death of hope

Chapter 1085 "Psionic Storm" (158) The Rebel

Please welcome them!
A seasoned veteran of the 5-shovel JJ fighters, a seasoned guerrilla fighter, a GRU agent, and the head of the new Sapporo branch:
Nikolai Kamensky and Zh1 went on stage to play the accordion for everyone!

Before the host could finish speaking, enthusiastic applause and cheerful whistles erupted from the audience.

A memory lingers in my mind…

Eleven years ago, in the impoverished and harsh Transcarpathian base area, at a simple yet lively bonfire party...

Nikolai had forgotten what tune he played on that old accordion and who booed him, but he clearly remembered the best program of the night, the final act.

Host Elena Konenkova performed a Cossack knife dance in the final program, receiving the most applause and the most love letters.

Two months later, she was killed in the seventh "anti-encirclement and suppression" campaign. The Transcarpathian base area no longer existed, and the survivors were scattered to other departments of the organization.

Yelena has two young GRU agents under her command, two shrewd and capable Asian young soldiers;

Sniper Rimi Takiya and hacker Shuichi Ando were assigned to work in the perpetually understaffed Shin-Sapporo branch, and ten years passed in the blink of an eye.

It wasn't until he lost them that Nikolai realized they weren't just comrades; he had long regarded them as his own children, and a part of his soul had gone with them.

Zh1 sacrificed himself; the assassination failed. It wasn't due to poor planning or lack of ability, but rather because he was betrayed by a traitor. This is the only thing I cannot accept.

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At this moment, Nikolai walks in the center of New Sapporo, against the flow of panicked people.

Like salmon swimming upstream in a turbulent river, knowing full well what fate awaits them after spawning, they still relentlessly plunge upstream.

People kept bumping into his shoulder and stepping on his shoes. One person stumbled and almost fell, yelling at him, "You're going the wrong way, you idiot!"

Nikolai was sprayed in the face with spittle by the man. With his fiery temper, he should have cursed back and punched him, but he seemed not to hear it. His expression was numb and his eyes were vacant. He just continued to walk against the flow with stiff steps, driven by some inexplicable obsession.

Two hundred meters ahead was the senator's float, which was temporarily unable to leave the scene due to traffic congestion. Instead, troops were assembled to protect it, forming a tight encirclement like an iron barrel.
There were tanks and armored vehicles from the Federal Army Rapid Reaction Force, National Guard members in camouflage and helmets, rangers on horseback, mercenaries forming a shield wall with tactical shields, FBI agents in blue uniforms, and a large number of bodyguards in suits or civilian clothes.

"Fellow Zh1s... I'll be there to join you soon..."

Nicolai lit a cigarette, blew a smoke ring, and was about to rush over to fight when his shoulder was grabbed, and he heard panting breaths in his ear:
"Old man! Why did you leave the channel?! You're practically asking for death!" "Let go!"

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Nikolai tried to break free, but the hand wouldn't loosen its grip like an iron clamp. No wonder he was the "Sambo" champion, the organization's strongest fighter; he turned and glared at him, giving him a cold shoulder.
"Let go! Can't you understand human language!?"

Although Pavel Korchagin was a tough man, he was still just a big boy with a youthful spirit. At this moment, he was so upset that he was about to cry: "I'm sorry... I don't know... when Old Cui betrayed the organization..."

You said... I'm sorry...

Takiya and Ando, ​​they've been with me for ten years... You tell me... I'm sorry..."

"Old Cui must have had a reason for doing that... He's a GRU agent instructor..."

"What? You're still planning to defend those pointy ears?!"

"Do not…"

Paul gritted his teeth, raised his fist as if to swear an oath:

"I swear... if I encounter a traitor... I will personally execute him!"

"Heh... what's the point of saying all this now... Takiya and the others aren't coming back to life..."

Nikolai pulled out his bayonet and stabbed it into Paul's shoulder. Paul had no choice but to let him go and hurriedly pulled out his communicator to ask:
"Where's the monster?"

"They've taken the bait!"

"Come on, spicy! Don't rush me!"

Paul put down the communicator, heard the roar of engines, and saw the flashy, exaggerated headlights.

Two high-powered motorcycles modified by the biker gang approached each other at high speed. Sergei and Tonya twisted the throttle to the floor, and fireworks launched from the back of the motorcycles flew into the air and exploded into brilliant fireworks.

Further away, heavy footsteps sounded like an earthquake, and shadows appeared around the corners of skyscrapers.
The mutated behemoth, as large as a mountain of flesh, was drawn by the fireworks, howling and charging wildly towards the floats…