He went to a small shop along the way and bought a mobile phone with wireless routing function and an unnamed mobile phone card. Fortunately, the owner of the shop knew a little German. Gu Tie did not waste too much time and returned slowly along the way he came. While turning on his mobile phone to connect to the Internet and share the network with the chip implanted in his medulla oblongata, he roughly thought about his next move.
Stay overnight at Ed's place tonight, rush to Warsaw early the next morning, go to the Philharmonic Hall to look for clues, if you find nothing, stop to get in touch with Balvendra, exchange information, and look for traces of Hasegawa elsewhere, if After finding nothing, he stopped to attend the betrayal organization meeting, and then flew to Central Africa to witness a living war. Gu Tie felt that since he tried "World" that morning, he had been involved in one whirlpool after another. Floating up and down like a pair of torn underwear floating on the sea, without even a chance to breathe.
He suddenly missed everything in the game, the strange-colored sun, the wind by the river, the sense of existence that was more realistic than real life, and the partners that were more real than real partners. After so long, was his avatar okay? Gu Tie wanted to stop immediately, find a place to lie down and enter the game, but then he shook his head and rejected his stupid idea.
How do the characters in the "world" play themselves when they don't enter? According to the simple instructions included with the game client, the NPC personalities in the world are real threads of independent calculation. Once a player enters, The NPC personality will be replaced by a subordinate personality with only simple decision-making ability, responsible for continuing the character's behavior when the player logs out of the game. The subordinate personality adheres to the principle of "minimum decision-making" and makes decisions about ongoing events according to the player's behavior pattern in the game. Simulate, when faced with a choice, choose the option that brings the least variability.
According to the interpretation of the data, when he is not online, the silly astrologer's apprentice should eat, sleep, and chat with others as usual and never talk about his own opinions. When making decisions, he must follow the crowd. But according to his personal feelings, that is called It seems that Yona's personality is not as simple as a subordinate personality. After he left the game world, Yona was still making major changes in his living status again and again, so that every time he entered, Gu Tie had to spend a few minutes sorting out his memories.
This is a very strange thing. I hope I can discuss it with Xiao Liping if I have the opportunity, but I don’t know when we will meet next time.
As he was thinking wildly, he unknowingly left the city and entered the dense forest. The vegetation blocked the gradually setting sun, and the forest suddenly became dark. Gu Tie accelerated his riding speed along the path, hoping to reach the ranger's hut before dark. .
"I don't know what's for dinner today." Thinking of the nutritious lunch at noon, Gu Tie felt a little confident in the craftsmanship of the bearded Ed. He patted the traveler's check in his arms and twisted the corner of his mouth with a mischievous smile, " When should I choose a time to scare him?"
Gu Tie was not worried about the safety of the rangers. The reason was very simple: the men in suits he met were field staff of the Japanese intelligence agency. They obviously entered the country officially through diplomatic channels. It was impossible for them to do anything to an unsuspecting Polish citizen. Something that may endanger government-level public relations. Although Ed did just meet a black-haired Oriental, Gu Tie believed that his appearance was slightly different from that of Hasegawa.
Halfway through the journey, the sky was almost completely dark, but there was a faint light ahead. The swaying light came from the gaps in the coniferous trees, and the forest was reflected in confusing light and shadow.
"Oops," Gu Tie's heart tightened.
There is no other possibility for this form of light to be flames. It is not the peak season for forest fires. A naturally caused wildfire coincidentally appeared at the location of the ranger's cabin. The possibility is negligible. Gu Tie gritted his teeth and The bicycle was spinning very fast, the rubber tires bumping along the bumpy forest road, and the muscles that had not fully recovered felt sore.
"Don't die, big beard..."
Fifteen minutes later, Gu Tie stood at the scene of the fire in a daze. A few hours ago, the cabin where he had dined, rested, and had a hearty conversation with the good-tempered Ed had turned into a blazing fire. There was a fireball, and occasionally there was a crisp crackling sound, which was the explosion of applesauce sealed in a glass bottle.
Gu Tie pulled out his pistol, "Ed," he shouted the bearded man's name, and tried to approach the fire scene, but he was forced back by the heat wave about twenty yards away from the wooden house. The surrounding trees were also charred and withered, and sparks appeared on the bark. It was about to be set on fire.
"Whoosh whoosh,"
No gunfire was heard, and a string of bullets flew past Gu Tie's scalp, causing sawdust to burst out of the tree trunk behind him.
"Hell..."
Glancing at the deep bullet hole, Gu Tie immediately turned around and hid behind a tree in a low posture. Without stopping, he immediately moved to another big tree. With a 7.62mm assault rifle bullet, he visually inspected the tree with a diameter of 150mm. The species should be northern. Pinus sylvestris has average hardness. When a bullet penetrates a pine tree of this thickness, the kinetic energy loss will not exceed 50%.
At this moment, Gu Tie suddenly missed the protagonist in the film and television works. He could hide behind a small tree as thick as his wrist and be safe. When his character broke out, he would rush forward to fight the enemy with a round tabletop as a shield. If he lived in In that kind of world, gunfights would be so easy.
He rolled forward and changed his hiding position again. The place where he had just been hiding immediately made several soft popping sounds, and the bullet that penetrated the tree trunk shot into the soil covered with branches and leaves. "An enemy, a gun, how many rounds were fired, seven, eight ...Fourteen rounds," while nervously calculating the enemy's strength, Gu Tie searched for nearby network facilities that could be used. There were no cameras, no sensors, and no firefighting facilities. There was not even a bird collector in this forest where birds did not lay eggs. There are no scientific research microphones for similar sounds, otherwise at least the model of the enemy's gun can be compared from the sound material.
