The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 175: The Gunfire Field (Part 1)

In the narrow streets of the slums of Zamyn-Uud, Mongolia, the life and death status of a homeless man changed three times in Gu Tie’s mind. His right index finger trembled a few times on the pistol trigger and lowered the gun. Quickly asked in English: "Name."

"Russia, Russia, Japan, and Russia..." The homeless man who seemed to be in a severely malnourished state replied tremblingly,

"Real name." Gu Tie asked nonchalantly, slamming the opponent's eyebrows with his gun. Even if he didn't know much about Mongolia, the common name "Rukhek" that represents bravery sounds It’s not like a real name, just like the Chinese blurting out "Wang Jianshe" and "Zhang Jiefang" as unreliable,

"...Zhuoli, Zhuoligetu..." The dark-skinned man shrank into a ball because of fear, his eyes scanned everywhere, not daring to make contact with the gunman’s eyes,

Gu Tie glanced back. The last half of the team’s face, Gith, waved to indicate that it was temporarily safe. The Chinese knelt down and got close to the face of the tramp, and said softly, "Zhuoligetu, you said you can take us out. , It’s better not to be a lie."

The Mongolian stuck his body to the wall at a loss, as far as possible from the muzzle of the black hole: "I, I mean, sir, I grew up here, no matter who is chasing you, I can Take you out, I know a path leading to the suburbs."

Gu Tie and Eva exchanged glances. Little Lolita spent a few seconds thinking, then nodded, "Lead the way, if you dare to shout, I will shoot, if you try to sneak away, I will shoot , If you lead us to a suspicious place, I will shoot, and the cooperating attitude will prolong your life, understand.” The Chinese picked up the homeless man and pushed forward. This guy may not weigh too much. At 100 catties, there is almost no muscle in both cheeks, and his legs are as thin as hemp rods. They are completely contrary to the image of a short but strong Mongolian. In fact, Gu Tie has deep suspicion in his heart, and he has been in danger for a long time. Rolling and hitting made him completely lack confidence in "coincidence", and when he needed it most, a guide who knew the terrain appeared, but there is no better way at the moment, he can only take one step and look one step at a time.

"Here, this way." Zhuo Ligetu staggered and started to move forward. His right calf had a significant deformity, which caused a bumpy and slow pace. After half a minute, Xiao Bailian George became impatient and attacked with sig556. The rifle stabbed the homeless man in the back: "Go faster."

"It's coming soon." The Mongolian replied with a crying face, and opened a piece of rag with his thin black hands. The group followed him into an unexpected alley, back-to-back ruined buildings formed a secret On the road, the wooden shed shades the sun, and the **** scattered on the ground exudes a stinking stench. Eva covers her nose with her hand and kicks a rotting animal carcass away, "It is getting darker and darker, Guise, Be vigilant."

"Understood." As soon as the voice fell, the half-faced juggler shot out a flying needle. The silver needle accurately penetrated the head of a small animal five meters away, making the rat or bat call. Strangled in the throat,

Walking with one foot high and one low, Gu Tie couldn't help but say: "Guise, don't be angry when I ask a question... Don't you only have one eye? Why can you see so clearly in the dark." /

"He is equipped with a miniature sonar sensor where he lost his eyeballs to assist in positioning, you talkative guy." Little Lori answered coldly,

At this time, Terry the clown seemed to finally understand the development, and he broke free from the support of his beard and came to the bickering two people, "It was me who broke the matter, right? I should have fallen asleep for eight hours after receiving the listener's instructions. Yes, I don’t know why I woke up early this time, damn... I'm sorry, Eva..."

"Don't think too much, it's not your fault." Eva stood on tiptoe and patted the clown on the shoulder, "Just keep up with everyone and don't fall behind."

"...Cut..." Gu Tie, who always couldn't understand Little Lolita's maternally radiant expression, curled his lips and murmured,

Wandering in such a narrow place that cannot be called a road at all, guns and boots seem to be quite a hindrance, but the disabled tramp in front becomes a fish in the sea, walking lightly from the trash dripping with black water. The sound of gunshots and shouts disappeared completely. Except for the sound of footsteps, only the rustling of rodents in the dark gnawing on something broke the silence. Gu Tie saw several pairs of vigilant people at the root of the wall more than once. Green eyes,

"Zhuoligetu." The Chinese quickened their pace and came behind the Mongolians.

"First, sir." The tramp shivered visibly and slowed down: "You will be there in another fifty steps, sir."

Gu Tie suddenly stretched out his hand and took the opponent's right hand, pinching his thin wrist with two fingers: "Ask you a few questions, I will ask, you answer, don't think, keep going."

"You, you say..." Zhuoligetu tried to pull out his arm, but his wrist remained motionless like it was clamped in a vise. He grinned, "It hurts..."

