The engines of snowmobiles roared with life amidst the frozen and decaying ruins of a world that now only lived on in memory.
These were not the modified, high performance snow mobiles used by Elysium's peltasts. They weren't given extended fuel tanks, engine performance upgrades, or enhanced mufflers to conceal their location.
Nor were they painted white or in snow camouflage patterns. They were loud, obnoxious, and brightly painted for sport. Only now the blue, green, red, and yellow stripes served as intimidation rather than individual identification.
When one saw these machines rolling through the snow dunes of the new world, they knew that violence was sure to follow.
However, it was the dead of night, and the temperature had dropped to its lowest level. Few had the means to survive under such conditions. As one needed arctic rated clothing.
