Entering the outskirts of Donetsk, the road became steeply bumpy. There was a scene of ruins on both sides of the street, and Jiang Chen even had the illusion of being in the last days for a moment.

Beneath the ruins, traces of living people can be faintly seen. People who had nowhere else to go erected rudimentary shacks in their ruined homes and looked at the patrolling Ukrainian soldiers with hostile eyes.

Moving on, the road conditions are getting worse and worse.

Nick had to park his car next to a house and call Makanov.

After a while, they were found by a soldier with a rifle.

"Boris, second lieutenant. When this short-haired guy saw Jiang Chen, he immediately saluted, "I was sent by General Makanov to greet you." ”

"Jiang Chen. Jiang Chen simply reported his name, smiled and stretched out his hand to shake him.

The palms of his hands are covered with calluses, and he looks like a veteran who has been through a hundred battles.

Withdrawing his hand, Boris nodded.

"Please come with me. ”

Taking out a black suitcase from the car, Jiang Chen and Nick followed him.

Unbeknownst to them, a corpse was lying on the side of the road about 400 meters from where they had parked. 7

The uniforms and equipment had been stripped off, the pair of pupils were dilated, and there was a bloody hole in the forehead.

The wreckage of armored vehicles and tanks, here is the area of firefighting.

A taciturn teenage girl walks on the deserted street.

Her whole body was shrouded in black, revealing only the thin lips in the shadow of the cloak. With a guitar case on his back, he looks like a musician walking under the rubble.

Roll up the sleeve of your right hand. A wrist-like computer flickered faintly with a fluorescent glow.

That's the EP.

On the screen is a map of the area. Mapping tactical maps with radio signals is one of the functions of EP.

Yesterday. She'd already walked the whole area. And the small blue dot on the map was the coordinates of the transmitter carried from Jiang Chen's body.

"Is it here?" Aisha muttered to herself. Silently walked towards the half-destroyed residential building on the side.

"It's dangerous there, it was hit by a shell just a few days ago, and it could collapse at any moment—" The refugee huddled to the side tried to warn the girl, but the girl only looked at him and drew her pistol.

The refugee threw up his hands in horror and stepped back.

"Leave. ”

Perhaps able to understand Aisha's English, the man tentatively took two steps back sideways, and seeing that she had no intention of shooting, he turned and ran.

Seeing unrelated people leave. She put away her pistol and turned to go upstairs with her guitar case on her back.

Deftly climbing up the severed staircase, Aisha easily made it to the top floor.

It's the same as what you learned in the virtual reality training system.

Open the guitar case, remove the parts of the sniper rifle from it, and skillfully attach the barrel.

After a slight adjustment, Aisha took out an urban camouflage cloak and draped it over her body, and just lay on the dusty ground, and then set up the sci-fi ghost sniper rifle.

"Aisha is in place. As if talking to herself, Aisha muttered as she lay on the ground.

"Hmm. Continue to be on standby. ”

Jiang Chen stretched out his hand and gently held his ear, put his wrist to his lips and whispered.

Boris leads the way in front. Nick walked aside, wordlessly observing his surroundings. On the other hand, Jiang Chen looked very relaxed, as if he didn't have the slightest consciousness of being on the front line.

Potholed dirt roads. On the side of the road, a row of wooden planks more than two meters high is propped up to form a simple fence. On the front lines, this is usually used to interfere with snipers' scouting or black guns.

"How long is it left?" Jiang Chen glanced at the broken down tank on the side of the road. casually shouted to Boris, who was walking in front.

"Soon, just ahead. Boris gave a vague answer.

"That's right. Can I ask a personal question?" Walking to his side, Jiang Chen asked with a smile.

"Of course. If there is no sensitive information involved. ”

"What is your position in the 92nd Mechanized Infantry Brigade?" Judging from the calluses on his hands, this guy's ability should be not small.

"Currently serving as a pro-guard of General Makanov. Boris is fluent in English, and he was able to understand Jiang Chen's Chinese English, which was only slightly above the sixth-level level for the first time.

"Oh, then you should be good marksmanship. Jiang Chen glanced at him unexpectedly.

"It's ok. Boris didn't seem to want to continue the conversation, but after a pause, he added, "I'm his nephew." ”

The three of them continued to walk forward for a while, but at this moment, Nick, who was looking at the side of the road, frowned and stopped.

He had been silent, and suddenly interjected and asked, "Has the 92nd Mechanized Infantry Brigade advanced to such a front?"

"Of course not. Boris shrugged his shoulders and said something that puzzled the two of them.

Nick reacted the fastest, and in an instant his hand touched his waist. However, Boris, who had been prepared for a long time, was obviously one step ahead of him, and the rifle in his hand was already aimed at him.

"I advise you not to move, even if there is a handful of them pointing at you a few hundred meters away, except for the one in my hand. Boris grinned, his tone was relaxed, but his eyes were looking at Jiang Chen, "I'm very sorry, Mr. Jiang, someone wants to talk to you." ”

"Who?" Jiang Chen smiled and asked in an equally relaxed tone.

Obviously, this Boris is a fake. Makanov should have really sent someone over, intercepted on the way, and then replaced with this Boris?

Although he had expected what trouble would happen, Jiang Chen did not expect that the trouble would not come from Makanov, but from a force he had never seen before.

Radio communication should have been intercepted, and the strength of the other party is obviously not weak. But even if he knew this, Jiang Chen's face still didn't have any waves, and he looked at Boris with a smile.

Boris didn't answer Jiang Chen's question, and looked at him with a little surprise, "Isn't Mr. Jiang worried about his own safety?"

"Why are you worried?" Jiang Chen pretended to be surprised and spread out his hands, "Since you want to kidnap me, don't you want to ensure my safety?"

As if amused by Jiang Chen's logic, Boris grinned, raised his left hand and made a gesture.

Several people came out of the shadows on the side, and judging by their skillful movements and professional gun stance, these guys should belong to some special forces.

Looking at the hairy faces again, thinking of the fact that there were no "special forces" in Ukraine before Nick came, Jiang Chen also vaguely guessed the identities of these people.

Nick was simply tied up, but they politely didn't make a move on Jiang Chen. Maybe it's because from the point of view of appearance, Jiang Chen doesn't look like that kind of "dangerous person" no matter how he looks at it.

"KGB?" asked tentatively, Jiang Chen stared into Boris's eyes.

is worthy of a professional agent, and there is not the slightest wave in his pupils. Boris just smiled and didn't make any answer.

"It doesn't matter who we are, handsome little guy from the East. ”

With a slightly frivolous tone, some familiar voices came from behind Jiang Chen.

That slightly jerky Mandarin