When Li Huan approached the destroyer in a hovercraft, Professor Qilov was already standing at the bow of the ship, and he looked at Li Huan with a smile: "Mr. Li Huan, welcome, welcome to board my scientific research ship." ”

"Scientific expeditions, what are you here to investigate? Do you use a destroyer for scientific expeditions?" Li Huan sneered, and after driving the hovercraft around the old destroyer a few times, he finally stopped at a place more than ten meters opposite the bow of the ship, and looked at Qilov: "What do you want to talk about, let's talk." I'll see what a capricious villain can talk about. ”

"Capricious?" Qilov was stunned: "How can this word be related to me? Even if I put a positioning device on your helicopter, it is my job, and this cannot be said to be capricious." My job is to serve the sunset party, and I lurk here just to prevent this from happening one day, how can it be said to be capricious?"

"If you really serve the sunset with all your heart, then I still have some respect, after all, a guy who has been lurking for decades for his mission is a respectable person from a certain point of view. But after listening to your conversation, I realized that you are not here to carry out any orders, you are trying to take the remains of Tlaltaykutli for yourself, right? I believe that you did want to serve your country and serve your sending agency for some time before you were lurking, but as time passed, probably few people knew that you were here, or that no one could control you at all...... Hehe, Mingren doesn't say secret words, you say, what do you want to talk to me?"

"It's good, I like to talk to smart people. Professor Qilov smiled faintly and stretched out his hand to make a "please" gesture: "What, Mr. Li Huan, do you want to talk to me under the boat? Why don't you come up and talk to us?"

"Hehe, on the top, to be able to chat face-to-face with a spy king like you, even if the two of us can only survive one in the end, it's a kind of conversation. Li Huan sneered.

Professor Chilov, whose real name no one knows what it is, at least not in the historic Sunset Notes. Because his hidden history is too long, he is a veritable king of spies. And in order to infiltrate the KGB, his immediate boss even directly destroyed his personal file. Because of KGB's elusive ability, as long as it is something they suspect in this world, there is never an existence that cannot dig up the truth. The best way to do this is to make all of the lurker's data disappear from the physical point of view, and there is no record of him in this world, so that the lurker can become a real ghost - like Professor Qilov.

In fact, the idea worked, and it was quite successful – at least he escaped the brutal espionage warfare of the '70s.

In the 70s, the spy war between the Warsaw Pact and NATO was the most brutal spy war that was semi-public, and judging from the situation sorted out now, almost all the intelligence agencies of the Warsaw Pact countries and major NATO countries were involved in this unprecedented intensity of the ** annihilation war, and Britain alone almost lost all the spy networks that were lurking in the Soviet Union in the first 20 years. At that time, the intelligence personnel with cover identities were all evacuated in a very embarrassed state, and as for those who were not disclosed, how many had a 9-millimeter cerebral hemorrhage, how many "unfortunately" car accidents or fell to their deaths, and how many evaporated since then, it is impossible to count at all. Correspondingly, the Soviet spy network in Britain was devastated, and almost overnight, all possible Soviet moles were dug up, and a large number of British leftists were politely interrogated and monitored. The details have not been announced until now, but until the collapse of the Soviet Union, neither Britain nor the Soviet Union was able to place moles inside each other, or it may have been more clever and not exposed, but this possibility did not seem to be very big in the 80s, when the ideological ideals were shattered. The second battlefield of this espionage war was in Germany, and a large number of espionage tactics that were regarded as jokes by modern people took place here, and the main forces were the Citi people and the intelligence agencies of Eastern European countries. The third battlefield is mainly in Austria and Yugoslavia, the two neutral zones of the European intelligence community have always been a battleground for soldiers, although the outcome is undecided, but the same knife and blood shadow This spy war is so cruel that KGB and MI6, who were desperate to kill each other, could not hold on, and finally agreed to each other in the mid-70s not to hunt each other's intelligence officers, which ended the spy war that there may be no one again. The exact losses have not been disclosed, and some people privately believe that in the most intense years of 1972-1973, the Soviet Union alone may have lost nearly 200 intelligence officers, and the losses of the West will not be less than that.

