Peal pedal, pedal, pedal.

The sound of chaotic and panicked footsteps in the hallway.

Diegoski pushed open a dormitory with a solemn expression, and saw that inside, a well-dressed colonel had shot himself, lying on a table, with burning marks on his temples.

The hands drooped, and Makarov fell on the ground, and the blood seeped down from the table, ticking, ticking on the ground, and outside the window, a gust of wind blew in, blowing the curtains.

The sky finally opened up and shone on his face.

The other party is very young, he should be less than forty years old, and as a colonel at such an age, he will definitely have a bright future.

This has been...

There is no need to call an ambulance anymore.

A 9mm pistol bullet is enough to stir up the nerves in your head.

Gao Jun stood behind and glanced at Diegosky, who frowned tightly, and next to him a soldier rushed up and picked up Akhromeyev, who had a medal hanging on his left.

"General, here are two letters." The soldier pulled out two neatly folded letters from the table and handed them to Diegosky.

He took it and opened it with a frown, Gao Jun stood behind and couldn't read Russian, his eyes darkened.

"Dear Davarich, when you read this letter, please forgive the cowardice of a soldier, I really can't bear to turn my troops, my dear comrades-in-arms into slaves of capitalism, I'm sorry, this war, I lost ..."

"When the Motherland is about to perish, the whole meaning of my life is destroyed, I can no longer live, the course of my life gives me the right to die, I fight to the last breath of my life, sorry, please bury my medal with me, long live the USSR!

”

Diegosky, with a complicated expression, looked at Akhromeyev's body, and then picked up another letter, which contained only a few sentences, and entrusted him to put on the 30 rubles owed in the canteen.

Standing with his eyes on the corpse, he stuffed the letter back into the envelope, "Sort out his corpse and inform his family." ”

It's very light-hearted.

But it's better to get used to it.

In gray history, there are always people who leave the light.

Diegoski turned his head and looked at Gao Jun, "I'm sorry, Yuri, I'm afraid there's no way today..."

"I understand, it's okay, I'm in Tallinn for a few days, and for those two days I've been staying at Uncle Anatoly's house."

Diegosky glanced at Anatoly, bowed slightly, and his eyes fell on his son again, the other party leaned lazily against the door, yawning, and the appearance of Pu Curly made him grit his teeth, "Lyudmila!" ”

"Damn, did you get those things on again?"

"No... No. Lyudmila shook her head hurriedly.

Diegosky snorted coldly in disbelief, if it weren't for the presence of a guest today, he might have to beat him up, according to Lyudmila's little arms and legs, two or three times, he would have to be sent to the West Heaven.

"You send them Yuri."

"Little Chicken Rice Flower" nodded, and walked out with his head down, and when he walked around the corner to the stairs, Lyudmila breathed a long sigh of relief, stood on the rest platform, touched his pocket, and then grinned cheekily at Gao Jun, "Come on a cigarette." ”

Tonikov handed him one.

With his left hand crossed on his waist and a cigarette in his right hand, he took a puff and breathed all over his body, and he said, "Akhromeyev is an idiot, I think suicide is the stupidest way to die, my father originally pulled him along, but he never agreed, and even beat the guests away, and the people in the command were very unhappy, so they dismissed him." ”

"Why are there so many principles?" Lyudmila shook her head with an expression of disbelief, "Isn't it bad to pursue money?" Their faith has always been a disaster. ”

Gao Jun glanced at Anatoly, who opened his mouth, but lowered his head and did not argue.

"You're right, your opinion is great."

Don't argue with people who don't agree with your three views, you won't get any benefit except wasting time.

Lyudmila saw that Gao Jun agreed with him, her face was very good, and she even hummed the song "Katyusha", is this a sarcasm?

The other party sent the group of them downstairs to the door, and before they could say a word, they began to twitch their cheeks and the corners of their mouths were crooked, which was a symptom of addiction.

"You go back first, let's go by ourselves, don't detain yourself, if you need to, you can call me." Gao Jun was very understanding, and patted the other party's shoulder in a gentle tone.

