landing point.

He Tang followed closely behind, but before he reached the predetermined point, he heard a pop of electricity coming from the communication headset, and then the public channel was connected.

"The team that crossed the sea has been found." The chief of staff's voice was hoarse, and he looked a little tired: "They are faster than the scheduled time and have arrived at the scheduled point."

Liu Ruosong couldn't help but smile when he heard the words, but before exchanging eyes with Fu Yan, he heard the chief of staff take a deep breath in the earphone.

"But—some problems have arisen." The chief of staff seemed to be unable to continue, and his tone suddenly became hurried: "I don't know the specific situation. You can ask those team members after you meet up."

After he finished speaking, he hastily put away the line, Fu Yan's expression turned solemn, and he couldn't help but glance down at the action watch on his wrist.

Feng Lei's scheduled time was [-] hours, and now it is a few hours ahead of schedule. Judging from the tone of the chief of staff, Fu Yan doesn't think this is a good thing.

The helicopters quickly landed at the predetermined point one after the other. He Feng moved faster than them and had already connected with the army team. Fu Yan was one step behind. A wet sleeve couldn't stop crying.

Fu Yan's heart skipped a beat, and he guessed something almost immediately.

He Feng saw him coming from the corner of his eyes, reached out and patted the man's shoulder, turned around and walked towards Fu Yan.

"They encountered crushed ice." He Feng said in a low voice: "There was a piece of ice that was not frozen tightly. It was fine when the car drove over, but when it was pressed over, the ice shattered, and a large piece of it was broken. Captain Feng broke the back for them. Yes, the car got stuck and didn't come out."

Fu Yan glanced at the crying man not far away.

"That's their deputy." He Feng said: "When the car sank into the ice hole, Captain Feng actually jumped out of the window, but he had nowhere to use his strength and he didn't jump far enough, so he still fell down—they dragged One sleeve was caught, but it was useless, the momentum was too great, and the person was gone at that time."

There is a bottomless sea under the ice of the Bering Strait. Once a person gets involved, even the dead body may not be found.

Fu Yan couldn't help but close his eyes, shaking his body invisibly.

He Feng grabbed his arm and said worriedly: "Captain, are you alright?"

Fu Yan shook his head, his eyes fell on the sleeves of the man's arms, and his eyes moved slightly.

"Let's end all of this early." Fu Yan sighed softly.

He Feng obviously felt the same way, sighed and nodded.

"By the way, but there is one more thing." He Feng said: "They found the trace of Joe Eden."

"...What?" Fu Yan asked.

"Traces of Joe Eden." He Feng repeated with a delicate expression: "According to them, they found traces of an unfamiliar convoy landing near the landing point."

Fu Yan's expression suddenly became very strange.

He frowned slightly, and his eyes were empty for a moment, but they were quickly narrowed again, and the whole person fell into an inexplicable state of contemplation.

He Feng originally thought that he was thinking about the trace, but after waiting for a while, he didn't see him speak, so he couldn't help stretching out his hand and shaking it in front of his eyes.

"Captain?" He Feng asked.

"Well——" Fu Yan came back to his senses and said, "Go on."

"That trace was found on the mountain near the landing point." He Feng said: "It stands to reason that the environment here is so bad that it would disappear after a few days of running a car, but there are traces of artificial excavation near the mountain road. Their team There are scouts here, so I kept an eye on it, checked the vicinity for a while, and found a small path."

"Where does it lead?" Fu Yan asked.

"... leading to the part of no man's land that you drew the range map before." He Feng said.

He Feng obviously also felt that this clue came too soon and too timely, as if they had carefully arranged a plan and prepared a carpet search, but when they crossed the sea and looked, the banner "My door is always open" had already been hung on the opposite side.

He frowned while speaking, showing a rare hesitation.

"Then in this situation, should we investigate according to this clue?" He Feng asked.

"Go." Fu Yan said, "Why don't you go?"