Those who can escape that era are obviously guys with great abilities. For example, this Qilov, with his own cultivation, plus all the rear materials were destroyed, he has not been dug up, and even mixed into St. Petersburg University, the first in the former Soviet Union at that time, with his own energy, and became a respected professor. During this time, in order to ensure the safety of the king of spies - or no one knew about him at all, Qilov was never activated.

Born in Kaliningrad in 1951, his father was an artillery officer in the Soviet Red Army. After graduating from high school, he and his brother Valéli both entered the Higher Military Engineering Academy, and after graduation, they both became paratroopers. In 1972, he married his childhood sweetheart girlfriend Lyudmila. In the mid-1970s, Chilov was sent to the Far Eastern special forces as a scout of the paratrooper unit. After that, he was sent to Uzbekistan. At the end of 1978, he was sent to Afghanistan as a special forces unit to assassinate several high-ranking Afghan officials.

In 1979, when Chilov finally turned from a special forces unit to a "real spy", he was transferred from Uzbekistan to Moscow, where he attended a 4-year spy training course while learning Portuguese. In 1984, after a period of emergency English training, he was sent to Malta, a small Mediterranean country, for his first assignment abroad. His official capacity is the secretary of the embassy in charge of sports and culture (there are two types of expatriate spies: "stationed spies" and "illegal spies"). "Resident spy" refers to a spy with an official identity, usually an embassy employee. Chilov falls into this category. This is also the so-called acquiesced "official spy". "Illegal spies" are spies who hide in other countries as civilians, such as Anna Chapman, a Russian spy arrested in Citigroup).

In the 1980s, the opportunity for Soviet people to live abroad was very rare. Although Malta is a small island country in the Mediterranean, the standard of living is much better. The Chilov family, who were queuing up to buy canned herring in Moscow, arrived here and had a seafood feast every day. However, the assignment abroad is usually only three to five years, and for GRU spies, if they want to extend their stay abroad or resend to a better capitalist country, they must have a "track record": how many Western spies they have rebelled into, or how much intelligence they have bought. However, Chilov found it inconvenient for Malta to carry out counter-insurgency work: as a strategic location for the West in the Middle East in the Cold War, Malta was a small place, but there were many spies from various countries. Western spies also have performance appraisals. It is often he who asks his favorite counterpart, such as a staff member of the Citigroup Embassy, to a tavern, but after three rounds of drinking, he finds that the other party also wants to rebel against him - this is fatal, so his performance has not improved.

In fact, Qilov's mentality has changed at this time, after he experienced the convenience of life, he no longer wanted to go back to the Soviet Union, but he longed for a free life, so he turned to make friends with those Citi officials stationed in Sicily, Italy who came to Malta for vacation, and often organized a friendly football match or invited them to drink or something, from that time on, he had begun to prepare for the mutiny.

The next thing was very natural, although he did not dare to openly contact the official spies of the other party, but with the ingenuity of Qilov, he slowly contacted those officers, and after expressing his thoughts, those officers who had a very good relationship with him thought of a way for him to enter Citigroup as an ordinary person, and then created a "tragic death" case, and after Qilov's identity was whitewashed.

After this, Chilov began a series of operations of plastic surgery and makeover, and after a few years, he became a spy for the Sunset Notes. Because Qilov is from the former Soviet Union and is still a guy with red roots, the Xizhao Society sent him back to the Soviet Union when he was extremely unwilling, so that Qilov had to remain lurking, and because of his identity and experience of growing up in the Soviet Union since childhood, he has been lurking until now without any flaws.

As a spy king who has been lurking for decades, Qiloff himself admits that he is definitely not a good person. In this cruel industry, good people don't live long - and there has always been a grudge in his heart, that is, Qilov originally wanted to defect to the capitalist world, but because his conditions were so suitable, in addition to getting a green card and living in Citigroup for two years, he was kicked back to the Soviet Union by the sunset note, and it was at the height of the espionage war. So there was resentment in his heart, his dreams were shattered, and he put himself in danger. If he hadn't rebelled at that time

Words, in the Soviet Union can still be boiled out of a name. However, Qilov is worthy of being a natural spy, and after he returned to the Soviet Union with his own ability, he won the trust of several famous scholars in a short period of time and embarked on a path of "scholar". And in order to protect his love, all his materials in Citigroup were destroyed, and he has survived until now.

