The companions nodded and added some on the basis of my proposal. Jin Lihua spoke Japanese very well. She used to perform killer tasks and often disguised as a Japanese woman as identity cover. Therefore, in addition to investigating the local Korean circle, she can also go to the place where the Japanese gather to fight and control.

Sanmei will collect information from the network through some hacker means, including tracking the police station's investigation of the shooting last night. After all, it is much more convenient than us to have a large number of police and a formal identity to investigate the case.

Ivan will go to some well-informed people like "gangster inquiry" and see if he can buy some useful information. After all, the KGB has been disbanded for more than 20 years. Although the skinny camel is bigger than the donkey, it is no longer as terrible as the famous one.

Among these three people, Jinlihua deals with ordinary people and pretends to be a compatriot. Sanmei is safer. Just stay in the hotel, invade the router and make a "broiler" for some lax Internet machines. Most of the people Ivan wants to contact are bad elements such as intelligence brokers or retired spies, which are difficult to deal with and have the highest risk factor, so I work with him.

Since I joined the company in Yunnan to help the border police fight drugs, I know that intelligence collection is far more time-consuming and laborious than shooting and fighting. It is likely that a five minute surprise arrest operation will take months or even a year to prepare. At that time, I was still happy. I was holding a gun and other orders, and then rushed up to catch and rescue the front-line combatants. I didn't expect that people can't really count God. It really makes me a little depressed to start this kind of business after I retired from the army, but I have to help people to the end, and I can't shrink back halfway.

In this way, we were busy separately for more than ten days. The autumn in Moscow is relatively short. I don't realize that the pace of winter has been accompanied by a cooling and snowfall to patronize this historic city. The climate here is a bit like the northeast, but it's much colder than the northeast, so I'm still more adapted.

Ivan met several different "informants" a few days ago, but these are small fish and shrimps. Only when they see that they are trying to connect us can they come into contact with the person who really has something of value, that is, we went to see this one today. According to Ivan, they took the initiative to come to the door to say they have information. We drove out of the city not far away. It seemed that we were watched behind and turned several corners before we got rid of it. Ivan guessed that it might be the small arms dealer who wanted to eat black and swallow our gun money a few days ago, but he didn't have time to pay attention to them for the time being. Ivan looked at the appointment time and went straight to the appointment place.

With the creaking sound of the wheels rolling over the snow, Ivan and I came to a rare forest outside the city. It is said that there was a fierce battle between the German mechanized troops and a group army of the Soviet Red Army. Finally, the German tanks failed to break through the blood and flesh defense line of the Soviet army. The hills, once barren by artillery fire, are now covered with all kinds of cold resistant trees. The green pine needles are covered with fresh snow, and the branches are pressed into an arc. If they hit the trunk, they will fall down in large pieces.

I found a small slope with snow on the leeward side. I took out my large-size winter jacket and put it on my body. I stuffed a lot of snow between the two layers of clothes. This is to prevent the other party from being equipped with thermal imaging. I didn't bring a professional anti infrared camouflage blanket. I can only use this earth method to reduce my infrared characteristics. After wearing his hat, he wrapped his head in a cloth bag full of snow, and then found a place to put up the svds on the hillside.

Stare at the open land under the hillside with a sight. The terrain here is a high hillside on both sides and a flat land in the middle. There is a small river bending through the open land. At present, it is still flowing. However, in this weather, it will be frozen into an ice rink for children overnight by a cold current.

"Coming." I saw Ivan's informant in the telescope and informed him by radio that in order to facilitate contact, we bought several civilian Motorola products, which are generally used by donkey friends on field trips. The quality is good, but the disadvantage is that they are easy to be monitored.

Ivan walked up to the visitor, and the two began to communicate in Russian. The more he said, the louder Ivan's voice was and the worse his tone was. At the same time, he pretended to tidy up his clothes and flicked his finger on the radio microphone a few times, which was the signal that we had agreed to talk in advance.

Immediately I locked the informant with a sniper gun in case he suddenly pulled out his gun and opened fire. But when I locked the informant's chest from the side, I clearly saw his hand at an angle that Ivan couldn't see, and sent a signal behind him.

"Shit, the other party also has people and horses." I immediately slowly turned my sight and began to look for the other party's ambush on the opposite hillside.

After adjusting the magnification of the sight and searching carefully for a while, I saw the reflective point of the optical sight on the opposite hillside, reflecting the sunlight flashing there. Ignoring the radio to inform Ivan, I immediately pulled the trigger. I believe that as soon as the gun rings, as long as it's not a fool, I'll turn around and run away.

Without careful aiming and being unfamiliar with the trajectory of the new gun, this gun only knocked out a small section of pine branches. Several guys dressed in snow camouflage immediately jumped up on the opposite hillside and swept at me with automatic rifles. The lethality and range of AK series rifles are really not covered. Bullets came to the woods where I was hiding like a wind. The snow and broken branches on the trees fell down, and my sight was in a mess immediately. If there is anything more helpless than a person facing many enemies, it is that you have to harden your head and shoot suppressive shots in order to protect your companions. Fortunately, the sniper gun has a great advantage at this distance. I can not only save my life, but also win Ivan some valuable escape time.

