Chapter 42: The Rift
A secluded town in the Caucasus mountains, in the past, it was largely isolated from the rest of the world, with only one dirt road leading to the road below.
It is backward and somewhat isolated, only the local villagers here are sunrise and sunset, guarding the vineyards and wineries, and slowly young people are beginning to get out of the mountains and go outside.
One day, the young people who were outside suddenly returned to the village, and unlike the ignorant and ignorant when they first went out, the young people who came back were all carrying guns and pulling cannons, with a fierce murderous aura.
From that day on, the whole village became lively, with hundreds of people coming in one after another, filling the otherwise small village to the brim, and even digging holes in the nearby cols to set up tents.
In addition to bringing a lot of trouble to the people in the village, these people also brought a lot of economic benefits, after all, the consumption of hundreds of people is not a small amount, so the people in the village have made a small fortune.
But the village's former vineyards and winemaking were left out in the cold, and the hundreds of rebels preferred vodka whiskey rather than wine.
Ivan stood on the pinnacle of the bell tower, looking at the neat grape shelves in the distance, a sea of green mixed with fruitful red grapes, with tomato cabbage next to it, the purple and red are very beautiful, this scenery makes people feel comfortable.
Taking a deep breath of air, the aroma of flowers and fruits reminded Ivan of the taste of home.
Although this world is very similar to his hometown, things are not human, not only did not alleviate the feeling of homesickness, but it became more serious.
"This season, the flowers of my hometown are also blooming." Ivan muttered to himself, "Little Natasha is supposed to run on the country road, she loves to run on that path with her dogs, when did they plant mines there?" β
As he spoke, Ivan had a smile on his face, but tears flowed from his eyes.
Seeing Ivan crying and laughing, several other people were silent, and they didn't even dare to come out, and the atmosphere was very depressing.
Ivan's hometown was also in a similar village, and his childhood and adolescence were full of joy, until the arrival of the terrorists.
Then the counterinsurgency government forces arrived, and the two sides engaged in a years-long tug-of-war there, destroying Ivan's home and destroying all his good memories.
Looking at the rebels who walked by in groups from time to time in the calm village, how similar it was back then.
"Those damn bunches!" There was a flash of anger in Ivan's eyes, it wasn't big, but it could burn everything.
At this time, a beautiful woman with a hot figure walked from the church to the courtyard, looked up at Ivan on the minaret, jumped slightly, and rose four or five meters from the ground out of thin air and landed firmly on the roof.
"Ivan, something is wrong." The beautiful woman walked up to her, frowned and said to Ivan, "There are a few Zakhaev's cronies in the village, and they will always keep an eye on us when they come. β
Ivan glanced at the beauty with a smile, and said very dotingly: "Alena, don't jump up directly like that in the future, it will be noticed." β
Alena nodded in agreement, watching Ivan start to look into the distance again, and couldn't help but say worriedly, "Does Zakaev want to cross the river and tear down the bridge?" β
"It's okay, don't worry too much about that dictatorial warlord, crossing the river and tearing down the bridge is as easy for them as eating and drinking." Ivan said lightly, "After all, his relationship with us is a pure combination of interests, I use him to complete the task, and he uses me to engage in arms and sell gold." β
There was a strong man next to him with a worried face, "What if Zakhaev wants to do something to us?" β
Another tall, thin man with glasses was a little puzzled, "We are his most important arms provider, and it doesn't make sense to deal with us at any cost." β
"Alyosha, have you forgotten the other reincarnations? Maybe they did it. A skinny girl retorted with her mouth open.
Alyosha shook his head, "The reincarnators all chose their factions at the beginning, the 141 Special Operations Team, General Sheffield and Zakayev, the three camps each have their own tasks, and the camps are naturally hostile to each other, how could they let Zakhaev deal with us." β
"It's okay." Ivan shook his finger, "It doesn't matter who did it, and it doesn't matter if Zakaev does it, after all, our real task is his successor, and ensuring that the goal takes over the entire organization smoothly is the key." β
After hearing Ivan's words, the others stopped talking and looked at Ivan together.
"Andre, follow Sophia to keep an eye out for the new arrivals." Ivan patted the strong man on the shoulder, "If they want to do something, dispose of them." β
The strong man nodded, and Ivan then looked at the thin girl, "Sophia, you are responsible for this matter, and you can control it yourself when to let Andre do it." β
Sophia agreed, and AndrΓ© turned and jumped off the roof of the church.
Ivan turned to look at the other two, "Alena, Alyosha, how are you preparing?" β
"The investigation of Boris Voshevsky's situation is clear, this person and Zakhaev knew each other in the former Soviet army, participated in the Soviet-Afghan war together, and the friendship between the two is extraordinary." Alena took out a document file, "Boris was by his side when Zakhaev led the army in the rebellion, and the Nationalist Party was also created by Boris, and he was the chairman of this party. β
"How powerful is he?" Ivan asked with a frown.
"Most of the entire party is his people, and twenty percent of the officers in the army are his old subordinates in the Soviet army, and there are not many other than him who support him, and more than half of the army are Zakhaev's henchmen." Alena replied.
Ivan narrowed his eyes and closed the file casually, "Pay attention to this person, his power must be more than just on the surface, he is a standard politician, and he must have attracted a lot of people secretly, otherwise how can he fight Zakaev's personal disciple, you must know that Makarov is ruthless and his head is also very flexible." β
"But in the end, as soon as Zakaev died, he was kicked out of the organization by Boris and had to set up another door."
"Even after splitting the organization, Boris's leadership not only did not weaken the fighting force, but succeeded in seizing power in Rus's and transforming him from a terrorist to the president of the country."
Ivan's words shocked the two of them, and they immediately figured out a lot of things, recalling the plot of the original game, coupled with Ivan's reasoning, they realized that they were a little negligent, and almost missed the big boss hidden behind the protagonist group.
You must know that in Modern Warfare 2, it was Boris that led Rus who launched a full-scale surprise attack on the United States, which caught the United States by surprise and almost overturned.
"This talent is our biggest threat, and Zakaev is just a lone man who is about to go to the grave." Ivan sneered, "If he doesn't know the times, I don't mind sending him on his way myself." β