You don't even want to call me godfather

The three girls in front of them were the smallest military team that Alisa had promised Koshei before.

Koshe frowned slightly. Now that he looked closely, he was able to see their appearance clearly.

He couldn't help but wonder if the combined ages of these three girls were 40.

But the grenade launcher behind them is a real and powerful thing.

"I've never been a soldier, so don't address me as sir..."

He said the same words as he had said to Abr Khan.

"Yes, sir."

But it seemed that Alina didn't listen.

Koshe noticed that the two girls other than Alina seemed a little restrained, and he was sure that it was Talina and Sonia who had been arguing with the gang members earlier.

It must be said that he was courageous enough to argue with someone at gunpoint, but what Koshei was most optimistic about was Alina, who did not argue with the gang members but only talked to him.

From this, he was able to know who the backbone of this team was.

"Since you are a military team sent by Duke Alisa to be stationed in Syracuse, your accommodation should be the priority," Koshei straightened his back, looked down at the three girls in front of him, and asked, "Where did you live when you were in Ursus before?"

"Report to the commander," Alina responded again, "Talina, Sonia, and I are triplets. After we joined the army together, we have been living in the barracks and have never gone out."

"Where are your parents?"

Koshe continued to ask.

"Report!" Seeing Alina being so active, Talina seemed to relax a little and raised her hand to answer. After Koshe nodded, she said, "We came from an orphanage. I heard from the director that our parents seemed to be war heroes in Ursus."

A soldier's orphan?

Koshe couldn't help but raise her head slightly. As the descendants of war heroes, they deserved a better life instead of being taken from the welfare home and incorporated into the army.

"Okay, I understand the general situation," he said after a long while, "I will arrange housing for you near the training range in Syracuse. See if it's feasible."

"As long as it's the order of the commander."

At this point, Sonia, who had never spoken in front of Koshe, also spoke.

Koshe turned around, waved to the cadre who had brought him here earlier, called him over, and said something to him.

A moment later, the cadres arrived at the entry point in a vehicle carrying supplies.

Koshe stepped forward, opened the carriage, and pulled down the ladder.

"Take your equipment and get in the car. I'll take you to where you'll be staying."

……

About half an hour later, Koshei and others arrived at the Cascade family's training ground.

Ou Ya was training his gang members here as usual. The transport truck passed by the site and drove to a facility.

This is the shooting range that was newly built some time ago. Koshei led Alina and others into the shooting range. After passing through a not-so-long corridor, they entered the preparation room.

There are some firearms hanging on the wall of the preparation room, and on the other side are dozens of password cabinets for storing items.

After greeting the guard at the door, Koshe led the three girls into the training range.

"boom!"

The sound of gunfire reached the ears of several people, and Koshe walked through one cubicle after another, heading straight towards two figures.

"How many bullets are left in the gun?"

The two people seemed to be Abel Khan and Gui'er. At this time, Abel Khan was supervising Gui'er in target shooting training.

"Three more rounds!"

The two wore shockproof headphones. Gui'er held a pistol, aiming at a target several dozen meters ahead, ready to shoot at any time.

"Very good, Gui'er." Abraham seemed to sense someone behind him. He turned around and saw Koshei, so he took off his headphones. "Godfather? Why are you here?"

"I have a few people here who need you to settle down," Koshe introduced the three girls behind him to Abraham, "Alina, Talina, Sonia, strategic soldiers of the Ursus Heavy Force, and will be stationed in Syracuse for a long time."

"Gui'er, calculate the shooting results just now, remove the magazine, and empty the chamber."

Abraham nodded and turned to speak to Guier.

"Yes."

Gui'er understood, she took off her headphones, ejected the bullets, put away the pistol, and left the cubicle.

Only Abraham, Koshei and others were left here.

Chapter 36 Departure to Columbia

"Jingle Bell……"

Loft was flipping through the records of eyewitness testimonies when his cell phone vibrated in his pocket.

He took out his cell phone, answered the call, and continued to hold the paper in one hand while putting the phone to his ear with the other.

