The meeting was scheduled for three days later. Not only Younis is looking forward to this meeting, but many people are looking forward to it, of course, everyone's purpose is different, and not everyone has the same ambition to fight NATO to the end as Younis. For example, Milk's anticipation is because he is tired of being here, and he always says that he is too old to find a good place to retire and find a beautiful lover, and he whispers love in his ear while dancing veneer every day.

I was a little surprised at first by Milk's statement, but if I look at him carefully, it is true that Milke should be in his thirties, and in my hometown, if you don't get married at this age, you can drown the saliva of the family. I patted him on the shoulder and said, if you find a woman you like and want to get married, you must remember to inform yourself. Milk seemed happy to agree, as if he were going to be married soon.

Yugovich and his two men were also very happy, because they had had enough of being in the mountains, and they could finally go out for a walk, and the old fellow was now much more cheerful than before, and he no longer talked about the unpleasant experiences of the past, as I did when I first came here, but more about his plans for the future, and even mentioned that he wanted to visit Russia. It seems that most of them have had enough of this life, thinking about the days when they leave here in the future. The most excited thing was Lukovic, who not only went by himself, but also dragged Vidic out with him.

Aside from them, there was Pulcic, who wasn't bored here and wanted to see where to go. It seemed to me that he saw more hope for the end of the fight, and he really didn't want to fight anymore.

Soon we were going to Kostic and the men were decided, Younis, me, Milk, these three were the ones who had to go. Then came the oil bottle, accompanied by Yugovic, Lukovic and Vidic. Others stay in the cottage to look after their homes, and are responsible for the normal order of the market. The command was given to Vurich and Pulsich, and the two of them were in charge.

We arrived at the agreed place at the agreed time. This place was in a small town that Milic actually controlled, not the one where we all first met, and where Younis took us to bargain with Kochiman and them, with a yard and a big house on the outskirts of Belgrade.

It's a lively town, much more lively than the places around us, not even Vukovic's. I've heard from Jugovic that it's closer to the interior of Serbia, closer to the bigger cities here, so unlike ours, we're just a backwooded country.

Once in town, Milic found us. Because it was still early before the agreed time, a few of us walked around the town first, and had a hearty lunch, everyone ate very happily, talked and laughed, and for a moment I felt that I was not here to work hard, as if I had come here for a vacation.

After lunch, we walked around the street again, and when it was about the same time, we slowly arrived at the agreed place. It's a street-side restaurant, the restaurant has two floors, and the place where we meet is arranged upstairs.

There were several cars parked in the parking space in front of the restaurant, and I didn't recognize them, but Milic pointed to them and told us that everyone else had arrived.

We followed Milic's men into the dining room, Yugovich and the oil bottle were arranged here on the first floor, they couldn't go upstairs with us, and there were some other people here, who were supposed to be the other ones' subordinates.

At the entrance to the second floor, there were two armed guards standing, and Mirić looked at them and waved his hand to tell us that we needed to hand over the weapons we were carrying.

After handing over our weapons, we followed Milic to a private room, and when I opened the private room door, I saw Kostic sitting on the opposite side of the door.

Kostic looked delighted, with a smug look on his brow. This is not difficult to understand, after all, his situation is much better now than before, the whole organization is gradually checking and balancing each other, and more people have to deal with Ke Qiman like him, which makes his already precarious position become stable.

Walking into the private room, on the sofa diagonally opposite Kostic sat Kochiman and Fastich. Fastić looked a little depressed, and looked like he was ignoring us when he saw us come in. As for Ke Qiman, who still looked exquisite, he immediately got up and greeted me with a smile when he saw us walk in.

Reach out and don't hit the smiley man, this phrase applies anywhere on the planet. Although we almost drew our guns against Ke Qiman, and I wanted to kill him here in my heart, but it was definitely not possible at this moment, and I shook hands with him very ideally.

Petkovic and Jojic sat in the back of the private room, and the two of them looked at Fastich and Kochiman with unkind expressions, like two vicious dogs ready to pounce at any moment.

After everyone sat down, the scene quickly cooled down. It's not an old friend meeting, and there are ghosts when the atmosphere can be good. The old guy Younis looked at Kostic, which meant to give Kostic an opening remark.

