Gu Tie waved his hand and reshaped his body. After a period of violent turmoil, the Pure Land finally returned to calm. The hazy white mist once again enveloped the entire space. Black spears occasionally flashed in the clouds. Thunderclouds rolled in the sky and the soil was moist. The earth gave the owner of the pure land the best comfort. Gu Tie fell to the ground exhausted, not wanting to move a little finger.
"What is the origin of this Red Owl Brotherhood?" He muttered with lingering fear. Just a query on the search engine triggered a fierce counterattack from the other party. This organization called the Red Owl Brotherhood seems to have no mercy towards peepers. .and as hypersensitive as a spinster changing her clothes.
I know very little about the opponent. The only information I have is: the opponent's operational team members are Japanese. The equipment is very good. The origin of the attack is also Japan. The organization was established in 2026. The purpose is what the hell equality and freedom... It seems that the creed of all cult organizations is equality and freedom. "Unless the world ends, how can there be true equality and freedom?" Gu Tie sighed and said to himself.
He suddenly remembered the huge red countdown number in the basement of his courtyard house in Beijing. The reason for the establishment of the "Betrayer" organization. The disordered strings in the ordered quantum network. A mysterious date with an undetermined end. That ominous countdown day. .
"Wait. Could it be that they also have these numbers?" Gu Tie sat up suddenly. The expression on his face changed. "If... if this date is really the end of the world. This bastard's organization has completely understood the consequences of the final judgment. Moment. Now they are using the name of the end of the world to develop believers, collect finances, and build things like spaceships to try to avoid meteorite impacts or alien attacks. Then bang. All mankind is destroyed. They fly leisurely to the distant place in small boats. Centaur..." In the end, Gu Tie also found that the more he said, the more nonsense he said. He slapped himself lightly. "Bah. I started making up stories again. No other organization can know the secret of the countdown. I still should have this confidence. Yes. Then there are two questions. First, why are they looking for me. Second, why are they so afraid of others finding out."
Gu Tie sat on the ground and was stunned for a long time. No one was around to answer his questions. Suddenly he missed the days when Lao Xiao was by his side. Xiao Liping pushed up his old-fashioned tortoise-shell framed glasses. A few of them must have popped up. An accurate explanation of his visual blind spots...Although he always describes everything from the perspective of conspiracy theory as a mysterious arrangement of a certain organization. For example, Lao Xiao firmly believes that the chefs of every Chengdu snack bar in Beijing are squatting Eight strong men with guns and ammunition, ready to respond to the intelligence collected from the Shaxian snack bar, rushed into the Lanzhou Ramen shop to arrest al-Qaeda members who had sneaked into China. This caused Gu Tie to go to the kitchen nervously every time he ate on the street. Take a second look and feel at ease after seeing the dirty and shiny chef.
Gu Tie thought for a long time and had no clue. So he wrote a sealed letter about what happened today and sent it to Xiao Liping. He told Lao Xiao that there was a strange little Japanese organization behind his butt that was killing people and setting fires. He had time to look up the relevant information. But first Safety is absolutely guaranteed. It is best to use official channels and diplomatic methods to circumvent the situation. Do not attract the other party's attention. Although a defensive force has been defeated, who knows how powerful the Brotherhood is watching in the dark.
After finishing all this, he lay on the ground in a daze for a while. The frequent mobilization of critical power made Gu Tie a little worried. He was afraid that Genesis would notice the strangeness of this small backdoor thread. This kind of cat-and-mouse game is inherently shady. Once Let the carrier of the quantum network discover that the pure land that Gu Tie lives on will be gently popped by the quantum computer like a soap bubble. Not even a drop of soapy water will be left behind.
But the matter has come to this. No matter what he does, it will not help. Gu Tie is a short-sighted and optimistic guy. At that time, he threw aside his doubts, tore up the space, and left the pure land. He wiped clean his footprints and before logging out of the network, he checked the present There is nothing unusual about the security situation within ten kilometers of the location. Several police cars and fire trucks set off from Bialystok and drove east along Highway 27. They should have received forest fire information. Go to the rescue. I don't know how big the fire will be. Gu Tie is a little worried about the bearded ranger. Now even if he doesn't have to go to military court, he can't keep his leisurely job. It's a pity that there is a room full of freshly brewed applesauce.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door. Ed said excitedly outside the door: "Gu Tie. Gu Tie. I just went downstairs to check the motorcycle. I found two cans of applesauce in the Harley's storage box. Later I remembered that I was going to bring it to Marian Angeleska’s parents over the weekend. We will solve it now.”
