above the point of the knife

Chapter 183 "Leo" Team

Zhou Sen got into the car and headed north of Khabarosk City. When he was about to leave the city, Natasha took out a black mask and handed it over.

Zhou Sen reached out and took it.

He folded the mask, wrapped it around his eyes, and tied it up.

This is a routine operation, and there is nothing surprising. After all, the place they are going to now may be a confidential location of the Soviet Russian Far East Military Region.

The car traveled all the way, and it was quite stable at the beginning. After all, the road conditions in the city were good, but after walking for a while, not only the car still bumped, but the speed also dropped a lot.

Zhou Sen counted the time silently in his mind. After about twenty minutes, the car stopped for a moment, and then the front of the car should have turned into a place, and the road became smoother.

Then walked for less than 5 minutes.

The car stopped under slow braking.

Natasha got out of the car first, then walked over, opened Zhou Sen's car door, and guided him to get out of the car.

"Can I take it off?"

"Not yet." Natasha said.

"Then I can't see how to walk?" Zhou Sen asked.

"I'll take your hand." Natasha reached out, grabbed Zhou Sen's right hand, and pulled him in one direction.

The catkins are a little cold in the hands.

What are you doing, planning to use a beauty trap?

Zhou Sen didn't have the slightest bit of whimsy. After all, what he was going to face next was a big shot from the Soviet Russia's Far East intelligence agency.

On the contrary, when Natasha held Zhou Sen's hand, a strange feeling appeared in her heart, and the scene that happened on the train came back to her mind.

If Zhou Sen took off the blindfold, he should be able to see that Natasha's cheeks were slightly flushed at the moment.

"Be careful, there are steps ahead, there are three steps in total."

Zhou Sen raised his leg, walked up the steps, took three steps up, and stepped on a hard surface. Judging from the reaction and sound of the soles of his feet, it should be a concrete floor.

Going forward, you should have entered a door.

He couldn't smell other people's breath, the place here should have been emptied long ago, he couldn't be allowed to see outsiders, and naturally he couldn't be seen by anyone except Natasha.

Pass through a corridor about 20 meters long, and then turn up a spiral staircase with about 27 steps.

When they came to a door, Natasha knocked on it.

"Come in!" A thick but slightly unfamiliar male voice came from inside, not the voice of Vladimir Kirov he had seen before.

Natasha reached out to open the door, then walked in with Zhou Sen's arm.

"Can you untie it now?" Zhou Sen stood still and said.

Natasha glanced at Pishkov, who was already in the room, and Pishkov nodded at her. Natasha walked behind Zhou Sen, reached out and untied the black scarf in front of his eyes.

Seeing the light suddenly, Zhou Sen stretched out his hand to block his eyes. This was a natural reaction, and it was also to avoid eye damage.

The light in the room was not dazzling, and Zhou Sen got used to it quickly.

This is a very large office, bigger than anyone's office he has seen. The decoration is not luxurious, but the materials are very elegant. The marble floor and patterned carpet are very comfortable to step on.

In front of him, behind the large solid wood desk is a Soviet Russian soldier in his 40s. Judging by the shoulder badges, he should be a major general, and his status is not low.

With a square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, one can be sure that this person must be a resolute and courageous person.

"Should I call you Steven Zhou, or Wasim?" Peshkov got up from his seat and walked over with a smile on his face.

"As you wish."

"Natasha, you didn't tell Mr. Vasim my identity, did you?" Peshkov turned to Natasha and asked.

"No, without your permission, I dare not tell him your identity." Natasha nodded.

"Oh, that's right." Peshkov chuckled, and then introduced himself to Zhou Sen, "My name is Peshkov, and I'm the head of the intelligence department of the Russian Far East Military Region."

"So you are General Peshkov." Zhou Sen showed a little surprise. Of course he knew Peshkov, but he didn't expect him to meet him.

"Natasha, make us a cup of coffee and bring it in." Peshkov ordered.

"Yes, General." Natasha nodded slightly, opened the door and walked out.

"Mr. Vasim, please sit down!" Peshkov led Zhou Sen to the sofa in the reception area and sat down.

Peshkov's unusually polite attitude made him suspicious, and he was a little uncertain about what his purpose was.

If you just want yourself to be a "double agent", there is really no need to send out a boss like him to talk to yourself.

"At this moment, you must have a lot of questions in your mind, right?" Peshkov smiled and directly expressed the doubts in Zhou Sen's heart.

Zhou Sen nodded, but if he asked these questions now, he probably wouldn't know where to start.

"Wait a minute." Peshkov got up and walked to his desk, found a book from a drawer, opened it, and pulled out a photo from it.

"Look at this photo." Peshkov came over and handed the photo to Zhou Sen.

The photo had turned yellow and looked old. Zhou Sen took it. There were four people on it, and one of them he recognized at a glance was his adoptive father, Anthony Robin.

That face was too familiar to him.