Kostic looked at Keqiman, who was sitting there, and smiled, "When did we all sit facing each other together?" It seems like it's been a while. We had just experienced a fiasco that time, and now I feel scary when I think about it. But when we were here again face-to-face, it was very different. We eliminated the notorious Salish, known to the world as the Count, and at the same time inflicted heavy blows on NATO's lackey Vostok, and gave a vicious blow. As he spoke, he looked at Kirchiman and Fastich proudly, "Of course, not all of us are involved in these battles, and we are only a few of you here. After saying that, he smiled again, "I guess we should have a toast to this victory?" ”

Neither Milk, nor the old fellow nor I spoke, but looked at the others. Petkovic smiled and stood up, "Of course." I think it's good, it's a shame I didn't get involved in that fight, although I would love to go, but for some reason I couldn't make it, and I want to use this glass of wine to express my apologies. ”

"Me too. Hopefully in the future we will have the opportunity to teach those bastards a lesson together. Jojic said as he got up, glancing at Fastich and Keqiman. The meaning couldn't be more obvious, and by "bastards" I mean the two of them.

Fastich looked at Jojic with a cold face, and Jojic looked over without showing weakness. At this time, Ke Qiman got up and said with a smile: "That's right. We should have a toast, not only for the previous victories, but also for the future. He said, glancing at Fastich beside him, then turned and walked to a nearby wine cabinet.

"That's a good point. Hehe. Younis smiled and said, "We should have a nice talk." Either way, we're still our own people. Everyone is here to solve the problem. Am I right? ”

Seeing the old guy say this, Petkovic sneered and said, "Okay. Let's have a toast first. ”

Soon, Ke Qiman handed the wine to everyone. Then everyone clinked glasses and drank all the wine in the glasses. After drinking, Kostic looked at Younis, who nodded and said, "Everyone." I'm a straightforward old guy and don't like to beat around the bush. I'll just say it bluntly, I hope you can resolve the contradictions between them, and I hope you can make the previous contradictions clear in front of everyone. At the same time, you can also ask us to do something, and I will try to satisfy you if I can. But I have a premise, all of you here must work with us to deal with NATO, and those NATO dogs, and we must not turn to them, otherwise they will be the enemies of all of us, can you agree? ”

"Of course!" Kostic nodded, "That's totally fine. ”

As soon as Kostic finished speaking, Keqiman spoke: "No problem. NATO has always been an enemy, an enemy of Serbia. ”

"Really?" Jojic looked at Keqiman in disbelief, "Did I hear me right?" NATO has always been an enemy... Hehe. ”

Ke Qiman's face instantly turned cold when he heard Joic say this, but after a while, he regained his smile, he looked at Yojic and said, "Are you talking about that Eastern Camp?" What do you think it should be that time? In the case of a two-sided attack, do you take your men all the way to the death? Do you think that's right? If that's the case, I don't think I can communicate with you for the time being. ”

"What did you say about going to Kosovo before that? You provided the information, right? What were you doing while we were being ambushed? Petkovic then asked.

Keqiman turned to look at Petkovic, "Can you come one by one?" Is this meeting a trial? ”

"Of course not!" Younis hurriedly spoke, "But there are some things that need to be clarified. Otherwise, there will always be doubts in everyone's hearts. ”

Keqiman looked at Younis, and after a moment, nodded, "Okay. Since that's the case, I'll explain them one by one. Which one to talk about first? ”

"Let's start with Kosovo, what happened to that operation? Your intelligence, and your men. Kostic asked first.

Petkovic and Jojic had no problem with Kostic's choice, and they both looked at Kodchiman and waited for his answer.

Ke Qiman nodded, "No problem." Let's start with that trip to Kosovo. ”

But just as he was about to speak, the phone rang. Ke Qiman reached into his pocket, took out the phone and looked at it, then he looked at us and said, "Please wait for me." This call is important to me, and I promise that I will explain all your questions to you later. With that, he opened the door with the phone and walked out.

Just after walking out, Fastich looked at us and stood up as well. At this time, Yojic looked at him and said, "Why do you want to answer the phone too?" ”

Fastich glared at Jojic, "Is it okay to go to the toilet if you want to, sir?" With that, he turned around and opened the door and went out.

"Coward." Jojic muttered.

About three minutes later, the phone rang again, but this time it was Younis's. This time his phone rang to me very harshly, and it made me feel very uncomfortable.

The old guy picked up the phone and looked at it, and his brow quickly furrowed. Then he didn't say anything and walked out of the room with the phone. Petkovic looked at the closed door and complained, "What is this?" Everyone will have a conference call in the future. ”

After a while, I heard footsteps running outside, and then the footsteps quickly returned, and the old fellow Younis suddenly opened the door with a nervous expression.

"Get your weapons back, let's get out of here!" The old guy spoke.