However, Anderson himself was a mystery during and after the war. He was my boss at the Jǐng police station in Los Angeles. When he left the office, he stopped in the lobby where there stood a plain-looking but simple charming woman. She asked me what help I needed, calmly answered no, and looked at me carefully. Later, Anderson commented on her, and Anderson showed no sign of acknowledging or interfering, just mumbling about my wife.
Here, he provided some clues, some of which have now clearly left others as dim as gold... gold. gold. Ukraine... The Ukrainian resistance said that they would bring me a glass of whiskey. But they hate whiskey and only drink vodka, unless...there are quite a few where they go. Scotland. During the war with the British intelligence services, Anderson trained there for a year to break through security systems and obtain content from encrypted information. Is he in contact with Ukrainians
Is the woman in the green dress taking pictures, it is likely that a double agent is transmitting the pictures
Ukrainians are either in Scotland or in Scotland. Have they dealt with people from there
What about the man with gold rim glasses? Is he a simple fantasy
Are the pills taken from the bald man
Did I keep carrying the bag with the blood mountain stones and didn't notice it at all
Imagine turning what Anderson believes into simple map coordinates
Am I here, where...
Or as the now dead person pointed out, he would rather risk losing precious time and shoot himself quickly from his shoulder... Always screaming, this is Los Angeles.
The moment the glass wall started to collapse, all of this flashed through my mind. But not all thoughts are about "now", not "at the time." When they lie in the melting snow and overdose, as the seizures begin, the brain and body are scorched.
A million ants crawled on the bare skin without warning, and began to bite. The hungry pliers injected shè toxins, which caused a greater reaction. The flame quickly spread to my arms and thighs, my face and lips, and even my closed eyelids felt incredible tingling, but at least the pain in my chest and back, where only a few minutes later, I felt numb, cool, and radiant.
The head is not as heavy as before, and it fell gently on my shoulders, and opened my eyes to see the changes in the snow and forest around me, slightly, but no matter what it is now. The colors of the trees seem to be more vivid, and their darkness is filled with thick snow. Although the snow is white, it shows that the ground is not completely transparent, but it is clear enough, as if staring at a rapid flow of the river below. Brook.
I looked up and looked at the scenery of Inna and Luomintov, just like when I fell, although they also appeared like the ground under snow; they were like mirages in the water, but not completely still. , They move fast, as if seeing the missing part of the movie, skipping the screen, and the two will appear in another position every few seconds; still running. But the interval between their moments changed, the duration changed, until the next action.
Go away. do not talk. Change. This change is the most difficult to observe because these two simple "appears" a few feet away from where they stopped, even though footprints in the snow indicate that they are actually walking. At first, they suddenly jumped several steps while running. Then stopped. Then ran away. Sprang. stop.
but it is not the truth. They just "arrive" every few feet.
The sound also changed with the action. When the two people were still for only a few seconds, they could not hear the sound of them running in the knee-deep thick snow. Although the snow was not frozen before, it was covered with a snow. Inches of hard ice crust.
Quickly scan other people, hungry, beaten people roaming from their cruel imprisonment. ZìYóu wants to avenge anything, especially Gulag Jǐng Wei, the three of us will also cross in their eyes, unable or possibly very reluctant to point it out Any one in between.
They are in the forest with us. A large group of people is steadily growing, around those who are smashing around, they are in groups, as large as thirty people, in addition to survival, there is another purpose, and that is revenge.
Which one is Bairus? Surviving the explosion of his own car, he must have been waiting somewhere very close, but now another factor is at work, and that is defense, because we met another group of people who acted after the war. The corner of the army or private protection forces, otherwise why should snipers be deployed in the middle of the woods? The troops where Biruth was in would have opened fire on us earlier, and it is more likely that when we stood up from the crashed staff car, the sniper would open fire.
How many people are there under Bairus? In this gangbang, maybe there are only two or three people, they are all easily killed by criminals, but what does it matter? I yearn for that bastard, feeling what is happening now, nothing can stop me from standing there. Cut off his liver while looking.
