Chapter 81: Confrontation (12)
Krzhakov meant nothing more than telling us that the dunes are far more complex than we think, and much more complicated. It's hard for an outsider to figure out which person or faction in the dunes is trading with.
"So... This thing that released the news ... The old fellow Younis said as he looked at Krzhakov.
"If you think what I just said is okay and you can do it, I will arrange for someone to release the news." Krzhakov looked at the old fellow and said, "And I can assure you that they won't think we're letting them know about it." ”
"Okay." The old guy nodded, "It's up to you to do this." It's better to make the story twisty and twisty, so that they think I'm a lost dog who is already covered in wounds and has been scared out of his guts. ”
"Please rest assured. I'll plan it out. And the way to spread the news is also reliable. While Krzhakov was speaking, Nacho's man walked into the cabin, looked at Krzhakov, and said, "Sir, we are almost docked." According to your requirements, we have found a resort pier with many individuals. ”
"Okay. Let everyone prepare. Pack up your weapons and stuff so that you don't cause unnecessary panic. Once you get ashore, find a way to rent a car or get a few cars. Let's get out of here. Krzhakov confessed.
After about two minutes, we could feel a noticeable slowdown in the boat. The old guy walked out with the bottle in his hand, and I followed him outside the cabin. The dock we were going to dock in front of us was much larger than the one we boarded. There are many boats of all sizes docked in the dock, and there are even more people on the shore, and it seems that many people are ready to take advantage of the good time in the afternoon to visit the lake.
Krzhakov's men quickly found a place to dock the boat to the shore, and the shore was managed, but what did it take to care at the moment? As soon as we landed, our group ran towards the resort not far from the pier.
This kind of action made us look out of place with the rest of the people around us, and after entering the resort with all the way to the attention, Krzhakov would be taken to a large hotel, where he would let us rest for a while, while he had to give a brief account to his people and get a transport for everyone to get out of here.
I couldn't trust this guy, and as soon as he turned away, I put Berezov on guard. The old guy sitting in the hotel lobby seemed very relaxed, holding the wine bottle he brought out of the boat, and asked the waiter passing by for a wine glass.
"Don't worry about it. Believe me, Krzhakov is very reliable now. The old guy said.
"Why?" I was puzzled and asked, "Just those things that he explained?" ”
"yes." The old guy nodded, "Dune." Hehe, I knew the name before. ”
"You know? Then you don't look like you just now. It's all now, and you're still in various outfits? I looked at him.
"I just know. But I don't know. Didn't deliberately pretend not to know. The old fellow took a disgruntled sip of wine and continued: "This name is also mentioned in the materials that Berisha gave me, as well as in the untouched waste paper heaps in Russia. ”
"What do you mean? What are you trying to express? I asked, puzzled.
"What I mean is that Krzhakov is not lying, and he is not making a fuss. According to what I've seen in those sources, Dune is a very old and relatively large organization. Importantly, they do have different work directions, which means that they are not working for just one employer. The old guy explained.
"Wait. Why do I think you're interested in this sand dune? And he does not serve an employer, isn't it contradictory? You can know something, but what can Yankees know? I asked, puzzled.
"It is precisely because of the contradiction that it is easy to feel incredible, which shows that Krzhakov did not play tricks on this." The old guy smiled and said, "As for saying that I'm interested." Of course I was interested, and I always wanted to know who and where I had come from in the first place. But I never found a clue. ”
"So you doubt ... Suspect that the person who helped you is from the dunes? I asked.
The old guy didn't speak, just nodded. That obviously means that he himself is not too sure, it is just a guess.
"It's an interesting organization. I didn't have a unified will, and I went my own way. Shouldn't this be playing itself to death soon? I asked, puzzled.
"I'm weird too. This is equivalent to often stumbling on one's own people, or even directly fighting. The old guy shrugged his shoulders, "Maybe they're like this, and they have a set of rules that we don't understand." ”
Krzhakov and his men were quite efficient. After a while, several cars were brought in. After making a brief arrangement, we got in the car and immediately left the resort, all the way to the main road. Until this point, the people who were chasing us did not appear, and I thought that they should follow us even if they did not dare to attack us in a crowded place, but nothing appeared, and I don't know what they were planning.
After hitting the road, Krzhakov suddenly became the busiest of all of us. He was constantly making all kinds of arrangements, personnel, needed supplies, and all kinds of messes. During this time, he still did not forget to call his original organization, a very calm phone call, which felt like he was dictating his resignation.
After making these calls, Krzhakov worked out a course with the old guy as he went. On the map, we are at both ends of Switzerland, and from here to Zurich is exactly the whole of Switzerland. But the route they had drawn up was a bit strange, and they went to two other places along the way, which, according to them, was to delay some time, to allow time for the spread of the lies created by Krzhakov, and to determine the location of the group of men who had been chasing us behind us, so that his eyes could monitor the target at that time.
Instead of taking the train all the time, we drove for about an hour to a train station where we changed trains. The train takes us to another large city in Switzerland, the third largest city in Switzerland, the capital of Switzerland, Bern, which is located between Geneva and Zurich, in the middle of Switzerland. Here, we got the communications equipment that Krzhakov had provided us, and we also got a batch of new weapons and equipment, because the previous raid had caused us to throw away a lot of our weapons in a hurry, so it was necessary to replenish them.