"That guy entered the base disguised as our officer, and if it weren't for his missing arm, our soldiers wouldn't have found him!" The base commander looked proud at the moment, and his walking posture was even much lighter.

"This guy has been hiding for so long, and he was suddenly arrested?" Aaron also looked incredible, he was ready to fight for a long time in Ukraine, and specially prepared several funny jokes waiting to see the Ukrainian beauty come and hook up with him, but now you tell me that Zakayev was arrested, it's like you accepted the task of crusading against the evil dragon from the king, but when you said goodbye to the pregnant princess and queen, and were about to go to the trouble of the evil dragon, suddenly the king told you that you don't have to go, the evil dragon has been married back to the harem by him, and she is an ice beauty with long legs, thin waist and big breasts, You can take the old queen and princess with you. That's how Aaron felt at the moment. As for Price, he didn't know if he felt this way, but this mustachioed man must have a hundred thousand reasons in his heart at the moment.

Having learned the address where Zakhaev was being held, Price strode there, and he had a lot to say to the man he had been looking for all his life.

The door of the makeshift prison creaked open by the soldiers, and the smoke and dust in the room appeared to rise in an upside-down shape in the sunlight.

In the smoke, Zakhaev slowly raised his head and looked at the man standing at the gate, the sun hitting his back, making Zakhaev unable to see the other man's face, but Zakhaev could see the wide-brimmed tactical hat on the head of the hot man.

"Imran Zakaev!"

"You are?"

"Remember Chernobyl?" Price takes off his hat, revealing the gas mask he was wearing.

"John Price!" Zakaev remembered the failed deal and lost an arm in that trade, thanks to the man in front of him.

"I'm glad you remember me!" Price first pulled out his 1911 and slapped it on the table, then pulled over a stool and sat on it with a golden knife, behind which were the silent British special forces.

"What the hell are your plans?" Price got straight to the point and pressed Zakaev.

"Of course it's surrender, you and the Russians pressed me like a dog and rubbed me in the mountains, I can't stay any longer, so I came out and surrendered, how about it, can't you?" Zakhaev looked very unscrupulous, and he waved his left hand casually, and the handcuffs on top of it rattled with chains.

"Then why are you surrendering to the Ukrainian army, you know, you surrender to them, then you will be extradited to us in less than 24 hours, well, now there are still 23 hours!" Price looked at his watch and deliberately used an accent on the timing.

"Isn't there another 23 hours? You know, Captain, I actually love the sound of the clock ticking, because it represents the laws of nature! Every second of your life is ticking, Captain! ”

"Are you playing a game with me?" Price stood up and grabbed Zakhaev while raising his fist.

"Boy, you were still nursing your mother in your mother's arms when I was born and died in the Soviet Union, did you think that fists would make me submit?"

"No, fists only make me happy!" Price threw a punch into Zakaev's face, which sent the latter in a big circle and then fell to the ground with a thud.

"Phew!" Zakhaev only felt that his eyes were shining, and his nostrils and mouth were salty, and he touched it with his left hand, only to find that his nostrils and mouth were bleeding.

"Again, what are you doing here?"

"Phew!" Zakhaev smiled contemptuously, spat at Price with blood, and then cracked his mouth and laughed.

"Good!" Price let go of Zakhaev, grabbed his own 1911, pulled the bolt and loaded it, and put the muzzle of the gun against Zakhaev's head.

"Ask you again, what are you doing?"

"I'm here to die!" Zakaev tilted his head, ignoring the fact that he still had a black hole in his head, and began to sing.

"Grassland, grassland, vast grassland! The heroes flew across the steppe on horseback, hey, the Red Army soldiers galloped forward............"

Looking at Zakaev, who was singing loudly, Price finally put the gun down.

"Add Shuanggang, show me that he is dead, even if he goes to the toilet, show me how much he pulled!"

"Yes!"

After coming out of the confinement room, Price pulled Aaron past him and said a few words, and then he went to contact the domestic and Ukrainian high-level leaders, while Aaron asked the Ukrainian special forces for help, and a group of people borrowed T45 power armor, and then took a shovel to dig a trench around the confinement room.

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During the period when Aaron and they have dug out three fortifications with complete anti-artillery holes and communication trenches that are close to building artillery towers, several more troops have come to the military base, one of which is still a special force with the president's order, which makes the sentry at the door can't help but look at it a few more times, you must know that since the Golden Eagle special forces were forced to kneel and flee to Russia, the special forces in Ukraine have carried out a major blood change, and the president even reconvened a group of new blood and invited instructors from Western countries to train these special forces, At the same time, their equipment is also very advanced, the sentry estimated that the unit in front of him should also be established in this way, after checking the order, the sentry hurriedly saluted the officer who took the lead.

"I'm sorry, sir, you can go in!"

"Okay, thank you!" The commander who led the team said in Russian, which was not very fluent.

Seeing the luxurious equipment of this special forces, the sentry couldn't help but look at it a few times, and it turned out that something was wrong, there was a tall soldier with his sleeves rolled, and it was nothing to roll up his sleeves, the problem was that the two stout arms were black, and there were blacks in the Ukrainian army? The sentry stopped the guy and told him to take off his gas mask.

"Why?" Seeing that the sentry asked his subordinates to take off their gas masks, the officer was very angry, he first tried to use his identity to suppress people, but it didn't work, and even the sentry was ready to call the above.

"Okay, then you can check!" As he spoke, the officer made a stealthy gesture to the surrounding soldiers.

Unbeknownst to him, the sentry was still waiting for the suspect to take off his mask, and when he saw the black face of the other party taking off his mask, the sentry immediately prepared to draw a gun to warn him, but a knife stabbed him.

"Why don't you roll up your sleeves, you!" While the officer yelled at the black man, he asked his subordinates to quickly clean up the scene, and by the way, he even had people pretend to be sentries to stand at the gate of the base.

"God knows their camouflage uniforms aren't breathable!" The black soldier wanted to say a few words, but he was slapped in the face.

"Shut up, everyone, get ready to act!"