"Your name." Gu Tie stared into his eyes and asked. It is imprecise and imprecise to use blood pressure, pulse, heart rate, respiration, skin color and other physiological indicators to detect polygraphs. I have deceived most of the techniques of polygraphs, and even an experienced liar can use self-hypnosis to turn a lie into reality, but now Gu Tie can only try it.

"Zhuo, Zhuoligetu." Two teardrops hung on the bag of the tramp's dry eyes, "It hurts, it hurts..."

"Age."

"Four or forty-two years old..."

"Initial occupation."

"At first, I was a graduate student in the Department of Biology of Mongolian National University. After graduation, I worked in the laboratory. It hurts, hurts..."

This unexpected answer made the Chinese stunned for a while,

"Yesterday's dinner."

"I, I can't remember... it's porridge, a bowl of hot milk porridge..."

"How much money do you have."

"One, not even a tugrik..."

"How far is it to the suburbs."

"Mr. Fifty or Fifty Steps, just go straight on and it's there, please let me go, it hurts..."

Gu Tie let go of his finger. This homeless man named Zhuoligetu was either a gift from God, or a true liar. He could not judge the respective probabilities of the two for a while, only knowing how to pose. Before them is a simple but life-and-death question, believe it, or not believe it,

No matter which choice you make, it is the most appropriate time to shoot and kill the guide now. Gu Tie moved his wrist slightly, the line of sight in his mind solidified on the back of Zhuoligetu’s messy hair, and the Mongolian rubbed his right hand. Walking while crying, I kept mumbling about the Mongolian language I didn’t understand,

At this time Eva rushed up and gently pressed the Chinese pistol, "I smell the wilderness, and he didn't lie to us."

"Maybe the term'wilderness' refers to a group of special soldiers covered in cow dung." Gu Tie gave the little girl a displeased look.

"Do you want to use your right to order me to kill him? I might do it." Little Lori raised her head and looked straight into Gu Tie's eyes, walking in the dark, holding two revolvers. The year-old blonde girl stared at herself with green eyes. This strange picture made Gu Tie's life unforgettable, "Forget it." The Chinese gave in, squeezed out two words with a straight face, and gently hammered the pistol back with the thumb of his right hand. Bit,

One minute later, the zigzag alley came to an end, with sunlight coming through from ahead, Gu Tie reached out and grabbed Zhuoligetu's shoulder: "You wait a minute."

Without ordering, George, the leading soldier of the Glory Circus, passed the crowd with an assault rifle, approached the alley in a low posture, and slowly picked up the rag curtain at the beginning with his muzzle, "Safe." He gestured to his feet. Turning his head back to smile to everyone: "Out there is the endless Gobi Desert, there is not even a ghost, we are safe, boss, love baby."

"Get down."

Gu Tie yelled out with all his strength, and the smile on George’s face solidified, he had no time to bend down, and a hot bullet pierced his body and exploded on the wall. "Bang." The dull gunfire was blown by the wind. "Sniper, each one is hidden." Gu Tie roared and lay down in the foul-smelling trash. He took out his pistol and fired continuously. The moment he lifted the curtain, he saw a silvery ominous flash coming from a dense camel thorn in the distant Gobi Desert. When he realized that it was a sight reflecting the sunlight, everything had happened.

George supported his body from the ground, and plasma gurgled from the laceration wound on his flanks. "That's the American cheytac　m-200 sniper rifle. It has a 408-inch bullet with very high accuracy. It's a...good gun... "The pale white face moved his lips, slowly crawling into the alley,

Gu Tie’s eyes went dark, and several people appeared in front of him to block his vision, “You **** don’t die, get down quickly.” The ghost’s right-handed partners fulfilled their promise to protect the selected, with Flesh and flesh cast a line of defense. Magician Bot stretched out his arms, and countless red fireflies drilled out of his cuffs. These small spots of light began to burn violently when they touched the air, leaving thick smoke and high heat in the air.

"Bang." The sniper rifle was fired again, and the 10.36*83mm special seed bullet rubbed George's thigh into the ground. The strong kinetic energy tore apart the nylon training pants, digging out a two-pound piece of flesh, and the assaultman groaned. With a sound, the speed of crawling has become slower,

The gunfire sounded, and the rifle’s messy shooting sounded into one piece. It should be that the distant enemy began to cover the fire. The dense barrage blocked the exit of the alley, and the white smoke was filled, temporarily blocking the sniper’s sight. Do it, Eva." With half of his face, Guice wanted to rush out to rescue George, and then abruptly held back the action and looked at the leader of the team with one eye.

Little Lori bit her lips tightly: "We follow the same path..."

"Bot, do you have any heavy weapons." Gu Tie jumped up suddenly,

"Most of them were left in the car, only a few grenades and a little explosive." Luo Jihu replied,

"Enough, listen to me." The Chinese squeezed the pistol viciously, "rush out, rescue Xiao Bai Lian, and then tear the Mongolian who slipped away to pieces."