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Chapter 21 Psycho in the Nest

In the cold winter of the year, the surface of Xingkai Lake was frozen, and these guys crossed the frozen lake. Judging from the battle just now, the other party really had sufficient strength. If I hadn't been here, I'm afraid even if there were Major He Wu and Major An, they might not be able to defend against this group of invulnerable guys. I don't know how strong the endurance of these guys from biochemical experiments is, but I don't have the heart to study these broken corpses. Instead, I take advantage of the night and follow the footprints of those people.

There was heavy snow on my head, while the other party ran towards Xingkai Lake in a fan shape. At the beginning of the sprint, they turned into a wolf beast, and their claws left one claw after another on the snow, and the speed was very fast. Fortunately, I had already prepared and brought a snowboard.

Skiing is an easy-to-understand sport. The most important point is that its balance requirements are very high. However, in the eyes of practitioners, these seem to be not difficult. After I finished explaining to He Wu, I held up a snow pole, then crossed the mud-like scene, followed the group of guys from afar, and rushed towards the lakeside.

The other party was obviously frightened by my methods just now and ran all the way. He ran for four or five miles before he stood up one by one and turned back into a human form.

At this moment, the earth was covered with silver, and although there was no moon above their heads, the starlight was a little bit. I could see at night. I looked at it from afar and found that although these Red Tower rebels could transform into huge wolf beasts, they could not last long. After regaining their human form, they kept legendary. The white mist kept sucking between their mouths and noses. Then someone dug out from the ground and took out a wooden box. The people came over one after another. I squinted my eyes and looked. It turned out that they were coming to collect clothes.

Originally, when they turned into wolf beasts, their bodies were so big that they had been scattered. Most of the clothes they were covered with were fragments, and only a few were strands and hung on them, barely covering their shame. At this moment, they looked around and were all covered with muscles and sticks. If they saw the Russian aunt who was in full bloom, they would probably be so happy that they could not close their legs.

The other party is a quasi-military organization. Even at this moment, there are two or four people standing guard. I lurking in the woods of mountains and blocking mountains and dare not emerge, so as not to alarm the enemy.

I looked at it from afar, but after seeing these guys put on thick coats, they took turns drinking a bottle of high-purity vodka, and then discussed loudly that in the past six months in Black Province, although I had learned some Russian because of my spare time, they were all daily words and greetings to my family. These people were excited, and I couldn't hear much, but I saw a lot of people, led by a man over two meters in size, questioning the handsome Vitali, who was as handsome as a woman, was a bit distorted. Both sides had their own opinions, and it seemed like a bit of a stumble.

I squinted my eyes from a distance, wishing that these people would immediately fight and fight for both sides, so that I could get ready-made cheapness.

There is an old saying that you should try not to make noise when you can do things.

However, these Russians finally disappointed me. The silver wolf Vitali seemed to have a much higher prestige than the big one. After a dispute, the two sides looked at the smell of gunpowder, but it finally calmed down. After some discussion between the two sides, howling one after another, and then more than fifty black shadows gathered, stepped across the shore of Xingkai Lake, and retreated towards the center of the lake in Russia, like a black cloud, walking away.

These people were also frightened by the ambush just now and left in a hurry. When I went back this time, I seemed to be trying to find another way, but I didn't care about too many things. Even though I crossed the border, I still gritted my teeth and held up my snow poles. I stopped these guys from afar, crossed the huge Xingkai Lake and followed them all the way.

These Chita rebels were very powerful. They seemed to be exhausted and walked like flying on the frozen lake, without even minding the smoothness of the ground.

The two sides walked and followed, crossed the wide lake, crossed the border, and sneaked into the vast forest sea in Russia, and then circled in the forest land. I followed carefully. Fortunately, although the Chita rebels were a quasi-military operation organization, they were particularly cautious, but I was still much stronger than their realm and far away, so I was never discovered by them. They actually followed everyone to the edge of their old mountain nests in Russia.

