One thing I enjoy about some of the outposts is the fact that no matter the setting, Mountains, Jungle, Forest, Desert, Snow, etc, you have a feeling you are the only person for hundreds of miles!!!! But I like this outpost concept as well. Part of a very small population that looks to be in a very isolated area. The folks there may know you, and you may know them. If you head into the village for supplies or a beer, they will say hi, But they will respect the fact that you like to keep to yourself. Great outposting!!!!!!
winter is setting in, as the days grow shorter in light and night seems to be longer, the cold, the setting of solitude and peace is priceless. This channel is Great to me.
Another great winter series video. Love the winter and enjoying this near a bonfire, a cup of tea, inside a room it's so comfy, thank you and never stop upload winter outpost.
can anyone recommend some movies that have the vibe of the winter outposts? The Thing comes to mind - excellent stuff anything else? the genre can be more or less anything, it's really the atmosphere that I'm looking for
There was something about this sky that unnerved me. I kept expecting some thing to approach over the mountains and descend into our small flat valley. On edge is putting it mildly . I hadnt slept good since arriving and here I am again sitting up waiting for the sunrise that will never come. The Dawn , if that's what you could call it, was beginning to show. Most of the team was still asleep. Shauna had a hard time adjusting to this altitude, many a restless sleep for her too. We were high very high just above treeline in the Alpine tundra. Strange, the few trees around the outpost still had leaves on them. How could this be? Then I realized they were artificial , 'planted' to make the place look more 'homey'. It didnt work. The monitor screens spread across the table flickered occasionally, updating every few minutes. I began to read some of those updates, along with queries coming in from other outposts locations unknown. Those outposts similar to this one no doubt in far off high mountain and deep jungle places. A few exterior lights glowed illuminated the walkways and other outbuildings. Yet we were the only ones here. I felt a slight pity for those who built this place, what a harsh environment to live/work in. When we stepped off the Transports the bitter cold hit us like a dull spear burrowing deep into our bones. We hustled into the largest building and that was the last time we were outside. I gazed up at the digital thermometer as it clicked up one degree to -18 . " Hmmm, a warming trend" I joked to myself as the snow began to fall. A heavy door creaked as it opened, Hendricks entered the room greeting me with a quiet pat on the shoulder. " How are you doing ?" " Good , Are we gonna be here for a while ? " I asked like a nervous 8 yr old kid. " Probably not . They keep shifting us further up and away. Seem we are high value to them" 'Them" meaning The Firm / Feds/ DoD, whom ever is pulling our strings. Didnt really matter who though, we are here to do our job. That's why we took the assignment and the associated big bucks. But no one ever thought it would come to this...trying save the planet and with it humanity . TO BE CONTINUED
**[Winter Mission Outpost 4 - Fanmade Backstory]** The first thing you notice is the emptiness. The vast expanse of the Alaskan wilderness stretches endlessly in every direction, a white wasteland under an iron-gray sky. Snow whips through the air, biting at your face, and the cold seeps through even the best gear SHD could provide. You are Wolf, a lone Division agent sent to complete a mission few others could handle. The goal is simple: secure and reactivate the systems at the abandoned HAARPS research facility. Long since decommissioned, the facility was once a hub of cutting-edge research-or so the official records say. Now, it’s a forgotten relic, perched atop a remote ridge and buried under layers of snow and ice. But the facility’s immense antenna array, once used to study the ionosphere, is the key to your mission. ISAC needs it to establish long-distance communication across Alaska, reconnecting isolated outposts to the Division's network. Without it, the state will remain a blind spot in SHD operations. The hike to the facility is grueling, the terrain unforgiving. It takes you two days of trudging through waist-deep snow, the roar of the wind your only companion. By the time you reach the compound, your body is exhausted, but your training keeps you focused. The facility looms ahead, a cluster of weathered buildings and towering antennae shrouded in mist. The place feels... wrong. Too quiet. Too still. But there’s no time for hesitation. You have a job to do. Inside, the air is colder than outside, and every breath forms a misty cloud. You navigate the dark corridors with your flashlight, the beam cutting through