Lyudmila pinched her nose, he was very addicted, "Don't worry, you're my best friend." ”

He said, waving his hand, "Don't say anything, I'll go get busy first, be careful on the road." ”

Watching him leave, Anatoly frowned, looked at Gao Jun, and walked towards Lincoln's car as he spoke, "Aren't you afraid that Diegosky will kill you?" ”

"Did I force him to smoke it?" Sitting in the co-pilot, the high boss who fastened his seat belt turned his head to look at him and spread his hands, "I didn't stare at his head with a gun, and told him, hey, sir, you have to try this, it tastes great." ”

"Bullets don't get into your thoughts, uncle."

Anatoly lit the fire, pulled down the gear, and hit the steering wheel, "That being said, but I think Lyudmila may not live long if she continues like this." ”

"It's better to die bravely than to live meaninglessly, maybe, for him, he is very happy at this time?"

Gao Jun has a lot of crooked theories.

Lincoln's car drove out of the camp, and the two were discussing where to have fun, when Barnickles, who was sitting in the back, suddenly spoke, "Sir, the motorcycle behind us has been following us for a long time. ”

Gao Jun and Anatoly's voices stopped abruptly, the former looked in the rearview mirror, and saw a rider wearing a helmet and a black coat following behind him, but from behind, he could see that there was another person.

"Don't be nervous, I think we should change positions, boss."

Gao Jun unbuckled his seat belt, climbed towards the back seat and switched positions with Banickles, the other party held the steering wheel with his left hand, and looked at the motorcycle tightly, "Calm down, listen to my command." ”

"Could it be a pedestrian in the back?" Anatoly said nervously.

"When a person follows you for more than two minutes, it proves that he is harmful to you in a certain sense." The Soviet Union always said.

Actually, the safest thing is to run back to camp quickly, but...

In that place, the combat effectiveness of the soldiers is really not necessarily useful.

Buzz!

The motorcycle behind roared and was about to overtake!

Seeing half of the tire coming, Gao Jun opened the car door and pushed it over.

Boom!

The motorcycle hit the door directly, making a violent collision sound, and then I saw that the door was slammed in the opposite direction, and the rider was knocked out, this time, it may not be easy to get up.

"Boss, dry drift... Be careful! Barnicules was about to boast when he suddenly saw an off-road vehicle suddenly cross the road in front of him, and he stretched out a gun from the passenger and suddenly pointed at the Lincoln.

Fuck you!

The Soviet Union hasn't collapsed yet.

Where did the Scorpion submachine gun come from!

Barnikles pressed Anatoly's head, "Don't brake, rush over, gas pedal!" ”

Peng Peng Peng...

The bullet knocked the hood into the air, hit the glass, and couldn't see what was in front of him at all, in order to survive, Anatoly obediently stepped on the accelerator and hit it hard.

Knock the off-road vehicle that gets in the way to the side.

Barnikles bit out an F-1 defensive grenade hidden in his pocket with his teeth and threw it under the buggy.

Defending against grenades doesn't mean it's powerless.

The 60gTNT explosive boomed, and the tail of the SUV's butt flew up, and then it seemed to ignite the mailbox, and suddenly, the whole car was plunged into a thick fire.

"I can't see the road ahead." Anatoly panicked and said that he was a judge, and when had he ever encountered such a thing.

"Turn!" Gao Jun lay on the glass, saw that there was a horizontal road in front of him, shouted, and the other party subconsciously hit the steering wheel, and because of inertia, the hood was thrown out.

The new car that was delivered yesterday, and that's it for today.

"Go to the airport, meet up with Bancroft, I'll contact Diegoski and ask him to send a team over and give me the phone." Gao Jun lay in the back seat, shrunk up, knocked on the passenger seat, and motioned for Barnikles to hand him the phone in the trim.

When the call went through, it was the correspondent who answered it, who now didn't trust anyone, telling him to let Diegosky answer the phone, "Hurry up!" Sir, run faster, I invite you to drink, how about 10 kg of liquor? ”

When the correspondent heard this, he hurriedly said to him Wait a minute, and Gao Jun seemed to hear his roaring voice, "General, general!" ”

Okay, I'm working so hard, I'll give you more later.

Diegosky yelled on the other end of the phone, but he still took the phone, "Hello? ”

"General, listen, someone is going to kill me, I'll go to Uncle Anatoly's house now, and you send troops."

When Diegoski heard this, he was also anxious, "Yes, yes, you wait." ”

"Aren't you going to the airport?" Anatoly anxiously asked, "Why did you say go to my house?" ”

Gao Jun's expression was very cold, he didn't trust anyone now!