The attack paused for a moment. When you are in a disadvantageous situation in a gun battle, the most terrifying thing is not the enemy's continuous attacks, but the enemy suddenly stops firing and cannot judge the opponent's position, strength and intention through the sound of gunfire. This kind of situation contains countless possibilities. Silence can drive people crazy.
Gu Tie immediately raised the Walter P99 pistol and fired three shots at the top of his head. "Pah, pah, pah," amidst the blazing sound, the gunshots of the pistol seemed very weak, but it was enough to alert the enemy.
Sure enough, the whizzing sound broke through the air again. Judging from the pause time, it was definitely not enough to replace a magazine. "Twenty...twenty-five..." Gu Tie used all his strength to make a tactical evasion, and stood on the trunk of a tree. He jumped back and forth, and the scorching bullets kept flying past him, and the flying sawdust hit his face, causing pain.
"Twenty-nine,"
When he counted this number, the gunfire stopped. Gu Tie immediately turned around and ran in a circuitous direction in the direction of the enemy. The Walter pistol in his right hand was pointed forward, and the tactical fixed knife was drawn out in his left hand. An experienced shooter would not wait for the bullets in the gun to run out. Only by changing the magazine and keeping a bullet in the chamber can you save one second of pulling the bolt after changing the magazine. In many cases, this second can determine the final outcome of the battle.
This is a gamble. Gu Tie bets that the other party is using a thirty-round standard magazine. Except for the last bullet in the gun chamber, the few seconds it takes to change the magazine is the opponent's firepower vacuum period. The only way to launch an attack now is Only by counterattack can it be possible to gain the upper hand under the suppression of the automatic rifle. If the opponent uses a thirty-five-round magazine or a fifty-round drum, the current pause is just to confuse himself. An ominous thought passed through Gu Tie's mind. conjecture, but in this rapidly changing battle situation, he didn't have time to think about it, and he hoped that the other party wouldn't have time to lay a trap.
There is a small empty space diagonally opposite the burning wooden house. In the empty space is Ed's Harley-Davidson motorcycle. The enemy should be hiding behind the tree near the motorcycle. Adrenaline is pumping every muscle in Gu Tie's body. The fiber turned into a steel cable full of explosive power. He leaned into the dark forest, quickly detoured from the dimly lit area, swooped through the trees, and ran towards the motorcycle.
As if sensing the aura of danger, Gu Tie's feet made a zigzag evasion that was almost the limit of human bones and ligaments. His body was leaning against the ground, and a rapidly rotating small object flew past his shoulder, causing his skin to dodge. It's cold, maybe it's a scratch.
Pushing his feet on the ground, Gu Tie rolled forward and jumped up, rushing towards the bushes behind the motorcycle. The fire behind him stalled for a moment, and then an extremely bright fireball shot up, which just illuminated the panicked face of the enemy and dropped his rifle. , his right hand was pulling out a self-defense pistol from his coat.
"Pah, pah, pah," three bullets from Walter's pistol were imprinted on his chest. The enemy was knocked to the ground. The pistol that had not yet opened the safety flew out of his hand. Gu Tie failed to adjust his posture and fell to him with a plop. In front of him, he stood up with a curse, just in time to see the enemy with blood spilling from his mouth, groaning and groping for his waist, and was pulling out some kind of weapon.
"What's so great about the bulletproof suit?" Gu Tie used his left hand hard, and the tactical straight knife penetrated deeply into the opponent's thigh with a plop. The enemy wailed, his body arched like a shrimp, and the wolf-tooth dagger in his hand also fell to the ground, and the cold muzzle of the gun fell to the ground. Marked on his forehead, Gu Tie licked the scratches on his arm, gritted his teeth and said: "Are you GTC or 100 million jade pieces, where is Ed?"
The enemy, who was so painful that his head was covered with sweat, showed a strange expression that was half a smile but not a smile. "Damn, it's the same thing again." Gu Tie immediately jumped out and rolled behind a big tree, curled up into a ball, and held his hands Head protection.
Nothing happened. After a few minutes, Gu Tie slowly poked his head out and saw that the enemy's face was blue and purple, and he had fallen dead in a strange posture. "It's not a hundred million pieces of jade, and it's not a GTC routine. Could it be a Japanese spy?" It shouldn't be," Lao Gu approached suspiciously, pulled out the straight knife embedded in the opponent's thigh, and carefully fiddled with the body.
There are 100 million die-hard members of the IPU radicals. Each of them has a wire-controlled micro bomb hidden in his body. When his life is threatened, he can detonate it through small movements in the mouth. It is powerful enough to blow himself and the surrounding enemies into corpses. Yes, but the old-school method of hiding poison in the teeth is not their tradition. In fact, Gu Tie has not heard of this method of suicide for a long time.
Next to the enemy's corpse was a pair of priceless sophisticated night vision devices, but they were unable to be used due to the intensity of the fire. Under the hood was a typical Asian face, and there was no serial number or organization name on the black ops suit. The label indicates that the gun is a NATO-standard FN-FALVI assault rifle produced by the Domingo Mater factory in Argentina. There are no other clues.
Finally, Gu Tie cut open his combat uniform and found a tattoo on the enemy's abdomen.
"What does it mean,"
He stared at the crimson bird-shaped tattoo with fluttering wings in confusion.