Upon the vast, snow-covered land, the sun shone with blinding brilliance.
As the time for the heavy snow approached, the weather improved just as it had before the last snowfall, giving a false impression that spring was imminent.
Looking north along the border of the basin, one could clearly observe a squad of about fifty men lying flat on an artificial high ground.
Behind them stood a temporary hut that had been built well in advance, from which the continuous rumble of generators echoed.
The gentle wind blew, picking up snowflakes that fluttered through the air before helplessly slapping against the walls of the hut and falling down.
Not long after, the door flung open with a SWISH. Two men in special uniforms darted out, their faces brimming with joy.
They hurried through the narrow path cleared in the crowd and reached the front of the squad in less than half a minute.
After a brief check of his surroundings, the lead man squatted down respectfully and whispered.
