The Throne Under the Starry Sky Chapter 8: Light of Thunder (Part 2)

"Four people..." Gu Tie looked back at the burning ruins of the cabin, "That should be fine." The first enemy was killed by Ed, the second and third enemies tracked him into the forest. Four enemies stayed here, burned the corpses of the wooden house and their companions, and then killed them by themselves.

"Gu Tie, who are you on earth." Watching the mysterious Chinese move smoothly to remove the pistol magazine to check the remaining bullets and close the insurance. With a light turn of the wrist, Walter's pistol disappeared in his hand, and the ranger Ed brought it. With a little guard, and curiously asked,

"I still want to ask who you are." Gu Tie glared at him. Unexpectedly, the beard was a hidden jungle warrior, watching him just lurking on a burning pine tree. The self-harm tactics that endure the flames and wait for the enemy to approach are definitely not something that the first brother who talks on paper can do it,

"Before I was discharged from the army, I served in the Polish Army’s 1st Special Operations Regiment. Later, I was selected by an elite unit of our country to perform special operations tasks until...I was forced to retire." Ed said proudly and sadly, bowing his head. Put out the last small flame on the clothes,

Gu Tie opened his mouth wide: "Thunder Special Forces."

The Polish Mobile Response Operation Force (grom), also known as the Thunder Special Forces, is a new type of special operations force established in 1991. Due to the strict confidentiality of the Polish military, the number of personnel and specific combat missions of the force are rarely known. However, according to outside estimates, there are about 270 members of grom, divided into groups of 4, each of which is a highly skilled and team-like combat unit.

Although Ed's double-barreled shotgun did not lift up, Gu Tie obviously felt a clear threat from his slightly changed stance, "Why do you know grom, show your identity." The ranger said. Gradually become cold,

Gu Tie hurriedly waved his hand: "Don’t make trouble, Lao Ai, did the Thunder Force go to China five years ago to carry out a confrontation campaign with the Nanjing Military Region’s Feilong Special Operations Group? At that time, were you still In service."

The beard nodded in confusion: "Yes, I was on the list of 80 people going to China."

"That's right." Gu Tie slapped his thigh. "At that time, I was studying at the Chinese People's Liberation Army University of Science and Technology, and I was invited to visit the confrontation drill. Speaking of which, I saw you on the podium five years ago. At that time, you must not have a beard, otherwise I can’t remember your face."

Ed immediately relaxed his vigilance and smiled a little shyly: "My beard started to grow after I retired. So, you are a Chinese soldier. What are you doing in Poland? Do you perform missions?"

"No, let's find a safe place first, and then slowly relive the old." Gu Tie scanned the messy woodland, "How do you explain these corpses and the fire to the Polish government."

"Corps, what kind of corpse." With an innocent look, the bearded kicked the one hundred and eighty-pound corpse into the flames with a plop.

Gu Tie was amused: "You don't really think that this small fire can burn the corpse and equipment together."

"Of course not." The seemingly honest rangers also have a cunning side. "The story goes like this: a forest fire happened naturally. Because of the fire, I had to evacuate the scene after reporting the disaster. Wait three. Five days later, the flames had completely subsided. I was surprised to find the remains of the foreigners together with the on-site investigators. Let the **** Polish government take care of the rest. I'm just an innocent veteran, anyway. It was a period of high fires. The forest fire in Belarus burned Pripyat Forest Park into wasteland, didn’t it?"

The perpetrator of the "forest fire" in Belarus opened his eyes and coughed twice, "Where are we going, and you seem to be a little dissatisfied with the government."

Ed did not speak up, and put a few brass bullet shells in his palms into his pocket. This little detail did not escape Gu Tie’s eyes. As a member of the Thunder Force who is good at stealth operations, the beard must have received strict grooming training. As for shooting the gun while reaching out to grab the bullet shell from the air to prevent the trace from being exposed,

"And your No. 12 deer bullet." Gu Tie reminded,

Ed glanced at him appreciatively: "You don't have to worry about that."

"Why." Gu Tie walked to the Japanese who had been shot in the chest, looked down, and was surprised to find that the large single-headed bullet embedded in the Kevlar's body armor had begun to dissolve, and the crystal hemispherical surface Reflecting the swaying flame, "...This is ice, a shotgun bullet made of ice." The Chinese couldn't help but squat down and touch the bullet. The tentacles were cold. Through the transparent shell, one could vaguely see the core of the bullet. A black little thing, like a stone that can be seen everywhere,

A deep roar sounded from behind. As the speed of the V-type engine gradually stabilized, the beautiful three-beat horseshoes from the twin cylinders resounded through the forest. Gu Tie stood up and saw Ed stepping onto the Harley Davidson fat boy. Motorcycle, beckon to him: "Come on, let's go."

Gu Tie hesitated: "Do you want me to sit in the back seat? I usually play your role, and there should be a beautiful woman with long waist and long legs to be enough for the picture..."

The beard blasted two sticks of oil and put it on the first gear, "Is it coming."

"Fools won't come." Gu Tie rushed over excitedly and jumped into the back seat of a Harley motorcycle. Ed Haha laughed, the motorcycle’s exhaust pipe spouted heat, "I know a small road, no one He can see us." He twisted the accelerator and the tires creaked and slipped on the ground. In the fragrant smell of gasoline and burnt tires, the orange cruising motorcycle rushed out of the fire and plunged into the dense forest at night.