But in his heart, he has always been resentful, and he has always wanted revenge - but his identity does not allow it, because once he makes such a move, then he will be madly retaliated. And decades later, when the Soviet Union collapsed and Citigroup and Russia were no longer in such a serious conflict, Qilov could finally breathe a sigh of relief, and by this time, he had become a true king of spies. No one in Russia doubted his identity as a scholar, and he even had access to a lot of classified information. That's why he knew about the bones of Tlaltai Kutli. After learning about the "Special Tactical Forces" in a classified document, Chilov has been searching for their lair. In fact, in St. Haysburg, he met Li Huan, that is, because he also thought that the nest of the special tactical forces was in St. Haysburg.

He had seen in that confidential information that the former Soviet Union special tactical forces, as a shadow force, had always been responsible for national security, security, commissions, and members, but after the collapse of the former Soviet Union, the national security, security, commission, and membership were no longer there, and the wealth plundered by the former Soviet Union's special tactical forces for a long time was still stored in their bases......

Gold, precious stones, bearer bonds, all kinds of valuable works of art...... Moreover, there was a special bone, and according to the judgment of the data, Qilov suspected that this bone was related to the cultivator.

That's right, Qilov is not a cultivator, but as a guy who has been lurking for decades, has been in contact with countless core secrets, and is also a guy sent from the Sunset Society, of course he knows that there are cultivators in this world. After the rainforest in Mexico a few months ago, Qilov was even more firm in his judgment, and the bones of Tlaltai Kutli were of great use! So after receiving the mission of the sunset, he immediately drew up this plan in his mind - as a bad person, Qilov had a decision to eat black.

That's right, for Qilov, a Citigroup spy from across the ocean who has been lurking for decades, Qilov's heart is full of resentment and hope. Even though the vice president of the Xizhao had promised a large sum of money, Qilov still decided to have a black and black life. His life has been ruined by the spy industry, it doesn't matter how loyal he is, loyalty is very important among the lurkers, but it also depends on who he is credibility for. If it were those who forcibly sent themselves to the former Soviet Union to go undercover in the first place, loyalty would not be worth a penny at all.

In the world of spies, there is no right or wrong, only life and death. Loyalty, the luxury of the vast majority of spies, is only for the living—the kind that survives and is useful to the Agency.

Dead people, this kind of thing is exactly what spies see the most. The Xizhao is very powerful in Citigroup, but for Qilov, who has been in Russia all the year round and is accustomed to seeing life and death in spy warfare, everything is just a bargaining chip.

Especially when Chilov learned that the operation was mainly for the bones of Traltai Kutli, the idea of black eating black was even stronger. The nest of the special tactical forces has allowed Qilov to eat and drink without worry for the rest of his life, and all worries have been put aside, what if there is an even more awesome Traltaykutli remains? Others may not know what the special tactical forces represent, but how can Qilov, as an orthodox Russian, not know what a huge fortune the collection of special forces represents?

In the face of such wealth, let alone a mere sunset, even if the Russian security services are counted, as long as there is this money, Qilov will not blink. The legacy left by the special tactical forces is enough to make Qilov the top handful of people on the world's rich pyramid!

As long as you can become a tycoon, who wants to pin your head to your belt and be a spy!

So when he heard that Li Huan from St. Haysburg had come to look for the bones of Tlaltai Kutli, Qilov had this idea in his heart. Qilov has been looking for these treasures for almost ten years, and these treasures have been regarded as his own by Qilov, how can he allow others to take away the treasures that belong to him?

