"Two bad news?" Natasha frowned slightly, staring straight at Skalov, and suddenly the corners of her lips curled slightly, "Does it make a difference which one to listen to first?"

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"Your investigative thinking is correct, your mother's death is indeed related to your father, and the special forces under the 58th Army did the work, and the order was issued by the Russian Security Service. ”

Natasha took a deep breath of cold air, her fingers trembling slightly, trying to control the sadness that was about to overflow from her chest, and the energy made her voice less weak.

"What's the other bad news?"

"The other piece of bad news has to do with your mother's death. Are you sure you want to listen?" Skarlov smiled, "Surely that old Nikolaev guy won't want you to know." ”

"Say it. Natasha said lightly.

"Your mother is actually a double agent, she joined the Freemasons when she was twelve, and in '08 she was in Georgia to help us pass on information, but accidentally showed her feet. And I am her master. Looking at Natasha, who had taken half a step back, Skanov continued, "I advise you to take your hands out of your pockets, at least two sniper rifles are pointed at you." ”

The smile on Natasha's face grew cold.

From the very beginning of walking into this town, she realized that something was wrong with the situation, but she did not expect that it was her father's old friend, Major Skalov, who betrayed her and Russia.

"It's not funny at all. Observing her surroundings, Natasha determined from experience that the sniper's position should be 400 meters away from the bell tower and 500 meters away from the roof of the factory.

Instead of sticking her hand out of her pocket, she let go of the pistol and held the smoke bomb.

Skalov shrugged.

"It's no joke...... You don't have to delay, even if the Alpha Team comes, they won't be able to save you, and they won't risk it to save you. Not far from here, the 43rd Ukrainian Motorized Infantry Brigade is stationed. ”

As he spoke, Skanov clapped his hands.

Like ghostly ghosts, twelve figures emerged from the shadows of the street, covered in pitch-black combat uniforms, armed from toes to teeth, but moving without a sound. There is no doubt that they are all the best of the best.

When she saw these special forces, a trace of despair flashed in Natasha's eyes. If it was just a sniper, she would still have the courage to take a gamble, but in the face of twelve heavily armed special forces, she asked herself that there was no chance of survival even if 007 was possessed.

"Shameless traitor. Squeezing a few words out between her teeth, Natasha stared at Skalov deadly.

If eyes could kill, he would have been killed countless times at this moment.

However, Skanov does not seem to agree with Natasha's accusations.

"Traitor?" Shrugging his shoulders, Skanov raised his hand and rubbed it vigorously around his neck.

When she saw him do this, Natasha's pupils contracted suddenly. She noticed that as he rubbed, a noticeable color difference began to appear on his neck, and then, as if grasping something, his hand jerked, tearing off the silicone hood entirely.

"Skanov", who removed the hood, has completely turned into another unfamiliar face.

Or rather, that's what he is.

"Re-introduce yourself, despicable Petrov. There was no need to disguise it, he even changed his voice back.

The stiff expression on Natasha's face gradually softened into a bitter smile.

Transfiguration, she is naturally no stranger to serving in the Russian Federal Security Service. It's just that what she never expected was that one day she would be planted on this thing. It is clear that the identity of the real Skalov informant has been revealed, and it can even be said that nine times out of ten he has been killed.

"When did it start?" asked Natasha with a bitter expression.

"At the beginning of this year, I remember proposing to you at that time to bring in the Star Ring Trade, you shouldn't have forgotten it?"

Natasha looked at Petrov in bewilderment, she didn't understand why he did this, or why the Freemasons did it. Knowing the combat effectiveness of Transwarp Trade, and still thinking about pulling them into the Ukrainian civil war, do they think they don't die fast enough?

"You should have gone to see Stalin after you got this thing," Petrov grinned and patted the document in his hand when Natasha didn't speak, "but you're lucky that the people above think you're still useful." If you're honest, you might be able to live a little longer. ”

After saying that, he gestured to the special forces behind him.

Two special forces stepped out of the line and walked towards Natasha with rifles in hand.

Looking at the muzzle of the black hole, Natasha only felt cold hands and feet, and she probably guessed what the so-called use value meant. Not as a Russian agent, nor as the daughter of Admiral Nikolaev, but as a bargaining chip that may threaten Jiang Chen.

All kinds of things like him flashed in her mind, and when the memories flashed to the warmth of that night, the corners of her mouth suddenly hooked up a smile. For some reason, she suddenly stopped being afraid.

The smile was gentle, not like the one she would have.

A flash of determination flashed in her eyes, and just as she was about to hit the stone with an egg, an unnatural humming sound suddenly approached from above.

She was clearly not the only one who noticed the voice.

Petrov's pupils contracted when he looked up, but by the time he caught a glimpse of the glimpse, it was too late.

The tungsten core projectile that fell from an altitude of 36,000 kilometers was melted into a droplet of water as it passed through the atmosphere, continuously breaking through the sound barrier that hindered its advance, and leaving the sound behind it. The moment he heard the resonant sound, the projectile as thick as a basin had arrived.

More than a dozen tungsten core bombs, like more than a dozen Tomahawk missiles, bombed this area indiscriminately. At the moment of hitting the ground, the tungsten core bullet is like a bullet that enters the gel, transferring kinetic energy to the surface below, forming a huge cavity in an instant, and it also collapses at this moment.

The earth was lifted more than ten meters high, and the reinforced concrete and wood chips were raging. Even the elite troops of the well-trained Arrow Company were overturned by this sudden blow.

You only get one chance!

Natasha covered her head with her arms and struggled to her feet from the ground, fleeing to the ruins with the obscuration of the dust, throwing the smoke bomb in her hand.

Almost at the same time, a dense burst of gunfire rang out from the depths of the smoke, and a shuttle of bullets swept indiscriminately towards her.

Natasha snorted in pain, one bullet in her lower abdomen, another hit her arrow, and one stumbled and almost fell to the ground. At this moment, a transparent figure appeared behind her, carrying her on her back and running backwards.

The whistling sound of bullets was flying behind her, and looking at the petite figure below her, Natasha's expression was slightly complicated.

"I didn't expect it...... One day I will owe you my life. ”

"You seem to have been shot just now, does it matter if you are injured?" Aisha didn't talk nonsense with her, just asked lightly.

"It's okay, I'm wearing body armor...... The left hand may be fractured. ”

The bullet pierced Natasha's coat, but not through the bulletproof vest she was wearing inside.

This bulletproof vest was "borrowed" by her from Jiang Chen's wardrobe, and it is filled with polymer polyethylene fiber material, which can slowly release the kinetic energy of the bullet point to the entire surface, and limit the kinetic energy of the bullet to a safe range while blocking the bullet.

"Catch her!"

The look of horror on his face quickly dissipated, and Petrov was the first to react, only to see him roar, grab a rifle from the ground, and rush into the smoke first.

There were a total of twelve special forces, two dead and one wounded, and if Natasha was still allowed to escape, he would not be able to go back to the business.

However, the moment he rushed into the smoke, the whole person suddenly seemed to hit a wall and stopped.

A hand grabbed him by the neck and lifted him off the ground as if he were a chicken.

Petrov's pupils narrowed to a point, and when he saw the steel shell, his face was no longer alien except fear.

"Monster ......"

(When I woke up today, I found that the nickname of Morningstar ll was preemptively registered, but fortunately I kept a hand, my number was built in the [ruling] area of Wei State, my name is "Morningstar ll is the most handsome", as for those who take "Morningstar Little Yellow Text", I promise not to kill you when I enter the game tomorrow.) (To be continued.) )