On the other side, also in Alabrahan Square, in a single-family villa in the core area, there is still no light, but instead there are a few octagonal candlesticks full of European aristocratic atmosphere, and there is still wood burning in the fireplace, and there are blue flames coming out.

The living room is covered with a fleece carpet and a 60-centimeter by 80-centimeter mahogany picture frame hangs on the wall.

The framed figure has a solemn expression, dressed in a neat gray suit, a hat tucked under his arm, and a variety of medals of honor representing the highest rank of the Soviet Union are hung on his left chest.

The old man on the sofa was wearing a woolen pajamas, and there was a red landline representing the special line on the armrest table next to him, and Portland was furious, and a phone call was made to the home of Marchenko Khabarovsky, the first deputy of Kazakhstan and the minister of regional development.

Although Fan Yang is just an unknown character, he has a particularly deep impression on Portland, this young man has infinite potential, and everything he does is quite in place, such a junior is worth promoting, and he also has a heavy responsibility.

Their trip to China was not smooth, and there were many obstacles from all sides, and he was unwilling to give up such an excellent agent.

And this young man repeatedly surprised himself, and before the matter in Urumqi was over, he took the opportunity to touch Almaty.

They have cultivated countless agents in China, and no one on the mainland has done a better job than him except Hong Kong.

And he actually received the news in the middle of the night that something had happened in Almaty.

Portland Russell, who is already 54 years old, rarely dropped his glass.

Just 10 minutes later.

The news reached the headquarters of the 34th Motorized Rifle Division.

Vladimir Bakharov, the commander of the 4th Army Regiment who hung up the phone, turned pale with a miserable face, and he could not believe it at all when he received a call from Comrade Toyelev, who had crossed the ranks and made him, the commander of a small motorized infantry regiment, suffer a completely irresistible anger.

A scolding for no reason, you can imagine the other party's spit splashing through the phone, and he doesn't even know what happened, just accept the order to go to the Ayesa Hotel in the central square to protect a few Britons.

Vladimir hung up the phone, his feet trembled slightly, he might be finished if he didn't handle it well, he didn't dare to delay in the slightest, and he also showed the strong nature of the fighting nation, mobilized more than 40 people in his guard platoon, 8 BTR-152 infantry fighting vehicles equipped with M-43, 120mm mortars, and 7.62mm high-level dual-purpose machine guns, and temporarily transferred four individual hand-held PI-||| from the munitions reserveThe grenade launcher, commonly known as an RPG, almost brought the t72 main station tank in the garage, and put a reinforced company in combat readiness, and rushed to the central square.

And Medvedchuk didn't think about this layer at all, he just thought that the plan was seamless, and went home leisurely, hid the huge amount of money extorted by more than 1.5 million in the safe, and took a shower by the way, before slowly driving the car to Alabrahan Square.

At night, there was a curfew in the city, and every important intersection had to be closed, but this was nothing for a major officer who drove a military jeep, and easily passed through several checkpoints to the small western-style building in Alabraham Square.

Amat and the others had already been transferred, and there were three Erros soldiers in military uniforms.

Medvedchuk pushed the door in, but there was some nervousness on the faces of the three Eros soldiers, Medvedchuk sensed that something was wrong, and when he went to the basement, he increased his quota with one hand: "Bastard, what are you doing here?"

Ye Zhiming and the two were tied with their hands behind their backs, their mouths were wrapped with adhesive tape, one shrunk in the corner of the wall covered with blood, while the other shrunk into a shrimp shape on the ground, vomited all over the ground, and there was white foam hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Madvedchuk kicked unresponsive, pulled out a pair of black gloves from his pocket, and put them on his hand to try his breath.

Fortunately, the breathing is still there, and it seems that he is just unconscious.

One soldier explained: "These two miscellaneous pieces still wanted to resist, and we cleaned them up. ”

Medvedchuk looked at Ye Zhiming in the corner again, a face had been completely deformed, and he couldn't help but tremble when he saw Medvedchuk coming, Medvedchuk turned around and slapped the soldier in the face, snapping, and each soldier slapped him a few times: "Bastard." ”

When I brought it over, the person was still fine, and the one who was beaten the worst was actually the one who was deliberately let go.

What revolt?

With their hands tied behind their backs, tape wrapped around their mouths, and a hood on their heads, what kind of resistance can the people they kidnapped?

It's clear that these guys are idle and have nothing to do.

Medvedchuk was angry, but he didn't delve deeper, but stepped on the sole of his shoe on Ye Zhiming's face, and played left and right: "Isn't it too cheap?"

He knows very well that people's fear psychology is contagious, and once he compromises in the face of a powerful existence, he will no longer have the courage to resist.

He can be regarded as reading countless people, and today this Chinese kid is just a miscellaneous fish, and he has long been frightened.

Even if he stood in front of him, even if someone supported him, he couldn't muster the courage to stand up to himself.

He is well aware of the psychology of these ordinary people, and will be frightened by possible and unwarranted revenge.

Stepped on the sole of the shoe on Ye Zhiming's face twice, patted the dust on the back of the shoe, and then looked at the unconscious one, and a soldier lifted the bucket and splashed it.

This young man named Xia Fei is only 19 years old, his family conditions are quite superior, he finished high school, and he learned the freight forwarding process by himself with two college textbooks.

"Clean up. ”

Medvedchuk walked to Ye Zhiming's side again: "Do you want to go home?"

Ye Zhiming shook his head violently, reacted and nodded fiercely.

Medvedchuk took off his gloves and put his hand on the adhesive tape next to his mouth: "You have a good boss, take money to ransom you, if you dare to yell and scream, there is only one way to die, obediently cooperate with me, make sure you are okay, can you do it?"

Strictly speaking, this basement is not an underground space in the traditional sense, the early European style is a wooden structure, in order to prevent moisture, a space of about two meters will be opened up on the foundation, 1 meter is buried in the ground, and more than one meter is exposed outside, as the bottom structure of the supporting building.

The basement is covered with wooden floors, so this basement is not fully enclosed, but has a window to ensure ventilation, and outside the window is the staircase entrance and garden, which is generally used to pile up the family's miscellaneous items.

If the farmer family also uses it to store autumn grass and grain.

So this basement is not as dim as a cellar.

At this moment, a snow-white car light flashed through the attic glass in the basement, forming a flash of light in the basement.

Then I heard a roar from far and near.

Hearing the sound that was still far away, the three soldiers straightened their backs, and then felt their scalps tingle, a sound they were all familiar with, even from a distance, they could feel the shocking roar of the steel monster, which was the sound of the motor of the BRT infantry chariot.

This is completely different from the military jeep like the Gas-69, which is a completely standard weapon, which is usually sealed in the munitions reserve and can only be transferred by a commander at the battalion and regimental level.

Kazakhstan has insufficient power supply, the whole city has a curfew, Alabrekhan Square, how can there be infantry fighting vehicles?

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