layers of dust and frost. Equipment lies scattered, left behind in haste, as if the researchers abandoned the place overnight. Some areas look almost untouched, preserved like a time capsule of the facility’s last moments. Others are wrecked, the walls scarred with deep gouges and scorch marks that raise questions you don’t have time to answer. You set up your base of operations in the central control room, powering up what systems you can. The mainframes hum to life, their glow casting eerie shadows on the walls. ISAC connects seamlessly, commandeering the facility's computer systems and feeding you diagnostic data. Most of the equipment is intact, but rebooting the antenna array requires a manual override at the primary control tower-an exposed structure half a kilometer from the main building. The first two days pass in a blur of work. The isolation doesn’t bother you; you’ve trained for missions like this. You maintain the systems, monitor ISAC’s progress, and prepare for the trek to the tower. The silence of the facility is comforting at first, a reprieve from the chaos you left behind. But the stillness begins to wear on you. The creaks of the old building sound too deliberate, the faint static of the radio too persistent. It’s the third night when things begin to unravel. While reviewing the system logs, you notice something strange: timestamps that don’t align. Data packets appear to have been sent and received hours before the facility’s power was restored. At first, you dismiss it as a glitch in the system, but then ISAC flags it as a potential intrusion. “Agent Wolf,” ISAC's calm, mechanical voice intones. “Anomalous network activity detected. Source unknown.” Your skin prickles. The system is supposed to be isolated. No external signals should be able to reach it. You scan the camera feeds, hoping for an explanation, but the screens flicker with static. In the brief moments of clarity, you catch glimpses of movement-shadows darting between buildings. You grab your rifle and head for the perimeter, adrenaline sharpening your senses. The snow muffles your footsteps as you circle the compound, scanning for any signs of life. But there’s nothing. No tracks, no heat signatures. Just the endless howl of the wind. When you return to the control room, the monitors have gone dark, save for a single line of text scrolling across the screen: **"YOU SHOULD NOT BE HERE."** A chill runs through you, colder than the Alaskan air. You reboot the system, forcing yourself to focus. The words vanish, replaced by ISAC’s diagnostics, but the unease lingers. The following day, you make your way to the control tower, the mission’s final hurdle. The trek is brutal, the wind relentless, but you push through. The tower rises before you, its rusted frame groaning under the weight of ice. Inside, the equipment is ancient but operational. You begin the override sequence, hands trembling not from the cold but from the growing sense of being watched. As you work, you hear it: faint footsteps crunching in the snow below. You peer out the frost-covered window, scanning the area, but see nothing. The sound grows louder, circling the base of the tower, accompanied by faint whispers that seem to come from the wind itself. Panic claws at you, but you force it down. The override completes, and the antenna array roars to life, its massive dishes turning skyward. ISAC confirms the connection: the mission is a success. But relief is short-lived. The whispers rise to a deafening crescendo, and the tower shudders as if struck by an unseen force. You grab your gear and bolt, descending the icy ladder with a speed born of desperation. The whispers follow you, growing louder until they feel like they're inside your head. When you reach the ground, the facility’s lights flicker wildly, the antennae emitting an unearthly hum. The whispers stop, replaced by a single, booming voice that seems to come from everywhere at once. **"LEAVE THIS PLACE."** You sprint back to the main building, every instinct screaming that you’re being chased. But when you glance back, there’s nothing there. Just snow and shadows. The moment you seal yourself inside the bunker, the lights stabilize, and ISAC’s voice cuts through the chaos. “Agent Wolf, connection to SHD network established. Mission complete. Recommend immediate extraction.” You collapse into a chair, breathing hard, the weight of the ordeal pressing down on you. The mission is over, but the whispers echo in your mind, a haunting reminder of whatever lingers in the frozen wilderness. As you await extraction, you can’t shake the feeling that the HAARPS facility wasn’t just abandoned. It was *left behind*. And maybe, just maybe, some things are meant to stay that way.
Really awesome! I let these videos run on a spare TV in the living room. Sadly the new videos have a different aspect ratio. Not a fan of the black bars on top and bottom.
