The grievances between the old guy and Kerzhakov are simple and simple, but they are complicated, and we still haven't fully understood what kind of relationship these people have.

"So how do you lure these people in? Didn't that guy say that the people from Berlin and the people from Russia were still in the south of France? I asked.

"That's the first thing I'm going to ask Krzhakov to do for me. Let him find a way to somehow leak the news that we have fled to Switzerland, so that those who care about us know where we have gone. The old guy said.

"And how long will it take?" Berezov immediately asked, "Are we going to leave for Zurich at once?" ”

"Krzhakov said it would take two to three days, and he had to prepare everything else we wanted." As he spoke, he pointed at Rebic, "Tomorrow the wounded will leave here first, and you will leave with them." Go to Italy, and Milk and Grandet will pick you up with someone. ”

"Understood!" Rebic nodded in response and then said, "Then do I want to come back later?" ”

The old guy thought for a moment and said, "Don't come back." Keep an eye on what I gave you. ”

"So how the deal is done. Something they want... I asked.

"Of course you don't take everything with you." The old guy said, "I will arrange for someone to pick up what Krzhakov cares about." I'll discuss that with them. Just in the past few days. ”

"What do you think about that? I said it was the other party's people who came. I asked.

Speaking of this, the old guy first let out a long sigh, and after looking at a few of us, he said, "I'm the bait." The only way to get those two hungry wolves to fight is to find me. ”

"It's dangerous!" I immediately interrupted the old fellow, "Maybe this plan of yours is over in the first place." ”

The old guy raised his hand and said, "I don't know." Don't remind me. Hear me on. As he spoke, he slowly lowered his hand, "Actually, it doesn't matter if it's dangerous or not." I thought about it for a long time, and I knew that this operation was probably my last mission. It doesn't matter whose hands I end up with. It's not going to end well. And there is a high probability that it will be dead on the streets. Hehe. The old fellow smiled helplessly and continued, "But I think this is the best opportunity." I couldn't afford to lose this opportunity, because I was too old to wait another decade or two, and I wasn't sure how long I would live, and I wasn't likely to meet someone like Klinger's old thing. So this is not only the best chance, but also my last chance, and I have to do my best to make the last last effort. Accomplish one of the biggest goals and tasks of the rest of my life. At this point he looked at us, "There is one thing, Krzhakov is right. I always put my people at risk. It's a drag on you all. As he spoke, he pointed to Rebic, "You could have been a middle school teacher with good popularity and status in Croatia, and live a peaceful life." Anyone in that small town will take the initiative to say hello and call out to the teacher when they see you. Maybe you can take a beautiful woman much younger than you to go home and live. But after that, you may have to live a precarious life on the run. ”

"Don't say that. Mr. Younis. Rebic shook his head and said, "It makes me feel that there are still people in this world who remember who I really am and where I came from. It's something that's important to me. Here, it should be said that although the time in the seventeenth game is not long, I feel that this period of time has done all the things that I didn't do in the previous years, and what I wanted to do but didn't have the opportunity to do. As he spoke, he looked at the old guy and said solemnly: "I have served the country, and I ended up in the confrontation with the enemy, didn't I?" ”

The old guy nodded, reached out and patted Rebic's shoulder heavily, "It's nice to have a companion like you, no. It should be comrades-in-arms. ”

"That's my pleasure, sir." Rebic puffed up his chest and said solemnly, as if standing upright.

The old guy nodded again, looked at Berezov and said, "You... It should have mixed well. Has a wealth of experience, Chechen military exploits. It's just that he doesn't have any popularity, and he does everything he can to make meritorious contributions but is not subject to generals. But I have to admit that you are the most reliable and loyal person I have ever met, warrior! It makes me feel very guilty for following such an unlucky bastard, and that you may end up being a traitor. Because I know better than anyone what it's like for loyalists to be put in a basin. "I want to say sorry to you, but I don't regret it, and I'm glad to have someone like you by my side." ”

When Berezov heard the old guy say this, it was as if he had overturned his bitter water jar and found the person who knew him best, it should be said that he was the boss. He looked very excited, and suddenly raised his hand to salute the old fellow, and then put down his hand and held the old fellow's hand tightly without saying a word, which was completely a posture of a soldier dying for his confidant.

And finally, the old guy looked at me, "My proudest student." If you are a true soldier ... The old guy said, gesturing to the left side of my chest, "This place must be full of medals and strategies." Pity... Working for the Seventeenth Bureau... Nothing else will give you anything but money. Originally, you could have been in your own home, a rich man, and run that small shop, although I don't think that store is really good. But it's better than here, better than this unlucky place where there is no tomorrow today. He sighed as he spoke, "I owe you a favor, a great favor." I know why you're still doing it, you're arguably the most murderous and humane person I've ever met. But I don't think I can pay you back what I owe you. As he spoke, he hugged me hard, "Thank you!" Thank you for all you have done for the seventeenth round, for me, and for Komova. ”

I raised my hand and patted the old guy on the back and said, "I don't like the Yankees, although I don't like the Russians either, but I still hate the Yankees and NATO more in comparison, so I'd love to watch two people I don't like fight each other." But the most regrettable thing is ... I haven't driven that S500 a few times yet... ”

"Hahaha." The old guy slapped me on the back twice, "I wish we could always fight side by side." But I guess there's little hope. After saying that, he pushed me away, took a step back, looked around us, and said, "This is the end of the sensationalism." The only advantage of saying goodbye early is that you don't even have a chance to say goodbye when you don't have the time. After saying that, he looked at me, "That's a lot more regrettable than your Mercedes-Benz S500." ”

Ask for fat. Ask for fat!!!

(End of chapter)