Chapter 770: Repatriation

In the house, Lion Kina got dressed, Xiu Mei frowned slightly and took out the dollars in her pocket, quickly checked her suitcase, opened it and found that it was a pile of dollars, the total amount was 200,000, "It's not a lot?" That's why you're a traitor? Lionkina's voice was a little sarcastic, she was actually bought by money. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Shevchenko, who left home, went directly to the UN Secretariat, where he lived was very close, and Shevchenko did not dare to let go of a trace during the whole process, and the CIA said that someone was secretly protecting him. But in the bigger darkness, there is still a group of people who are protecting the people who protect him.

Shevchenko, who entered the secretariat, wore a wig and a mustache, and he needed to put on makeup to shake off possible KGB agents, and check the pistol he was carrying to make sure it could come in handy at the critical moment. I filled the bullets one by one, and after doing all this, I took a deep breath, and I had never been so nervous.

After calming down, he pushed open the door and walked into the night, Shevchenko's gaze wandered everywhere, the hand in his pocket never left the trigger, in the silence of the night, he tried not to look so nervous, but in fact every nerve in his body was tightly tensed, in a state of readiness to fight.

"Doesn't the target know if we're going to follow him to see who we're going to connect with?" The monitor with the high-powered infrared telescope removed, his jaw constantly moving, is like watching a circus show. All the forces that the KGB can influence are deployed outside, and there are people watching at every exit of the United Nations, some people spread a newspaper and pretend to be homeless in the park next to it, some people hide directly in the garbage can, and he finds a building near the United Nations and keeps an eye on the exit with a telescope, there is no way he is responsible for looking at the exit, there is only such a place. Send a signal to Shevchenko's movements, and leave the rest to someone else.

"This traitor never dreamed that the people who planned the defection died at the hands of our comrades!" In a nearby stronghold, the head of the operation group took out Shevchenko's coded telegram to the CIA. The telegram had been deciphered, otherwise they would not have waited so calmly, and someone near the junction had been in ambush since yesterday.

There is a crowd of people waiting for Shevchenko's dedication in a restaurant at the junction, and as for the owner of this restaurant, he is also a KGB, except that he came to the United States by smuggling in with millions of Eastern European immigrants. To prevent him from being exposed, he and his American wife are now tied up and gagged and locked in the utility room.

Ten minutes later, Shevchenko's figure slowly appeared here, a car happened to stop here, seeing the arranged vehicle, Shevchenko's face was happy and quickened his pace, just as he was about to successfully defect, a gunshot suddenly rang out under the night sky, and dozens of anti-terrorist workers affiliated with the KGB rushed out of the restaurant.

The leader of the operation team shouted with a hideous face, "Shevchenko, you want to run in?" ”

Dozens of KGB agents suddenly appeared, not only shocked Shevchenko, who was about to get into the car, but also shocked the driver who came to pick him up, the two were stunned at the same time, but their reactions were completely different, the driver who came to pick up Shevchenko quickly started the car and wanted to escape, but immediately stopped again.

In the midst of this group, an agent held a strange gun, the AGS-17 Agni Grenade Launcher, which began development eight years ago and has only just entered the ranks of the active Soviet forces this year. If it's used by one person, it's definitely a huge burden, but you definitely can't underestimate his power.

From the moment he saw this thing, the driver quickly pulled out the car keys, walked out of the car with both hands held high, and obediently lay on the front of the car, his car was just an ordinary car, if he was hit by a grenade launcher, he would definitely see God when he sat inside.

"Thank you for your cooperation, from here I can see the results of your national police's long-term training." The leader of the action team said with a light smile on the corner of his mouth, "Don't worry, we won't kill you with machine guns, and we have no responsibility to clean up the garbage for our American counterparts." As for the other person? At this point, Brick looked at the stunned Shevchenko and his right hand, which had never been taken out of his pocket, and asked, "Are you going to fight us here?" If this happens, Chairman Serov will probably be angry, and maybe your family will go to Siberia to dig potatoes. ”

"I can't go back, you're going to kill me." Shevchenko shook his head firmly, expressing his distrust of the KGB, and even took the time to look behind him, but after this glance was deep despair. The route he came from was a group of people who were walking with guns, employees of the GDR, and it seems that they were also Stasi's men, just like the Soviet employees had ordered the KGB at the same time.

