A burly golden warrior with a hatchet in one hand pressed down on the roots of frozen moss as thick as a bucket. His body lightly flipped onto the ground, and he arched his body like a cat on the ground, then darted forward again, disappearing into a patch of moss and leaves. After passing through, he pressed the button on the pocket communicator in his ear and called out, "Gu Te, did you hear my call?"

He repeated the call twice, but the call was still muted. Apparently, the ...