World War I

Chapter 151 Something big is going to happen
"That was a terrible military operation, bar none, wouldn't you say?"

The next day, a man walked into Luo Ye's office with a swagger.

"Ah, Colonel Clay Hoover, what a rare visitor!"

Luo Ye stepped forward and gave him a warm hug. This man was none other than Colonel Clay Hoover, who was in charge of Andrei's mobilization of 800 troops more than two months ago, the favorite general of Zyuganov, commander of the Siberian Military District, and the commander of the Seventh Army's direct guard battalion.

That time, the search team wandered in the forest for so many days, and the complaining Clay Hoover actually hooked up with Luo Ye.

"I really hate to see you. I hope we don't have to go through so much trouble this time. The Americans are using us like wolfhounds. I really want to beat those bastards to a pulp."

"Please sit down. You are not here to arrest anyone on the orders of Mr. Andrei from the Russian Investigative Committee. How can the Americans have the authority to command you?"

"Bah, that's a dirty deal! What a bullshit super soldier! Wouldn't the American FBI send someone to catch him themselves?"

Clay Hoover has the same build as Turgenev, but he speaks in a down-to-earth manner and is not arrogant. Luo Ye likes him like this, the Russian version of the Black Tornado.

"That's because Americans don't have that ability, only you do."

"Stop flattering me, Luo Ye. You can't be a good police officer if you flatter me. Where's your aunt?"

"I'm going out to check the household registration. Do you want to see her?"

"Don't think too much. I'm married, but I won't be your uncle. What about the SWAT captain?"

"We were changing the gauze at the hospital. The helicopter crashed while trying to catch Mark. The director is trying to figure out how to get us to pay for it."

"You're talking about the fat director, right?"

"Yes, it's him. Why aren't you wearing a military uniform? You look like a nouveau riche."

Clay Hoover straightened his black shirt. "I wish I could have a blast. I could have if I were brave enough. You're a good kid. Even Andre admires you. He says you can be a prophet in the future."

Clay Hoover's jawbone protruded too much. Luo Ye felt that he couldn't wear black clothes, as it showed signs of reversion to ancient times.

"Mr. Andre was joking."

"But you're the only one who can hurt the Mammoth, you can do it!"

"Colonel, why do you seem to be so fond of polite words? Capturing a super soldier is a serious matter. What do you need me to do and how can I cooperate? Just tell me directly. I will fully cooperate!"

"Bo La Qi!"

This is a swear word, which sounds like "6Tb我靠" and when used together with "苏卡布列", it means "MLGB".

"Luo Ye, it's not you who cooperates with me, it's me who cooperates with you. It's Andre's order, damn Andre."

Luo Ye chuckled, "Colonel, his orders are his orders. I'm just a small sheriff, how many men do I have? The entire town police station, including me, only has seven male police officers. No, there are only five left now. One officer died in the line of duty, and Mark has become a fugitive. How many do you have? 800 people. Of course I will cooperate with you. Come, have some tea, have some tea."

Luo Ye served the tea respectfully.

"You're so sensible. No wonder Andre admires you."

"Whether or not I can capture the super soldier isn't important to me personally. What's important is the safety of Chris, the hostage from our police station. We must rescue her, Colonel. I'm counting on you."

"I heard that you have a special relationship with your subordinates——"

After he said that, he winked at Luo Ye.

"Admit it, I slept with her. I won't hide it."

Clay Hoover twirled the cup in his hand. "I like your straightforwardness, but I'm telling you, I can't guarantee this. Andre's instructions to me were to catch this American freak who crossed the border at all costs. He didn't mention Chris, the policewoman."

"So, I'm asking you to help Chris out with someone else. After that—"

Clay Hoover's cup paused in his hand.

"Luo Ye, you want to bribe me, right?"

"What are you talking about? I regard you as my idol."

"Hahahaha, don't worry, I will save everyone I can. I'm here waiting for a call. I need the specific handover location. As long as I know the location, he can't escape." "General, don't be careless--"

Luo Ye recounted the entire case in detail. "He's here to cause trouble, so he must have taken precautions. The agreed location for handing over the person and the money might change at any time. How could your troops react so quickly and set up a trap in time?"

"This requires your wisdom. You must determine the exact place where you will meet him."

"this--"

"This is Mr. Andrei's order. His order is the order of the Russian Investigative Committee. If it goes wrong, we will all suffer."

"Then I'll do my best."

"No, I need to make sure. My troops are dressed as ordinary people and are on standby. When will he call?"

"Tonight at the earliest."

"Okay, go ahead and do your thing. I'm going out for a walk. You don't have to accompany me. See you in the evening."

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Luo Ye's police car drove into the Kursk Town Public Hospital. The guard looked at the license plate and shook his head.

In Dr. Aya's office, Turgenev had just changed his medicine.

"Where's the tigress?"

"I'm on rounds, why are you here?"

"Commander Clay Hoover is here."

"He's here, he's here. Why is there so much fuss about using an army to arrest one person? He's not Product Number One."

"Your hand bones are broken. You'd better keep a low profile. How do you feel? I'm talking about your hand."

"The operation went well. It's a minor injury and will heal soon. It's a pity—"

"Don't feel bad. You can still join the operation to capture that guy. Who are you? A SWAT captain. You're not going to leave the front line even if you're only slightly injured. Now, there's something. Clay Hoover wants us to determine the transaction location. Only by determining the transaction location can Clay Hoover set a trap and capture him. I'm undecided. Do you have any good ideas?"

Turgenev thought for a moment and said, "What is that guy's biggest weakness?"

"That's crazy, I think."

"We're on the same page. You're overthinking it. He'll decide the location, and you just need to tell Clay Hoover. And delay a little so he has time to prepare."

"So simple?"

"In one respect, he and I are of the same kind. You saw the tragic state of the base. The Hellfire SWAT team was almost wiped out."

Luo Ye nodded thoughtfully.

"But if this arrest fails, it will be almost impossible to catch him again in the future."

Luo Ye nodded again.

"With such a big commotion, do you think the FBI in the United States will get involved?"

"You'll have to ask that old fox Andre about that. Let's go and take a walk around the streets. The air in the hospital is not good."

When the police car left the hospital and passed by the town church, the priest standing at the church door suddenly waved at them.

"Hello, officers. Nothing else to do. I just want to chat with you."

"I thought the priest was in some trouble and wanted to call the police. What were they talking about?"

Luo Ye rolled down the car window, rested his hand on the window sill, and asked with a smile. "Something's going to happen. Something big is going to happen. Something big is going to happen to this town. The sky is dark and the disaster is about to happen."

(End of this chapter)