Krzhakov, who was on the side, immediately turned his head when he heard the old guy's words, and his expression was obviously very dissatisfied. The old guy looked at him nonchalantly, pointed in the direction where the gunshots were coming from, and said, "This must be something wrong with you." Now these people have been able to persist until now, and they have followed me many times from birth to death, and they are the most reliable. Much more reliable than your people. ”

Krzhakov was about to retort, but before he could say anything, the guy who got out of the last car shouted in this direction as he ran: "They're coming here." ”

Krzhakov shouted at the man: "How many of them are there?" Are there any of our people in the back? ”

"The exact number is not clear. But there should be no less than thirty people. As the man spoke, the gunfire in the rear disappeared, and the whole direction of the woods became extremely quiet, except for the sound of the wind that blew from time to time, and the sound of Krzhakov's men busy.

"Our people are all finished." The man looked back at Krzhakov with some fear and panic in his eyes.

"Don't panic!" Krzhakov looked at the man and shouted, "Take the man on board." After speaking, he looked at the guy who was organizing the guard, that is, the guy who had been accompanying him, "Nacho, how many more people are there?" ”

The guy looked around and said, "There are fourteen or fifteen people, sir." ”

"Damn bastard!" Krzhakov scolded in a low voice, looked back at the old guy and said with some annoyance: "It seems that you are more valuable than I imagined, these guys are here to kill me together!" ”

"Haha. I'm glad you think so. I think if I say what I just said here, I will think that I am deliberately trying to sow discord between you and others, right? The old guy smiled without worry.

Krzhakov did not speak, but turned his head to look at the ship that had already started, "Get on board." Just as you say. ”

"That's exactly how it should be." The old fellow said and got on the boat. And at that moment, the gun of the person in charge of the guard rang out.

I picked up my gun and looked at Berezov and said, "Withdraw!" Get on board! I shouted as I looked at the way we had come. I saw that there were figures flickering in the woods on both sides of the forest path, and these people didn't seem to have many people at the moment, and there should be a lot of them on the road. These are just the first people to catch up and try to hold us back.

"Shoot at them!" I shouted and fired a few shots into the woods, "Fight and retreat." Hurry! ”

Berezov quickly retreated with a few people, and first let the wounded get on board. And in the outermost part of Krzhakov's men, there were already casualties. The other side was very powerful, although there were not many of them, but they were extremely confident, decisive and efficient, and in a short period of time two Krzhakov men were knocked to the ground, which made them panic when they were already busy running away and had few people.

"Get on board! Damn it! All on board! After Kerzhakov got on the small yacht, the guy named Nacho shouted.

The old fellow didn't care about this, he didn't stand outside, but quickly came to the small cabin. I continued to shoot in the direction of the woods, urging the shore to get ashore quickly, and while Berezov pulled the last of us aboard, our yacht set sail. At the same time, more and more figures appeared in the woods, and after they appeared, they scattered and shot at our ships that were going offshore, and although Krzhakov's men continued to fight back, as far as I could see, we did not do any effective damage to the other side.

I don't look at it anymore, there's nothing to see at the moment, and it's impossible for the other party to catch up with us. This raid had failed, and although we had fled in disarray, and Krzhakov had lost a lot of men, their operation was certainly unsuccessful from the point of view of the purpose of the other side.

So I also retreated to the cabin. In the cabin, the old guy still looked like hob meat and still held a wine bottle in his hand, and when he saw me come in, he shook the wine bottle in his hand and said, "This is from the ship." I'm going to enjoy it. With that, he sat down on the sofa on one side of the cabin, and although the hull of the ship was a little shaky because of the high speed, and there were gunshots from time to time outside, it still could not disturb the old man's alcoholism.

Kerzhakov's face was ugly, he glanced at the old guy Younis and said, "Don't you have anything to say to me?" ”

"Say?" The old guy looked at Krzhakov puzzled, "What to say?" Do you think I found these people? My old fellow opened the bottle and took a sip after sniffing it, "Ah... Not bad... After saying that, he took a glass and poured the wine and said, "I want to know... Where's that bastard with you? ”

"Huh. Are you suspicious of him? Krzhakov asked.

The old man took another sip of his glass and said, "Shouldn't you be suspicious?" Otherwise, who else can give us such a precise positioning? ”

"Then why can't it be that you guys who left first betrayed here?" Krzhakov looked at me as he spoke, and said, "Just what you just said?" ”

"That's right! Based on what I just said. The old guy suddenly nodded with a serious look, but after he finished speaking, he relaxed again and put on a reasonable appearance and said, "If there is a problem with my people." The old man said, pointing to himself, "Will we meet again?" After speaking, he pointed to Kerzhakov and said, "You won't be where you are today." After speaking, he took another sip and continued: "Seventeen rounds, you should understand, has there ever been a traitor?" If there is, the seventeenth innings are over early. Including the group before us, the same. No one is a traitor! ”

"Don't mention us to me, let alone our group!" Krzhakov looked very angry and took out the phone, looking like he had not admitted it on his lips, but he had realized in his heart that the problem was on his side.

He took the phone and made two or three calls in a row, but it seemed that he couldn't get through. Suddenly, his emotions seemed to be out of control, and he threw the phone out of the way, directly on the wall of the cabin, and smashed the phone in half.

"Bastard! These damn bastards! Krzhakov shouted, "It's time! Actually sold me! Sell me! None of them will die well! Come to a sticky end! ”

The old guy sat there as steady as Mount Tai, and he looked at Krzhakov while drinking, and without interrupting him, he just watched. It felt as if a thunderous Kerzhakov was performing a stage play in front of him. It wasn't until Kerzhakov shouted out of breath that he slowly spoke: "Have you finished shouting?" ”