Chapter 150
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Molov sat on the back seat of the military jeep, lighting the stacks of US dollars with dirty, slightly alcoholic spittle, and boasting to shamili nearby.
"You can rest assured that I has the final say in this area! I escort you to the border of H country, and there is no problem! You must not heartache the money, I charge you fairly. You see all my brothers are eating and drinking..."
Shamili was not in the mood to listen to the fat pig boasting. He picked up the satellite phone and dialed Natasha's number again.
Unfortunately, there is still a busy beep at that end.
Call the captain of the bodyguard again. It's still the same. There's no response.
Something happened.
He could not believe that the 12 bodyguards brought by Natasha were experienced veterans, most of them were soldiers who climbed out of the dead in Grozny, and none of them could escape.
Is it that the e side has moved?
After the Iraq Crimean War, shamili followed Andre into exile to escape the pursuit of gruu and signal flag special forces.
The current leaders of the strong people of e country have publicly declared that it is God's business to forgive them, and our job is to send them to God.
However, country j has always hated country e's involvement in its own country's internal affairs, so it has always refused Russia to send special forces to assassinate terrorists, which is why Natasha dared to come to shituva town with 12 bodyguards.
Now it seems that the Russian government may finally lose patience with the response of country j and directly send special forces to sneak into the territory to carry out tasks.
"Petroyev and Johar, pay attention to the surrounding situation. I estimate it is the special forces of country e..."
People are arranged on the roof of the two ural trucks, wearing night vision to observe everything around them. Petroyev and jiaohar are the guards in charge of roof guard.
Shamili picked up the walkie talkie and informed his men.
"Don't worry! Don't be nervous. We're the border guards. No one dares to provoke us..." molov looked at shamili, who was a little nervous. He couldn't help but send a large peace of mind pill. "Besides, my brother-in-law is still the commander of the military division..."
Shamili did not hear the response from petroyev and Johar on the walkie talkie.
"Petroyev, Johar... Please answer when you hear!"
Still quiet.
Shamili was shocked and looked up at the rear-view mirror of the off-road vehicle. Under the light of the bright and dark lights, there seemed to be no one on the roof
Like a cat whose tail was trampled on, he suddenly shouted, "stop! Stop! There is an ambush! There is an ambush!"
The SUV squeaked and stopped on the mountain road. Molov was unprepared. He bumped into the seat in front of him. The password box on his knee rolled to the ground and sprinkled a car of cash.
"Don't be nervous..."
He is full of evil fire and wants to scold shamili. Isn't that good? Suddenly what nerve!?
None of you idiots from iqcria is normal!
Shamili flung open the door and tried to rush out of the car.
One foot just stretched out of the car, and suddenly the whole person fell back into the car.
TA——
Something shot into the interior trim panel of the roof.
Then something splashed in the cab. Molov's face was sticky before he could react to what had happened.
He subconsciously touched his face. What he touched turned out to be some soft things like tofu. He stretched out his hand and waited in the car. His hands were full of bright red blood and some white brains.
Look at shamili next to him. Molov felt his crotch hot and almost peed.
Shamili lost half his head and his eyes jumped out of his eyes. Only a few nerve lines and blood vessels were stuck and fell under his knees, swinging around like a colored ball on the Christmas tree
"Oh, my God! My God -"
Molov was like a frightened lice. He almost jumped three feet. He was so crazy that he slapped the driver's seat in front with his fat hand.
"Drive! Drive! Get out of here!"
The driver slammed on the accelerator, the engine roared, the wheels creaked in the sand, idled for several times, and rushed forward.
When——
A bullet shot directly into the hood, pierced the iron sheet on the face and shot into the engine.
Poof——
The jet black engine oil sprays out and directly pastes the windshield into a black.
The driver couldn't see the road clearly. He directly bumped a soldier who jumped out of the car and ran for his life in front. The direction was crooked again and hit the rear bumper of the car in front.
Molov's fat head knocked hard on the front seat again. Venus was rising. His tongue was accidentally broken by his teeth. His mouth was full of blood and trickled down.
He didn't care so much. The first thing he thought of was those US dollars.
Now he suddenly found that he really should lose weight. When he bent down to pick up the dollar bills on the ground, the round fat on his stomach made him pant and life was worse than death.
Stuffed the bloody and brainy US bills back into the suitcase, and molov climbed down on the floor like a dog.
