Albert had directed and staged a theft before selling 100 Uzi assault rifles to the Greek Communist Party's Liberation Army, reporting to the Brussels police that his newly developed firearm had been stolen, and that it had been sold to FN for performance testing, but had been looted the night before.

The Brussels police attached great importance to the theft of Prince Albert's property, and the police also knew what serious consequences the theft of a hundred guns would cause in society, and they set up a special task force to solve the case, but when the police found the whereabouts of the guns, they found that the guns had already been destroyed.

The sensational effect caused by this incident can be imagined, Albert and Beretta have long been widely spread in Belgian society, the Belgians have always been at odds with the Italians, and as a representative of the national brand, the new products of the North Industries Company were actually stolen, and the people were filled with righteous indignation, and Tom of the Belgian daily newspaper even wrote an article insinuating that Beretta Company used inferior means.

However, these accusations are not painful for the thick-skinned Pietro, but he still has a secret feeling in his heart, wondering which kind angel sister helped him out of this evil breath, and his new gun development has also reached a critical juncture, if he can step on the North Industries Company at this time, he will definitely wake up with a smile in his dreams.

In fact, Albert's so-called stolen firearms are just a rough model of a group of overtime workers, and everything Albert did was to dissociate himself from the business of the Greek Communist Party's National Liberation Front. When the time comes, waves of guerrillas will pour into Belgium to assassinate the royal family, and this picture is too beautiful to watch.

The paramilitary operatives of the Belgian Strategic Resources Cooperation Company have infiltrated the mountainous areas of northern Greece controlled by the Greek Communist Party, and Albert has given them a difficult task, but he is very confident that this group of old fritters on the battlefield can successfully complete this task and get a generous commission from the Greek right-wing government.

Assassination of the leader of the National Liberation Front, Marcos Wafiadis.

Historically, Marcos Vafiadis founded the General Staff of the Greek Democratic Army in 1946 and served as Chief of the General Staff to carry out the struggle against British armed intervention. After the outbreak of the Greek crisis in 1947, he organized a provisional democratic-sovereign government and became prime minister of Greece, but in 1948 he was defeated by the government army Alexander Papagos and forced to retreat into Albania, and in 1949 he was relieved of his post as commander-in-chief of the Greek People's Liberation Army, and then went into exile in the Soviet Union.

In February 1947, despite the opposition of Vafiadis, the PKK leadership decided to elevate this guerrilla tactic to full-scale regular warfare, and from then on the Greek CPP war was basically nothing to do. Moreover, the excellent military skills of General Alexander Papagos of the government army made it impossible to find the north of the Greek Communist Party in regular warfare. Incidentally, Alexander Papagos was also the first prime minister to usher in the era of military intervention in the Greek government.

In any case, the Greek National Liberation Front ended up in defeat, with Marcos Vafiadis merely allowing it to survive for a while, while Albert brought its demise to an earlier date.

Italy's Epirus Forest is bordered by Albania and is a region where the Greek Communist Party is frequently active.

A sniper, codenamed the White Reaper, and an observer, codenamed Lynx, are shuttling through the wilderness and deep jungle in gilly suits, while Greece with a subtropical Mediterranean climate is in the middle of winter and spring, and the white snow is melting, and the verdant colors are gradually revealed.

It was supposed to be a peaceful scene of birds singing and flowers, but it was stained with a strong smell of blood, and when the White Grim Reaper pulled the trigger and smashed the head of a lone guerrilla fighter, hot blood mixed with brains sprinkled in the woodland, he exhaled softly and whispered, "This is the fourth." ”

The warrior with a young face fell in the snow, the blood oozing from his body stained a pure white. Originally, the snipers tried their best to avoid being discovered by others in the process of assassinating high-value targets, but when they encountered this group of guerrillas with good anti-reconnaissance and reconnaissance capabilities, the double sniper team was also quite helpless.

"We're getting closer to Marcos' base camp, and since you killed the first man, their weapons have changed from tattered Mauser rifles to full-bullet MP40s or submachine guns like Stearns, which means that we're getting closer to Marcos' core force." The Lynx Observer is a thin man, who seems to be weak, but he killed twelve Nazi snipers during the Normandy landings, and his calm and sanity make him not lose his hands in any dangerous situation.

"I'm going to get the $10,000 commission anyway, so we've got to find Marcos a little bit faster than the other teams." When he talked about Qian Bai Death's tone, he finally had a trace of emotion, in fact, he had a younger sister who had been sick for many years, and he tied his head to his waist and worked hard for her. Even if he has three longs and two shorts, the generous condolences compensated to the family are enough for his sister to survive for a long time.

