Chapter 1222

In the early morning, the Northern Caucasus mountains are as quiet as usual. The snow has stopped, and the surrounding area is white. There are some lies.

Black mountain snow, desolate with a little rough, like this land, as well as the people on this land.

Three people came from the largest dirt road out of the village. Their leather boots made a slight creak on the thick snow, which was so harsh in this quiet scene.

"I said..."

Mister peeped around like a thief, his eyes turning as fast as Russian roulette.

"Can we run out? I think I ran faster. Back then..."

"Do you think it's safer for the three of us to run wildly in the village early in the morning? Qin Fei tried to keep his voice down. He was worried that his English conversation would attract unnecessary attention.

You know, there are people who speak Ingushetia here, not to mention English. Even those who speak Russian are rare.

"Can you be quiet and walk well without giving bad ideas?"

"Shut up!" Yushchenko finally interrupted their dialogue, "there is a man 30 meters away from the right front..."

Qin Fei raised his eyelids and quickly glanced in the direction Yushchenko said.

Yes, indeed, there was an old man in a sheepskin jacket, a white beard and a small black round hat sweeping the snow in his yard.

The rustling sound of sweeping snow makes people's blood boil.

Qin Fei subconsciously touched his fake beard.

The most important thing now is not to wear the upper on the appearance. Once you wear the upper, it is the target.

Although the village is almost isolated from the world, it is easy for every villager to recognize outsiders who are not in his own village. A glance is enough.

However, at least it will not make people feel that foreigners have suddenly appeared in this village.

foreigners?

Qin Fei thought it was funny. When he was at home, he always liked to call foreigners. Now he has become a foreigner here.

Fortunately, the beard is still there.

Qin Fei breathed a sigh of relief. The FSB makeup artist is still up to standard. If his beard suddenly falls off at this critical moment, what a strange and dangerous thing.

"He's staring at us..." Mister couldn't help whispering, "we've been found..."

"Speak less and no one will treat you as a mute..." Qin Fei really wanted to find a needle and a roll of thread to sew up the mouth of the big stallion now.

It's windy in the mountains.

When the cold wind blows, it is like a knife gently scratching on the face, with a tingling feeling and a slight sense of paralysis.

Qin Fei felt that his face must be wooden now, but it must not be frozen, but caused by tension.

No one can really relax.

It's bragging to say you're not nervous.

Now the three are like walking on the blade of a knife. There is an abyss of fire on both sides. If they fall, they will die.

Although death is not so terrible, it's really unfair to die here and in the hands of the villagers!

The sound of sweeping snow stopped.

The old man with a white beard frowned and looked at the three strange guys walking along the village road with strange and surprised eyes. They were all wearing jeans and down jackets. In this village, most people were wearing jackets. Down jackets are a fashionable game here.

What's more, the most surprising thing for the old man is that these three people are not from the village. He has lived here all his life. He has never seen these three guys or even heard of any family with such three relatives.

Qin Fei, Yushchenko and Mister walked along the road in front of the old man without looking at the old man.

Qin Fei was relieved that he didn't see any extreme reaction from the old man.

But things are far from over.

Just before Qin Fei could breathe, a donkey cart came up, which was full of forage.

A fat woman with a scarf covering her hair sat on the frame of the donkey cart and skillfully beat the animal's ass with a rope to make it walk faster.

The fat woman may be in her early thirties, but she's not very old.

Three handsome men walked by, and her eyes were naturally attracted.

"Which family are you from?"

She smiled and greeted in Ingushetia.

Qin Fei's forehead immediately burst into a cold sweat.

I didn't understand what the woman was talking about.

He couldn't ask Yushchenko. He could only look up at the fat woman, then smiled with a silly expression, nodded to the fat woman, and said "Oh" vaguely in his mouth.

"Which one of you? Do you want me to take you out? The snow is very thick and it's hard to walk!"

The fat woman stopped the donkey and stopped on the road, eager to be a good man.

It's no wonder that in this mountainous area, young men are either drunkards or soldiers of illegal armed forces. They are better looking and have already left the city to make a living. The rest are middle-aged uncles and minors like ham. They really don't have much chance to see a few attractive men.

Fat woman will seize the opportunity.

"Thank you. We are relatives of Ham's family. We came last night. Now we have something urgent to go back to the city. Our car is outside. We don't need your help."

Yushchenko suddenly spoke. He was fluent in Ingushetia!

Qin Fei was shocked and suddenly remembered that this guy himself was an agent stationed in the Caucasus. It is estimated that he studied Ingushetia at school. Otherwise, how can he access some original materials here?

His wild heart finally settled down a little.

The fat woman seemed disappointed with the game and returned to her donkey cart.

One wave is not flat, another wave rises.

Before Qin Fei could breathe a sigh of relief, three middle-aged people carrying farm tools suddenly came face to face, talking and laughing, walking towards this side.

Ham's house is in the most remote part of the village, so it's equivalent to walking through the whole village from his house to the entrance of the village.

The three middle-aged people seemed to notice Qin Fei and others coming face to face. They were talking and laughing. At this time, they suddenly calmed down and slowed down.

Qin Fei and other three people can only harden their scalp and walk forward with those confused eyes.

In a short distance of more than 20 meters, Qin Fei seemed to have walked more than 20 kilometers.

They finally passed the middle-aged man and walked more than ten meters.

Safe

Qin Fei glanced around and didn't seem to see anyone in front.

The old man who swept the snow came out of his yard and suddenly shouted to the middle-aged man and the fat woman sitting in the donkey cart, "those three! They seem to be soldiers!"

The old man's words are of course nothing to Qin Fei and mister, because they can't understand.

However, Yushchenko's heart exploded because he could understand Ingushetia.

"Run!"

"What!?" Mister said blankly, "didn't you say don't run?"

"They see through us!" Yushchenko said, jerked out his pistol and immediately leaned against the nearby courtyard wall.

In case of gunfight, the courtyard wall is the most ideal hiding position.

Qin Fei and Mister didn't think any more. There was only one sound in their hearts, echoing like a ringing copper bell——

Exposed!

Exposed!