Of course, it is a certain thing that Chilov wants to take Tlaltai Kutli's bones for himself, but the problem is that his strength does not allow it. That's right, although Qi Luo can be said to be the king of spies, maybe he is extremely proficient in some aspects, such as stealth, poisoning, shooting and other commonly used fighting methods of spies, maybe when facing cultivators, he can kill the second or third layer of qi refining by surprise, and then carefully design, maybe the fourth or fifth layer of qi refining can be killed by him, but when it comes to just facing the front, he doesn't have this ability at all.

That's why Li Huan saw today's scene.

Because whether it is the remains of Traltai Kutli or the legacy of the special tactical forces, Qilov is bound to get it. So he used his influence to get a retired destroyer that was patrolling the fortress ship on Lake Baikal as his own boat, and then, a large number of mercenaries and some cultivators loyal to him were ambushed on the ship.

But don't underestimate Qilov, the moment Li Huan stepped on the ship, he felt that there were at least a dozen cultivators on this destroyer, although the level was not high, but they were in trouble together, plus the arms on the destroyer, it was really a troublesome thing.

"This ship is reliable, Professor Chilov, and you're pretty good. The moment Li Huan stepped on the deck, more than a dozen spiritual powers suddenly locked on him. Most of these cultivators are about the fifth and sixth layers of qi refining, and they can be regarded as the elite combat power among the cultivators, but in front of Li Huan, they are not as good as the guy who controls the metal and blocks the entrance of the tunnel as a deterrent, Li Huan felt these spiritual powers, sneered, and unscrupulously released his spiritual power, forcing those spiritual powers that locked him back.

After Qilov led the way in front and the two came to the back deck, Li Huan sneered: "Mr. Qilov, you are very bold, if I guess correctly, you are not a cultivator at all, right?"

"That's right, I'm not a cultivator, but I envy you cultivators, and I respect you very much, you are the limit of human beings, and you are the true meaning of human life. I admire the ability to temper my body and spirit to this point. Qilov pushed his glasses and changed back to the appearance that Li Huan had first seen in St. Haysburg.

"I'm curious what kind of thoughts you're looking at me. Li Huan's face was expressionless: "You are not a cultivator, you can say this, it means that you understand the cultivator." So I'm thinking, you know, I can burn your brain with just one thought, right? If you were some distance from me, like I could have done anything about you, but now you've got me on the boat, and I'm only two meters away from you, and I can crush you with just one thought. ”

"Of course, I don't deny that. Chilov nodded.

"Then what kind of courage do you have to stand in front of me?" Li Huan asked in a cold voice, "You'd better give me an answer, otherwise I'll scorch your brain right now—and then kill you and bring those cultivators." You have more than sixty armed men on board, as well as fifteen cultivators, and I knew these when I boarded the ship. I think it's only a matter of minutes to defeat them all, so you'd better give me an answer to stop, or I really don't mind bloodbathing this destroyer. As much as I don't like killing, you've touched my bottom line. You serve your country, you can put a tracker on my helicopter, but you pass the news to the Yuzhao Society, and let the people of the Xizhao go and kidnap and hurt my friend, that's the bottom line. So you'd better give me a reason not to kill you next. Otherwise, whatever you want to get out of me won't be possible, all you can get is your own head. ”

In fact, when Qilov drove this Anger-class destroyer to the vicinity of the island in the middle of the lake, Li Huan had a very headache, although this Anger-class destroyer was an old-fashioned destroyer, but if it was suppressed by firepower from a visual distance, Li Huan really didn't have a good way to deal with it. And God knows if this destroyer was modernized after it was brought to Lake Baikal...... If there's something like a missile launcher, the danger will skyrocket. So Li Huan didn't expect Qilov to invite him on the boat, for a person like Qilov, who has no combat effectiveness in the face of Li Huan, such an approach is tantamount to sending a sheep into the tiger's mouth. Only outside the visual distance, Qilov can guarantee his own safety, once Li Huan is close, once Li Huan has the idea of killing him, then Qilov will have no resistance at all

Ability.

And with the things that Qilov did, Li Huan had more than 7,000 reasons to kill him.

"Of course, I dare to invite Mr. Li Huan to come up, naturally there is a reason for me. Qilov didn't panic at all when he heard Li Huan say this.