Gunshots began to come and go around, mixed with a low noise.
Molov was lying on the ground, dragging his suitcase and climbing towards the ditch under the roadside. Through the bottom of the car, he saw several figures like ghosts appear on the roadside, shooting alternately and launching an impact here.
His men and shamili's men fell down one by one, just like leeks cut by sickle.
A bloody ikecrian soldier fell down in front of him, his face just facing molov's face, and his forehead was missing a third. Molov could even see the rotten brain in his remnant skull and his facial features torn like a wax man, emitting a little steaming heat in the cold morning temperature.
"Oh, God -"
He screamed again, his soul was scattered, and shit and urine flew in his crotch.
It must be the Russian special forces!
The frightened thought flashed through his mind, like a thunderbolt breaking the dark and quiet sky.
Those lunatics finally started, and even directly entered the territory of state J.
"I surrender! I surrender! Don't kill me! I'm lieutenant colonel molov, commander of the border defense army. I'm an officer. I have nothing to do with those people! My brother-in-law is major general togorok kretsch shamalkanov of the military division! Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I surrender!"
The gunfire soon subsided, and molov put his head on the ground in embarrassment.
Shashasha——
The sound of military boots stepping on the sand came towards him.
Someone leaned down and asked him in pure Russian, "who's your brother-in-law again?"
"Major general togorok kretsch shamalkanov of the military division!"
He closed his eyes, as if standing beside him was not a member of the special forces, but a mythical Banshee Medusa who could turn into stone at a glance.
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Molov sat on the back seat of the military jeep, lighting the stacks of US dollars with dirty, slightly alcoholic spittle, and boasting to shamili nearby.
"You can rest assured that I has the final say in this area! I escort you to the border of H country, and there is no problem! You must not heartache the money, I charge you fairly. You see all my brothers are eating and drinking..."
Shamili was not in the mood to listen to the fat pig boasting. He picked up the satellite phone and dialed Natasha's number again.
Unfortunately, there is still a busy beep at that end.
Call the captain of the bodyguard again. It's still the same. There's no response.
Something happened.
He could not believe that the 12 bodyguards brought by Natasha were experienced veterans, most of them were soldiers who climbed out of the dead in Grozny, and none of them could escape.
Is it that the e side has moved?
After the Iraq Crimean War, shamili followed Andre into exile to escape the pursuit of gruu and signal flag special forces.
The current leaders of the strong people of e country have publicly declared that it is God's business to forgive them, and our job is to send them to God.
However, country j has always hated country e's involvement in its own country's internal affairs, so it has always refused Russia to send special forces to assassinate terrorists, which is why Natasha dared to come to shituva town with 12 bodyguards.
Now it seems that the Russian government may finally lose patience with the response of country j and directly send special forces to sneak into the territory to carry out tasks.
"Petroyev and Johar, pay attention to the surrounding situation. I estimate it is the special forces of country e..."
People are arranged on the roof of the two ural trucks, wearing night vision to observe everything around them. Petroyev and jiaohar are the guards in charge of roof guard.
Shamili picked up the walkie talkie and informed his men.
"Don't worry! Don't be nervous. We're the border guards. No one dares to provoke us..." molov looked at shamili, who was a little nervous. He couldn't help but send a large peace of mind pill. "Besides, my brother-in-law is still the commander of the military division..."
Shamili did not hear the response from petroyev and Johar on the walkie talkie.
"Petroyev, Johar... Please answer when you hear!"
Still quiet.
Shamili was shocked and looked up at the rear-view mirror of the off-road vehicle. Under the light of the bright and dark lights, there seemed to be no one on the roof
Like a cat whose tail was trampled on, he suddenly shouted, "stop! Stop! There is an ambush! There is an ambush!"
The SUV squeaked and stopped on the mountain road. Molov was unprepared. He bumped into the seat in front of him. The password box on his knee rolled to the ground and sprinkled a car of cash.
"Don't be nervous..."
He is full of evil fire and wants to scold shamili. Isn't that good? Suddenly what nerve!?
None of you idiots from iqcria is normal!
Shamili flung open the door and tried to rush out of the car.
One foot just stretched out of the car, and suddenly the whole person fell back into the car.
TA——
Something shot into the interior trim panel of the roof.
Then something splashed in the cab. Molov's face was sticky before he could react to what had happened.
