The moment the specialized landing skis made contact with the snow, the plane felt like it was losing control. Feng Shan quickly pulled the brake lever and worked the rudder, fighting to keep the plane from veering off course or flipping over during its slide.
Due to the low friction of the snow, the Carnation skidded erratically for some distance. It even spun around completely sideways before finally grinding to a halt.
He pushed open the cabin door, and biting wind and snow immediately lashed his face.
Feng Shan jumped down from the plane, his legs instantly sinking into snow that was half a meter deep.
The cold wind howled in his ears, and the thick, falling snow blurred his vision.
Shielding his head with one hand, he pushed on against the blizzard toward Kevik Camp. Every step was a struggle, the wind and snow tugging at his body with relentless force.