"Hello? Ah... it's mom. I'm at work right now. What can I do for you?"

Loft said so.

"You shouldn't answer 'What can I do for you', Loft," an old voice said on the other end of the line. "When can you come home?"

"I've been very busy with work lately. I'll go back to see you and dad if I have time."

Loft replied nonchalantly, searching carefully for useful information in the records.

"Work? Is being with a group of people doing illegal things considered work? If you don't want to go back to Columbia, just say so, but at least don't get too entangled with the Cascade family. This is the only hope your father and I have for you."

Loft's mother said a little anxiously.

"Mom... let's talk about this later. You know, I've lived in Syracuse for decades. I can't just go back to Colombia."

"Will you be too busy working for that family to come back?" But it was obvious that Loft's mother was not going to let her off so easily. "I'm not angry about what happened in the past, so come back soon!"

With a slight sigh, Loft held the phone away, glanced at the screen, and said to his mother, "Mom, I have a line connected here. I'll call you later."

"Wait a moment..."

Before his mother could say anything more, Loft hung up.

"Hello? This is Loft."

"Loft...it's me...Jose..."

He answered the incoming call, and after hearing the other end's voice, he stood up suddenly, his eyes widened in disbelief.

……

"Looking for accommodation for them near the shooting range?" Abraham sat on the sofa in the shooting range's lounge. He looked at the three girls and stroked his chin with his fingers. "Of course, no problem. Gui'er and I also live nearby now. It's convenient for us to come here when we want to train."

"Then the accommodation of these three girls will be left to you," Koshei sat opposite Abraham and nodded with satisfaction. He glanced at the closed door of the lounge and asked Abraham, "Guier, how is she doing?"

"Gui'er seems to be in a low mood, probably because she was scolded by you, Godfather. But she is much happier when she is with Garuda," Abraham shrugged and put his arms on the back of the sofa. "Sometimes giving her something to do can change her mood, so I brought her here to shoot."

"Well, I see. It seems that you have thought it through very carefully." Koshe sighed and looked directly into Abraham's eyes. "Thank you for your help with the Garuda matter."

"No, Godfather," Abraham smiled, as if he felt a little helpless about Koshe's serious attitude. "I asked to take on the responsibility of Garuda. Besides, it was Gui'er who stayed by her side the whole time, so I didn't have much contact with Garuda."

"I still cannot trust Garuda right now," Koshei lowered his voice and moved closer to Abraham. "At least keep an eye on her for now. I will probably have to go to Columbia soon, and I may need you to go with me then, Abraham."

"If Godfather needs me, then of course I will go with him," Abraham nodded and said, "Gui'er is not a child anymore. She can take care of herself even if I'm not here."

As soon as Abrhan finished speaking, Koshei's cell phone rang.

He stood up, checked the caller ID on the screen, and exchanged glances with Abrhan.

"Hello, Loft, it's me."

Koshe answered the phone, and as he listened to Loft's slightly anxious words, his expression gradually became serious.

"Okay, I already know the situation. I'll send you a few names via text message. Please help me contact them and tell them about this. Then have them get ready and meet at my house in the evening."

After a long time, Koshe hung up the phone and wrote a few names in the input box. He had anticipated the people he would need when he went to Colombia a long time ago.

Vina, Luca Sheffield.

He sent both names.

Of course, he couldn't just need these two people, there were two others, but he could contact them himself.

"Abrakhan, maybe we have to put the things on hand aside for now," Koshe turned off the screen, put the phone in his pocket, and said to Abrakhan, "The three girls from the heavy armored unit will be taken care of by Gui'er for the time being. Our advance team in Colombia has called back. Go back and prepare. We will set off tonight for Colombia."

"Yes, Godfather."

The first is Abraham, a man who is quite capable both in doing things and in fighting.

The second is Silk Cicada, a person capable of dealing with emergencies.

……

Koshe returned to the mansion alone, opened the door with the key and walked into the house.

