All gods, the lord who started with the bright sword

Chapter 141, Retention Before Execution

A rain last night lowered the temperature in Kiev a bit.

In the early morning, the morning breeze that shuttles between the shadows of the trees has already brought a little bit of obvious cold.

Inspector Paul Fobole came to the basement with a cup of hot coffee. He understood the vulture's fear of death, but if he were to hide in the basement all year round without seeing the sun, it would be worse than killing him.

The vulture who took refuge in Fobole did not get the security he wanted.

Judging by his haggard look, one can tell how he has spent so many days and nights.

"When will you be able to fulfill your promise?"

Vulture couldn't remember how many times he had asked this question.

He had to ask several times almost every day, because only by changing his name and surname, and fleeing to that free country on the other side of the ocean, could he feel at ease.

It's a pity that Fobo Le is not a philanthropist, and he is destined to be disappointed.

Paul took a sip of the hot coffee, and prevaricated with the cliché: "We will not give up until we achieve our goal. If you want to live the life you want, you'd better think of a way and cooperate with us to clean up Ivan."

The vulture's bloodshot eyes shone fiercely, and it gnashed its teeth and shouted, "I've tried my best, what can I do if Ivan doesn't come out? Please let me go!"

"Mr. Vulture, who is as cunning as a fox, can't do anything about it, so we can't do anything about it." Paul shrugged and applied pressure, then turned and left.

Some of the killers who bumped into him for the reward of millions of euros were not Fobole's targets at all.

Their target was Ivan from beginning to end.

This person is by no means a rich man, as simple as an arms dealer.

The latest news is that this person is deeply involved with the KGB, and may be a key peripheral member.

Who knows how many shameful things the KGB has done through his hands.

Compared with the big fish like Ivan, the vulture who sells arms all over the world for money without any bottom line is just a pawn of low value.

Sacrificing a pawn in exchange for more benefits is a normal operation for a bald eagle - as big as a country, as small as a person.

After inspecting various positions, Paul repeatedly urged them to cheer up.

Finally, when he came to the senior agent Scott who was in charge of leading the team, he said seriously:

"I will add three more people to you in a while. I just got the news that an operation team from the KGB came to Kiev secretly, and it is very likely that they came for him."

"Okay, finally someone came to die again."

Scott was not surprised but happy, he had had enough of staying here, he hadn't touched a girl for half a month, and his lower body was about to explode.

"Supervisor, after this round, it's time to take a few days off and let the brothers go out and relax! It's too bad to come to Ukraine and not play with a few girls."

Paul knew that they were suffocated, and chuckled lightly:
"Get rid of the KGB people, and I'll replace you with another group. At that time, watch out for those juicers to make you unable to get out of bed."

After talking and joking, Paul quietly left through the back door and came to the hiding place of the support team across the street.

There are more than ten agents guarding here, all equipped with submachine guns.It only takes 1 minutes to support the building where the vulture is.

Before the support team arrived, the first three killers' risky attacks had all fallen under Scott's hands.

The KGB's agents are the regular army. During the Cold War, they were Fobole's sworn enemy, and the two sides fought fiercely.

Their arrival will indeed pose a very strong threat.

But Paul was not afraid, he had hope in his heart.

First of all, the arrival of the KGB proves that the vulture is useful, and there must be something in his stomach, which can force Ivan to contact the KGB to kill him and kill him.

The second is that you can make meritorious deeds.

Many missions failed, and two more agents were lost last time. Paul's position is already in jeopardy.

The agents of the KGB operation team, even if they are not as valuable as Ivan, can be recorded as a considerable contribution because they are old enemies.

The pressure from above can be relieved.

As soon as he entered the door, Paul saw a subordinate who shouldn't be here: "Jack, why did you get out of the hospital? Those damn doctors, how could they let you out of the hospital!"

He was both surprised and angry. The last time he intercepted the munitions, the explosion of the container truck killed two agents on the spot, and Jack was also seriously injured and dying.

With such a serious injury, it is normal to lie in the hospital for several months.

But how long has passed so far, just over a month.

