Chapter 102: Death Duel on the Frozen Lake

The Ice Wastes. 8 PM.

Ryan climbed down from the snowmobile, his left forearm slung across his chest, the wound on his left ribs freshly bandaged. He was supposed to head back to the airport, but Voss suddenly sent out an alert. "Two miles ahead, there's a convoy on the frozen lake. Five snowmobil...

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