There were many factors that interfered with her sleep quality, such as the howling of the snowstorm, the anxiety in her heart, the stares and whispers of the 'devil' outside the house... She spent the entire night in a light sleep, and every time the wood in the stove clicked
The crackling sound would make her eyelashes tremble, and the light-transmitting eyelids were full of figures moving and whispering.
This process was very torturous, and the torture ended with an uncontrollable exclamation the next morning.
Hearing the exclamation that was close to a scream, the huntress immediately jumped up from the thick fur, took off the wooden bow from her body in a half-kneeling position, pulled out an arrow and put it on the bowstring, aiming at the source of the exclamation.
With the bow fully drawn, the fatigue all over the body seemed to be injected into the wooden bow that was ready to go from the contraction and expansion of the back.
But after seeing clearly the source of the scream as the bow and arrow were pointed, she was stunned and slowly put down the wooden bow in her hand.
By the window of the wooden house, Dusha, who was wearing a bearskin hat, was holding her hands on the window sill with excitement, leaning her head toward the open wooden window and chattering. In the wooden bow of the female hunter, a few rays of light outside the window
Snowflakes drifted in with the wind, fell on the floor of the wooden house, and melted in the heat of the fire.
The snowstorm stopped.
After the huntress realized this, she immediately put away her wooden bow and walked quickly to the wooden window. Even Dusha, who had always been harsh to her and wished she would die immediately, had no intention of paying attention to her now, and devoted herself to the blizzard.
In the joy of stopping.
The cuckoo clock pointed to seven in the morning, and Adam, an American who had been keeping vigil for the last shift, did not show any signs of depression. On the contrary, he looked out the window with great excitement at the dim world where the sky was still dark but the roaring wind and snow had disappeared.
The most surprising and relieved thing is that as the blizzard ended, those golden-eyed 'devils' also disappeared, and no ghosts could be seen in the dim coniferous forest... Everything disappeared with the blizzard.
Gone, those whispers and black outlines are like hallucinations in the snow.
"This is really..." The female hunter also had joy on her face.
"When did the snowstorm stop?" Vika, who also woke up and found this scene, quickly asked happily.
"Half an hour ago, the snowstorm suddenly subsided. I thought it was an illusion at first, so I waited by the window for a long time and found that the snowstorm had really subsided!" Adam's face was rosy, and he was beaming with joy.
"Where are those...things?" the huntress asked quickly.
"They disappeared along with the blizzard. When the blizzard was about to end, they retreated deep into the coniferous forest. When the blizzard was over, there was no one left."
"Those monsters can only appear in snowstorms?" Dusha asked.
"Not necessarily, it may only appear at night, just like the legendary vampires." Adam, an American who is a senior vampire fan, put forward his own opinion.
"I told you that snowstorms here usually don't last more than three days." Vika was more concerned about the disappearance of the group of devils than the snowstorm. He breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but say.
After saying that, he looked at the KGB Lieutenant Colonel on the side. Everyone looked at the man who looked like an iron tower with a vague look. After all, he was the one who initially "alarmed" that the blizzard might not get through for several days. But they found out The lieutenant colonel's expression at this moment did not show the slightest embarrassment or relaxation. Instead, it was as deep as a pool of water as always, and his eyes under the dark brows were staring intently at the depths of the coniferous forest.
"Okay, okay, now that the blizzard has passed, you should think about leaving here." Adam quickly smoothed things over, as if he was afraid that someone would suddenly say something weird and make the lieutenant colonel unhappy, leading to a conflict or something. .Now their top priority is to escape from here.
"How far is it from the town? I got lost here and don't know the distance." Adam looked at the two locals, Vika and Huntress.
"It's a two-hour journey. It's okay in the woods. If we take the road on the road, considering that the snow on the road will be very deep after a snowstorm, it will probably take about three to four hours." Vika calculated and said.
"Keep it on guard for five hours. We still have wounded people to deal with." The huntress said suddenly.
"You want to take him on the road with you?" Vika frowned subconsciously and looked at the old hunter who was still lying on the fire bed.
"Is there any reason to abandon the wounded now?" The huntress will never retreat in this aspect. After the crisis of the blizzard and the devil subsided, there is still no room for relaxation in the conflict between her and the bandit Vika.
Vika didn't quite understand what was wrong with this woman's head. She shot his sister's hand with a bow and arrow, but he didn't even respond tit-for-tat. He shot an old man who had nothing to do with her, but the other man seemed to be quarreling with him. ...Are all young people in Moscow today brainwashed by the theme of justice?
"The round trip is very long, more than ten hours. He may not be able to survive that long, and I think he needs the most comprehensive treatment in town to get out of danger." The huntress stared at Vika and him. The disgruntled sister Dusha said, "This is also your chance to atone for your sins."
