After some long drive, even though it was only like five hours, we finally reached the bottom of the mountain. Since I was using a Tahoe, there's no way to get up top but to walk since there's no road big enough to get our car there, nor there was a safety way to get up there preferably quickly besides helicopter.
Even then, the weather up top is rather violent, and it would throw the helicopter left and right mercilessly without any difficulty and eventually threw it away to the ground and killed both of us. That's something that none of us actually wanted.
"Alright, have you prepared yourself?" I asked Millie as I put the last piece of snow parka on top of my body and put my tactical rig on top of it. The tactical rig is filled with light machine gun ammunition, and I was confident the 7.62 LSAT would be capable of dealing with any snow troll, if not straight killing them.