He subconsciously touched his face. What he touched turned out to be some soft things like tofu. He stretched out his hand and waited in the car. His hands were full of bright red blood and some white brains.
Look at shamili next to him. Molov felt his crotch hot and almost peed.
Shamili lost half his head and his eyes jumped out of his eyes. Only a few nerve lines and blood vessels were stuck and fell under his knees, swinging around like a colored ball on the Christmas tree
"Oh, my God! My God -"
Molov was like a frightened lice. He almost jumped three feet. He was so crazy that he slapped the driver's seat in front with his fat hand.
"Drive! Drive! Get out of here!"
The driver slammed on the accelerator, the engine roared, the wheels creaked in the sand, idled for several times, and rushed forward.
When——
A bullet shot directly into the hood, pierced the iron sheet on the face and shot into the engine.
Poof——
The jet black engine oil sprays out and directly pastes the windshield into a black.
The driver couldn't see the road clearly. He directly bumped a soldier who jumped out of the car and ran for his life in front. The direction was crooked again and hit the rear bumper of the car in front.
Molov's fat head knocked hard on the front seat again. Venus was rising. His tongue was accidentally broken by his teeth. His mouth was full of blood and trickled down.
He didn't care so much. The first thing he thought of was those US dollars.
Now he suddenly found that he really should lose weight. When he bent down to pick up the dollar bills on the ground, the round fat on his stomach made him pant and life was worse than death.
Stuffed the bloody and brainy US bills back into the suitcase, and molov climbed down on the floor like a dog.
Gunshots began to come and go around, mixed with a low noise.
Molov was lying on the ground, dragging his suitcase and climbing towards the ditch under the roadside. Through the bottom of the car, he saw several figures like ghosts appear on the roadside, shooting alternately and launching an impact here.
His men and shamili's men fell down one by one, just like leeks cut by sickle.
A bloody ikecrian soldier fell down in front of him, his face just facing molov's face, and his forehead was missing a third. Molov could even see the rotten brain in his remnant skull and his facial features torn like a wax man, emitting a little steaming heat in the cold morning temperature.
"Oh, God -"
He screamed again, his soul was scattered, and shit and urine flew in his crotch.
It must be the Russian special forces!
The frightened thought flashed through his mind, like a thunderbolt breaking the dark and quiet sky.
Those lunatics finally started, and even directly entered the territory of state J.
"I surrender! I surrender! Don't kill me! I'm lieutenant colonel molov, commander of the border defense army. I'm an officer. I have nothing to do with those people! My brother-in-law is major general togorok kretsch shamalkanov of the military division! Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I surrender!"
The gunfire soon subsided, and molov put his head on the ground in embarrassment.
Shashasha——
The sound of military boots stepping on the sand came towards him.
Someone leaned down and asked him in pure Russian, "who's your brother-in-law again?"
"Major general togorok kretsch shamalkanov of the military division!"
He closed his eyes, as if standing beside him was not a member of the special forces, but a mythical Banshee Medusa who could turn into stone at a glance.
Molov sat on the back seat of the military jeep, lighting the stacks of US dollars with dirty, slightly alcoholic spittle, and boasting to shamili nearby."You can rest assured that I has the final say in this area! I escort you to the border of H country, and there is no problem! You must not heartache the money, I charge you fairly. You see all my brothers are eating and drinking..."Shamili was not in the mood to listen to the fat pig boasting. He picked up the satellite phone and dialed Natasha's number again.Unfortunately, there is still a busy beep at that end.Call the captain of the bodyguard again. It's still the same. There's no response.Something happened.He could not believe that the 12 bodyguards brought by Natasha were experienced veterans, most of them were soldiers who climbed out of the dead in Grozny, and none of them could escape.Is it that the e side has moved?After the Iraq Crimean War, shamili followed Andre into exile to escape the pursuit of gruu and signal flag special forces.The current leaders of the strong people of e country have publicly declared that it is God's business to forgive them, and our job is to send them to God.However, country j has always hated country e's involvement in its own country's internal affairs, so it has always refused Russia to send special forces to assassinate terrorists, which is why Natasha dared to come to shituva town with 12 bodyguards.Now it seems that the Russian government may finally lose patience with the response of country j and directly send special forces to sneak into the territory to carry out tasks."Petroyev and Johar, pay attention