Chapter 60: Sell Your Teammates!

Andrievich was wearing a trench coat, standing at the door of the police station, there was a heavy snowfall last night, the ground was half ankle thick, there was a heat in his breath, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, pinched it and looked at it, and then fell down, and saw some tobacco falling out, he wrinkled his nose helplessly, threw the box away, put on his hat and prepared to leave.

Andrijevic is not in a good mood right now.

He's been investigated!

Crime: Suspected of annexing state-owned assets.

He was held in the Kyiv police station for two days, and in these two days he was investigated in turns, he wiped his ass and investigated it clearly with a few pieces of paper, and the second bureau of the KGB specially sent someone to investigate him, of course, some things can be found out as soon as they are checked.

But...

The KGB in 1991 was not the style of the sixties and seventies, and the background of the interest groups involved in Andrievich was too deep, unless the KGB wanted to kill the entire Ukrainian military layer, otherwise, it could only obediently let him go.

After taking stock of the benefits, the KGB could only release him, but warned him not to leave Kyiv.

He listened to this warning as complete nonsense, and did not leave?

Sukabule!

Are you waiting to die here?

He is very ominous in his heart, the arms transactions he has handled are at least as high as more than a billion dollars, even if KGB lets himself go now, he will be targeted, and the most important thing is that the Ukrainian military top brass will definitely not let him go, they need a scapegoat to appease the mood of Big Brother, who deserves to die the most?

It's him, the broker!

The fact that he came out and didn't have anyone to pick him up is the best proof of that.

"No, you must leave Kyiv." Andrievich thought of this, his steps accelerated, he took two steps, suddenly stopped, looked behind him suddenly, and saw a red car with exhaust fumes, following unhurriedly behind, his eyes were good, and he could see two strong men sitting in the cab and the co-pilot.

Just run!

Take off your trench coat while running, which will reduce unnecessary weight.

Seeing that he was discovered, the driver slammed over with a foot on the accelerator, they didn't care if this was the door of the police station or not, the strong man in the co-pilot stuck his head out and shot with a submachine gun in his hand!

Xiao Maozi fully inherited the temper of the elder brother, and the assassination was so big.

Andrievich is in good physical condition, holding his head and running around, obviously he is also lucky, running away from the wall, the bullet didn't hit him, he ran with his head open and his mouth open, and his mouth still sounded: "Whoa~Ah! ”

There was a small forest next to it, and he went straight into it.

"Quick, follow up." The strong man of the co-pilot stretched out his hand and patted the driver's shoulder, shouting anxiously.

"Hey, man, it's a sedan, not a tank, it's withdrawn, the police are coming."

The co-pilot gunman could only angrily close the open car door, stretched out his hand, and fired several shots into the sky, as if venting.

……

Andrijevich was in a state of embarrassment, and his shirt was torn several times, all of which were scraped by branches in the forest.

He leaned against a tree, panting heavily, his face was sweating dry, his hands were on his knees, there was still the happiness of the rest of his life in his eyes, he swallowed his saliva, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down, he couldn't imagine that those people couldn't help but want to destroy him so soon?

"Son of a bitch!"

He punched the tree behind him, and after a second, he squatted on the ground with his hands and howled, and there were several unknown small animals on the tree, and they were so frightened by this scream that they jumped to another tree, they all looked at it with idiotic eyes, and they must be thinking, such a thick tree, hit with fists?

Is this a shell?

Andrievich's tears hurt out, and after squatting on the ground for a while, he relieved himself, hung his right hand, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket with his left hand, hesitated, and still called the phone he remembered the most, and after ringing three times, a familiar voice sounded on the other side.

"Hello? I'm Nicholas, whoa. ”

"First... Sir, I'm Andrievich. ”

……

Tang Dao, who was sitting in the office at Mogadishu International Airport, frowned, and the pen in his hand paused, "You want me to help you get out of Ukraine?" ”

"It's... Yes. Andrievich licked his tongue.

"Did something happen?" Tang Dao put down the pen, stood up, walked to the window, put his left hand in his pocket, looked into the distance, and asked in a deep voice, you must know that this Ukrainian is an important part of his plan.

He took the land and airfield the size of Somalia, he definitely needed a certain number of employees, and he was ready to set up a PMC company, there were many talents in the Soviet Union, and he was also ready to ask Andrievich to help find it, this Ukrainian was the pioneer of his own wool.

"It's not a big deal, I'm just out of here, and now I can't stay in Ukraine for some reason, I want to go to you, Mr. Nicholas, can you help me run it?"

Andrievich is also smart, and he doesn't speak half of his words, including anyone.

However, if he wanted to be careful with Tang Dao, he was obviously wrong, his eyes narrowed, and his heart began to liven, "Oh? Yes, you tell me the address and I'll have my people go find you. ”

"I'm at the Popular Front hotel on "Cross Street" in the city of Kiev. ”

"Okay, see you later."

Tang Dao cut off the phone, walked back to the table slowly, and put the mobile phone on the table, he was curious about what happened to the other party, so much so that he asked for it? In addition to the relationship of interests, the two sides have no other cooperation at all, and something terrible must have happened to him to make him so jealous.

If you don't leave, you're going to die!

Could it be that someone in Kyiv is going to kill him? Or who did he offend?

Tang Dao's brain made up a picture, but he overturned it, and in the end, his head was swollen, and he hammered the table with a fist, "Grass!" What do you care so much for? That guy is useless anymore anyway, so let's exchange some benefits. He looked up and shouted outside.

Robert pushed the door in, his hands crossed in front of him, "Boss." ”

"Well, is Pierce gone?"

"It's gone, and it should be tens of thousands of meters above sea by now." Robert replied.

Tang Dao bowed his head, hooked his fingers, motioned for him to come closer, and lowered his voice, "There is a task for you to do." ”

"What?"

"You take a couple of people to contact Major General Medvedchuk, whom we worked with before, through a satellite phone in Somalia, and you tell him that the people they want are at the Popular Front Hotel on Cross Street. ”

Since it's useless, sell him!

At this point, Tang Dao did it very decisively, without Andrievich, that Major General Medvedchuk does not seem to be an incorruptible person, as long as the money is in place, it is easy to talk about it together, and this should be a gift to him.

Robert heard it in a fog, but he was loyal and trusted to Tang Dao, and never asked why.

He is closer to the obedience of the soldiers, Tang Daodu felt several times that it was a pity to keep him by his side, and when the PMC company was established, let him manage it first, learn from the experience, and have a golden shield by his side, which is safe enough.

Although there are few people under Tang Dao's hands, they are elite enough.

"Yes, boss."

Robert waited a moment, then walked out the door with his head hooked.

Tang Dao sat back in his seat, picked up the pen, opened the notebook in front of him, which was densely written, found Andrievich's name, and drew two bars.

"Farewell, sir, may you be well in heaven."

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