Ivan wrestled with his negotiators when the gun rang, but the tall Ivan quickly picked up the other party and fell out, and then turned around and ran back under the cover of my sniper fire. After the meeting, Ivan pulled the ak-74m out of my bag. They fought and withdrew, trying to drive away before the other party surrounded us.

But before we ran to the car along the woods, the civilian Volga was detonated by the other party with armor piercing incendiary bombs. We had to walk along the woods, thinking that we had to get a bulletproof car next time to dare to come to this occasion.

The roads here are built around the ups and downs of the mountain. We ran straight through the woods, followed by several times our enemies. Half of the pursuers got on the car and went around to block us. The other four or five people chased us on foot. In this newly snowed tree, it is too difficult to get rid of so many pursuers.

Although Ivan relied on his shooting skills, I had a long range and fired continuously, which made several people on the other side win the lottery. But the other party chased him like he didn't want to die. It's reasonable to say that he didn't have a deep relationship with these people. It's like we killed our father and robbed our wife.

"I'll cover you and withdraw first. I'm a scout. Running away is my strength. They shouldn't catch me." I said to Ivan.

"No, your wife is so powerful. If she knew I left you and ran away, she would have to kill me. Besides, I'm not such an ungrateful person." Ivan turned back and shot a few points to suppress the other party and said to me.

"You forced me to tell the truth, didn't you? Frankly, if you were not a logistics fool holding me back, I would have killed them all by using the terrain." I put away the submachine gun with all the bullets and put on the trigger of svds one shot at a time.

At this time, we were close to the road on the other side of the forest. In front of us, there were bursts of gunfire. After listening carefully for a few times, we found that it seemed that two groups of people and horses were exchanging fire, and the sound of automatic rifles rang.

"What's the matter? Your wife and the kimchi eater came to meet us?" Ivan asked.

"No way, there are only two of them. They can't make such a big noise," I said, trying to run in the direction of the exchange of fire.

Climb to the ridge and look down. The two groups exchanged fire across a section of highway. One of them is the pursuer. Ivan on the other side looked for a long time and recognized that an arms dealer wrapped in gauze was wounded by Jinlihua last month. It seems that they gathered people to seek revenge. We just got rid of them in the mountain ring road here. Now they followed up again. When the pursuers saw several of their cars, they thought they were coming to meet Ivan and me. There were desperate murderers on both sides and they were thinking of killing people. Somehow, they picked up the guys and started shooting at each other.

Taking advantage of the muddy water, Ivan and I shot down several people guarding the roadside to shoot, grabbed a car and ran away. The two groups of people who exchanged fire in the back also realized that it was wrong, shot a few shots and retreated.

"Did you succeed with all this effort?" I asked as I increased the throttle to the maximum.

"Well, I stuck under his collar in the scuffle just now," Ivan said, throwing the gun to the back seat, turning on his laptop from his backpack and staring at a small red dot on the computer screen.

What Ivan just pasted on each other's collar was the latest patch tracker provided to us by shopkeeper Qian in the United States. It is the size of the nail cap and adopts the principle of special crystal resonance. It can be scanned and tracked by satellites with specific wavelengths within 24 hours. It was originally pasted on the Zhutian Kunlun crossbow to prevent loss. Unexpectedly, it has played a role here. It seems that many things are "standing is more important."

The car with bullet holes was burned in a place where no one was there. We changed a taxi and went back to the hotel. Sanmei changed our looks. I wore a fake long hair cover and dressed like a guitar. Ivan wore a layer of brown skin on his face, neck and hands and dressed up as a tourist. Jin Lihua used to know a lot about this when she was a killer. There was a kind of communication between the two people about Yi Rong makeup. There were so many topics between women.

It was easy. When it was dark, the four of us drove quietly close to the location displayed by the tracker. This time, it was a small villa with a single family and a garden. It seems that the life of informants is better than that of spies. Generally speaking, spies should keep a low profile and dare not show off their money.

At this time, it was completely dark, and we crept in from behind the villa. The two-story building is equipped with multi angle cameras and alarms. Jin Lihua once again shows how the first-class killer worked. She uses a mirror to fold back the light of the alarm, and looks at the rotation angle of the camera like a flexible cat. After shooting synchronously with the camera with DV, Expand the DV screen and wrap it in front of the camera with tape, so that the camera rotates with the DV, and we don't have to worry about being found when we pass.

Four people quietly posted to a corner of the second floor building, secretly looked in from the window and found that only two people dressed as bodyguards were on duty. From a room on the second floor, there was a constant sound of beating people.

Ivan held me in his hands, then Jinlihua stepped on my shoulder, and the three took a personal ladder.