The paramilitary operatives who came here are all people who have signed life and death contracts, and the company has pointed out the danger of this operation, but there are still people who are willing to stand up and accept the challenge, and they are not the only double sniper team that has entered the Epirus forest area, but the company has not revealed how many paramilitary operatives there are, because if they do, if someone is caught, the other teams may face the risk of being discovered. And it's more likely that the company will use a few more teams to find Marcos.

The White Reaper picked up the Dragonov sniper rifle and said to the lynx beside him, "Let's go, keep pushing west, they should be hiding in that place if I'm not mistaken." ”

The Grim Reaper guessed correctly, after advancing seven kilometers to the west, they finally found the footprints of the Greek Communist Party in a village by a small river, this time it was not the guerrillas who acted in twos and threes, but the regular Greek Communist troops entrenched in the entire village, and the lynx roughly counted the number of heads in the observation telescope, which was densely packed with about 3,000 people.

"Wait." Stopping the Grim Reaper, who was about to find a place to set up his sniper rifle, the lynx pointed to the left, "There are sentries at 11 o'clock and 2 o'clock. ”

"Damn it." Death spat and complained, "Why didn't the boss make a special silencer for this sniper rifle?" "But it's really not to blame Albert, the SVD sniper rifle in history really hasn't developed a silencer.

"Shut up, leave the sentry at 11 o'clock to me, and you can solve the sentry at 2 o'clock." As an observer, the lynx picked up an AKM rifle with a silencer, and slowly groped his way towards the sentry.

The Grim Reaper also lowered his sniper rifle and approached the sentry with a Type 99 umbrella-soldier-knife in his mouth.

This was originally the core area controlled by the Greek Communist Party, and the sentry would not have imagined that someone would quietly grope over like their guerrillas, and the soldier who was sitting under the tree and napping was suddenly covered by his neck from behind, and then felt a stinging pain in his waist, and a cold, sharp knife pierced his body.

Hitting the kidneys is much faster than wiping the neck to lose blood, which is also a special forces killing technique, and after a while the sentry turns into a cold corpse and is thrown in the bushes, while the lynx on the other side is much more relaxed, and the AKM rifle with the tactical folding support shoots from behind at close range, and after three dull sounds, only a corpse with a chest cavity shot through the ground is left.

After quietly cleaning up, the Grim Reaper and the Lynx returned to the best shooting area, where they could overlook the entire village, and only a rugged path led to this vantage point. The Lynx brought three Kramer mines from the company, two of which were ambushed on the path with a tripwire trigger, and the remaining one was ready to be buried in their retreat.

The Grim Reaper refocused his gaze on the PU scope, but as soon as he looked into the village from the scope, he saw the figure of Marcos Vafiadis walking towards the open and open area surrounded by a crowd.

"480 meters away, no wind, permission to shoot." The lynx whispered, and although he didn't know what to do with the dancing and cheering that he saw in the telescope, he was sure that the next second would be absolutely happy and sad.

Death exhaled softly, then pulled the trigger.

Today is a crucial day for Marcos Vafiadis and for all the proletarian fighters in Greece, because next month they will formally fight against the vampire government that exploits the interests of the broad masses of the people. Marcos Vafiadis gave an impassioned speech in front of the crowd, uniting the proletariat to overthrow the rule of the feudal monarch George II and liberate all of Greece.

At present, the Greek Communist Party's army is about 8,000 people, all of which have been reduced to guerrillas and lurked in the northern mountains of Greece on the border with Albania, a small part of which is lurking in the big cities controlled by the right-wing government, and most of the fighters of this part of the Liberation Army are equipped with Uzi submachine guns.

"You stand here today for the future of the Greek motherland, for the sake of no longer being exploited by the monarchy and the imperialist powers, for the vast number of poor people to no longer suffer from the turmoil of the war situation, for the liberation of the whole of Greece, for the future of the proletariat!"

Marcos Vafiadis's impassioned speech won the applause of everyone present, and just as he was about to salute and step down, a sudden sound sounded, and before everyone could react, Marcos Vafiatis's eyebrows burst into a cloud of blood mist.

"The target was killed, the mission was completed, and the evacuation was carried out as originally planned." The lynx lowered its binoculars and breathed a sigh of relief. The Greek Communist Party in the village sealed off the entire village at the first time when the leader was attacked, after all, the Greek Communist Party is a dirt bun and has no experience in dealing with snipers, they think that the attacker is a guy who sneaks up from the village, which also buys precious time for the evacuation of the lynx and the Grim Reaper.

The Lynx carefully kept the photographs in a box and stuffed them into the innermost layer of his backpack, which was another important task in addition to the assassination of Marcos, which was to bring back the photos of the soldiers shot by the SVD.

In 1946, there had already been a color hand-in, so the Grim Reaper, dressed in a gilly suit and holding an SVD sniper rifle, stood next to the corpse of the Greek Communist Party.

"I'm finally getting out of this damn place." Death packed up the guys, and the two ghostly assassins disappeared silently into the depths of the jungle.