The hospital didn't stop him from leaving the hospital without permission, so who is to blame if something goes wrong?
Jack's face showed an unhealthy pallor, and there were bandages wrapped around his body.

Squeezing a smile, he explained that he couldn't let go of work, so he was discharged from the hospital early.

Being deflated again and again caused a lot of psychological pressure on Jack.

He couldn't sleep well in the hospital bed, and his health was mostly recovered, so he couldn't wait to devote himself to work.

Some people think that he is self-proclaimed, and he was injured on duty, so it is not good to lie on the hospital bed with paid leave?

Fake!

Pretend to be selfless, do you want to show promotion?
Some people admire him and feel that Jack's hard-working spirit is commendable.They feel that they should maintain respect for what they cannot do but others can do.

As the boss, Paul knew that Jack was a hard-nosed and very dedicated agent.

He likes Jack's dedication, but he is also worried about his character who can't rub the sand in his eyes, which will always bring unexpected troubles.

Take the vulture's cooperation with Fobole, and cooperate with an arms dealer who has caused countless killings. In the eyes of others, it is very normal, but in the eyes of Jack?

Probably what he wants to do the most is to bring the arms dealer Vulture to court and get severely punished by the law.

"Inspector, my body has recovered very well, please assign me a task." Jack asked.

Paul looked around Jack, and asked other people in the room with his eyes, did anyone reveal the situation?

The agents either spread their hands or shook their heads. They all knew about Jack's problems, so naturally they wouldn't make irresponsible remarks.

Seeing this, Paul knew what was going on, and he needed a coordinating team member as an excuse to communicate with the intelligence department.Jack's health has not yet recovered, and it is more suitable for him to do a lighter job in the office.

In fact, Jack still wanted to go to the front line, but the leader had very good reasons, so he could only reluctantly agree.

He didn't know at this time that he didn't lose his life in the subsequent gun battle because he left the front line.

……

It was still the same warehouse we met last time, but all the ammunition in the warehouse had been put into Chen Hao's pocket.

Igor, the KGB agent who met again, was extremely surprised by this.

This warehouse area is dilapidated, and there have been no trucks coming in recently. How did those guns and ammunition be transported away?

He didn't ask, but kept the doubts in his heart, and patiently listened to Chen Hao's action plan.

The agent with a high nose bridge and deep eye sockets and short blond hair is named Andreev.

He was the leader of the action team transferred from Moscow. He organized many targeted secret sanctions and killed many agents who caused huge losses to the Polar Bear Federation.

He couldn't help it after listening to it, and thought to himself: "It's really a shoddy plan. It doesn't matter if you die. It's not right to clean up the surprise and make it more difficult for us to perform tasks later."

"...that's the plan."

Chen Hao glanced across the cheeks of the two of them, and said lightly: "If you are interested, you can use this to lure Fobole's people over and teach them a profound lesson."

There is actually a follow-up plan, and Andreev couldn't help it:
"With all due respect, this plan is too rough. If you attack alone, how can you deal with seven or eight agents who have a geographical advantage, and you will die in vain. The so-called opportunities are even more illusory."

"Then what if I can do it?" Chen Hao narrowed his eyes and asked back.

Andreev stared back without showing any weakness: "If you can kill them and come back alive, then I will spend all my salary to buy you a drink."

He is an agent trained by the state, and he doesn't even own his own life, so that's all the bets he can make.

But in Chen Hao's view, such a bet is really meaningless.

He said to Igor: "If there is no problem, you still have half an hour to arrange an ambush plan."

After finishing speaking, Chen Hao walked out of the warehouse and got into the classic Volga that was about to be scrapped.

In this mission, Andreev had to obey Igor's command, the ranks of the two were equal, and he was qualified to advise.

"Igor, although he is very confident, he is just a rough mercenary. Do we need to listen to him?"

The work of agents is relatively delicate, and they also despise mercenaries who can only fight and kill.

What's more, that plan...it really can't be called a plan, it's too rough.

In his heart, Igor also disagreed with Chen Hao's plan.With the experience of dealing with him last time, he knew that no matter how much he talked, it would be useless.