"Koshei, you're back?" At home, Sichan had just finished cooking and was bringing the food to the table. Seeing Koshei coming home, she took off her apron, trotted over to him, took his coat, and hung it on the hanger. "Lunch is ready, Koshei, come and eat with us."

Koshe's gaze passed over Sichan's shoulder and fell on Elizaveta who was already sitting at the dining table.

He shifted his gaze back and looked at Sichan's eager eyes. His lips opened slightly, then closed again, as if he was about to say something.

"OK, all right."

Finally, he decided not to break the atmosphere.

At the dinner table, Sichan was basically talking to Koshe the whole time. It seemed that her relationship with Elizaveta had not yet eased. Perhaps it was because of the quarrel yesterday, which led to a not very friendly atmosphere between the two.

From this perspective, it seems like putting the cart before the horse.

But Koshei isn't worried.

There were some unpleasant conflicts between Destiny and Lapland in the past, but they soon reconciled and became best friends of the same sex.

If that hadn't happened...

Thinking of this, Koshe couldn't help but exert a little force on the fingers holding the knife and fork.

"Click."

The next moment, several tiny cracks suddenly appeared on the tableware, and then it broke.

The broken knife and fork fell on the table, causing Si Chan, who was still talking nonstop, to shut up immediately, and Elizaveta also stopped stuffing food into her mouth.

After a moment of silence, Koshei silently put down the remaining cutlery in his hand.

"It seems that the quality of this set of tableware is a little unsatisfactory. Maybe I have to buy a different brand in the future."

He simply stopped eating, picked up a tissue and wiped the corners of his mouth, trying to get away with it with a calm attitude.

"Ah...ah, yes," Sichan quickly recovered and laughed along with Koshei, "As Koshei's personal maid, I'll take care of the procurement."

The three of them tacitly pretended that this incident had never happened, but Sichan and Elizaveta were not fools. How could a family like Koshe buy inferior tableware?

So the problem must be with him.

Koshe himself thought so too.

After lunch, Elizaveta sat on the sofa in the living room looking at her phone, while Sichan was washing dishes in the kitchen.

But both of them were absent-minded, and from time to time they glanced at Koshe who was sitting in a daze on the other side of the sofa.

"Silchan, Elizaveta, both of you come here for a moment."

As if he noticed the gazes of the two people, after Sichan finished washing the dishes, Koshe raised his head and greeted them.

A moment later, Sichan and Elizaveta sat side by side on the sofa, and Koshe sat opposite them. He took out his mobile phone to check the time, then placed it on the coffee table with the screen facing down.

"There is something that happened suddenly, so I want to discuss it with you."

Koshe's eyes moved back and forth between Sichan and Elizaveta, and seeing that both of them looked well-behaved, he continued to speak.

"I think you all know that Syracuse was invaded by Colombia more than half a month ago," Koshei put his hands on his knees with his fingertips lightly touching each other, and bent his body slightly. "At that time, I sent a team to Colombia to scout the area in advance and collect intelligence, but after they left Syracuse, there was no news."

Seeing Koshe's serious attitude, Sichan and Elizaveta stopped thinking about what had just happened at the table and listened to him carefully.

"This morning, an old cadre in the family who was responsible for keeping in touch with them received a reply. Although the specific process is still unknown, they have now found a place to stay in Colombia." Koshe glanced at Sichan and noticed that she seemed to have something to say. He also knew what she wanted to say, but he just raised a hand and motioned her to wait. "The national sentiment of Syracuse has now stabilized, so I made a temporary decision and decided to leave tonight and go to Colombia."

"I'll go with you, Koshei," Sichan stood up immediately and volunteered when Koshei finally finished speaking. "Of course, I think you have already considered this."

"Yes, you are right, Sichan," Koshe nodded and turned his gaze to Elizaveta, "but the only thing I am worried about now is Elizaveta. Sichan was originally the maid I hired to take care of you, but now I need her to accompany me to Colombia. I can't take the risk of bringing you to Colombia, but it's not appropriate to leave you alone at home."