No signs of movement in the woods.....the town is quiet..... no visual on target.... There here somewhere.... waiting... watching....im sending a request for backup my men have yet to return from the woods and the men in town have gone quiet if you don't hear from me again it means im dead or missing or a fate much worse.....there is information about the target in the terminal and files about what they've been doing. I only hope that whoever comes can complete this mission in our stead.... im heading out to find my sqaud that was in the woods now...... - Lt.thorn -last message before setting off to the woods. -last radio contact with base 1 week ago. -misson: recover data from terminal and file data from the outpost and find the missing members of unit 4. Order from HQ.
For all fans of Winter outposts, I've just made a playlist for you to enjoy: ruclips.net/video/BGIzW73hLj0/видео.html
dope channel. subscribed.
omg, thanks for that! that's a huge help
It would be awesome if someone could make a scene like this in Blender, so we could sit in this outpost in VR and work on the computer.
So cold outside yet so warm in my outpost of solitude with a warm tea
Winter is here for us in north Idaho. This is great and so appropriate.
this channel is a real treasure
Thank you so much!
Loving this theme, ice cold and secluded.
One thing I enjoy about some of the outposts is the fact that no matter the setting, Mountains, Jungle, Forest, Desert, Snow, etc, you have a feeling you are the only person for hundreds of miles!!!! But I like this outpost concept as well. Part of a very small population that looks to be in a very isolated area. The folks there may know you, and you may know them. If you head into the village for supplies or a beer, they will say hi, But they will respect the fact that you like to keep to yourself. Great outposting!!!!!!
I said it a million times already BUT the very faint radio chatter was a stroke of genius!!! Best Channel On RUclips
the work is mysterious and important
winter is setting in, as the days grow shorter in light and night seems to be longer, the cold, the setting of solitude and peace is priceless. This channel is Great to me.
Both inside and the view beyond have great detail and the environment is remote yet welcoming and cozy somehow. Love it!
Winter is awesome! You should do an entire winter series! Props from Germany !
Thanks mate, I have at least 5 more Winter Outposts released in the past weeks, should do a playlist! :)
really love the winter mission series. thank you :)
This is my cup of tea so to say, a Winter scene, great dark ambient music and the computer setup. Wish you made more Winter scenes. Well done!
Thank you! More Winter scenes are here: ruclips.net/video/BGIzW73hLj0/видео.html
@@ambientoutpost Thank you my friend, much appreciated.
Amazing as always.
Another great winter series video. Love the winter and enjoying this near a bonfire, a cup of tea, inside a room it's so comfy, thank you and never stop upload winter outpost.
can anyone recommend some movies that have the vibe of the winter outposts?
The Thing comes to mind - excellent stuff
anything else?
the genre can be more or less anything, it's really the atmosphere that I'm looking for
die hard 2...
The winter mission outposts remind me of the recent Walking Dead spinoff focused on Michonne and Rick. He is stationed in an outpost like this.
This would be even better when it would be at night. Really awesome done this one
Would be so cool if that was set in a game.😊
There was something about this sky that unnerved me. I kept expecting some thing to approach over the mountains and descend into our small flat valley. On edge is putting it mildly .
I hadnt slept good since arriving and here I am again sitting up waiting for the sunrise that will never come.
The Dawn , if that's what you could call it, was beginning to show.
Most of the team was still asleep. Shauna had a hard time adjusting to this altitude, many a restless sleep for her too. We were high very high just above treeline in the Alpine tundra. Strange, the few trees around the outpost still had leaves on them. How could this be? Then I realized they were artificial , 'planted' to make the place look more 'homey'. It didnt work.
The monitor screens spread across the table flickered occasionally, updating every few minutes. I began to read some of those updates, along with queries coming in from other outposts locations unknown. Those outposts similar to this one no doubt in far off high mountain and deep jungle places.
A few exterior lights glowed illuminated the walkways and other outbuildings. Yet we were the only ones here. I felt a slight pity for those who built this place, what a harsh environment to live/work in.