Gu Tie happened to turn off his cell phone. He sat up and rubbed his temples. Hearing this, he got out of bed and opened the door. The bearded man rushed in with a smile like a child holding two large jars of jam. He placed the glass jars on the table with two thuds. "Wait while I bring the canned tuna. I also found a bottle of vodka. Although it is lemon-flavored Vibroca...but vodka is vodka after all."
Gu Tie shook his head with a wry smile and put the pistol hidden behind his back into his trouser pocket. Ed ran out of the door like a gust of wind. He returned to the hut with more food and set up a table in a mess. "Ed, I didn't ask you to eat first. "?" Gu Tie couldn't help asking. The bearded man patted him on the shoulder in a good-tempered way: "If you stay in the forest for a few more days, you won't like dinner alone anymore. Let's talk while drinking."
There was no wine glass to be found. The ranger grabbed two boxes of 400ml canned fish. He opened one box and smelled it. It seemed that it had gone bad. He poured it out completely. He raised his head and poured the other box into his mouth, including the fish meat and soup. He didn't even chew. He swallowed the food as soon as his thick Adam's apple rolled. Then he shook the juice in the can. He grabbed the vodka and unscrewed the bottle cap. He filled the two tin boxes with a gulp. A small bottle of vodka was just right. Filled two tin cans. Ed threw away the wine bottle, picked up the cans and handed them over.
Gu Tie frowned and took the box of vodka, which smelled fishy and had a layer of brown grease floating on it. "Why don't you just drink from the bottle." He didn't understand the Polish people's aesthetic taste.
"Aren't you Chinese afraid of being unhygienic?" Ed's eyes widened. "In the past, I had contact with special forces from other countries. Many people didn't like the way a bottle of wine was passed around. They said it would spread diseases and so on."
Gu Tie endured waves of nausea and looked up and down the can of fish vodka. He felt that the hygiene problem of this method of drinking was much more serious than indirect kissing... He took a peek just now. The can he had was the one that had gone bad. Gu Tie He put down the wine bottle and explained dejectedly: "We Chinese people eat a plate of food with many people. Everyone's saliva is mixed in the plate with chopsticks. Do you think we are afraid of passing the wine bottle around? You said It's not that I didn't go to China. Didn't the Nanjing Military Region treat you with a big pot of rice? Instead, it opened a small stove alone... Oh. The Lei Ming troops visited China. Of course they opened a small stove. Damn... Even if you open a small stove, you have to put a plate of food on it. .”
"The colonel was afraid that we wouldn't be able to get used to Chinese food and that diarrhea would affect our combat effectiveness, so he took the chef with him. We used the Chinese field kitchen to cook Polish food for seven days." Ed replied with a frown. "Then what should we do now?"
"What else can I do? Just drink it." Gu Tieyi said cruelly. He picked up the iron box and gestured: "Cheers." He raised his head and took two sips. The smell of alcohol, lemon and spoiled canned tuna spread in his mouth.
It was a brutal and inhumane melee. Gu Tie covered his mouth, widened his eyes, and said silently in his mind: You can't vomit, you can't vomit, you can't vomit... Vomiting would be disrespectful to your Polish comrades... His pupils were almost dilated due to excessive concentration.
A trickle of vodka seeped out uncontrollably from the left nostril. Ed was stunned and stunned.
Gudong.
Finally, Gu Tie's throat relaxed. He swallowed the wine into his stomach. He opened his mouth and let out a very smelly wine burp. Then he chewed it twice and spit out a piece of fish bone.
"Think about it. It's not bad." Gu Tie raised his thumb with dull eyes.
The bearded man was a little puzzled by the strange behavior of his Chinese comrades. But five seconds later, the ranger who took a big sip of wine was hit by the same pain. He held his breath, his cheeks bulged high, and his face flushed.
His eyes were red. Gu Tie grabbed his phone with trembling hands and looked at the time: "Old Ai, if you persist for thirty seconds, you will win. Theoretically speaking, people's sense of taste is easily deceived. After thirty seconds, you will win.
I can’t taste the rotten tuna... Damn, by the way, your tuna isn’t rotten.”
But he overestimated Ed's adaptability and underestimated the endurance of the retired special forces soldiers. This mouthful of vodka stayed in Ed's mouth for three minutes. During this period, the bearded man did not take a breath. It was so suffocating that his eyes were filled with vodka.
The eyes are bulging out.
"A good man." Gu Tie praised. He picked up the can and took a sip of wine to moisten his throat. This time he was caught unprepared and almost spit out today's lunch.
Finally, the bearded man also swallowed the wine with difficulty. He took a deep breath and squeezed out two words from between his teeth: "Good wine."
"Isn't it a good wine?" He scooped up a lump of jam from the glass jar and put it into his mouth to suppress the bad taste. Gu Tie became interested. "Then let's play a game from now on. We take turns asking questions. Whose is it?"
If the other person can't answer the question, just take a sip of wine."
"That won't work." Ade is much smarter than his seemingly honest appearance. "If you ask a question like 'How many stars are there in the sky?' Who can answer it? You will know that you Chinese people are the most calculating. Humph."
Gu Tie thought for a while. "That's it. We can only ask questions about each other's past and talk about the past. Then there will be no questions that cannot be answered."
"If you can answer them all, who is drinking?" The bearded man once again pointed out the flaw in his words.
"Are you having fun or not?" Gu Tie roared angrily. Ed quickly surrendered. "Then let me ask first." Gu Tie licked the applesauce on his finger. "What was your identity when you served in the Thunder Army?
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The Thunder Force is a special forces unit composed of several four-man squads. Gu Tie asked because he wanted to know Ed's role in the squad. This partner whom he had just met impressed him deeply with his agility and toughness.
.Gu Tie was very interested in knowing more about him.
The bearded man hesitated for a moment after hearing this question. He picked up the iron box and weighed it. He finally lost to the threat of tuna vodka: "Okay. Although there is a confidentiality agreement after retirement, the colonel will not shoot me just for a casual chat. ...I am the sniper of the GROMT-12 team."
It was actually a sniper. Gu Tie looked at this rough-looking guy again. A sniper who used a large double-barreled shotgun to fight guerrilla warfare was a different kind. In comparison, the Italian Joe in the Shiva Elite Team looked like a textbook. A model sniper.
"T-12 is the number of the team. What does T mean?" Gu Tie asked.
Ed was not deceived. He raised his finger and said, "The first question is over. Now let me ask you...Who are you?"
There is still a bit of distrust in the bearded eyes. This is because the Chinese people who appear as tourists in distress have made a 180-degree turn. One moment, they were as embarrassed as beggars. The next moment, a large number of Chinese people appeared. He piles up pursuers and takes out a small pistol to kill well-equipped enemies. This is simply a plot from a TV series.
"Who am I? I am Gu Tie. My real name. Not a pen name. Not a stage name." Gu Tie answered honestly, knowing that the other party could see from his eyes that he was not lying. "I am now an unemployed vagrant. "Who are those Japs with rifles? I don't know at all. Really." He added. There is no word "Japanese devils" in International Language. Gu Tie said it was "Japanese ghosts".
"Why a ghost?" Ed didn't understand and asked suspiciously.
"This is the next question." Gu Tie laughed loudly. "Answer me now. What does the T in T-12 mean?"
Ed sighed, looked around warily, and lowered his voice: "T means overseas troops. Among the nearly 70 teams in the Thunder Force, 12 are specially assigned to perform missions overseas. Our team is one of them. .You know. The financial situation of the Polish government has been very bad. In order to subsidize the Polish Army's military expenses, 12 thunder squads undertake various mercenary tasks around the world. From assassinations and cleanup to defense and escort. Our reputation is very good. Of course. .It does not appear in the international mercenary market under the name of 'Thunder'."
This answer surprised Gu Tie: "Poland is already so poor. Let the United Nations know about it. It's a big joke."
Ed shook his head and didn't want to talk anymore. He took a spoonful of jam and put it in his mouth. He asked, "What is the purpose of coming to Poland?"
Gu Tie scratched his head and decided to tell the truth: "That's it. I spent the night with a very charming young lady in Belarus... My Natalia. I don't know how she is now... Suddenly there is a crazy Japanese Someone rushed in and knocked me down. They put me into a speeding train and prepared to transport me to Warsaw. I woke up and jumped out of the train to escape. Then I met you. As for why I came to Poland... I don't know. Ask that Japanese lunatic. go."
The bearded man opened his mouth in disbelief. "Believe it or not," Gu Tie added angrily. He took out the check with many zeros on it from his arms and handed it to the other party. "This is compensation for you. Originally, It’s to thank you for the lunch. Now it seems that even your wooden house has been lost.”
Ed took the check and counted the zeros one by one with his thick fingers. He raised his head and looked shocked: "Who are you?"
"I already said I am Gu Tie." The Chinese said irritably. "It's my turn to ask. What was the content of your last mission before retiring."
This is a question that Gu Tie has always kept in his mind. It is impossible for elite special forces members to live in obscurity in the forest after retirement. And the hatred between Ed and his fiancée Malian towards GTC is also worthy of further study. Here. There must be a story.
Sure enough, upon hearing this, the bearded man immediately picked up the iron box and took a big gulp of wine.