"Is it those dozen cultivators?" Li Huan sneered: "Do you think they can keep you?" I am not afraid that you will not believe it when I say it, and I will probably be able to clean them up in less than three minutes. ”

"Of course I believe that although I am not a cultivator, I also have a complete understanding of your cultivator's system. They don't deserve to be your opponents at all, Mr. Li Huan, I know your strength very well. Chilov smiled faintly.

"Oh, then you are still so bold, do you really think I don't dare to kill you?" Li Huan said here, a jet of spiritual energy gathered in his hand, and slashed towards the deck railing at random, and the metal railing about the thickness of the baby's arm was cut off by Qi Brush, Li Huan sneered after breaking off the railing: "Or is your neck as hard as it is?"

"You may be mistaken, I brought them up, not to fight you, but to ensure that before you subdue them all, I will be able to dump all the weapons on this destroyer onto the island in the middle of the lake, and activate the ship's self-detonating device. Chilov said: "After activating the self-detonation device, the ammunition depot will explode within five seconds, no matter how great your ability is, you will not be spared by the explosion of a destroyer's ammunition depot, right?"

"You scared me?" Li Huan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly became angry.

"I never bluff. Chilov clapped his hands and pointed to the bridge: "Look over there." ”

Li Huan turned his head to see that two cultivators walked out of the bridge, and when these two cultivators saw Qilov waving their hands, they immediately pulled down a piece of oilcloth on the bridge. These two cultivators were both at the fifth layer of qi refining, that is, two of them who locked on Li Huan's more than a dozen spiritual powers at the beginning, and after they pulled down the oilcloth, they returned to the bridge, and Li Huan immediately gasped when he saw the things under the oilcloth.

That's two twin Scud missiles!

To this day, the name of the Scud missile still lingers in the minds of military fans around the world. However, most people will, consciously or unconsciously, mistake this series of classic tactical missiles for effective strategic weapons. That is, the Scud missile from the very beginning did not have much to do with strategic weapons. When the USSR at that time was equipped with Scuds, it was only a derivative of traditional artillery weapons.

In fact, it is an out-and-out short-range tactical missile!

The first time the word "Scud" was used by NATO to refer to the R-11 ballistic missile as the SS-1b Scud-A type. The earlier R-1 missile, which NATO called the SS-1 Ser, was nothing more than a very different design, almost directly a copy of the German V-2. The R-11 also uses the technology of the V-2, but it is a completely new design, smaller, and not the same shape as the V-2 and R-1. The R-11 was designed by Makeyev OKB and entered service in 1957. The most revolutionary innovation of the R-11 is. The engine designed by Isaev, which was far simpler than the multi-chamber design of the V-2, and protected intermittent combustion with anti-concussion baffles. It was a design pioneer for the larger engines used in Russian space rockets.

On November 7, 1957, at a military parade on Moscow's Red Square, a new self-propelled surface-to-surface missile appeared in front of the world, and this behemoth instantly made the nervous sensitive Western world creepy. In the subsequent Middle East War, the Gulf War, and the African Civil War, the "Scud" became a magic weapon for belligerents to defeat the enemy, and for a long time, it was regarded as a classic of tactical ballistic missiles and became the best-selling missile in the arms market.

These missiles were also called "SS-1 haters" by Citigroup's Defense Intelligence Agency, and finally, for convenience, the Western media even referred to all ballistic missiles developed as Scud missiles as long as they were not prototypes in the West.

The "Scud" A missile, with a length of 10.4 meters and a diameter of 0.84 meters, is propelled by a single-stage liquid-fueled rocket, with a maximum flight speed of up to Mach 5, a maximum range of 160 kilometers, a total weight of 4,500 kilograms, and a probability error of 900 meters. The "Scud" A missile uses a heavy self-propelled artillery chassis, and when marching, the missile launcher is mounted on the top of the tank, and when used, it is inclined to the rear of the hull and stands upright on the ground. The "Scud" A missile can also be equipped with two different types of warheads, one is a conventional warhead, which can be equipped with a 700-kilogram high-explosive warhead, and the other is a nuclear warhead, which can be equipped with a 400-kilogram nuclear warhead, and its nuclear explosive power is about 200,000 tons of yield.