to the surrounding situation. I estimate it is the special forces of country e..."People are arranged on the roof of the two ural trucks, wearing night vision to observe everything around them. Petroyev and jiaohar are the guards in charge of roof guard.Shamili picked up the walkie talkie and informed his men."Don't worry! Don't be nervous. We're the border guards. No one dares to provoke us..." molov looked at shamili, who was a little nervous. He couldn't help but send a large peace of mind pill. "Besides, my brother-in-law is still the commander of the military division..."Shamili did not hear the response from petroyev and Johar on the walkie talkie."Petroyev, Johar... Please answer when you hear!"Still quiet.Shamili was shocked and looked up at the rear-view mirror of the off-road vehicle. Under the light of the bright and dark lights, there seemed to be no one on the roofLike a cat whose tail was trampled on, he suddenly shouted, "stop! Stop! There is an ambush! There is an ambush!"The SUV squeaked and stopped on the mountain road. Molov was unprepared. He bumped into the seat in front of him. The password box on his knee rolled to the ground and sprinkled a car of cash."Don't be nervous..."He is full of evil fire and wants to scold shamili. Isn't that good? Suddenly what nerve!?None of you idiots from iqcria is normal!Shamili flung open the door and tried to rush out of the car.One foot just stretched out of the car, and suddenly the whole person fell back into the car.TASomething shot into the interior trim panel of the roof.Then something splashed in the cab. Molov's face was sticky before he could react to what had happened.He subconsciously touched his face. What he touched turned out to be some soft things like tofu. He stretched out his hand and waited in the car. His hands were full of bright red blood and some white brains.Look at shamili next to him. Molov felt his crotch hot and almost peed.Shamili lost half his head and his eyes jumped out of his eyes. Only a few nerve lines and blood vessels were stuck and fell under his knees, swinging around like a colored ball on the Christmas tree"Oh, my God! My God -"Molov was like a frightened lice. He almost jumped three feet. He was so crazy that he slapped the driver's seat in front with his fat hand."Drive! Drive! Get out of here!"The driver slammed on the accelerator, the engine roared, the wheels creaked in the sand, idled for several times, and rushed forward.WhenA bullet shot directly into the hood, pierced the iron sheet on the face and shot into the engine.PoofThe jet black engine oil sprays out and directly pastes the windshield into a black.The driver couldn't see the road clearly. He directly bumped a soldier who jumped out of the car and ran for his life in front. The direction was crooked again and hit the rear bumper of the car in front.Molov's fat head knocked hard on the front seat again. Venus was rising. His tongue was accidentally broken by his teeth. His mouth was full of blood and trickled down.He didn't care so much. The first thing he thought of was those US dollars.Now he suddenly found that he really should lose weight. When he bent down to pick up the dollar bills on the ground, the round fat on his stomach made him pant and life was worse than death.Stuffed the bloody and brainy US bills back into the suitcase, and molov climbed down on the floor like a dog.Gunshots began to come and go around, mixed with a low noise.Molov was lying on the ground, dragging his suitcase and climbing towards the ditch under the roadside. Through the bottom of the car, he saw several figures like ghosts appear on the roadside, shooting alternately and launching an impact here.His men and shamili's men fell down one by one, just like leeks cut by sickle.A bloody ikecrian soldier fell down in front of him, his face just facing molov's face, and his forehead was missing a third. Molov could even see the rotten brain in his remnant skull and his facial features torn like a wax man, emitting a little steaming heat in the cold morning temperature."Oh, God -"He screamed again, his soul was scattered, and shit and urine flew in his crotch.It must be the Russian special forces!The frightened thought flashed through his mind, like a thunderbolt breaking the dark and quiet sky.Those lunatics finally started, and even directly entered the territory of state J."I surrender! I surrender! Don't kill me! I'm lieutenant colonel molov, commander of the border defense army. I'm an officer. I have nothing to do with those people! My brother-in-law is major general togorok kretsch shamalkanov of the military division! Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I surrender!"The gunfire soon subsided, and molov put his head on the ground in embarrassment.ShashashaThe sound of military boots stepping on the sand came towards him.Someone leaned down and asked him in pure Russian, "who's your brother-in-law again?""Major general togorok kretsch shamalkanov of the military division!"He closed his eyes, as if standing beside him was not a member of the special forces, but a mythical Banshee Medusa who could turn into stone at a glance.
