Chapter 873: Tailgating
"One plan after another, don't you have a way, why are you tossing me over?"
Lin Zi, who was squatting next to the sand table, sneered a little mockingly, turned his head and wanted to continue drinking the broth in the bowl, but found that the soup in the bowl had frozen into a lump of ice. He threw the bowl to Meng Changxin.
Meng Changxin received it in his hand and asked very sincerely: "Eagle, I want to hear your opinion. ā
Lin Zixian took the opportunity to say angrily: "Don't, you should be special forces, how can you listen to my opinion." ā
Meng Changxin didn't seem to mind his ridicule at all, squatted beside him and said: "The superiors sent you, there must be considerations from the superiors, if you have a better plan......"
Lin Zixian immediately stretched out his hand and interrupted: "Stop, I wasn't sent by your superiors, I was deceived by your superiors, to be exact, I came to save your sister's face." Damn, your sister doesn't know which old bastard she was blinded by, saying that you are in danger and begging me to save you. I cĒo, it turned out to dig a pit and wait for me. ā
Everyone looked at each other, and Meng Changxin's expression was even more twitching, no wonder I heard this guy say that he was looking at Meng Zidan's face, it turned out to be like this.
After Meng Changxin took a deep breath, he said slowly: "Eagle, no matter what, everyone is Chinese, and hostages are very important to our country......
"That can't even be deceived!" Lin Zi cut idly. Then again, if he is not deceived, can he come?
Meng Changxin knew that he was unhappy, but he still said very seriously: "Eagle, I have seen your battle in the Star Square in Paris, it was definitely a super-level special operation, we have been observing and learning, trying to copy your classic examples, but it is difficult to draw dragons and tigers, and we can't do your tacit understanding." So I believe in your abilities and hope you can give me some advice. At the same time, thank you for saving Zidan that time, at least it proves that Zidan is not wrong. ā
Several team members couldn't help but be surprised when they heard that this was the 'God of War' who watched and studied in the video, no wonder they felt familiar, and it was really a bit similar if they looked closely, but they had an extra ponytail, but they didn't expect their superiors to get the 'God of War', which shows how much importance the superiors attach to this task.
Their special forces gave Lin Zixian a nickname. It's called 'God of War', the big guy admires Lin Daguan very much, but he didn't expect the 'God of War' he longed to see right in front of him, and he was suddenly in awe. Soldiers! Of course, I admire the strong on the battlefield the most.
Lin Zixian was a little speechless, and they moved Meng Zidan out. He was a little embarrassed to sneer at his 'brother-in-law' anymore. Squinted at the snow sand table, pointed to a corner and asked, "This railway is a transfer station to transport logs?" ā
"Yes!" Meng Changxin nodded.
Lin Zixian turned around and asked, "Do you really want to listen to my opinion?" ā
"Yes." Meng Changxin nodded again.
"Good! You immediately evacuate with all your men and take care of the 20 kilometers of this railway, and you don't have to worry about the rest. After Lin Zixian finished speaking, he turned around and left, and went back to the house to find a cigarette and smoke and smoke.
Meng Changxin was a little confused, we have all evacuated, can you rescue the hostages alone?
He followed him into the house. said to Lin Zixian: "Can you tell me about your plan?" ā
Lin Zixian lay on the bed and shook his head and said, "No, we don't need to join together, we all do our own things, and you are responsible for taking over." ā
Meng Changxin saw that he could not move him. Turning around, he made a look and let the radio go out......
In Damingyuan, Old Man Qi was reading a book in the house, and Secretary Su took another piece of information and walked in quickly. Handed it to him.
After the old man took it and looked at it, he groaned for a while. The information was handed back and said, "I'm worried about it, since that kid has seen the face of the Meng family's girl, he won't let Meng Changxin not be able to step down." You sue them, there is no suspicion in employing people, and there is no need to suspect people, and they naturally have to set up a stage for others to sing and obey his command. ā
"Okay!" Secretary Su quickly stepped aside and grabbed the phone to convey the old man's instructions.
After Meng Changxin received the instructions, he once again asked Lin Zixian what he meant, and after repeatedly confirming the location with the map, he explained something, quickly closed the team, and simply neatly took the team members to set off again and escaped into the vast snowfield.
Lin Zixian and the lumberjack were left in the wooden house, and Lin Zixian asked, "Aren't you leaving?" ā
The lumberjack said, "I have another task. ā
Lin Zixian didn't say anything more, and didn't want to ask the other party what other tasks he had, so he began to pull pieces of white cloth around himself, tossing himself into a mummy, and then packed a bag from the wooden house, took a pair of ski tools and left the wooden house.
After putting the skis on his feet outside, he slid down the snow slope with two ski poles, and slid into the snow field of the forest with a fluttering body, and soon disappeared without a trace.