In 1961, the improved "Scud" was finally completed, and the Soviet side named it the R-300, which was later known as the "Scud" B. The missile is 11.164 meters long, the diameter of the projectile is 0.88 meters, the wingspan is 1.81 meters, the missile adopts inertial guidance, the maximum range is 300 kilometers, the maximum speed is 1500 meters per second, the range is 300 kilometers, the circular probability error is about 300 meters, and can carry chemical weapons or biological weapons, its ground equipment mainly includes transportation, erection, The launch of the three-purpose vehicle not only increases the firing range but also reduces the power, which can greatly improve the flexibility of the battlefield and facilitate the attack on various tactical targets of different distances and different natures.

In the 60s of the 20th century, the Soviet Union improved the "Scud" B missile, launched the "Scud" C ballistic missile in 1965, and developed the final version of the "Scud" D in 1980. Because of their simplicity, practicality, and low price, the Scud series missiles have become sought-after items in the arms market. The "Scud" missile weapon system consists of two parts: missiles and ground equipment. The ground equipment mainly includes a three-purpose vehicle for transporting vertical launches, with a chassis of MAz-543LTM, a length of 12 meters, a width of 2.9 meters, a height of 2 meters, and a maximum highway speed of 60 km / h. In addition, there are a large number of ground survey vehicles, command vehicles, power supply vehicles, propellant filling vehicles, test vehicles, fire trucks, etc. Scud missiles are mainly used to strike enemy airfields, missile launch sites, command centers, military facilities, troop concentrations, transportation hubs, etc. It can carry out fixed-point launch at a predetermined launch point position, that is, a fixed launch position, and the preparation time can be shorter.

With the passage of time and the advancement of technology, more and more improved missiles, known as Scuds, began to enter service with the Soviet Army. In addition to increasing the accuracy of hitting, the increase in firing speed was also a very important indicator for the Soviet army at that time. According to their anticipation of an alien war, neither their own air force nor artillery will be enough to provide sufficient range and coverage of firepower. The Scud missile continued to exist as a front-line artilleryman, and in fact assumed the position of the MGM-140 ATACMS tactical missile in the Citigroup Army. The latter has a range of only 160 km on today's battlefield.

Also because of the non-strategic weapon nature of the Scud, the Soviet army, in addition to its own equipment, began to provide a large number of overseas buyers with similar needs. Among them were East Germany, Poland, Hungary and Bulgaria, which belonged to the Warsaw Pact bloc, as well as friendly countries such as Iraq, Egypt, Syria, North Korea and Vietnam. As the Soviet Union's power steadily expanded around the world, Scud missiles of all stripes spread to Libya, Algeria, Yemen, and the Democratic Republic of the Congo in Africa. Today, Greece, South Korea and Turkey will ask Citi for the M270 rocket launcher. Purchase ATACMS tactical missiles like that.

Of course, as the design was based on World War II technology, the practical effects of the Scud series soon no longer stood the test. The Soviet Union tried to increase its range to 600 kilometers in 1965, but had to sacrifice the size and accuracy of the warhead. As a result, this nondescript improved design, which was shot directly by the Soviet troops after the test.

Since then, the Soviet side has continued to improve the performance of the Scud series of missiles, but they only regarded it as an export equipment. After all, whether it is a nuclear strike at the strategic level or precision artillery support at the tactical level, the Scud seems to be more than willing to stand on its feet. If it is forcibly upgraded with a large number of new technologies, it can only be exchanged for disposable products with extremely poor efficiency and cost ratio. But the Soviets would not have expected that their artillery tactical rockets would become a strategic deterrent weapon in the armies of many third world countries. Today, Russia has long since eliminated this weapon, because its range is too short and unreliable, and it is nothing but a powerful and frenzy. But the use of ballistic missiles in a secret conflict still frightened Li Huan.

It's a bit like a child fighting, everyone uses sticks and small stones by default, and a child suddenly makes a five-meter-long machete, how can people continue to play?