Then we called Lukovic, the gardener, and Christovich, and we each brought a long bison, a short MP443, and the gardener continued with the AK-74.

This time Paul was driving, and I was still in the passenger seat. The other three were crammed into the back seat. Paul's car drove very fast, and rushed there at a high speed. After about ten minutes, we entered the residential area of the port.

"Call them to drag the oil bottles. Q: How are they doing now? Paul began.

I nodded, pulled out the phone, dialed the number of the oil bottle, and a moment later the phone was connected. "What's going on over there?"

"So far, it's fine. But someone got out of the car before, as if they were asking around. Said the oil bottle.

"Don't move. We'll be there right away. ”

"Understood. Their car was parked on the side of the road just outside the back window of our room, and both were black sedans. "Drag the oil bottle road.

"Got it." I hung up the phone.

Paul slowed down and looked to the sides from time to time, we weren't familiar with this place, so we had to slow down and look for it. "I guess it's someone from Russia who came this time." Paul said as he drove.

"How do you know?" I asked.

Paul smiled bitterly and said, "Because I don't believe that the people from NATO can find it so quickly." If they had the ability, they would have found us a long time ago. And we've killed a lot of them before, right? Unless they have a lot of people coming this time, it will be difficult for them to continue the operation in such a short time. ”

Paul's point makes sense, the Russian side wants to come over to NATO, and the former is equivalent to a snake on the ground. Ogier is very open here, and with him it will be easy to find the target and person he is looking for. The Security Service of Ukraine is smart and effective in this. But that doesn't mean Ogil is the only way. As the old saying goes: cats have cats, mice, and rats, and the Russians must have their own intelligence system and channels, and it seems to be quite effective now.

"It's just that they came over on their own? Will it unite with others? I whispered.

Paul looked at the road and the surroundings and said, "I don't know. However, judging from the previous situation, they seem to be united, but in fact they are fighting separately. I don't think it will suddenly figure it out this time. After Paul finished speaking, he slowed down the car again and pointed to a building in front of him, "It should be this one." ”

I looked at the building, and to be honest, I've been here, but I'm not really impressed, and I haven't seen it from the perspective it is. The car drove slowly forward, and soon passed an intersection, the intersection of the road outside the back window of the room where the oil bottles were to.

I looked sideways on the road, where there were several cars parked, but I soon found the two black cars that the oil bottle had mentioned. Paul didn't stop, but kept going.

"See?" Paul asked.

"See." I nodded.

"What are you going to do?" Paul asked.

I glanced at Paul, "Let's find a place to stop." I'm going to take a look first. If you stay in the car, the other party will most likely recognize what you look like. ”

Paul nodded, drove the car some distance and stopped in a place where there were more cars. I opened the car door and pulled up the hood behind my clothes and looked around, and now there were more and more people on the road, which was good for me, but it was also good for the other person's concealment. I looked down at the car, "Call if there's a situation." I'll be back in about ten to fifteen minutes. ”

"Be careful." Paul advised.

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I nodded and looked at Lukovic in the back seat, "Lukovic, you're with me." ”

Lukovic nodded and immediately got out of the car. The two of us crossed the street together, slowly walking towards the building where they were hiding.

I took out my phone and dialed the phone that dragged the oil bottle, "Is the other party's car still parked in the back window?" ”

"Yes. Also parked there. But... ”

"But what?" I asked as I looked at the people on the road.

"But they all seem to have gotten off." Said the oil bottle.

"Got off?" I suddenly felt that something was wrong, and I started to pick up my pace, and I looked at Lukovich and said, "Go back and let Paul drive the car." ”

Lukovic gave a low answer, then stopped, turned and ran towards the meeting. I continued into the phone: "Let Rusol and Pinto have both the guys ready." Get everyone ready to transfer. ”

"Understood!" The oil bottle agreed, and continued: "Our car is parked across the road from the door. It's a business car. ”

I took the phone and came to the road that the bottle had said, and I quickly found the door to the house and the car he had said. And just then, I noticed a few people coming around from the other side of the building, and they were walking looking at the door and window on the side of the oil bottle.

At this time, the voice of the oil bottle rang on the phone, "Damn." They should be ready to get their hands dirty. The people in the car seemed to be glancing at our window. I think we've been exposed. ”

"Don't panic. Calm down, is the gun ready for anything? And car keys. I asked.

"Ready." Drag the oil bottle replied.

"That's good. Don't hang up the phone. "I'm already on the way outside the door. Others are coming. I said and looked at the men, who looked left and right, as if they were communicating, and someone was directing them, and after a moment quickly fixed my eyes on them. I counted their numbers, and there were four of them, and one of them pointed to the door of their room where the oil bottle was being towed, and then as if to communicate with someone, two more people came around from the other side of the building.

And just as the two of them were walking around, I noticed Paul's car appearing in the traffic on the road, and Paul in the car quickly glanced at me. I looked at him and reached for the MP443 in my pocket.

Paul saw my movements, and the look in his eyes told me he understood what I meant. He slowly pulled over to a short distance from the intersection. I continued to pretend to be a passerby and walked towards the door.

"The other party is already outside of you. Don't get too close to the door. I'll wait for my news and let you come out when you come out. I said.

"Understood." The oil bottle agreed.

I walked to a telephone pole on the side of the road and stopped, and I turned my head to look at the people on the other side, who had already identified the target and were preparing to start. And at this moment, the man who had been in command among them inadvertently glanced at me, and he didn't react after glancing at it, but soon he looked at it again as if he remembered something, and this time his eyes were obviously different from before.

I knew something was wrong, and that's when I pulled out my pistol and pulled the trigger on the man.