"Looks like you want me to shoot you here and take the corpses of your whole family back to Moscow?" As the leader of the action group spoke, one hand was raised in the air, and he was about to give the order, and once everyone fired, Shevchenko would instantly become a hornet's nest.

At this time, several cars came from far and near, and there was a unique siren sound on them, which belonged to the FBI. Seeing this situation, the driver who was lying on the front of the car to pick up Shevchenko, and Shevchenko himself were happy.

But the faces of the hundreds of agents belonging to the Warsaw Pact countries did not change at all, and the raised right hand of the leader of the action group stopped in mid-air and put it down, and said to the agents in other directions, "Comrades of the GDR and Bulgaria, this has nothing to do with you, it is our KGB's own business, you should retreat first." ”

His words were not answered, the communication of the intelligence services was very direct, and upon hearing the KGB's request, the agents of these Warsaw Pact countries instantly put away their guns and returned the same way without looking back. Only two dozen KGB agents remained, surrounding the two men, waiting for the arrival of their American counterparts.

"Comrade Shevchenko, don't be afraid, we will die here together." The leader of the action group greeted calmly.

"Galia, are you really going to die here for a department like the KGB? You know you don't know what the result will be in the event of a firefight, this is the United States, not the Rubyanka. "Shevchenko knew the head of the action team, who was also an employee of the United Nations, and the two sides met.

"The result is all the same, don't distinguish where this is. We die here, and the Americans are absolutely inseparable. Maybe Chairman Serov will avenge us, but it should start in the name of your assassination. Galia simply pulled the bolt of the gun as he spoke, his tone full of sincerity, but this sincerity made Shevchenko shudder, hoping that the Americans would take him away, and now all hope was in the Americans.

The conversation between the two was only a short moment, several cars stopped, and a group of agents in suits got out of the car, staring carefully at the dozens of people in front of them, most of their attention on the grenade launcher. It's a big killer.

Even if you are stupid, you know that someone in a nearby residential building must have been woken up by gunshots, but maybe they will think it is a gang fight and ask the police station to issue a notice the next day. The two groups of people who were on guard were carefully estimating each other's strength.

At this time, the phone in the car rang, and the FBI agents who came here received an order from their superiors, the FBI and the CIA and the KGB are two completely equal departments, and the KGB is the leading department of Soviet intelligence, and there is no intelligence department of the same level as the KGB.

There was no dirt between the FBI and the CIA, and the FBI was not aware of the matter itself, until the CIA agents in charge of monitoring the joints saw Shevchenko surrounded by the FBI. It's totally for the FBI to wipe its ass for the CIA.

"The driver is an American citizen, and we do not interfere in the affairs of the Soviets themselves, but not at the cost of American lives." After answering the phone, the lead agent said to Galia, "Release the Americans, we will treat it as if we didn't see anything." ”

Galia glanced at Shevchenko, who was looking dead next to him, and the meaning in his eyes was very contemptuous, this is your hope? Then he replied dryly, "We hope that our American colleagues can escort us back to the United Nations, knowing that this is your place, and I cannot fully trust you." ”

"What if we don't want to?" The FBI agent asked with dissatisfaction, and the other party's attitude was like a hijacking.

"Then we're willing to die here!" "Each of us is a United Nations employee, and it is more valuable to die here than to live, and this is a huge scandal for the United States." ”

"The Deputy Secretary-General of the UN is a traitor, and it is a huge scandal for the Soviet Union, right?" The confrontation between the two sides is not over.

"We all die here, and who knows he's a traitor? Who would believe that the UN Under-Secretary-General is a traitor? Only you Americans yourself will believe! Gallia's attitude remained unchanged, and after a brief stalemate, the FBI again consulted his superiors and agreed to send them back to the United Nations headquarters.

From the point of the FBI, Shevchenko was like a puppet and lifeless, he knew that he had been abandoned, he did not have the courage to commit suicide, otherwise he would not have chosen to run away. Now it's all over......

The next morning, the Shevchenko family got on the plane under the escort of the KGB, and at the same time, CIA Director Colby, who went to work in the morning, first received a phone call from FBI Director Kelly, "Colby, you are a pig, you will only make trouble for us." The entire CIA, it's a rice bucket. (To be continued.) )