Chapter 1128: avalanche

Joan merged into the rock formation, there was chaos in front of him, he could not see anything, and his hearing was blocked by the rock formation. Fortunately, he could still hear the movement outside.
Joan waited silently for about half an hour, until the avalanche roaring outside the rock layer subsided, he struggled to jump outwards, freed from the rock.
puff!
As soon as Joan broke away from the rock layer, he fell into the soft snow, cold from head to toe.
He spread his arms, pulled the snow in front of him, struggling to stand up, and stood up from the thick ice and snow.
The snow and crushed ice impacted from the top of the mountain cliff almost completely buried the valley where the ranch was located. The snow layer was several feet thick. Joan raised his eyes and looked blank. The cattle, sheep and snow monsters disappeared.
As he looked around, there was a sudden burst of gunfire in the distance.
Joan looked in the direction of the gunfire and saw a few snow monsters wrapped in an avalanche rushing thousands of feet away, trying hard to get out of trouble.
However, on the hillside beside them, the officers and men of the reconnaissance company were holding shotguns, aiming at the snow monsters and firing frequently, and the splashing blood stained the snow.
The Mutant Snow Monster is a very conspicuous target. Jo An Ke didn't want to be injured by his comrades, he changed back to human form and dusted off the snow.
Just then, there was a strange cry behind him, which scared him.
Looking back, I saw a snow monster's lower body still buried in the snow, only showing the body above the chest, his eyes wide, staring blankly at him.
"Wow! It's gone!"
Witnessing Joan's transformation into a human-shaped snow monster, he exclaimed.
"Daibai was lost by the robe's mage!"
Joan frowned, and the detective took a small pill with a strong sulfur smell from the storage bag, and looked at the snow monster's eyes with a murderous look.
"Dabai is missing, isn't it? Then you go to Dabai, shout at me Joan Vida!"
With a sneer chanting the start-up spell, Joan raised his hand and fired a "fireball", stuck it on the face of the wacky snow monster and sent him to see "Dabai".
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Although the snow monster is strong and unafraid of the severe cold, it is still a body of flesh and blood. After being crushed by 10,000 tons of ice and snow, it will still die, and it will still suffocate when it is buried alive in the snow.
Except for Joan, who had already prepared, only a handful of snow monsters were not affected by the avalanche, but their good luck ended here, and they fell to the muzzle of the officers and soldiers of the reconnaissance company one after another.
When Joan climbed the hillside, the battle was over.
Captain Wall Stone laughed and greeted him, giving him a warm bear hug.
"Little Master, great! This time, thanks to you introducing monsters into the trap, we can destroy them all without any damage!"
Joan rubbed his shoulder that was sorely pinched by Mr. Captain, and suddenly remembered something.
"Mr. Captain, when I clean up the battlefield, collect as many snow monsters' bodies as possible and peel off the fur. I am useful."
"In addition, on the left side of the hillside, there was a winter wolf that was knocked out by me. It should not have been awake at this moment.
"The cunning old wolf named Augustus was a servant of the Winterhold Lord Trim. The Snow Monster was instructed by it and tried to go down to attack Elk Town."
"Catch this old wolf, severely tortured, maybe you can force more valuable information from his mouth."
"No problem, we'll do what you said!" Captain Stone slapped again on Joan's shoulder, turned to greet his men, and went to clean the battlefield.
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That night, Joan’s company camped in the ruins of the ranch at the foot of the mountain.
The snow monsters finally failed to catch the escaping goat, but buried their lives instead.
As for the four yaks killed in the corral by snow monsters, all the officers and men of the reconnaissance company were cheaper, and the golden roasted beef roasted on the bonfire was enough for nearly a hundred boys to open their belly and eat happy. There is still a lot of beef left to eat, roast and dry, save some to eat, supplying military food for the next week will not be a problem.
Joan also enjoyed a hearty beef meal, and then he was busy again.
Captain Stone successfully caught the old wolf August at the location indicated by Joan, and asked Audrey to treat the old wolf a little to avoid serious injuries, and then and guarded.
When Joan came, Captain Stone was about to interrogate the old wolf.
Audrey, Holden and Hailar were also present.
Audrey opened the "Honest Realm" to guard against the cunning old wolf lying.
Holden held the book and pen, and seemed to be preparing to take notes.
Hailar was on the sidelines, and Joan wasn't sure she was just watching the excitement, or was he going to assist Mr. Captain to torture the old wolf if it refused to confess truthfully.
Joan greeted everyone and walked to Old Wolf August with a large syringe in his hand.
The old wolf was tied like a mummy, and his swollen chin made his face look distorted, squinting a pair of triangular eyes, thinking about how to get through.
Inadvertently saw a young man coming over, his white and handsome face with no expression, holding a thick needle tube in his hand, the needle shining in the cold light under the campfire.
It could not help but shudder, and it was difficult to conceal panic in his eyes.
"Your kid... what is this for?"
The old wolf asked tremblingly, with an ominous hunch in his heart.
Joan was too lazy to take care of it, stretched out his left hand, felt it in his neck, found a blood vessel, and then pierced it with a needle.
The old wolf's wailing wailing is more painful than pain, and it is because of the intense fear aroused by the cruel and strange behavior of this young man.
Joanne still ignored it, pumped a large tube of blood, pulled out the needle, turned around and left.
From beginning to end, he said nothing.
Silence made his weird behavior even more terrifying, making the old wolf panic-stricken, and the more he thought, the more he felt.
"Joan, the fur you want has been stripped and washed. Wait a minute for me to send it to you." Captain Stone said.
"Thank you." Joan nodded and left.
Holden glanced at Joan's distant back, turned his head to look at the face of the old wolf August's amazement, and smiled at it unwillingly.
"The person who drew your blood just now is our entourage mage. Guess what he wants to do to draw your blood?"
The old wolf hesitated for a while, and wanted to pretend to be deaf and dumb, but the young poet's unsmiling expression made him uneasy, and finally could not help but utter a trembling growl.
"No matter what torture or torture, or other tricks, it's useless to me!"
"Really?" Holden saw through the essence of this old wolf-like rap, sneered and said, "Then you may try to lie a few times when you are questioned, and then you will experience more'enthusiasm and thoughtfulness than blood drawing 'Hospitality.'
Old Wolf August couldn't help but tremble. After a short period of ideological struggle, he gave up his plans to die rather unyieldingly, and decided to confess truthfully and suffer less.
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