Even if he and Diegosky have a blend of interests, if I pay the price to cooperate with him, others can afford to let him kill me.

He wanted to see what would happen.

Transitional trust will only hasten one's own death.

"Don't you believe him?" Anatoly reacted.

"Tell me the number, and I'll let Aunt Sophia leave first."

The other party was also worried about his wife and children, so he reported a series of phone calls, and when Gao Jun called, he was quickly picked up.

Gao Jun took a deep breath and was sorting out his words, when he saw Anatoly stretch out his hand and ask him for a phone, "Give it to me." ”

The phone was handed to him, and the other party hurriedly shouted in Russian, which he did not understand at all, and it was clear that Banikles did not have time to help with the translation at this time.

After a few dozen seconds, Anatoly threw the phone back, "Now, where are we going?" ”

"Go to your house, I want to see if it's General Diegosky, but I think we'll have to change cars first, man, can you get it?" This was addressed to Barnikles.

"Of course, boss, did you see that car? Lean in. He pointed to a black Ural, not far away, and Anatoly obediently leaned over.

There was a man sitting in the Urals, smoking, and when he saw the Lincoln car parked on the side, he was dumbfounded.

Barnikles got out of the car, looked left and right, and leaned against the window, "Sir, can I pick up your car?" ”

"What did you say?"

Before the other party could react, Banickles grabbed the other party's neck and pulled him over, covering his mouth and nose, and after about twenty seconds, the other party struggled much less.

"You killed him?" Anatoly said in horror.

"No, no, no, he's just unconscious, don't worry." Barnickles shook his head, dragged the other man down, threw him into the Lincoln, motioned for the boss to come over, and when everyone was seated, he rushed out with one foot on the accelerator.

"Do this, I'm a professional, I'm professionally trained, how to borrow other people's vehicles when the enemy is moving behind."

"Are you sure it's borrowed?"

Barnikles nodded cautiously, "Of course, the other party will not refuse." ”

Anatoly didn't know what to say.

"You don't like it? Then I'll write an IOU next time. ”

"Don't write about the company in the fire, write about KGB." Gao Jun sat behind and heard this, and immediately bounced, "The company doesn't have much cost." ”

If you have the ability, let them go to KGB and ask for it.

Anyway, Tinder doesn't have the budget.

Get lost!

The owner has no money.

…

Ten minutes later, when the Ural drove not far from the door of Anatoly's house, it was still calm outside, Gao Jun looked at his watch, at this point in time, if there was a murderer, he had already died more than a dozen times.

Did the Soviet army really rot like this?

"Someone's coming." Anatoly swallowed his spit and looked in the distance, seven or eight people got out of two black SUVs, some of them armed with AKs, standing in the doorway, shooting at the situation inside.

“OMG！ OMG！ ”

Gao Jun's expression gradually became gloomy, he was betrayed?

The armed men swept their magazines and rushed inside, intending to shoot inside.

But as soon as they entered the front foot, in the woods opposite the villa, a BRDM amphibious armored reconnaissance vehicle was drilled alive, and a 14.5mm KPVT heavy machine gun fired at the house.

AND THE 7.62MM COAXIAL MACHINE GUN ON THE SIDE ALSO PROVIDES FIREPOWER, AND THE COORDINATION IS VERY SMOOTH, AFTER ALL, THE HEAVY MACHINE GUN CAN'T SHOOT ALL THE TIME, AND THE BARREL CAN'T BEAR IT, JUST TAKING ADVANTAGE OF THIS GAP, THE LATTER ADDS.

It seems...

It's like a battle-hardened warrior!

The bullet passed through the glass, and the iron gate, which had been ravaged, couldn't help but fall to the ground, and several militants who were searching in the living room inside were beaten on the spot.

A 14.5mm bullet that can break people (I've seen it, it's miserable.) ）

After the heavy machine gun began to tremble, the rate of fire slowly slowed down, and finally gradually stopped.

When the heavy machine gun standing at the top took off his helmet, Gao Jun saw clearly, it was Tonikov, and before he could stabilize his mood, he heard Anatoly exclaim, "Thorpe!" ”

It turned out that the coaxial machine gun shooter was Anatoly's eldest son.

The two men looked at each other, then clapped their hands.

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