Chapter 51: Dangerous Weapons (I)
Holding the shiny dirty bomb, Balvindra broke away from the GTC's secret service and led the members of Shiva in a rapid northwest direction along the Pripyat Valley. Shortly after they entered the river valley, the sky resounded with the rolling thunder of the "Tarantula" tactical drone passing at an ultra-low altitude.
Sniper Joe narrowed his eyes and looked up at the sky through the gap in the dense vegetation: "Three." No, four drones. Believe that we have attracted the attention of the entire Far East, leader. As the radio was incinerated in the EMP explosion, along with all the other electronic equipment, his voice sounded muffled from behind the mask.
"You still have time to be handsome, so it's better to wipe your sweat first. Gu Tie pouted. Blood was oozing from the simply bandaged wound on the sniper's thigh, and the Italian did not let out a single groan, but beads of sweat continued to drip down his forehead like falling rain. He was trying his best to catch up with the crowd.
Aunt Sula turned her head, "Don't be pushy, kid. Do you want me to carry you?"
Joe shook his head. On Aunt Sula's broad back lay Professor Tariq's cold corpse, which shook like a comical marionette with her feet.
Gu Tie took two steps in a hurry, parallel to Barr, "Sink or not?"
"It's just a stainless steel hollow tank. Barr squeezed out a smile.
"You should expect that we are as conspicuous as fleas under the microscope, and as soon as we leave the Pripyat Valley, we will immediately be locked by the GTC and then removed in some 'safe' way. Gu Tie patted his orange chemical protective suit.
Another drone swept 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 move on.
"We have a dirty bomb. Does the GTC have weapons that can eliminate the hidden dangers of radioactivity?" Barr shook his head.
"According to some of the fragments I have gotten...... Yes. Gu Tie replied honestly.
"Shhhhh In addition to Gu Tie, several people quickly looked for a cover position in a standard individual combat posture and pulled the bolt to find suspicious targets. To their left is the quietly flowing Pripyat River, and on the right is a sloping embankment overgrown with dense alders and herbaceous plants, with plump wild grapes sparkling in the leaves.
"What's the matter?" Amber asked in a low voice.
"I think we've reached the border. The timpani waved.
Gu Tie saw a rusty barbed wire fence in the jungle as far as his eye could see, on which a faded Russian warning sign was hung: Belarus borders, it is strictly forbidden to cross the border.
"Joe. Barr called.
"There are no sentinels. Not the power grid. The Italian put down the infrared telescope and replied.
"Aunt Sula. β
"Yes. Aunt Sula quickly moved to the barbed wire with an agile pace disproportionate to her size, age, and gender, gently lowering Professor Tariq, pulling a gadget out of her backpack, flipping a switch, and a white hot flame erupted. Thirty seconds later, two square meters of barbed wire were cut and thrown aside, and Barr motioned for Gu Tie and his team to cross the border and move on.
Soon after crossing the border, the terrain was noticeably flattened, and on both sides of the Pripyat River, a borough plain with swampy wetlands appeared, birds hovered in the sky, the afternoon sun shone through the leaves, and the drone trail disappeared.
"Dump them?" Amber asked.
"It's not that simple. GTC must not want to offend Belarus while provoking the Ukrainian government, so the detection scope of drones is limited to the territory of Ukraine. Although the special service group near the Ark lost all its electronic equipment, the reinforced enemy must have turned on the optical camouflage and followed closely in this direction, Belarus was the only way to escape, and they would not be stupid enough to give up halfway. Barr replied.
"The trees are getting thinner. Soon we will be on satellite photos. Gu Tie sighed, "Who has a spare satellite dish? I need to connect the quantum computer to wipe our butts clean." β
Barr shrugged. "I'm sorry. β
"I laid eight thunderbolts along the way, and none of them were triggered. The timpani that had walked in front looked back and said.
"It's not Major Demblin that I'm chasing this time. The Tarantula drone uses a Delta-3 pylon, which is the interface of the crew drop module, and the GTC must have brought in its best enemies from its base in Poland. Gu Tie gasped as he walked, thinking that his recent exercise was a bit too little. It's all the "world" to blame. It takes up gym time and pickling time. ββThe key is the time to pick up girls.
"The 'best' enemy?" Amber chuckled.
Blonde. Gu Tie gave a comment from his heart. No matter how smart it is, it's blonde.
"You mean......" Barr glared sideways at his teammates.
"If we are to be overtaken, we will die. But at the speed at which we are traveling, it is impossible to be faster than the elite group of GTC. In general, we are dead. Gu Tie admitted.
Joe spat in disgruntle, spitting inside his mask, of course.
Barr made a stop-and-go gesture. Timpani, Amber, Aunt Sula, Joe, and Gu Tie stopped and gathered around him.