"Save your grandma..." As expected, Dusha opened her mouth and cursed.
Although they scolded each other fiercely, they didn't say any nonsense about splitting up, because everyone knew that the only nearest town was Verkhoyansk. No matter how they walked, their destination was the same place, so they would definitely go there separately. Some people have to take a long detour, but after what happened last night, no one is willing to leave the group and go on the road alone.
Before arriving in the small town, the people in this wooden house were probably still a community of destiny.
"alright."
The KGB lieutenant colonel, who had been silent all this time, spoke. He looked up and looked out the window, "It's still early now, it's not dawn yet. Let's wait until dawn before setting off. Take the wounded with you and go on the road together. He can still be saved. The five-hour journey is not Long, we have a whole day, so it’s not a big problem to be a stretcher and take turns carrying the wounded forward.”
"Okay..." Vika glanced at the KGB lieutenant colonel, took a deep breath and recognized this coward. Behind him, Dusha was still muttering something.
"Let's prepare breakfast first. If you want to carry people on foot to the town, you have to ensure that you have plenty of physical strength." Lieutenant Colonel Andre turned away from the window, "I have a hunch that this matter will not end so easily.
Already."
He spoke in a deep voice, but this time no one took his words seriously, thinking it was just alarmist talk.
After all, yesterday the other party gave them the fear that the blizzard might not stop for a long time, but this morning the facts hit them hard. No matter how serious the lieutenant colonel was, no matter how terrifying his voice was, he could not give them a sense of crisis.
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But there are always exceptions. For example, the female hunter looked at the Lieutenant Colonel's back and asked one more question, "Are you worried about encountering any trouble on the road?"
The lieutenant colonel looked back at the huntress, then nodded.
Adam, who was helping Vika move the cabinet in front of the wooden door, heard their conversation and looked towards the window with some insights. The depths of the coniferous forest, which was not yet bright outside, were still shrouded in darkness.
It was not difficult for him to understand what the "trouble" they were talking about was - the group of devils that came with the blizzard. They hid in the depths of the coniferous forest when they left, so are they still hiding here now?
Somewhere in the forest?
After receiving the lieutenant colonel's reply, the huntress thought for a moment and picked up the large glass jar on the cupboard that was pushed past her. When Adam saw the contents of the large glass jar, he was so frightened that he took a few steps back and almost hit Vika's shoulder.
Sister, because that big glass jar contains exactly that Arctic viper.
The female hunter placed the glass jar next to the stove, opened the lid of the jar by the light of the fire, and fished out the poisonous snake from the inside with her bare hands. Even if the female hunter was wearing gloves, this process made Adam terrified. After all, this kind of thing
If you are bitten by a venomous snake, there is nowhere to find the serum.
"Snakes are cold-blooded animals and generally do not wake up from hibernation. Many snakes are even eaten alive by mice during hibernation." The huntress took the time to explain when she saw Adam's twitching expression.
As she spoke, she pulled out the dagger next to her fur boots and cut off the snake head of the Arctic viper with one knife. The sound of the knife was frightening. Then she poked at the triangular head of the Arctic viper and cut the skin.
I cut on both sides of the Triangular Snake's head, behind the eyes, and above the corners of the mouth, and began to search for it. Anyone who has had some experience in dealing with snakes can see that this is collecting snake venom.
Hunters use many methods to collect snake venom, generally including dead harvesting and live harvesting. In winter, when venomous snakes are hibernating, the latter method is obviously not very easy to use. The former method of dead harvesting is like a female hunter.
After the live snake is killed, the venom glands are peeled off from its head and the venom is discharged by gently pressing with your fingers.
Soon, a shallow layer of milky white foamy liquid accumulated in a bowl next to the stove. The huntress put down the quiver on her back and carefully coated the arrowheads with some venom.
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"Just in case." The female hunter explained looking at the strange expressions of the others, "Who knows if you will encounter those things on the way back to town."
"Do you think this snake venom is useful on those things?" Adam asked curiously.
"I would rather make a mistake than do nothing." The female hunter shrugged, "When a disaster is approaching, it is most normal to resist in a corner, right?"
Vika held the shotgun, and his sister beside him was secretly afraid of the words of the huntress. She whispered and cursed the huntress' crow's mouth.
At this time, there was also a strange movement on the other side of the fire bed. The huntress looked over and found that it was the little girl who had slept all night and finally woke up. The tightly wrapped leather jacket was hanging behind her, revealing the redness due to the low temperature in the morning.
Her beautiful face, the little boy in her arms was still snoring, and judging from his red cheeks, he was probably suffering from a severe cold.
"At nine o'clock, we will leave as soon as it is completely light." Not far away, Lieutenant Colonel Andre retracted his gaze from the fire pit and gave the order.