Krzhakov was right. Even if your own children are always making trouble, you have to teach a lesson, not to mention the things you do...

After that, we all seemed to lose interest in talking, and everyone fell silent and stopped talking. After about two hours of walking south, the convoy came to a small estate that looked like a wilderness.

After the car stopped, Krzhakov's men took me out of the car and reunited me with Kristovich and Binyukov, and led me into what looked like a storeroom on the side of a dacha.

"Where is this?" I asked as I entered the room as I looked at the person escorting us in.

The man didn't even look at me before exiting the room and closing the door, let alone answering my questions. I turned my head to look at the room. The whole room looked like no one had been in a while, there were no windows, just a small ventilation window above the wall. However, there are some tables and chairs and a bed, and things are neatly arranged.

I casually found a chair and sat down, looked at Christovich, who was also sitting down, and said, "How do your hands feel?" ”

"That's it." Christovic said as he looked at it, "I guess it's not much use." ”

"What are they going to do with us?" Binyukov said with some concern.

"Don't worry. The one who exchanged us for him. You can rest and rest in peace, and then we estimate that there will be a lot of difficulties, but at the moment we are safe, we don't have to do anything, just rest. "While I was talking, the door of the room opened, and two men came in from outside, dressed in civilian clothes with two large suitcases, accompanied by several of Krzhakov's men.

"This is what the gentleman has arranged to deal with your injuries. Let's cooperate. Krzhakov said expressionlessly under one of his hands.

I nodded at Christovic and said to them, "Let's help him deal with it first, his hand is pierced, and his arm is pierced. ”

One of the men who came in with the box twisted interrupted, "We'll see it ourselves." The rest of you just sit in your place and don't move. ”

I kept my mouth shut, for at the moment we were almost captives, captives being treated favorably. It took a long time to deal with this injury, almost two hours, and the injuries on the three of us were simply treated.

After that, the two men were sent out by Krzhakov's men without giving any explanation, only some food and water.

After a simple meal, I collapsed on the bed in my room and slept soundly. Although the pain from the wounds on my body was from time to time, it did not prevent this sleep from being the most restful sleep I had in recent times. I didn't have any dreams after falling asleep, and I didn't wake up naturally until Binyukov woke me up.

When I woke up, it was already dark, there was no light in the room, and it was already dark. And the reason why Binyukov woke me up was that there was movement outside, as if someone was coming.

I stood up and went to the door and listened, and indeed, there was not only footsteps but also the sound of car engines. Who could this be?

"What are we going to do?" Binyukov asked.

"Just stay. What to do? Don't overthink it. With that, I was ready to go back to bed and lie down. And just as I was moving my steps, there was a movement outside the door, and then the door was opened, and in the light shining through the door, I saw two men holding a figure and dragging it in. It feels like a scene from one of those spy dramas, where a few of us are in a dark cell, and at this moment a comrade who has just been tortured is brought back.

The man who was being held was quickly brought in, and the two of them said casually after dropping him down, "This guy's injuries have also been treated." Keep an eye on him. With that, he turned and walked out and locked the door again.

After the two men left, the three of us quickly gathered around this man, and I was surprised that this was another person who had been caught somewhere, and he was still locked up with us. Could it be our people?

Just when we were wondering, the man who was thrown on the ground suddenly spoke, "I can't think of ... I can't believe that the three of you are still alive. Hehe. ”

Hearing this person's voice, we immediately recognized this person's identity, and at this time, Semolov, this guy is not dead?! Binyukov and I quickly set him up and put him on the bed, and although we couldn't see Semolov's appearance in the darkness at the moment, we could feel that the injuries on this guy's body were not light, and I should say that they were much worse than ours.

"Semolov! I can't believe you're alive. I said after putting him on the bed.

"I didn't even think of it myself... Semolov said weakly, "I didn't expect them to kill me." Hehe, although he beat me hard, but then he treated me again. Seemingly... Our plan was a success. ”

"It worked." I immediately said, "We are now in the hands of Krzhakov." He's going to trade us for the old guy Eunice. Now I think we're safe and you can have a good rest. ”

"Yes ... I'm going to have to get some rest. I feel like I'm falling apart right now. This is the worst experience I've had since I was born. Semolov smiled to himself, and although the laughter sounded like he was about to die at any moment, he insisted on laughing several times before gasping for breath and stopped.

"Stop talking. Rest well. I looked at Binyukov after speaking, "Take care of him." ”

Semolov soon seemed to fall asleep, and Christovic and I crouched in the corner. The room was very quiet, even outside the door, as if it were just a few of us and no one else.

We spent the night like this, and I haven't fallen asleep since I was woken up by Binyukov. At dawn, I heard the sound of cars coming in again, and then I heard the sound of hurried footsteps, as if the people outside were busy again.

I got up from the corner and came to the door, I wanted to hear what was going on outside, I wanted to know what was going on this time. But as soon as I got to the door, the lock was turned, and several people came in from outside, and when they saw me, they immediately pulled me out and closed the door.

Out of the room, I saw several cars parked in the yard, this car did not look like a car from Krzhakov's convoy, it did not turn off at the moment, it was just parked there, as if it was ready to leave at any moment.

The person who brought me out didn't let me look at it for a long time, but pulled me upstairs and took me to the living room on the second floor of the villa. The lights on the second floor weren't bright, and the curtains were drawn on the windows, so I could only see the people in the room in the light that wasn't bright.

Continuous code. Continuous yards. I'm so tired

(End of chapter)