Vladimir actually considered the difficulties mentioned by Machiev, but as the saying goes, "capture the thief first and capture the king first", they do not need to engage with other militants in a short fight, they only need to find the Urals. As for the others, naturally someone will clean it up.

Vasily, Viktor, and Alexander agreed with his idea.

And Machiyev didn't talk much anymore, and he even began to vaguely feel that the method of "catching the thief and capturing the king first" was good.

Alexander told him that during the previous interrogation of the fellows, they had also mentioned that they knew where the Urals lived.

When Vladimir heard this, he exclaimed excitedly: "That's good, as long as we know where Ural lives, we can catch him, this time I want him to taste my strength, damn, ...... with assassinating me"

Soon, a consensus was formed.

The mercenaries were divided into two routes, one disguised as black soldiers, and were directly brought into the camp of the Urals by the captured fellows, and launched a surprise attack on the Urals; The other road is connected to the periphery, and once there is wind and grass inside, it will be killed immediately.

And Machiev's side also has a task arranged, that is, to contact the local political army, if Vladimir encounters an accident inside, at least with the help of the political army.

This time he came to the Philippines, and the golden eagle also followed Vladimir to Budinha on a special plane.

In order to ensure that the operation was foolproof, after getting a photo of the Urals on the Internet, Vladimir released the golden eagle.

It's already half past one in the morning, and all the guys are preparing their weapons and ammunition, although they lack heavy weapons such as helicopter gunships and armored vehicles at the moment, but the bazookas, flamethrowers, and heavy machine guns are still relatively well equipped.

Vladimir was also determined to arrest the Urals in person, but his subordinates tried their best to persuade him not to go, but he was also scolded by him, and as a last resort, he could only let him wear a few body armors.

Vasily and Viktor followed him closely with a few of the rest of the bodyguards.

In order to kill the five prisoners of war, Montero, a demolition expert, specially planted time bombs on them.

Montero smiled slightly, patted one of the guys on the head and said, "Guys, don't act rashly, this bomb is valid for 12 hours, only I can dismantle it for you, others can't dismantle it, of course, if you forcibly dismantle it, you will become a mess of minced meat, so you also have to pray that I won't be killed by your people, otherwise, when the time comes, you will still die......"

Before Montero planted a time bomb on them, Vasily had told the five prisoners of war that if they were to tell the truth, they would be given $1,000 each for severance when they had completed their mission.

A thousand dollars is definitely a lot of money for Filipinos with a per capita annual income of only a few hundred dollars.

These guys were also going to the Urals for money, and naturally they were quite willing.

Half an hour later, all the mercenaries were ready, everyone had full ammunition clips, their faces were painted with black oil paint, and various grenades were hung on their waists and chests, no doubt with the mercenaries in the game.

Seeing these guys with male hormones bursting with allegiance to him, Vladimir suddenly felt how majestic the general on the battlefield was.

And now he is undoubtedly the supreme commander of this team with those generals.

He didn't have any extra words, just waved his hand, and then said loudly, "Ulla...... Let's go, guys, our goal is to capture the Urals alive, Ulla......"

His men also shouted "Ula" and got into the car.

……

The vans driven by the prisoners of war drove on rough dirt roads, and the map showed that the territory of the Urals was in a mountain village near the capital, a distance of only 30 kilometers in a straight line, but it took nearly two hours to get around the entrance.

It is precisely because this mountain village is surrounded by mountains and rivers, every time the Zhengfu army sends troops to encircle and suppress them, these guys either use their familiarity with the terrain to repeatedly take the Zhengfu army by surprise and be embarrassed when the strength of the two sides is balanced, or when their own strength is far inferior to the Zhengfu army, they plunge into the vast primeval forest or hide in the big river that runs through the waterway, so that the Zhengfu army can not find their position at all.

Just three kilometers from the checkpoint at the entrance, Vladimir suddenly signaled for the convoy to stop.

He could already sense the signal from the golden eagle in the sky.

Just when their minds were full of question marks and did not know why the convoy had stopped, they saw a golden eagle clip fluttering its huge wings and floating down from the sky.

The golden eagle landed firmly at the front of the car.

The prisoner of war driving was startled, and he subconsciously wanted to make a sound, but after glancing at the cold expression on the face of the guy who was guarding him next to him, he immediately obediently closed his mouth.

The purpose of the golden eagle is simple, that is, to see if the Urals are in the camp.

After some inspection, it found that the Urals were in the camp.

Having confirmed the news, Vladimir waved his hand and again ordered the convoy to set off.

The five prisoners of war were also very honest, driving seriously along the way, almost without saying a word.

When they approached the checkpoint at the entrance, although it was still night, everyone could clearly see the two watchtowers standing there on the left and right.

The prisoners of war were very cooperative, and unconsciously slowed down the speed, "Gentlemen, there will be strong lights shining in a while, you should cover yourself and try not to be discovered by them." ”

Before leaving, the prisoners of war also reminded them, so the mercenaries of this group of combat bodyguards all touched black oil paint on their faces, and this time reminded them again, which made Vladimir dare not slack off, lowered the brim of their hats, and wore sunglasses. Tie up a headscarf......

Just as they were trying to disguise themselves again, they saw two bright lights shoot towards the convoy like lightning.

In an instant, the convoy's location was illuminated by bright light as if it were daylight.

However, at this moment, a big wolf dog with a blood-red tongue ran out of nowhere.

The big wolfdog probably sensed the anomaly and couldn't help but bark loudly at the convoy.

The soldier at the door also instantly pulled the bolt as if he had been beaten with chicken blood.

"Stop, who's who?"