"What? The helicopter crashed?"
Mountain Eagle stood in the kitchen of the cabin, wearing an apron...
The four-burner gas stove, one burner simmering lamb soup, another stewing tomato beef brisket, and the massive countertop beside it was filled with prepared ingredients.
Mountain Eagle held a frying pan in one hand and a spatula in the other, vigorously stir-frying the beef fillet and pepper, so he had to put on tactical glasses, inserting an earbud from the glasses into his ear to take the call.
Upon hearing the news from Michael on the phone, Mountain Eagle controlled the glasses with his pupils to switch the view, soon finding the position of the helicopter chase in the snowstorm, following the smoke.
Two Black Hawk helicopters inexplicably crashed onto the ground. The other two Black Hawks in the snowstorm couldn't see the ground conditions, making landing extremely dangerous, thus thwarting any rescue attempts.