More than an hour later, under the blue sky and white sun, he appeared in another mountain forest.
I saw him kick off the skis on his feet, hide in the snow, and then as light as a swallow, he rushed up to a snowy slope, leaving a shallow layer of footprints on the ground.
The man had already fluttered up a cedar tree, and did not alarm any of the snowflakes on the branches to fall.
Hiding behind the trunk of the big tree, I looked at it, and saw that in front of the forest was a flat snowfield, and about four or five hundred meters away, there was a large courtyard surrounded by a wooden fence, and there were a series of bungalows in it, and there were many logs piled up in the yard, which was the log transfer station.
Lin Zixian took out the binoculars from his bag and began to observe carefully, only to see that a lot of simple fortifications had been built outside the fence, and there were soldiers with machine guns in the fortifications in all directions, and there were also groups of soldiers patrolling back and forth with guns, and the defense was very tight, and it was indeed difficult to get close.
He looked at the sky, sat directly on the branch and hid, took the telescope to look at it from time to time, waiting, waiting for it to get dark, and couldn't get close to it during the day......
Daytime is the time for human activity, but for the Bloods, it's usually a time to rest.
Gorno? Altaysk, not long after Lin Zixian arrived here that night, Afra, Balk and others arrived.
They had been waiting in Moscow before, preparing to go to Pushkino after dark to make a move on Lin Zixian, but Lin Zixian moved before dark, and they had to move again, which can be said to be chasing after Lin Zixian's ass.
In an old Soviet factory-style house in the city, thick curtains cover it tightly.
In a black suit, white leather shoes, and a bunch of gray hair hanging from his back, Balk stood on crutches with his hands on crutches, and beside him stood Sophia, the housekeeper.
Sophia is also a bloodline who has just reached the rank of Prince, and is higher than the level of Clark Butler Blaise. Of course, being a housekeeper doesn't have to be high-level, but to be loyal to the owner.
And behind Balk, there are four prince-level blood clans, all of them look young, but all of them are burly and have a fierce aura, which were brought by Balk directly from Huaxia, and they are all high-level blood clans of the Demon Party Jimi Clan. In other words, there were six blood princes from the Jimi family at once.
To the left of the plump and enchanting Afra also stood a woman named Lola, who was her housekeeper, with a mediocre appearance and even a bit of rigidity, only at the rank of duke. And to the right of Afra, also a duke-level Julia.
However, the two men and two women standing behind Afra were just as powerful, just like the four behind Balk, they were also prince-level bloodlines. In other words, Afra's side also dispatched five prince-level bloods.
On both sides, there are a total of eleven blood princes, and there are also the leaders of the two major clans, which can be described as a strong lineup.
Their trip was aimed at Lin Zixian, if it was just to deal with Lin Zixian, they would not need such a strong lineup, and the focus was to prevent the Holy See from interfering halfway.
On the wall hung a large monitor showing a satellite map with a red dot flashing in a certain location.
Balk pointed to the crutches in his hand and asked, "What is this place?" ā
Afra asked without looking back: "Abram, Siberia is your territory, what is the location of the tracker?" ā
A plain-looking old man behind her replied: "My lord, it is a log transfer station, the function is to gather the nearby felled trees together and transport them to the outside world through a railway, which existed in the former Soviet Union, and there are many similar transit stations in Siberia." ā
Afra folded her arms in front of her chest and said strangely: "If he is just to hide and not have to be so troublesome, why did he go around in such a big circle and run to a timber transfer station, what does he want to do?" ā
Balk said with a smile: "In the same way, if the Holy See intervenes in this matter, there is no reason to make such a complicated action, obviously the Holy See is not involved in this matter." Running to a ridiculously remote place, it seems that Bishop Caesar wants to hide from us completely for a while, or rather, there is some secret hidden in this timber transfer station, which should be solved tonight. ā
He turned to look at Julia, and said with a lewd look in his eyes: "Julia, come to my room, I have something to discuss with you." "The reason why this old monster took the initiative to run here this time is to get Julia to bed is one of his main purposes.
He knew very well in his heart that there was no hope of asking Clark for his granddaughter, and if he forcibly got Julia, it had already happened, and Clark could only accept the reality, and the possibility of Clark and the Demon Party for this was very small.
However, Clark had long been guarding against him, and when Julia bit her lip and dared not speak angrily, Afra had already written lightly: "Julia, come to my room, I have more important things to discuss with you." He turned around and took Julia's hand and took her away.
Several of her men gave Balk a cold look, and then turned to leave.
Balk looked at the vanishing backs of the two women, a little hateful, and Afra kept Julia with him, and he couldn't find a chance to do it.
Repeatedly ruining his own good deeds, Balk couldn't help but whisper to himself a little annoyed: "Afra, you slut, there is a day when you regret it." ā