The small road mentioned by Beard is not a road at all. The motorcycle shuttles between the trunks, making knee-to-ground bending motions one after another. Ed's driving skills make Gu Tie unable to resist another time. Marveled, after a few minutes, he couldn't help asking: "Is the ice bullet in the counterweight stones? You frozen it in the refrigerator. Is the ice hard enough so that it won't break."

"It is a stone used for counterweights. My refrigerator has been modified so that the freezer compartment can reach a low temperature of minus 42 degrees. At this temperature, the Mohs hardness of ice can reach between 4 and 5. If it can reach minus Fifty degrees..." Ed turned around and explained, "Look at the road and watch the road." Gu Tie screamed and pointed forward, the bearded man casually downshifted to refuel, and the heavy cruising motorcycle drew like a lamb to avoid the oncoming face. The big tree coming,

Gu Tie wiped a cold sweat on his forehead: "The Mohs hardness is above 4, it has already surpassed iron, reaching minus fifty degrees."

"The hardness can reach 6, the hardness of high-carbon steel, but civilian-grade refrigerators cannot complete this task. Industrial and laboratory-grade equipment is needed." Ed said,

"Then how do you solve the problem of overall strength, withstand the strong chamber pressure and the impact of hitting the target, will the ice warhead not break." Gu Tie is still puzzled,

"Let grom keep some of his own secrets." The beard turned his head and smiled.

Gu Tie curled his lips: "Isn't it okay to just lift the warhead out just to eliminate the evidence with such a great effort."

Ed shook his head: "You can't guarantee that on the battlefield, and tissue trauma analysis experts can analyze the model of ammunition and firearms from the shape of the wound channel, plus the model of the knife you used to raise the warhead. ."

"I still think your approach is a bit overkill." Gu Tie whispered,

I ran wildly for 40 minutes in the dark dense forest at the speed of life and death. The motorcycle rushed out of the woodland arbitrarily, the tires ran on the fine stones, there was a bump, there was still no light around, Gu Tie raised his head, The starry sky judges the direction. They have been heading northwest, and their current location should be in the northeastern suburbs of Bialystok.

"Where are we going." He yelled,

"Already here." The ranger replied,

Harley Motors stopped abruptly in front of a dark two-story building. Gu Tie got out of the car and looked at this ordinary building. The buildings without any surface decoration looked like self-built rural buildings all over China. There is no difference in the room. The bearded man turned off the fire and hid behind the house while pushing the motorcycle. Then he took out the key to open the door on the first floor, and pushed the creaking black iron door: "Please come in, friend, mi　casa, su casa."

"Gracias, what Spanish is a Polish who speaks Interlingua, I must have learned it from a Hollywood movie." Gu Tie mumbled and walked into the room. The first floor was completely empty, painted with a gray wall. Lacquer, no furnishings, walked up to the second floor with the beard. The two bedrooms on both sides of the corridor are equipped with simple camp beds, neatly folded army green thin quilts, desks without any decorative lines and look hard. The uncomfortable square stool and two 60-watt incandescent light bulbs hung on the ceiling. God knows where energy conservation and environmental protection has become a national perverted religious doctrine, where did he get this nostalgic and antique?

I stretched out my hand, and there was a thick dust on the tabletop. Obviously no one had lived in it for a long time. This house should belong to a soldier who has received strict training, has served for a long time, has no desires, and has no interest, Gu Tie Glancing at Ed, I think this bearded veteran who likes to engage in romanticism is a boring veteran, so there is not even a pornographic magazine in the room,

"The residence of a comrade-in-arms of mine." Sure enough, Ed explained, he went to the small kitchen at the end of the corridor and opened the refrigerator. The food turned into liquid and dripped down. Judging from the color, Gu Tie suspected that the viscous fluid was once a piece of ham.

The beard looked inside calmly, reached out and picked up two cans of tuna, and found another pot of bean soup that was sealed, "Dinner, is it okay."

Gu Tie stared at the sticky can, considered his physical needs, and nodded without disgust: "Okay, leave it to you, it's absolutely safe here."

"Of course, absolutely safe." Eddy replied confidently, rubbing the can on his shirt, and observing the date of production: "Oh, lucky, it's due today. We have three hours Eat it inside."

Gu Tie waved his hand weakly: "Whatever...I want to check some information online." He took out his cell phone from his pocket,

The beard showed a look of disgust: "gtc...Go to the bedroom, don't let me see it."

"Natural ipu candidates." Gu Tie commented, turning around and entering the room, "Yes, Gu Tie." Ed called him, "When dealing with the two enemies, I heard a noun , It may be their organization name, you might as well check it out."

"Okay, tell me." Gu Tie's eyes lit up, this is a precious clue,

"It seems to be called red... what kind of bird brother will come." The bearded scratched his nose, recalling, "There is a kind of bird, red, with long wings, what is it called."

Gu Tie immediately thought of the crimson bird tattoo on the Japanese body, "It's a bird of prey, isn't it."

Ed nodded: "Yes, what the eagle is, oh yes, owl, red owl...no, red owl, by the way, that name is ‘Red Xiao Brotherhood’."

"Red Owl Brotherhood, very good." Gu Tie immediately walked into the bedroom and connected to the Genesis Network to search for the name of the mysterious organization. He did not expect that such a simple act would be the beginning of a disaster.