Ice Soldiers Page #3

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Thank you.

Miss Frazer.

I heard the music. Working late?

- Couldn't sleep.

- Yeah, me neither.

It's the sunless twilight.

Anything interesting?

Not really.

Try me.

Your presentation was more interesting...

...than sediment sample reports

and Trump's war stories.

Are you flirting with me?

I thought that was obvious.

I've been creating computer models

of routes the soldiers may have taken.

The science team, they were all killed?

I was paying attention

to your presentation.

All but one.

Miss Frazer, you wanna look

at something else?

- I've got some KGB files here.

- The file that interests me is yours.

Deceased parents, no siblings,

never married, no kids.

You find that interesting?

Yes.

Advanced degrees in biology,

mathematics, archeology.

Fluent in French,

German and Russian.

Have an uncanny way

of getting into tough places.

I have a sense for people, Andrew.

There's more here

than digging up history.

That's very melodramatic of you,

Miss Frazer.

You know what they say

about scientists.

What do they say about scientists?

I'll save that for another night.

Maybe when we get to know each other

better, you'll share it with me.

I can be a valuable asset.

I'm a believer that appearances

can be quite deceptive.

Precisely.

Said the man who put IV Oil...

...into a place they've been trying

to buy into for decades.

- Come on, bring it up.

- Yeah.

- Steve, you wanna watch it for me?

- Sure.

What did I tell you, professor?

Eleven o'clock, right on the nose.

Yes, colonel.

- Let's do it.

- Start with this.

Yeah.

- Spectacular entrance, Miss Frazer.

- Thank you, colonel.

I'm showing an interest, am I not'?

Every little bit helps.

I'll take that as a yes.

I hope you find what you're looking for.

You mean my genetic soldiers.

That too.

Listen up.

I wanna keep this short and sweet.

You know where we're gonna be

searching, so keep your wits about you.

This weather can change

at any second.

You get lazy, you'll get dead.

Now, check and double-check

your equipment.

- They're yours.

- Yes, sir.

You heard what the man said.

Check and double-check. Move out!

Sergeant, speed it up.

Don't let him get too far ahead.

- Let's bring it up.

- Just give me a minute.

Gonna rest here.

- Is this it?

- Yeah.

Last time I was here,

it was just a wall of ice.

Though I'm certain

they came through here.

How far you think they got?

Not far.

They're up there.

- Sergeant!

- Yes, sir?

Make camp here.

You heard the man.

Black 88, Car 7, let's go!

- Move it! Move it!

- Got it.

Yes, sir.

Jesus.

Son of a b*tch.

Look at him go.

The doc says his boys did this

in a blizzard.

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