We hit the road again, and Krzhakov gave us not only a car, but also some weapons and ammunition. We took the injured Kristovic and Semolov and their convoy all the way to the northeast.

On the road, I was not only a little worried about our own safety. After all, he has no good feelings for Krzhakov, let alone trust. But when I brought it up to the old guy, the old guy smiled indifferently and told me that Krzhakov was more reliable than ever in the present matter. He reasoned that Krzhakov was a cautious man, and if you think about the whole thing, you can see that it is an overestimation that he and the Berlin gang are in harmony. To put it bluntly, there is no trust between them, and now not only is there no trust, but there is also a grudge. Krzhakov always said that he was a petty and vindictive. Flaws must be reported, but in fact Krzhakov himself is not a big-hearted guy. There is no one in this industry who does not hold grudges, after all, it is all your life-and-death business, not a friendly sports match, just play and have fun. So he decided that Krzhakov would not compromise, and could only work with them to find the safest way to save his life and that of his family.

I don't fully believe the old guy's words, after all, these people have too many psychological twists and turns, and they must have already thought about other forks in the road that they might take when they took the first step, so as not to let themselves go all the way to the dark or hang themselves on a tree, which is unreliable to say. But I am quite in favor of the irreconcilable contradictions between Krzhakov and those from Berlin. Because it can be seen from the fact that the guy who wanted to kill showed up at the police station with someone and wanted to bypass Krzhakov and take away the family of the old guy. Not to mention that Kerzhakov is also a person who holds grudges, even if he is not, who can not turn his face, those family members are related to the comfort of their own families. In other words, if they really got the old guy's family Komova and his daughter into their hands, then they would not have taken away the old guy's family, but Krzhakov's.

At noon, we arrived in Saint-Etienne. Here, we took a brief rest, and joined Berezov, who had come all the way, and looked at the people he had brought, and he was now the most manpower in the seventeenth innings, and I counted them carefully, including him, there were eight people in all.

During the break, Krzhakov also sent someone to continue to check the injuries for Semolov and Kristovich. Berezov didn't seem very excited to see us, he made a report with the old guy. This old guy didn't shy away from me and Rebic, in fact, in such a period, there were only a few people, and the one who could still be here was already the most reliable, the last strength of the seventeenth round. And the content of the report, there is nothing special, it is nothing more than that the three Komova mother and daughter have been sent on the ship and have left France safely, and Lukovic and some wounded people left with him.

Hearing this, the old guy Younis seemed to breathe a long sigh of relief. He nodded to Berezov and told him to go and rest as well.

Taking advantage of this break, I walked towards Berezov, who was smoking a cigarette next to the car. He smiled when he saw me approaching and said, "I didn't expect that when the seventeenth round was over, you would be among the people left." ”

"And who do you think there will be?" I asked curiously.

Berezov shook his head, "I don't know. He said and looked at me, "Actually, I don't like mercenaries like you, I always think you are unreliable." ”

"It doesn't matter if it's reliable or not anymore." I waved my hand and pointed to Krzhakov, who was on the phone not far away, "Now we're with this guy all the way." Do you still find your theory of reliability and unreliability useful? ”

Berezov was silent for a moment when he heard me say this, he glanced at Krzhakov and whispered: "Ivan, who remained in Ukraine, has been arrested. ”

"Caught by the Russians?" This news is not strange, I wonder why Ivan didn't want to hide.

"Who else could it be?" Berezov looked disappointed, "I didn't expect that one day I would be hunted down by people from my own country." ”

"Huh. Then you can take your people and take the old guy up and bring it back to Russia. In this way, you don't have to be hunted down, and maybe you will be able to make meritorious contributions. ”

"Huh." Berezov sneered and walked to his car and patted the trunk of the car, "Do you know what's in here?" ”

"What? It can't be used for running away, right? I asked.

"Huh." Berezov sneered again, "I'm not in the mood to joke with you. Of course, when I saw it, I felt like that... There are no words to describe it. ”

I heard him say that, and I immediately knew what was in the trunk. I looked at him and said, "It's full of things that the old guy has collected and organized?" ”

Berezov nodded, "Yes." That's it. He looked around and whispered, "You should know about my previous mission, I was at that guy's residence, and I raided him. But he was not caught, but his family was captured. After taking them away, Younis gave them to me and told me to take them with me at all times, to look at them as if they were the little ones in the house, and at last he told me that I could flip them over if I was interested. ”

"And then you really flipped it?" I said and shook my head, "If it were me, I wouldn't have turned it over." ”

"Yes. You're right. I regretted it after turning it over. Berezov sighed, "The caretaker is really not boring. So I opened it and looked at it, in fact, I didn't read much, just looked at the catalog that the old guy had put together, but after reading it, I suddenly realized that my understanding of the word traitor has always been very different from reality. ”

"Huh. Isn't it sad? I laughed.

"Sad? I don't know, the point is that these guys are now hunting us down. A gang of people who have done bad things are in turn hunting down the fighters who have been serving the country and fighting the enemy! Can you imagine this? Berezov suddenly became agitated.

"I don't have to imagine." I said, gesturing at him and then at the others, "We're all in it, we're going through." ”

"Yes, yes." Berezov nodded, "That's right. is experiencing. So I suddenly felt like I was doing the right thing. Those bastards deserve to be punished. Even if the seventeenth game no longer exists, I will not give up. ”

Stick to the code!!! Stick to the code !!

(End of chapter)