Bab 562: Information Warfare, the Suppression from Modern Warfare!

The sun was blindingly bright above the vast lands covered in snow.

The heavy snowfall was approaching, and like the weather's last snowfall, it had gotten better and gave people the false illusion that spring was coming soon.

Looking back along the north borderline of the basin, you could see a small troop of about 50 people lying on artificial high ground.

There was the constant rumbling of generators from the hut that was built in advance behind them.

The breeze was blowing, and the snowflakes fluttered melodiously, hitting against the walls of the hut and weakly falling down.

Moments later, the door slammed open, and two people in special uniforms sprang out from inside with joy.

Following the trail that they had created, the two quickly passed through the people and arrived at the front of the troop in half a minute.