When we stepped off the Transports the bitter cold hit us like a dull spear burrowing deep into our bones. We hustled into the largest building and that was the last time we were outside. I gazed up at the digital thermometer as it clicked up one degree to -18 .
" Hmmm, a warming trend" I joked to myself as the snow began to fall.
A heavy door creaked as it opened, Hendricks entered the room greeting me with a quiet pat on the shoulder.
" How are you doing ?"
" Good , Are we gonna be here for a while ? " I asked like a nervous 8 yr old kid.
" Probably not . They keep shifting us further up and away. Seem we are high value to them"
'Them" meaning The Firm / Feds/ DoD, whom ever is pulling our strings. Didnt really matter who though, we are here to do our job. That's why we took the assignment and the associated big bucks.
But no one ever thought it would come to this...trying save the planet and with it humanity .
TO BE CONTINUED
love it! keep it coming!
Stunning ❤️
Dark Star!!!!
So beautiful 🥰
**[Winter Mission Outpost 4 - Fanmade Backstory]**
The first thing you notice is the emptiness. The vast expanse of the Alaskan wilderness stretches endlessly in every direction, a white wasteland under an iron-gray sky. Snow whips through the air, biting at your face, and the cold seeps through even the best gear SHD could provide. You are Wolf, a lone Division agent sent to complete a mission few others could handle.
The goal is simple: secure and reactivate the systems at the abandoned HAARPS research facility. Long since decommissioned, the facility was once a hub of cutting-edge research-or so the official records say. Now, it’s a forgotten relic, perched atop a remote ridge and buried under layers of snow and ice. But the facility’s immense antenna array, once used to study the ionosphere, is the key to your mission. ISAC needs it to establish long-distance communication across Alaska, reconnecting isolated outposts to the Division's network. Without it, the state will remain a blind spot in SHD operations.
The hike to the facility is grueling, the terrain unforgiving. It takes you two days of trudging through waist-deep snow, the roar of the wind your only companion. By the time you reach the compound, your body is exhausted, but your training keeps you focused. The facility looms ahead, a cluster of weathered buildings and towering antennae shrouded in mist. The place feels... wrong. Too quiet. Too still. But there’s no time for hesitation. You have a job to do.
Inside, the air is colder than outside, and every breath forms a misty cloud. You navigate the dark corridors with your flashlight, the beam cutting through layers of dust and frost. Equipment lies scattered, left behind in haste, as if the researchers abandoned the place overnight. Some areas look almost untouched, preserved like a time capsule of the facility’s last moments. Others are wrecked, the walls scarred with deep gouges and scorch marks that raise questions you don’t have time to answer.
You set up your base of operations in the central control room, powering up what systems you can. The mainframes hum to life, their glow casting eerie shadows on the walls. ISAC connects seamlessly, commandeering the facility's computer systems and feeding you diagnostic data. Most of the equipment is intact, but rebooting the antenna array requires a manual override at the primary control tower-an exposed structure half a kilometer from the main building.
The first two days pass in a blur of work. The isolation doesn’t bother you; you’ve trained for missions like this. You maintain the systems, monitor ISAC’s progress, and prepare for the trek to the tower. The silence of the facility is comforting at first, a reprieve from the chaos you left behind. But the stillness begins to wear on you. The creaks of the old building sound too deliberate, the faint static of the radio too persistent.
It’s the third night when things begin to unravel. While reviewing the system logs, you notice something strange: timestamps that don’t align. Data packets appear to have been sent and received hours before the facility’s power was restored. At first, you dismiss it as a glitch in the system, but then ISAC flags it as a potential intrusion.
“Agent Wolf,” ISAC's calm, mechanical voice intones. “Anomalous network activity detected. Source unknown.”
Your skin prickles. The system is supposed to be isolated. No external signals should be able to reach it.
You scan the camera feeds, hoping for an explanation, but the screens flicker with static. In the brief moments of clarity, you catch glimpses of movement-shadows darting between buildings. You grab your rifle and head for the perimeter, adrenaline sharpening your senses. The snow muffles your footsteps as you circle the compound, scanning for any signs of life. But there’s nothing. No tracks, no heat signatures. Just the endless howl of the wind.
