The slogan is good, but the reality is very different. First of all, how we crossed the border left us with a delay of two and a half days. By the time Ivan had done that, it had been three days since we hit the road.

I always felt that the old guys Eunice and even Ivan were not very reliable people in these preparations, they seemed to be better at carrying out a specific action, and such work that required all kinds of detailed arrangements or cohesions that needed to be carried out in advance was not very good. For example, now that we are going to attack others, it is still claimed to be an important action, but the most basic preparations have not been made. Compared to him, Rebic, who has left us, is much more detailed, although I still think he is a little overconfident, but in any case he is doing a good job, and his confidence does not come from his full preparation?

We threw away our weapons and entered Austria in great shape with our forged real passports. On my new passport, I became a Kazakistin, and my name was Alek. I asked Ivan why he was Kazakhstan, and he told me that they all thought that many people in Kazakhstan looked like us. To such remarks. I can only attribute it to the fact that in the eyes of these Caucasians, they can't tell the difference between the looks of the yellow race.

When we arrived in Austria, we were greeted by members of Coleman's so-called brotherhood. They prepared the car for us and left after handing it over to us. So we drove all the way to Graz, where we settled down, or safe house, in a warehouse on the outskirts of the city with a lot of goods.

We went to the warehouse and looked around, it was not very big, and the boxes were packed as if they were ready to be shipped away.

"What are these?" Semolov asked, pointing to the boxes.

Coleman pointed to the east, "This is the warehouse of a factory over there, and these are supposed to be the things they produce." I asked, and it will take about half a month to be shipped away. So there is usually no one to disturb here. Follow me, these are just covers. “

Coleman said as he walked down the aisle between the boxes and led us to the middle of the warehouse. We soon discovered that there was an open space in the center of the warehouse where the boxes were neatly arranged. In this clearing was a large table and a few chairs. There is also a mat on one side of the floor, and on top of the mat is a row of sleeping bags.

"The owner of this factory is also a member of your brotherhood?" I asked, looking at Coleman.

Coleman shook his head, "No. It's a fellow of mine. Hehe. A real fellow. “

"Russians? And are you really Russian? I always felt that you were more like a Germanic than a Slav. I said.

"I'm Russian, of course. But my mother was Germanic. What about you? Are you really a Kazakh? Or the Tatars in Kazakhstan? Coleman said.

"Okay. I'm a Tatar。。。。。 I waved my hand.

Coleman smiled and looked at us, "Okay. Arhat Eleven, do you think there's anything else you need? I'll take you all ready with your sleeping bags. But if you take a shower or something, it's more troublesome. “

"Don't talk about that. Just have something to eat and drink. We're here to work, not a vacation. Let's talk about what we're going to do as soon as possible. Ivan said.

Coleman nodded and looked at us, "The target hasn't moved anything special in the past few days since I left to meet with you. ”

"That's what your Brotherhood told you?" Semolov asked.

"Yes. They will inform me if there are special circumstances. Actually, I think this guy is going to live here for a long time, and I don't think he looks like he lived for a short time. Coleman said.

"Really?" Ivan glanced at Coleman and walked over to the table and sat down on a chair, "But let me tell you, the U.S. side is speeding up operations and wants him to get to work as soon as possible." ”

"That

That is, he could leave suddenly at any time? I looked at Ivan.

"That's it. So we don't have time to spend time here. He must be dealt with as soon as possible. Ivan said and looked at Coleman, "When will the weapons and equipment we need arrive?" “

Coleman glanced at the time at hand and said, "He should be near Graz by now." I'll contact him in a moment. “

"Good." Ivan said and looked at me and Semolov, "Do you two want to go out and have a look?" “

I glanced at Semolov and said, "We'd better go to the vicinity of the target's residence first, and see the State Hall along the way." “

"That's what I thought too." Semolov nodded, "We don't necessarily have to do it at the concert, maybe there will be a better place to start along the way." “

"How far is the target's residence from there?" Semolov asked.

"It's about five kilometres, but there's something to warn you about... In many urban areas, you can't drive, but by public transport and bicycles or on foot. Coleman said.

"Why? Isn't this a developed country? I asked curiously.

"Because there are a lot of old buildings preserved here. Many of the roads are so narrow that you can't drive with them. Coleman shrugged his shoulders and said helplessly.

"That means the target will also be on foot a lot of the time?" I then asked.

Coleman nodded, "Of course, didn't you notice that there were no cars in the photo except for him?" “

I thought back to the photo and it seemed that this was indeed the case, and in one of the photos I actually saw a cyclist, and I thought it was exercising.

I thought for a moment and said, "Wouldn't that be a better chance for us to do it?" Did his driver switch to walking with him after he had been delivered to a similar place? “

"Of course. Judging from the current review. All four of them followed the side, got in the car together, and got off the bus together. I also went in to eat at the restaurant. Coleman replied.

"Huh." Semolov suddenly smiled and said, "I suddenly wondered if these four people were also standing on the side and watching him when he went to the toilet?" “

"Hey, hey, hey..." Semolov's words made everyone laugh, and even Ivan, who had been straining his face, grinned and continued: "Maybe the door is still open on the toilet, otherwise I'm afraid that something will happen." ”

After everyone laughed insolently for a while, Ivan put away his smile and said, "Let's go and see the road first." He said and looked at Coleman, "Even if there are many places to walk, we need a car, is it okay for us to drive, we need to continue to use it?" And can you be a guide here? ”

"The car is fine, it's clean and can be used casually. Wizard... I can too. But I'm going to try to minimize my chances of showing up. Coleman said.

"I understand. You don't have to show up, we need to know the route and familiar environment, and the rest of the action is nothing for you. However, before the operation begins, you will have to prepare the route and transportation for the evacuation, and it is best to have a plan. Ivan said.

"Understood!" Coleman agreed, and looked at his watch again, "Then I'll go get the gear now." So what else do you need? ”

Ivan glanced at the rest of us, and after we didn't say anything, he looked at Coleman, "No. You go and come back quickly. And by the way, we're not eleven people, and that includes you, twelve. ”

"Okay. Whatever, Arhats. Coleman said as he walked over to the warehouse.