He directly picked up the encrypted satellite phone and called Ivan in Moscow to explain the whole thing.

After a long silence, a sigh came: "What a bold fellow."

After hanging up the phone, Ivan called Chen Hao backhandedly: "You really don't want your life, just give up.

As long as you swear to God that you will not do such a dangerous thing in the future, I will allow you to associate with Natasha. "

After all, he was saved by Chen Hao, and his daughter still loves him deeply.

Ivan was unhappy with him, but he really didn't want him to lose his life in vain, and his daughter shed tears for him.

So far, Ivan has compromised.

But, he didn't get the answer he wanted to hear.

Chen Hao smiled: "Are you worried about me? Don't worry, even if it's for Natasha, I won't die.

It's not that Agent Fobole hasn't killed them before, almost ten of them died in my hands.

To others, they may be like gods of death, but to me, they are just hungry wolves plunging into the flock of sheep, killing them casually. "

Chen Hao's self-confident metaphor, to Ivan's ears, means that he is arrogant and doesn't know his last name.

The agents of the world's number one intelligence organization became sheep in front of one person?

Ivan couldn't help asking him: "Did you drink a few bottles of vodka and talk to me drunk here?
If you don't want to make Natasha sad, you should give up now and get the hell out of here. "

"..."

Chen Hao has his own cards, but he really can't tell Ivan.For a while, he couldn't think of a suitable lie that could fool Ivan.

After thinking for a moment, Chen Hao proposed a compromise.

During specific actions, the phone will be dialed so that Ivan from another country can listen to his confrontation with the enemy.

Ivan really couldn't figure out how Chen Hao could be so confident. He regarded himself as a superman in the movie, with absolute power, and crushed Fobole like a chicken and a dog?
Chen Hao didn't explain the reason for his confidence, so he couldn't ask any more questions.

Ivan was silent for a few seconds and said, "You'd better think about it for Natasha, don't let her be sad about your death."

Chen Hao hung up the phone and leaned back in his chair. He now fully understands Ivan's thoughts and worries.

But in any case, Chen Hao's hole card cannot be explained.

【Task [-]: Establish an armed force of your own】

【The task has been completed】

[Message from an arms dealer: Own your own team and transform into a manager]

【Apprentice Arms Dealer】

[10/10]

Ten missions have been completed, and the system is being advanced... The advancement is complete.

[Congratulations, you have become a junior arms dealer]

[20/0]

[The space of the system expands by five times, links to a new world, and has a probability of drawing higher-level rewards]

The portable space that was originally the size of a garage has become the size of five garages, which can hold light weapons and ammunition for thousands of people.

Linking to a new world is actually the opening of a new copy.

It's just that he hasn't decided whether to go or not. After all, he has made an agreement with the headquarters of the Eighth Route Army, and there is still a big bill to collect.

In terms of rewards, Chen Hao drew a different one from before.

[Strength enhancement: upper limb strength enhancement by 50.00%]

[Level: Two Stars]

After a day of adaptation, he has figured it out.

Generally speaking, a strong man who works often can lift about 120 to [-] catties at the peak of his strength.

Chen Hao hadn't specially trained his arms, but in the previous special warfare selection training, he had unknowingly developed his strength, and his arms could lift two hundred catties.

This also created his ability to easily suppress the recoil of the AK [-], and the technique of firing the entire clip without jumping the muzzle.

After strengthening his strength, he tried to push [-] catties with both arms in the gym.

Now it is not a problem to press AK [-] with one hand.

To carry out this operation, ability and combat effectiveness are one aspect. The key is that Chen Hao can carry out the next mission at any time.

Not to mention Fobole's safe house, it is their old lair... Chen Hao can leave safely after entering.

Taking out the Nokia he just bought after landing, he glanced at the time, Chen Hao called Igor to notify him, started the old Volga sedan, and rushed to the safe house where the vultures were hiding.

That guy stole a lot of money from Chen Hao, and it was Chen Hao's generosity to let him live for so long.

Today I want to get it back together with the principal and interest.

(End of this chapter)