As for the other three people, he took a closer look and found that there was a person with thick eyebrows and big eyes at the far end, and his immature face was somewhat similar to that of Peshkov in front of him.

"General Peshkov, is this person you?" Zhou Sen also asked directly. Since Peshkov showed him this photo, it meant that he had a special purpose. Otherwise, show him this photo. What does a photo do?
Reminiscing with him about the past, gossip?
Obviously it is impossible.

"Yes, this is what I studied and filmed at the Red Flag Academy (the Red Flag Academy was founded in 1938, and it was originally called the Special Warfare School). The four of us were in the same dormitory at the time, from left to right..." Peshkov newspaper named four people.

But there were no Anthony Robin and Peshkov among the four people. Obviously, they either used their real names when they participated in the study and training, and then changed their names, or they used false names from the beginning. This is also the name of the spy school. It is a common practice, because students will definitely be dispatched to various jobs after they complete their studies. Naturally, they cannot use the school's name, and even need to have a fake name for the rest of their lives.

"Nicholas is the pseudonym of your adoptive father Anthony Robin, do you understand now?" Peshkov said.

Zhou Sen was in a trance. The possibility that Papa Anthony, whom he had denied at first, might have the same identity as Sherkin, has now become a possibility again.

dong dong...

Suddenly there was a knock at the door, and Natasha entered with two cups of freshly brewed coffee.

Pishkov asked Natasha to put down the coffee, and then dismissed her. Obviously, he didn't want Natasha to stay here and listen to their conversation.

"That is to say, my adoptive father Anthony was one of yours from the beginning?" Zhou Sen was not stupid, he had this assumption in his mind from the beginning, but Anthony himself died on the Turkish border.

If he was an undercover agent, how did he kill himself?

It is normal to be accidentally killed by one's own people. On the intelligence front, it is difficult to distinguish between the enemy and the enemy, and being accidentally killed by one's own people often happens.But obviously disclosed all the information to the other party, why is he still dead?
This is unreasonable.

"Yes, he has always been. In fact, he is the real leader of Leo's team, the most top-secret intelligence team lurking in Ice City." Peshkov explained.

"And Shelkin?"

"Scherkin is indeed his assistant, but he is one of them, and he is mainly responsible for the distribution of funds for the 'Troy' project." Peshkov explained.

"Then since Papa Anthony is one of yours, you should also know why he died in the operation when he participated in the top-secret mission of the Japanese?" Zhou Sen asked.

"Actually, I didn't know he was in that special operation team before that." Peshkov said.

"Didn't Papa Anthony give you the information?"

"No, he probably couldn't help himself at the time, and he couldn't pass on the information at all. We also know that he disappeared suddenly. If we can find out, he is the same as you. He went to Fengtian City to discuss business, and there is nothing else. I know, but we got the information about the special operation from another channel, so, unfortunately, it was too late when we found out." Peshkov said very apologetically.

"It's no wonder that the Japanese suspect that your people are lurking in the special operations team, but after checking and checking, there is no clue at all."

"They also screened you, and used Shelkin's death to test you, right?" Beshkov said.

"Yes, although I don't know the inside story, I instinctively felt that something was wrong, and I found out later that there was such a thing." Zhou Sen nodded and said, "The Japanese are pressing every step of the way, and they suspected me from the beginning. They set up traps to screen me out, and wanted to use me to drive me to do things for them. I dare not refuse, because if I refuse, they will definitely suspect me, and even hunt me down without hesitation. I can only deal with them , I also tried to get in touch with your Consulate General in Bingcheng, but unfortunately, the Japanese are watching too closely, and I couldn’t find a suitable opportunity at all.”

"Your efforts, Deputy Consul General Kallman has already told me in a telegram. You reminded them that the phone of the consulate was tapped. Later, you planned to ask him out to meet, but the Japanese secret service messed up. , They have used various methods to get in touch with you, but I think at that time, you did not dare to get in touch with Kalman easily, or in other words, your every word and deed were monitored, just like Anthony, I can't help myself." Peshkov nodded.

"Yes, the people sent by the Japanese after my side are under surveillance. Even if I want to get in touch with them, I can't find a way, and even if I do, I can't meet them. It's useless." Zhou Sen said.

"The point is, you have no one you can trust," Peshkov said.

"Yes, I do lack someone who can deliver news to me and whom I can absolutely trust." Zhou Sen nodded.

"This person is actually by your side, but you haven't had a real connection with her yet," Peshkov said.

"Who?" Zhou Sen asked in surprise.

"When you return to Ice City, you will naturally understand." Peshkov said.

"Then my current identity?" Zhou Sen asked.

"Vasim, are you willing to take over the position of your adoptive father Anthony Robin as the head of the 'Leo' team?" Peshkov asked solemnly.

"I am the head of the 'Leo' team, General Peshkov, are you kidding me?" Zhou Sen was taken aback when he heard this.

(End of this chapter)