World nuclear peace starts with the creation of an umbrella company

Most of the buildings here are in typical Renaissance style and have a strong humanistic atmosphere.

Across the intersection, there is a pub called Ula.

Judging from the sign and decoration, this should be a nearly century-old tavern, very much in the style of the Russian Empire period.

There were few people in the pub. A blond-haired, blue-eyed waitress was wiping glasses at the counter. In front of her sat a middle-aged white man wearing a black jack suit.

This person had a lazy look on his face, swaying a glass of wine with ice in it, savoring it carefully...

Jingle Bell…

The wind chime hanging at the door rang softly, and the waitress almost subconsciously shouted, "Welcome."

The person who walked into the tavern was a tall white young man wearing a windbreaker. He was quite handsome, a typical handsome guy from the Wu Kingdom.

The waitress's eyes lit up and the smile on her pretty face became even brighter.

Sure enough, girls all act like this when they see handsome guys.

It’s pleasing to the eyes!

The white young man glanced at the tavern, and finally his eyes stopped at the middle-aged white man named Black Jack at the reception desk.

Then he smiled and walked over.

Obviously, the two men knew each other.

"Sir, what would you like to drink?"

The waitress cast a coquettish glance at the white young man, speaking in a coquettish tone.

"Vodka, some Baileys, and ice, please."

The white youth said casually, then sat down next to the middle-aged white man Black Jack.

"It's good to be young, drinking such strong liquor!" Black Jack, a middle-aged white man, glanced at the young man next to him and sighed.

Vodka paired with Baileys is an excellent way to go, because vodka with Baileys added not only retains the strong flavor of vodka, but also has the rich aroma of Baileys.

If someone who can't hold their liquor drinks it, they will have a headache the next day.

Because both of these are strong liquors, and strong liquor plus strong liquor will cause heartburn!

But for Soviet men who can't live without alcohol, that's no big deal.

Only after drinking can you have the fighting power.

"Poroshenko, don't act so old-fashioned. You are only thirty years old." The white young man patted Poroshenko on the shoulder and said with a smile.

"I suffered too many injuries when I was young. I just turned 30, but my body is already like that of a 40-year-old!" Poroshenko shook his head and said.

The price Poroshenko paid for being able to become a senior special agent and be in charge of an action team was that he was covered in bruises.

Senior agents at this age are basically past their prime.

I had to withdraw from the front line and move into management positions to give young people more room to display their talents.

"Don't think so much."

The white young man consoled her for a moment, then asked, "You didn't call me to chat about family matters, did you?"

"Markov, it's not convenient to talk here, let's go out for a walk."

Poroshenko took out two hundred rubles and threw them on the table, then stood up and left.

In the Soviet Union, where supplies were scarce, the price of two glasses of wine was much higher than usual.

This is also the reason why there are so few people in the pub.

Except for government officials.

It’s a problem for ordinary people to have food now, who can afford to drink?

Markov drank the drink prepared by the waitress in one gulp and hurriedly followed her out.

There are few pedestrians on the snow-covered streets.

Poroshenko and Markov walked side by side on the empty street.

"Poroshenko, have you found a way out?" Markov asked tentatively.

"The annual salary is 150,000 US dollars, and you will enjoy various benefits during the holidays, as well as a trip once a year. If you die, your family will receive a pension." Poroshenko tightened his leather jacket and said.

"so good?"

A hint of surprise appeared in Markov's eyes.

He had to admit that he was moved.

Their annual salary in the KGB was only 10,000 to 20,000 rubles, which was less than 60,000 to 70,000 kronor in exchange for rice.

"Will you join?" Poroshenko asked, glancing at his former subordinate.

"Of course, only a fool wouldn't join," Markov said without hesitation.

The KGB had already received information that the government was on the verge of collapse.

Their Ministry of Internal Affairs is needed to seal some confidential information.

This has long been no secret within the KGB.

So many people have started to find a way out for themselves to a greater or lesser extent, after all, they all have families.

The Soviet Union collapsed, but they had to survive.

One of them was Markov, the head of the KGB's Internal Affairs Department's Operations Group A.

"Welcome to Umbrella Corporation. Our company's mission is: everything for world nuclear peace." Poroshenko stopped and extended his hand to Markov with a smile.

"That name sounds good, I like it." Markov grinned and shook hands with him.

"Since we are colleagues, there is something we need to do." Poroshenko's expression became serious and he got to the point.

"What's the matter?" