Holding the shiny dirty bomb, Balvendra broke away from the GTC special team's tracking and led the members of "Shiva" to move quickly northwest along the Pripyat Valley. Shortly after they entered the valley, a loud sound rang out in the sky.
The rolling thunder of the "Tarantula" tactical drone passing at ultra-low altitude.
Sniper Joe squinted his eyes and looked up at the sky from the gaps in the dense vegetation: "Three. No, four drones. I believe we have attracted the attention of the entire Far East, leader." Due to the radio device and all other electronic equipment
They were burned together in the EMP explosion. His voice came muffled from behind the mask, which sounded a little weird.
"We still have time to be cool, why don't we wipe off the sweat first." Gu Tie curled his lips. Blood was oozing from the simply bandaged wound on the sniper's thigh. The Italian didn't make a sound, but beads of sweat continued to fall on his forehead like rain.
Drops. He was trying his best to catch up with everyone.
Aunt Sula turned back and said, "Don't be brave, my child. Do you want me to carry you?"
Joe shook his head. Professor Tariq's cold corpse lay prone on Aunt Sula's generous back. The body trembled with Aunt Sula's footsteps, like a funny marionette.
Gu Tie took two steps and walked side by side with Baal, "Will it sink?"
"It's just a stainless steel hollow can." Barr forced a smile.
"You should have thought that we are as conspicuous as fleas under a microscope. As soon as we leave the Pripyat Valley, we will be immediately targeted by the GTC and then eliminated in some 'safe' way." Gu Tie patted himself orange.
chemical protective clothing.
Another drone passed by at high speed, and everyone hid among the willows and alders at the bottom of the valley, waiting for the drone to leave and continue moving forward.
"We have a dirty bomb. GTC has weapons that can eliminate radioactive hazards?" Barr shook his head.
"According to some fragments of information I obtained... yes." Gu Tie answered honestly.
"Hush!" Timpani, who was acting as the vanguard, suddenly issued a silent command over the internal communication channel. Except for Gu Tie, several people quickly found cover positions in standard individual combat postures, pulled the bolts of their guns and looked for suspicious targets. To their left was Quiet.
On the right side of the quietly flowing Pripyat River is an upward-sloping embankment, covered with dense alder trees and herbs, with plump wild grapes shining in the leaves.
"What's the matter?" Amber asked in a low voice.
"I think we've reached the border." Timpani waved.
Gu Tie saw a rusty barbed wire fence in the jungle within sight, with a faded warning sign in Russian hanging on it: Belarusian border crossing is strictly prohibited.
"Joe," Barr called.
"There are no sentries. Not the grid." The Italian replied, putting down the infrared telescope.
"Aunt Sula."
"Yes." Aunt Sula quickly moved to the barbed wire with an agility that was not commensurate with her size, age and gender. She gently put Professor Tariq down, took out a small tool from his backpack, pressed the switch, and a white-hot
Flames spurted out. Thirty seconds later, two square meters of barbed wire was cut off and thrown aside. Barr signaled Gu Tie and his team members to pass the border and continue moving forward.
Soon after crossing the border, the terrain became noticeably smoother, and the northern plains covered with swampy wetlands appeared on both sides of the Pripyat River. Birds circled in the sky, the afternoon sun shone through the leaves, and the traces of the drone disappeared.
"Dumped them?" Amber asked.
"It's not that simple. The GTC definitely doesn't want to offend the Ukrainian government and Belarus at the same time, so it limits the drone's detection scope to the territory of Ukraine. Although the special service team near the Ark has lost all electronic equipment, the enemy reinforcements must be activated
Optical camouflage is chasing in this direction, Belarus is the only escape direction, and they will not be stupid enough to give up halfway." Barr replied.
"The trees are getting sparse. Soon we will appear on satellite photos." Gu Tie sighed, "Who has a spare satellite dish? I need to connect to a quantum computer to wipe our butts clean."
Barr shrugged. "Sorry."
"I laid eight booby traps along the road, and none of them were triggered." Timpani, who was walking in front, turned around and said.
"What we are chasing this time is not a miscellaneous fish like Major Denblin. The 'Tarantula' UAV uses a Delta-3 pylon, which is the interface for the crew delivery module. GTC must make the best enemy
Transferred from the Polish base." Gu Tie was breathing heavily as he walked, thinking that his recent exercise was a little too little. It was all the fault of the "world". It took up time for fitness and time for picking up girls. - The key is picking up girls.
time.
"The 'best' enemy?" Amber chuckled.
Blonde girl. Gu Tie made a comment from his heart. No matter how smart she is, she is always blonde.
"You mean..." Barr glanced sideways at his team members.
"If we were to catch up, we would be dead. But with our traveling speed, it is impossible to be faster than the GTC elite group. Overall, we would be dead." Gu Tie admitted.
Joe spat dissatisfied, of course, into his mask.
Barr made a sign of stopping. Timpani, Amber, Aunt Sula, Joe and Gutie stopped and gathered around him.
The leader of "Shiva" tiredly put down the metal can, untied the air-tight ring on his neck, took off his chemical protective suit mask, and took a long breath of fresh air in the wetlands along the river. A drop of sweat fell along his knife-like chin.
It fell and hit the stainless steel tank marked with a radiation hazard symbol, making a soft sound.
"Time?" he asked.
"Twelve twenty-four noon." Timpani looked at the mechanical watch on his wrist and replied.
"Location?" he asked.
Amber took out a crumpled military map from his backpack and read it against the compass: "Pulsky National Forest Park, Gomel Oblast, Belarus, coordinates longitude: 29.8638; latitude: 51.571."
Bal looked around. The Pripyat River meandered forward like a green silk satin. The riverside was covered with miscellaneous trees, and the leaves began to turn yellow. Between the sparse trees, large and small wetlands and swamps dotted the northern plains in autumn.
A squirrel poked its head out from a wild apple tree studded with red fruits, curiously looking at the uninvited guest who had smuggled in.
Gu Tie said softly, "Well... Boss, let me remind you. If the reinforcing GTC team is not stupid, in ten minutes at most, we will appear in their optical sights."
"Ten minutes? Very good, we won't run away anymore." Barr unzipped his chemical protective suit, took off his heavy orange coat, made a gesture, and lowered his head to check the magazine of the assault rifle.
Several members of Shiva followed the leader without hesitation, taking off their chemical protective suits and packing their belongings. Timpani and Joe disappeared into the woods, and Aunt Sula held the ADO with the terrifying super-large capacity drum drum in her left hand.
-12 "Strike" fully automatic shotgun, and the MX-25 grenade gun holding the timpani in his right hand, just like a highly flexible one-man infantry fighting vehicle. Amber is holding the same model of Kruger self-defense as Gu Tie
Pistol, guarding the leader vigilantly.
Gu Tie was stunned for a few seconds, then realized what he was doing and took off his chemical protective clothing in the same manner. "I understand, the operation in Kuala Lumpur will start soon, right?"
"Twelve forty." Barr's eyes shot out with frightening fanaticism. "Sixteen minutes later, the largest solar eclipse since the advent of the quantum network will occur. Let the stupid people who believe in Genesis have a taste of the darkness.
Be afraid. Cadavaro..."
"Wait, wait, wait." Gu Tie waved his hand with a headache, "Don't get angry yet. You have to know that even if your team succeeds in blowing up the Genesis Greater East Asia core route in Malaysia, the pursuers behind us will not fall.
Damn it, they used satellite antennas to connect to Salzburg through GTC’s space-based route. Don’t tell me that you found anti-satellite weapons left over from the former Soviet Union.”
"Of course not." Bart said calmly.
Gu Tie rubbed his temples. "Then why are we waiting to be beaten into a hornet's nest by those armed guys? Don't you have a better idea than committing suicide?"
"Tie, my friend." Barr stepped forward and put his right hand on Gu Tie's shoulder. "You have too few opportunities to deal with GTC, and we have been playing cat and mouse games with them for many years. No one can compare with us.
Learn more about their behavior.
Although GTC is an organization led by scientists, its internal discipline is stricter than that of the army. The special service team is a meticulous executor. There is no order from the top. They have no autonomy. The behavior of each team member is monitored by Genesis at all times. Any self-assertion
All actions are a provocation to the authority of the GTC. The GTC has a special department responsible for reviewing and punishing special service members. In extreme cases, they have the right to shoot suspicious persons."
"Like the Gestapo." Gu Tie muttered.
"That's right. We have a dirty bomb - we look like we have a dirty bomb, so there's no way policymakers can issue a 'fire on contact' order. Once they find us, they'll snoop like a ghost and follow like a shadow until the top brass
Determined to bear the risk of radiation leakage and use that mysterious weapon of destruction to wipe us off the face of the earth. Until the standing committee members of the GTC come to a conclusion after arguing, we are safe." Barr patted the stainless steel can, and the can made a hollow sound.
sound.
"I know. It's very risky, but it's worth a try." Gu Tie nodded, "After the elite team bit our ass, before the old guys could come to a conclusion, Kuala Lumpur's core route exploded into the sky with a bang.
.The old guys are going crazy and have no time to deal with us little bugs for the time being, and the special service team who don't get the order to fire are like hedgehogs with their thorns pulled out. The only problem is...
These little fatties are invisible. We can’t see them.”
Baal smiled. "My jungle warfare experts are not around, but Shiva's best blasters, firepower and snipers are gathered here, plus me and you, old friend. I have nothing to fear."
Gu Tie spread his hands and said, "I really miss the days when I would play with my life with you. I should say, the days when you would play with your life and I would be unlucky."
"Stop complaining. We still have a few minutes to familiarize ourselves with the terrain, infrared, motion sensors, and radios. We have nothing but eyes, ears, and a crosshair."