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At the gate of the base, two guards huddled in the sentry box.

The thick winter coat has become a complete decoration, and even the blazing fire seems to have solidified, and there is not a trace of warmth that can be felt.

Who will come to this ghost place?

If it hadn't been for a clear order, the two guards would have gone back to the warm barracks.

He said he was standing guard, but he was actually dozing off.

Of course, the officers who gave the orders must have hid in warm rooms, sitting around the fireplace and enjoying vodka.

The ground shook.

It took a while for the guard near the door to wake up.

Wiping away the spit that hung from the corners of his mouth, the guard stood up lazily.

Probably dreaming of the Russian Lega, or maybe sausages and bacon, but in short, it must have been some very tasty delicacy.

Walking to the door, the guard tightened his coat before pulling the door open.

The cold wind mixed with ice and snow blew in, and the guards quickly buried their heads, got out of the sentry box, and closed the door casually.

The blizzard has not abated at all, and it looks like it will continue for a long time.

The cold wind whined, and there were snowflakes flying all around.

Wrong!

There are other sounds.

The guard looked up and looked outside the base, in the direction the sound was coming from.

At this moment, two blinding rays of light suddenly appeared, covering the guards.

Searchlight?

Wrong!

That's the headlights of a combat vehicle!

The guards came back to their senses suddenly, but unfortunately, it was too late.

The chariot was in front of him, less than five meters away from him, and the military coat was too bulky, and there was snow half a meter thick on the ground, and the guards could not dodge it at all.

"Ahh

With a scream, the guard collapsed under the tracks of the chariot and became a puddle of flesh.

Immediately afterwards, the sentry box was knocked over by a combat vehicle.

When he was run over by the chariot, the guard in the sentry box was still dreaming.

Not one, but three combat vehicles.

Rushing into the base, three tanks lined up.

Sitting in the captain's seat, Musharraf felt a sense of excitement that could not be expressed in words.

You know, the BMP-3 is the most powerful infantry fighting vehicle today, with not only a 2A70 100-mm gun, but also a 2A72 30-mm cannon and three PKT machine guns.

Just that 2A70 gun surpassed a lot of tanks in firepower.

"No. 2 pay attention to the left, No. 3 pay attention to the right, advance in parallel, and knock out the fire point first!"

"Bang-"

As soon as Musharraf gave the order, the operatives, who were sitting in the position of the commander of the gun, fired the first shells.

Apparently, the guy was even more excited than Musharraf.

It was a low-velocity, high-explosive grenade with a muzzle velocity of only 250 meters per second, and its sound was very distinctive.

"Boom-"

A few seconds later, an explosion was heard, and it was the barracks in front that were lit up by the shells.

At this time, two more BMP-3s also opened fire.

The three infantry fighting vehicles did not stop and kept advancing towards the base.

The 2A70 has a two-way stabilization device, and even if it shoots between the marches, the hit rate is 90 percent, not to mention the fact that the shelling is a stationary target.

At this time, inside the base.

Hearing the explosion, Boris was stunned at first, obviously not reacting.

It was only after the explosions that Boris stood up suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen mercenaries in the command center came back to their senses one after another.

The situation is clear at a glance, three BMP-3 infantry fighting vehicles have stormed the base and are wreaking havoc, including barracks, several buildings have already been destroyed.

Churkin!?

The question is, where did he get so many of his men?

You know, it takes nine people to drive three BMP-3s.

Could it be that the mercenaries who followed Churkin did not die, and they all returned to Russia with him?

However, the message from Spain was clear.

The police found more than 40 unidentified bodies in the manor, and after removing more than 20 people brought by Makarov, the remaining more than 10 were all Churkin's men.

Obviously, Churkin could not have brought back so many men.

Perhaps, he recruited a group of personnel after returning to Russia, such as those who retired from the special forces of the Ministry of Internal Affairs before his defection.

As long as you have money, it is obviously not difficult to hire a group of special forces.

Of course, Boris did not delay and immediately assigned his subordinates the task of bringing anti-tank weapons to take out the three infantry fighting vehicles.

Just infantry fighting vehicles, a couple of RPG rockets are enough.

Boris did not rush out, but contacted Tupolev.

Fifteen minutes later, Boris took Nania to the underground warehouse, where he met Tupolev, who was full of anger, and Rakhimova, who was inseparable from him.

Actually, this is the control center of the underground warehouse, a room hung on a slide.

Surrounded by glass windows, there is a staircase for retracting and below, a tunnel-like warehouse that can store thousands of tanks.

"Boris, this is already the second time."

"There will never be a next time." Boris was also angry, or rather felt insulted.

"This is your last chance, don't let me down again."

Boris didn't go into too much detail, pushed Nanya in front of Rakhimova, turned and walked towards the door.

If he had known that Churkin could find so many helpers, he would have been at the Mignov airbase, Boris would have made a break with him.

Of course, there is little point in saying this now.

The priority was to get rid of Churkin and the people he had found.

Walking to the door, after pulling the door open, Boris stopped, and then retreated.

What's going on?

"Bang-"

Shots rang out, and Boris's head exploded.

It was only when he fell that Tupolev and Rakhimova saw the man who had walked in.

That's right, it's Churkin.

The HK45 combat pistol that killed Boris was in his hand.

In the midst of the lightning, Tupolev hid behind Rakhimova.

Rakhimova moved faster, pulling Nania to her as she pulled her pistol against Nania's head, and at the back of her head.

Tupolev was a big fat man, he couldn't hide it at all, and Churkin could blow him in the head with one shot.

It's just that Rakhimova is hiding behind Nanya.

If Churkin shoots and kills Tupolev, Rakhimova will kill Nanya.

Wang Dong followed behind Churkin and, seeing this scene, immediately moved to the left.

"Stop, don't come here, or I'll kill her right now." Rakhimova shouted, not like a joke, she will not joke at this time.

Wang Dong stopped, and so did Churkin.

"Now, throw away the pistol, and the other weapons on you."

After a slight hesitation, Wang Dong first put the pistol on the floor, then removed the assault rifle he was carrying, and finally took a step back.

"And you!"

Churkin didn't want to disarm, but Nania was in the hands of Rakhimova and he had no choice.