But now the two snipers will act according to their training and wait until they reach a certain distance before firing. Once they cross the border and enter the territory they protect, anything can kill Inna and Romintov at such a distance. Their weapons are specialized high-caliber rifles just for action, and training to withstand these temperatures is just for their cover. A single floor unit with no walls or roof, leaving them fully exposed to the elements for several hours. Not an ordinary soldier.
Obviously, they are reminded to pay attention to the collapse of the camp. Although if they are guarding something, they are probably always placed in this position, but there are strict orders not to shoot until they exceed the periphery, otherwise their cover will be more obvious. There is at least one roof, but only minimal instructions, they don’t want to be noticed too easily. If they didn't want to be noticed at all, we would have died long ago.
Who the fuck ran out again? There is only gulag here, and there is nothing but forest for hundreds of miles. However, they are here.
Seizures slowed down while observing Inna and Romintov. When they learned the possibilities that every sniper had, they stopped completely. I still hold a submachine gun, although it takes more effort to study how long I lie in the snow, because theoretically it is impossible for a person to simply be in the snow nearly two feet thick as shown by the outline of my body Melt their way. At least one week. Seeing that the positions of Romintov and Inna hardly moved, it just means that only a few seconds have passed since the moment I fell, but there is a big hole that proves otherwise.
Apart from the problem of this hole, why did I not die, or at least unconsciously follow the doctor's instructions
The doctor only told us some basic information: DonaX enhanced the secretion of adrenal glands and injected more adrenaline into the body. In fact, doing so opens up the neuromuscular junction-the contact between the motor neuron and the muscle fiber, allowing unrestricted signals to pass from the neuron to the fiber, providing a faster response and a faster body and jīng The speed of God, and the excessive dose further exacerbated these conditions.
If you stay within its limits, this medication is very useful. It's just that we have never been told of its side effects. Even within this limit, every moment will damage the user's nervous system, especially the synaptic structure used to transmit electrical or chemical signals throughout the body. More specifically, in the role of memory formation through neurotransmitters, DonaX induces, decomposes and causes misinformation to be transmitted to the brain, which is then stored as misinformation memory.
One of DonaX's ambitious goals is to develop synthetic biological preparations that have no natural immunity. Whether this goal is reached is classified. Together with its compounds, anyone who takes this drug does not know, even I do not know, except for a safety license: three sè morning glory, usually called morning glory . In all cases, the doctor assured us that there are no side effects, and if there is any unpleasant similarity to our task, it will only be short-lived.
But the Russians have other things. Whether it was the people of Birus or the bullet he fired himself, it might have killed me. The high-caliber weapon used broke the ribs, tore the muscles and lungs, and may have damaged the heart. Through Inna's brave and swift action to manage the compression, in this case the bleeding was prevented, of course, with Rominto Husband’s cover firepower, if we survive, we will never hear the end of his action
However, here, in the low temperature of minus 20 degrees Fahrenheit, the sweaty people know everyone within a hundred yards and know how to kill everyone without a weapon.
That's because of overdose.
But there is more, just find where the coordinates point to. Dragging the two of them by my side will only bring them the burden of constantly protecting them. This is not part of the task, thank goodness, although in their efforts to save my life, they are after all me and they need to save so much. In addition, how much effort did they make? In retrospect, there was nothing unusual. Under normal circumstances, I would die without hesitation at any time.
We cannot be more than twenty yards from the exact mark on my map, but there are no buildings there, not even a thatched roof for hunters. The habitat of modern snipers is the only place where recent developments have occurred, which means that either the coordinates are wrong, or we misread it, or it is under the snow, but as time goes by, people relax their guard and choose Inna, just because she had a knife, maybe two, and used them to deal with a sniper there, making Romintov a victim.
There were also three wandering criminals. One of them carried a wooden stick, which might be used as a weapon when not leaning on it, and the other carried a simple stick, less than two feet long, more like a branch than anything else. They are only eight yards away from our flank. (To be continued) (End of this chapter)