The leader of Shiva wearily lowered the metal canister, unfastened the airtight ring around his neck, took off the hazmat mask, and breathed in the fresh air of the wetlands along the river. A drop of sweat fell down his knife-like jaw and slammed into the stainless steel canister marked with a radiation hazard sign with a soft thud.
"When?" he asked.
"12:24 p.m. The timpani looked at the mechanical watch on his wrist and replied.
"Where?" he asked.
Amber pulled out a crumpled military map from her backpack and read it against her compass: "Pulsky National Forest Park, Gomel Oblast, Belarus, coordinates longitude: 29.8638, latitude: 51.571." β
Barr looked around. The Pripyat River meanders forward like a turquoise silk, its banks are overgrown with trees, the leaves are beginning to turn yellow, and among the sparse trees, large and small wetlands and marshes dot the northern plains in autumn, a squirrel pokes its head out of a wild apple tree full of red fruits, curiously watching the uninvited guests smuggled in.
Gu Tie whispered, "That...... Lao Ba, let me remind you. If the reinforcements are not stupid, we will be in their optical sights in ten minutes at most. β
"Ten minutes? Good, we're not running away. Bal unzipped his hazmat suit, took off his heavy orange coat, and gestured, looking down to check the magazine of his assault rifle.
Without hesitation, several members of Shiva followed the leader to take off their hazmat suits and organize their own bags. The timpani and Joe each disappeared into the woods, and Aunt Sula carried the ADO-12 "Striker" fully automatic shotgun with a chilling super-capacity drum in her left hand and the MX-25 howitzer with the timpani in her right hand. Amber held the same model of Kruger's self-defense pistol as Gu Tie, and guarded the leader's side vigilantly.
Gu Tie was stunned for a few seconds, then reacted and took off his chemical protective suit in the same way. "I see, the operation in Kuala Lumpur is about to start, right? β
"Twelve forty o'clock. Barr's eyes shone with a terrifying frenzy. "Sixteen minutes later, the biggest eclipse since the advent of the quantum network is about to occur. Let the foolish people who believe in Genesis taste the horrors of darkness. Catalvaro ......"
"Blah blah. Gu Tie waved his hand in a headache, "Don't attack yet." You know, even if your team succeeds in blowing up the Genesis Greater East Asia Core Route in Marancia, the pursuers behind our butts won't lose half a hair, and they use satellite dishes to connect to Salzburg via GTC's space-based route. Don't tell me you've found an anti-satellite weapon left over from the Soviet Union. β
"Of course not. Barr said calmly.
Gu Tie rubbed his temples. "Then why are we waiting to be beaten into a hornet's nest by those heavily armed guys? You don't have a better idea than to kill yourself?"
"Iron, my friend. Barr stepped forward and placed his right hand on Gu Tie's shoulder. "You've had so few opportunities to deal with GTC, and we, we've been playing cat and mouse with them for years, and no one knows their style better than we do.
Although the GTC is a scientist-led institution, its internal discipline is stricter than that of the military, the special service team is a meticulous executor, there are no orders from above, they do not have any autonomy, the behavior of each team member is monitored by Genesis at all times, and any self-assertive behavior is a provocation to the authority of the GTC. The GTC has a special unit responsible for vetting and punishing members of the Special Service team, and in extreme cases, they have the right to shoot suspicious people. β
"Like the Gestapo. Gu Tie muttered.
"That's right. We have a dirty bomb -- we look like we have a dirty bomb, so it's impossible for the decision-makers to give the order to 'fire immediately after contact', and when they find us, they will snoop around like ghosts, follow us like shadows, until the higher-ups are determined to take the risk of a radiation leak and use that mysterious weapon of destruction to wipe us off the face of the earth. Until the GTC's standing committee members come to a conclusion after a bickering, we are safe. Barr patted the stainless steel jar, which made a hollow sound.
"Got it. It's risky, but it's worth a try. Gu Tie nodded, "After the elite team bit our buttocks, before the old guys could come to a conclusion, the core route of Kuala Lumpur exploded into the sky with a bang. The old guys are crazy, and they don't have time to pay attention to our little bed bugs for the time being, and the special services who don't get the order to fire are like hedgehogs that have pulled out their thorns and become a delicious little piece of fat. The only problem is...... This little lump of fat is invisible. We can't see them. β
Barr laughed. "My jungle warfare experts aren't around, but Shiva's best demomen, firefighters, and snipers are gathered here, plus me and you, old friends. I'm fearless. β
Gu Tie spread out his hands: "I really miss this kind of life with you." It should be said that if you play with your life, I will follow the unlucky days. β
"Stop complaining. There are still a few minutes to get acquainted with the terrain, infrared, motion sensors, radios, we have nothing but eyes, ears and crosshairs. β
"Heh, it's like in Central Africa. β
"It's like Central Africa. β