Mercenary War

It was near the afternoon of work in the afternoon, and Baskov returned to his office.

Working in the Russian Federal Security Service, the affairs are always very busy, and in the recent period of time Russia has faced too many problems, and the internal and external difficulties have made Baskov, the Federal Security Administration’s executives, even more busy. Ground.

Just ending a very important meeting, Baskov only felt exhausted, but he was still very early from the break, he still has a lot to deal with.

The assistant put a cup of coffee on Bassoff’s desk and whispered: “Your coffee.”

Baskov nodded and said: “Take the report today.”

The assistant took a file and then he put a newspaper on a thick stack of documents. After doing all this, he quietly left the office of the Minister of Frontier Security and Security.

When Baskov is very tired, he will start with a cup of coffee and start working. When he is drinking coffee, he usually wants to read the newspaper.

Although reading the newspaper was a matter of the morning, Baskov was postponed to a very important meeting in the early hours of the morning and postponed the process until the afternoon.

Opening the newspaper, Baskov took a sip of coffee and then began to carefully browse the advertisement. After watching it for a while, just when he picked up another cup of coffee again, his vision solidified, and then the coffee cup from his The hand fell and spilled on his desk.

Without going to manage the coffee on the table, Baskov stood up. His face was frightened. After carefully reading the newspaper again, he lost his voice: “Oh no, this is impossible!”

The assistant heard the voice ran in and looked at Baskov’s shocked and panicked expression. He didn’t dare to speak. But quickly came to the side of Baskov.

“Go out!”

Like a word squeezed out of his teeth, after his departure, Basquef left his office immediately.

I ignored the coffee on the table and the documents that were wet. Baskov just looked at the ad.

Although considered to be a traitor to the Black Devil, although it is one of the few black devils who choose to continue to work for Russia. But Baskov himself knows that he has never been a traitor. He just doesn’t want to be like other teammates. He chooses to retire to the life of ordinary people at the age of glory. That’s all.

Baskov does not feel that he is a traitor, but he knows what that advertising means.

When this advertisement appears, it means that the black devil is going to be born again.

That horrible, daunting. The omnipotent black devil.

Most of all, Baskov knows that when the black devils rejoin, they want to reproduce the Soviet Union. When the Black Devils are forced to disband, this is the only goal they set for this assembly order.

Although he firmly believes that the Soviet Union has become a complete term, Baskov knows his teammates, how strong those former teammates are, they can’t bring back to the Soviet Union, but they can mess up Russia.

Baskov stayed in the KGB and is still in the high position. He didn’t want to sell those former teammates, but he didn’t want these former teammates to destroy Russia.

Baskov is really contradictory. Very contradictory.

“If you want to make a big deal, you have to make a big deal!”

Baskov was a little scared. In the current predicament of Russia, he was worried that some people in the black devil would be tempted by what Russian hostile forces, so when the black devil was to be born again, his first reaction was The dead black devil died in the bud.

Baskov dropped the newspaper and picked up the telephone microphone on his desk with one hand and placed it on the button. But when he pressed his hand, he was hesitant.

If you call the phone out. He really became a traitor to the black devil, never turning over. The real traitor.

From the position he held, Baskov must not allow the Dark Devil to be born again.

But remembering the black devil, Baskov was a rare hesitation. He just didn’t want to be accompanied by the black devil and was swept into the dust of history, but he really didn’t want to be a traitor.

Baskov looked at the newspaper again. He read the newspaper every day. It was because he had illusions at the beginning. He hoped to see the call for the rebirth of the black devil from the newspaper, but now he has become a habit of reading newspapers. But he doesn’t want to join the black devil anymore, because time can change one person.

Baskov bit his teeth and took a number, but he immediately hanged up the microphone, then he held his head in his hands and stared at the pain of the newspaper.

After a long struggle, Baskov finally picked up the newspaper again, and then he picked up the phone from his pocket and dialed it out according to the phone in the newspaper.

The phone was quickly connected, and when the opposite came, he heard it. Baskov listened. It was the voice of Pavlovic, a teammate who was not very good with him.

Finally, Baskov spoke up. He whispered: “You are Pavlovic? I am Baskov.”

“Baskov? Are you still reading the newspaper? I thought you only have time to read the work report. Well, it was discovered by you. This is expected. Now I want to ask you, you are planning to put We all grab or kill, or want to join us, let me guess, will not be the latter? You are now a big man in the high position.”

Listening to the slightly hostile and ironic words, Baskov’s emotions are not even undulating. He has become accustomed to being misunderstood by his former teammates. The most crucial thing is that he has always been like a rock.

“What are you going to do.”

Baskov finally asked him the question he was most concerned about. If Pavlovic said that he would subvert Russia, he would not hesitate to take it and use all the power he had to take all the former teammates.

Pavlovic sighed and whispered: “It was not the original goal. The black devil’s assembly order was issued by me. I want to find some helpers to do a big thing. I want to do not Russia, the Soviet Union. Not coming, I know this very well, so you don’t have to worry too much.”

Baskov whispered: “How do you prove it?”

Pavlovic smiled and said: “I can’t prove anything. I just want to seize the opportunity to do something big together before the old can’t move. Recreating the Soviet Union is not our goal. We just want to die on the battlefield. Also, I want to tell you that Jacobin is back, he called me and he will continue to lead us.”

Baskov stood up again and lost his voice: “The captain is back?”

Pavlovic said: “Yes, our captain is back, still on the road, just starting, but he will come!”

Baskov had a long sigh of relief, then he whispered: “I will not join you, but I will not set any obstacles, let the black devil reborn, and help me to tell the captain, I miss very much. He, Pavlovic, no matter what you want to do, don’t tarnish the name of the black devil. If there is anything, call this number to me, I will not join you, but I am always a member of the black devil, Ula! Black devil!”

Hanging up the phone, Basquef, who was sitting down again, burst into tears.

Baskov always knew where Jacobin was, he always knew, but he never thought about going to see Jacobin, the captain who respected him.

In the nursing home, Jacobin is just an old man, an ordinary old man. Baskov does not want to see a dead old man in the nursing home, and then associates him with the omnipotent captain in his mind.

Moreover, Baskov knows that the captain he has always respected will not want to see him.

But now it is different, Jacobin, the captain of the black devil, the real black devil came out of the nursing home.

Jacobin, who walked out of the nursing home, was the real Jacobin. The black devil who walked out of the nursing home was the real black devil.

Leaving the nursing home, Jacobin was the black devil captain who had trembled around the world, whether he was eighty-four or forty-eight.

Baskov had always thought that the most admired captain of his life would die in the nursing home. Now, knowing that his former captain had walked out of the nursing home, Baskov suddenly wanted to laugh.

Although it is a pity that he can’t join the black devil, Basque is really happy to see the black devil reborn, especially the rebirth after the return of the black devil’s soul, so he suddenly shouted: “Give me a cigar! Come Glass of wine! Don’t want wine, give me vodka! Then wipe my desk clean!” (To be continued.)

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