When you return to the control room, the monitors have gone dark, save for a single line of text scrolling across the screen:
**"YOU SHOULD NOT BE HERE."**
A chill runs through you, colder than the Alaskan air. You reboot the system, forcing yourself to focus. The words vanish, replaced by ISAC’s diagnostics, but the unease lingers.
The following day, you make your way to the control tower, the mission’s final hurdle. The trek is brutal, the wind relentless, but you push through. The tower rises before you, its rusted frame groaning under the weight of ice. Inside, the equipment is ancient but operational. You begin the override sequence, hands trembling not from the cold but from the growing sense of being watched.
As you work, you hear it: faint footsteps crunching in the snow below. You peer out the frost-covered window, scanning the area, but see nothing. The sound grows louder, circling the base of the tower, accompanied by faint whispers that seem to come from the wind itself.
Panic claws at you, but you force it down. The override completes, and the antenna array roars to life, its massive dishes turning skyward. ISAC confirms the connection: the mission is a success. But relief is short-lived.
The whispers rise to a deafening crescendo, and the tower shudders as if struck by an unseen force. You grab your gear and bolt, descending the icy ladder with a speed born of desperation. The whispers follow you, growing louder until they feel like they're inside your head.
When you reach the ground, the facility’s lights flicker wildly, the antennae emitting an unearthly hum. The whispers stop, replaced by a single, booming voice that seems to come from everywhere at once.
**"LEAVE THIS PLACE."**
You sprint back to the main building, every instinct screaming that you’re being chased. But when you glance back, there’s nothing there. Just snow and shadows.
The moment you seal yourself inside the bunker, the lights stabilize, and ISAC’s voice cuts through the chaos.
“Agent Wolf, connection to SHD network established. Mission complete. Recommend immediate extraction.”
You collapse into a chair, breathing hard, the weight of the ordeal pressing down on you. The mission is over, but the whispers echo in your mind, a haunting reminder of whatever lingers in the frozen wilderness.
As you await extraction, you can’t shake the feeling that the HAARPS facility wasn’t just abandoned. It was *left behind*. And maybe, just maybe, some things are meant to stay that way.
Awe! No story with this one. I'll have to make up my own.
sorry! :)
Another banger!
Well, I only have three monitors, two computers, five radios (and a few handhelds) in my bedroom, but I can dream. 😁
you're all set mate! :)
Sooooo cool! GREAT JOB
The stróngest i ve ever felt
You should do a "War World begins in Europe" video...
Dark ambient fit so well on bunkers and doomsday.
Beautiful🙂
Got me locked in 💻
Really awesome! I let these videos run on a spare TV in the living room. Sadly the new videos have a different aspect ratio. Not a fan of the black bars on top and bottom.
I'd love a view like that, minus the buildings.
No signs of movement in the woods.....the town is quiet..... no visual on target....
There here somewhere.... waiting... watching....im sending a request for backup my men have yet to return from the woods and the men in town have gone quiet if you don't hear from me again it means im dead or missing or a fate much worse.....there is information about the target in the terminal and files about what they've been doing.
I only hope that whoever comes can complete this mission in our stead....
im heading out to find my sqaud that was in the woods now......
- Lt.thorn
-last message before setting off to the
woods.
-last radio contact with base 1 week ago.
-misson: recover data from terminal and file data from the outpost and
find the missing members of unit 4.
Order from HQ.
Eastern Siberian outpost
Awesome background for working. Is it AI generated music?
Thanks! No AI, no loops.
@@ambientoutpost so you write it yourself? what kind of gear/soft?
Awesome stuff you have in here. I have some longer pieces on my RUclips and recently posted some continuous mixes of my EPs. Place have a look.
Can you do without the music please? It’s just a suggestion.
look through my winter mission outposts, posted one without music last week I guess
Why ? Its the music that completes the scene .
Press the mute button
This is very cool, help to sleep, hello from Ukraine, thank you🇺🇦