"Fourteen, boss, are you supposed to be ......" Victor's eyes widened as he suddenly thought of something.

He's not stupid, combined with tonight's situation, these fourteen heads, it's easy to associate.

"Yes. ”

As the so-called suspicion is not needed, there is no suspicion in employing people, and there is no need to hide it now, Li Yadong nodded and said: "These fourteen guys must die, otherwise, I will die." The identity of the sniper tonight, if my guess is correct, should be a NATO spy lurking inside your government, and this gang of people, the gang of people from Silas UnionPay, is in the same group. ”

"Huh?" Victor looked confused.

"It's complicated, and even if I explain it, you won't necessarily understand it. The current situation is that NATO spies want to kill me, and I have come up with a solution to solve it, which is to destroy the people of Silas UnionPay. And you, you have to help me do this. ”

Victor only feels that the braincase is not enough, NATO wants to kill you, you are not busy running away, and in turn you have to kill their fourteen allies, saying that it can be resolved?

This Nima ......

The boss is the boss, and the brain circuit is very strange.

Anyway, he couldn't figure out what the two things were necessarily related, or ...... Isn't this a clear offense to the other party?

However, the boss did not explain in detail.

"Boss, what should I do?"

What Victor is thinking now is that the boss must not die, not to mention that he is not thin on himself and others, if he dies, won't he be unemployed and others?

In addition, fourteen capitalists, if they are killed, they will be killed, they should not have appeared in their own country.

Since these Western capitalists entered their own country, it can be said that they have been so miserable, the Cold War is over, the war cannot be fought, they have taken off the military uniform they have worn all their lives, they have received a meager retirement pension, and they don't know what to do when they return home, like a wasted person.

Also, a million rubles per head, this is a windfall, enough for himself and some of his brothers to get completely rich.

So it's reasonable to take the risk.

"Don't be nervous, we have collected the information of those fourteen people, especially tonight, it is not difficult to kill them with mental calculation or not. In addition, only if you take precautions and don't let people see your true colors, even if the police are suspicious, I will not let you have an accident. ”

"Okay, boss, just have your words. Victor nodded heavily.

"So, you ...... now"

……

Two o'clock in the morning is the time when human sleep is at its deepest.

On the outskirts of Moscow, in a nondescript house.

"Knock, knock, knock, knock. ”

There was a knock on the door, three short and one long, no doubt about his own people.

"Igor, why is it so slow, I'm waiting for you. ”

At this time, the living room of the private house was already crowded with burly and resolute Soviet strong men.

plus Igor, who came belatedly, there were twenty-seven people in total.

Some of them were drawn from the base camp by Victor, and some of them were old comrades-in-arms who didn't get a job offer at the base camp.

To make sure the plan was foolproof, Victor chose people who were seasoned veterans.

Lieutenant Igor, for example, was awarded the medal "for bravery", which was awarded only to the bravest soldiers in the battle to defend the borders of the Soviet Union.

"Guys, I'm sorry, I happened to be breastfeeding little Jesse when I got the call, and Vera had a cold again, so ......," Igor sneered.

His words also eased the originally dull atmosphere in the living room a lot, and everyone couldn't help but smile.

Who would have thought that Lieutenant Igor, who was brave and fierce in battle, would one day become a daddy?

"Alright. Victor waved his hand, motioned for everyone to get down to business, and said in a deep voice, "Tonight is an assassination plan, a total of fourteen Western capitalists, the address of the house, including the photo, is here, and I have a gun ready." You team up in pairs and pick your own targets. ”

Victor said, placing a black canvas bag at his feet and a brown file bag on top of the bag, and holding them to the wooden coffee table.

Without saying a word, the crowd first opened the canvas bag, each took an Arsenal pistol, and then returned the magazine to check the bullets;

After doing these things, they tucked their pistols into their waistbands and began to open their file bags and pick their targets.

"Why are there only thirteen documents and photos?" someone asked.

Victor explained, "These thirteen are yours, and the rest is mine. ”

That's why he gathered twenty-seven people, because he didn't need teammates.

Such an assassination, theoretically, the fewer people, the better.

And the reason why he still wants his comrades-in-arms to form a two-person team is also for absolute safety, and he doesn't want any of his comrades to have an accident.

Soon, everyone chose their own goals, and they were automatically grouped.

Everyone comes out of the same trench, and they are very aware of everyone's strengths and weaknesses, for example, some people are good at marksmanship, but fighting averagely, so complementary to each other, it is natural to get twice the result with half the effort.

"Remember, your goal is the only one, try not to hurt other people, especially the servants in the villa, and don't tamper with the money in the villa, we are soldiers, not bandits. Do you understand?"

"Understood!"

"Good. In addition, these capitalists basically have bodyguards, and the possibility of guns cannot be ruled out, so it is best for you to use the infiltration method to find the master bedroom, kill the target, and then evacuate immediately, so as not to conflict with the other party, and try not to happen. Clear?"

"Clear!"

"Finally, stay safe. One person has a head of one million, and the two of you form a team, each of you can get a share of 500,000, and as long as the plan is successful, the money will arrive tomorrow. But I hope that tomorrow it will be you who will come to me and get the money, and not me who will give it to your family. Will you be able to complete the mission?!"

"Yes!"

"Good. All of them, two minutes of camouflage, immediately!"

"Yes!"

Twenty-seven Soviet GIs, who had been discharged from the army, seemed to have found the feeling of fighting side by side again, taking out all the items on their bodies that could prove their identity, removing any clothing that could cause reflection, touching their faces with camouflage oil, and wearing black masks, one by one as if they were ghosts hidden in the night.

Two minutes passed quickly, and everyone was disguised.

This is the military, and the order is forbidden.

Victor was no longer Victor at this time, and he probably couldn't recognize his mother standing in front of him, his eyes glanced at everyone, and said in a deep voice: "Let's go!"

The door of the house opened, and twenty-seven people swarmed out, but there was hardly a sound, and there was no farewell word, and it was scattered at the intersection in front of them.

And then...... Escape into the night.

The streets of Moscow are still so quiet, but, bloody, is about to be staged.