An hour later, another guy knocked on our door, and Semolov came to the door with a gun and said, "Who?" “

"Rebic." The opening outside the door.

Semolov looked at us and nodded, then opened the door, only to see a short man entering, wearing a felt hat similar to that worn by an old man, and a pair of glasses perched on the high bridge of his nose. There are two moustaches under a large nose.

The man came in and looked around the room, then took off his hat. After cutting his somewhat messy hair, he looked at Semolov and said, "You're Semolov, liaison." “

Semolov nodded, "It's me." Mr. Rebic. After saying that, he pointed to me and Lukovich and said, "This is the one in charge of the rescue... “

"Huh. The gypsy who slaughtered Salish? Rebic looked at me and smiled.

Semolov frowned and said strangely, "You know each other?" “

Rebic shook his head, "Of course not. But what this gentleman did about half a year ago can be passed down throughout this generation. He led the slaughter of a camp called the Salish Kosovars, which is said to have become a hell on earth, and those who surrendered or did not surrender had to die, old and young, women and children. “

"Watch your words. The Kosovar named Salish in your mouth is nothing more than a gangster, and that so-called camp is just a gangster's nest. And did you see it at the time? How do you know that the old and the young, the women and the children have not been spared? Lukovic asked with a cold face and an unkind tone.

"No, no, no." The guy named Rebic shook his hand quickly and said, "Please don't get me wrong. I'm just repeating the rumors out there. They should also know that the Croats tend to describe the Serbs and their helpers as vicious. “

Despite Rebic's words, I noticed that Semolov and his six men looked at me and Lukovic in a noticeably different way than before. Semolov was better, while the six were a little frightened and surprised, as if Lukovich and I had become strangers to them again.

I sighed and looked at Rebic and said, "Did you forget to say that I slaughtered the local peacekeepers, a man called the Eastern Battalion?" And some local businessmen have fallen under my butcher's knife? “

"Huh. Don't be angry. I've probably been in this damn place for too long, so almost all I hear is bad for you, you know it's a border city, and there are often smugglers here who don't like you very much. Rebic explained with a smile.

I nodded, "Then I'd suggest you stop talking about the past." Let's take the time to discuss our actions. ”

"Of course, of course!" Rebic quickly opened his jacket and pulled out a large envelope from his jacket pocket, and when he opened the envelope, there were pieces of paper with words written on them and some photographs.

Rebic handed me the pictures at the door, "This is the prison where the target is kept." ”

I looked at the photographs, and I could see that the gate was iron and there was a sentry at the door. And there was a high wall around it, and within the wall there was this watchtower, and on the watchtower stood guards, all of whom carried guns on their backs, and were loaded with guns.

Semolov looked at the photo and said, "Judging from this, it's not easy to go into prison and rob the prison." These photos can only show the outside of the prison, what is it like inside? ”

"Prison robbery?" Rebic looked at us and shook his head, "With all due respect, that's too dangerous. When you see these things out there, you should know what to expect if you rob the prison. As he spoke, he pointed to the watchtower in the photo, "These will be very big troubles." It may be easy to get in, but it's hard to figure it out. As he spoke, he pulled out a few more photos, pointed to them, and said, "These are the people who are the target of NATO's supervision." ”

I looked at the photo, it was a few

A man who got out of the car and was entering the prison. The photographs were presumably taken not long ago, as they were clearly winter, and the men were all wearing coats and hats.

"These people are not in prison, but they go to the prison every day to check Berezov. There were about four of them, and they lived in a rented house not far from the prison.

"Living in a rental house? Four people? Semolov looked at Rebic and then at me and said, "Should we make a decision from these people?" “

I looked at Semolov, "What are your plans?" “

Semolov pointed to the pictures of those people and said, "Can we control these people and let them take us in?" “

Before I could speak, Rebic shook his head and said, "It's also dangerous. Because these four people have been here for a long time. It's always been these four people who have never changed, and no one else has come. If you suddenly bring someone you don't know, it's likely to arouse suspicion. I don't know how they were identified and identified once they entered, but I think it would be too risky to contain these people and let them take us in. “

"Do you have any good plans and suggestions?" I looked at Rebic and said.

Rebic looked at us and said, "Two days ago, I managed to get in touch with the target. “

"Oh? How did you get in touch with him? Do you want to go in and ask to visit him? Semolov asked.

"How is that possible? Looking for someone, of course. I know a local villain who owes me a personal favor, and it just so happens that this guy has a good friend who was locked up in it not long ago, and I found my target through this connection. “

"So easy to believe in the target? In other words, I guess I have to imagine if this guy was sent by the Yankees to act. I asked.

"Of course. Of course, I took this into account. So I just let him do what we asked, and I didn't want him to contact anyone or tell us anything. Just do what we say. “

"And then?" I asked, "Looks like you already have a complete plan." “

Rebic smiled when he heard me say this, "I've been here too long. I wanted to change places for a long time. But I want to make some noise before I leave, so that some people will remember me. Hehe. “

"So tell us about your plans." Semolov said.

"About four kilometers away from the prison is a hospital." Rebic said as he pulled out a map from his envelope, unfolded it, and quickly found the location of the hospital.

I looked at the map, and the hospital was located northwest of the prison, closer to the city. I looked at Rebic and said, "Do it in the hospital?" “

Rebic nodded, "Of course! Neither in prison nor halfway through. My plan is to get what we want in the hospital. “

"So you're going to put your target in jail? Let him self-harm? "Isn't there an infirmary in this prison?" Maybe you don't have to get out of prison to get things done. “