Lukovich immediately began to head south after receiving the call, following the route that the old fellow had already laid out for them. And we continued to take the group behind us and continue to walk around the old town.

As I walked, I looked at Levchenko behind me, who and his companion were dressed like two young tourists visiting the area. I whispered, "Are these two guys guns in their bags?" ”

Semolov said as he walked: "Yes. It's a gun. When the time comes, you just have to go first. It's up to me and my people to take care of everything. ”

I glanced at him and said, "Ready to be a hero?" ”

"Hmph." Semolov snorted coldly and said, "This is my task. I've known from the beginning of my time as a soldier what is most important. He looked at me, "As long as you can accomplish what we want later." It doesn't matter who is a hero or not. ”

"Okay." I nodded, "Are we going to pick things up?" Will we be slow like this and make the other person think that we are playing tricks? ”

Semolov didn't say anything, but quickened his pace, and we soon entered a small alley. The alley was dark, which made it look bright outside. I looked back, and there were two figures not far behind Levchenko.

"They're still following." I whispered.

"It's just a signpost." Semolov tracted.

"Road signs? Do you mean that the latter is only responsible for guiding the way? Giving others the right direction? I asked.

"That's it. At this moment, other people should be surrounding and narrowing the encirclement. Semolov said as he picked up speed again.

I quickened my pace to keep up, "How long do we have to get to the bus stop?" ”

"It's coming. Walk out of this alley and cross another street. Semolov replied.

He said it wasn't that far, and about three minutes later I saw the bus stop platform under the street lamp. The four of us looked around when we got to the bus stop. As Semolov said, except for our rear, at the moment on both sides of the road there were suspicious figures. These people deliberately hide their intentions, as if they were passers-by or tourists. But the eyes that came from time to time at that time. Hehe, even at night, you can feel that threat.

"There are a lot of them." I whispered, "Except for the people who are following us, there are at least four or five of them on the way. ”

Semolov didn't seem to look at the men, and immediately stopped a taxi passing by on the road, and then the four of us got into the car and headed for the bridge where we met on the Tarn River on the outskirts of the city.

The people on the other side did not panic after seeing us get on the bus, and it was obvious that they were fully prepared for us to get in the car and leave. This is not surprising, not to mention that a group of us came to the station, even if we didn't come to the station, someone on the other side should be driving in the direction of our head and be on standby at all times.

The taxi doesn't drive fast, after all, it's close to the old city, and you can't drive fast. And we didn't rush it, and Semolov was even more unhurried and even a little good-natured, as if he was really here to travel. But we were not in a hurry, but the other side was different, and just about five minutes later, Semolov's phone rang. He hung up after a few brief words in a low voice, then he turned his head to look behind him and said, "Are those guys following?" ”

Although the tone of Semolov's expression did not change at the moment, I felt that the call must have brought bad news.

I looked back and there was always a car behind us, I wasn't sure if it was the same one, but there was always a car that fell behind not far behind.

Without waiting for anyone to return, Semolov continued: "Something has been found near the bridge. It was as if they had judged where we were going. Ask where your people are now. ”

I nodded, pulled out the phone and called Salim, who told me they hadn't arrived yet, but it should be soon, as they were already driving along the river.

"Slow down. Don't worry! The meeting point appeared with people from the other side. Pay attention to what's going on around you. I said Salim answered and hung up.

Three minutes later, we saw the bridge on the Tarn River. The bridge is not wide, and the style looks more like a medieval building. But it's just like it, the paved road and the two lanes on it are not something that could have been made in medieval Europe.

We stopped about two hundred meters from the bridge, and Semolov, after paying the money, led us to speed forward, and as we walked, Salim called, and after answering the call, he told me that he had reached the designated position.

I put away the phone and looked at Semolov, who didn't wait for me to say before he said, "Your man has arrived?" ”

"Yes. It's here. I nodded and looked back, and there was a car that pulled over and put down two or three figures after the taxi left, and they were noticeably faster than before, and at the same time I noticed that there were also two cars on the other side of the road that had stopped and put people down. After getting out of the car, the men walked towards the bridge, which was the direction we were traveling.

"It seems that we are not the only ones who know about me." I whispered to Semolov.

Semolov sneered and said, "Ready to do it." ”

Levchenko, who was walking behind us, and his companions immediately untied their large travel bags, and the two of them skillfully unzipped the bags and took out two Bison submachine guns from them. At the same time, Semolov, who was walking in the front, also pulled out his pistol and pulled the trigger directly at the people who had just gotten out of the car on the other side of the road, while Levchenko and his companions fired at several figures who were following us.

The other men were already aware of what we were going to do when they saw our movements, and they scattered to dodge as they pulled out their weapons and began to fire back at us.

"Hurry, hurry! Run with me! Semolov yelled at me and ran forward.

"I'll leave it to us later!" Levchenko called.

I took my pistol and fired two shots in quick succession at a figure on the opposite side who was moving with a gun in one hand and shot Semolov in front of him as he moved. But he missed, but I did. The man was shot and fell to the side of the road, while his companions behind him didn't have time to let him spread out and try to shoot at us.

After I knocked the guy over, I quickened my pace to catch up with Semolov, who was running and looking over the bridge. I followed his gaze and saw a figure running towards the head of the bridge, judging by the weapon in this guy's hand, it was Semolov's man.

Ask for fat... Ask for fat.

(End of chapter)