"Seal goes to Mexico, the Madmen to Europe, I think this is quite good…"
Mountain Eagle stood on the deck of a freighter, hung up the satellite phone in his hand, and gripped the railing, watching the Yukon River gradually starting to freeze over…
Yesterday's heavy snow led to rapid cooling, the temperature plummeted from minus twenty-five degrees to over minus thirty degrees.
The surface of the Yukon River began to show stacked ice ridges, making navigating the river dangerous.
Mountain Eagle had no choice, having captured dozens of prisoners, he needed a ship to transport them back.
Fortunately, General Sid had prepared well, leaving a small boat at the dock for evacuation, barely enough to squeeze everyone into the cabin.
Chakdi, being a fisherman, volunteered to act as captain, steering the small boat, breaking thin ice, and maneuvering around large ice blocks, heading up the current towards Brown Bear Camp.