This is located in the mountains and forests northwest of Kamenrebolov, and is close to Xingkai Lake in the east. Because the Chita rebels are also a rat-like organization in Russia, they seem particularly cautious even in Russia, for fear of being caught by the Russian border guards. Fortunately, in such a cold and terrible weather, it is a peaceful time, and the Russian border guards did not move much, so they were not in trouble all the way.

I followed this large group of people to the snow-covered forests in the snowy fields. These people went all the way and finally arrived at a bend in the deep mountains. They could see wooden buildings standing close to the mountain, and then there were whistles in the distance, which seemed very professional.

This is the old nest of the Chita rebels. As for why they lurk on the Sino-Russian border, it is unknown.

The other party's surprise attack made me feel angry, thinking of first understanding the other party's reality and reality, and then returning to the country, report the matter to see if we can join forces with the Russian border guards to jointly bring the cancer. Of course, if anyone above is interested in the secrets in the hands of these Chita rebels, they may send secret troops to take these guys away, and take them away together with the results in their hands.

These are all funerals. When I come here at this moment, I mainly find out the other party’s reality and whether they are related to the two large-scale disappearances on the banks of Xingkai Lake.

Since I experienced a real battlefield in southern Xinjiang, and many of our tactical regulations are actually in line with the Russian army, they all come from the former Soviet Union system, so I was able to calmly avoid the light and dark posts arranged by the other party and touched the inside of the Chita rebels' nests all the way. Seeing these buildings that were disguised outside were actually just a small part, and the other party's real camp was actually in the mountains.

I carefully put away the skis, then looked at the other party's nest carefully, and saw that the other party's arrangement was very tight. If I wanted to really enter the interior, I had to pass through an empty flat ground. At the end of the flat ground, there was a gatehouse composed of two guardhouses. Only after passing this place could I enter it.

At first I planned to sneak in with that group of people, but after thinking about it carefully, if it is exposed, I am afraid it will become the target of public criticism.

Although I had enough confidence, I didn't feel that I could still come and go freely in the enemy camp. Only when a person recognized himself could he not lose his way. So I surrounded the outside and finally did not break into it. Instead, I dug a snow pit at the edge and hid myself, leaving only a crack to observe the road ahead.

I was busy all night, and it was already early the next morning. Because it was late in winter, I curled up in the snow cave and ran around gently to fight against the ubiquitous cold and prevent myself from being frozen. I don’t know how long it took, but I heard a squeaking sound. I lay down at the crack and saw a formation appearing from a distance, coming from far to near.

I was shocked all over. I looked carefully and found that these horse teams were pulling four-wheeled carriages and heading towards the village, looking at the carriage boxes that contained food and supplies.

I was excited and knew that although this old nest was secret, the people inside still had to eat, drink, defecate and urinate. Although they were in Russia, they were still full of supporters and merchants who were tempted by money, so it was necessary to replenish materials.

I opened the snow cave, and slowly moved my body before dawn, and approached the snow track. When a car drove past the front, I rolled over and got directly under the second car, climbed under the car with both hands, and followed the convoy all the way to the gatehouse.

The convoy stopped at the gatehouse, and it seemed that someone came to check it out. I tried to stick my body to the wheel of the car, and the rest would be left to fate.

Fortunately, this is already the old nest of the Chita Rebels. The convoy had already inspected it outside, and the people here were just dealing with it. So they passed the gatehouse and shook all the way to a wooden building. A few men as strong as bears jumped out of the car to unload the goods, and I kept taking them quietly. When these people entered the house to check out, I climbed out of the bottom of the car, then dodged a few times, and hid in the corner of the wooden building.

After half an hour, the carriage convoy left. The sky was hazy and it seemed to be getting bright. The wooden building I was staying at was warm. I looked carefully and found that it was actually a boiler, and in the room not far away, there was an attractive smell of food.

It was broth and the taste of toast, which made my stomach gluttonous and I couldn't help but feel hungry.

It was indeed the kitchen. I saw a few Russian aunts wearing white maid suits coming over with their huge fat bodies, pushing the dining cart to the gatehouse connecting the mountain, and when they were away, there was peace inside. I took a deep breath and prepared to touch the kitchen and get some food.

However, as soon as I opened the door, I saw a person inside looking towards me.

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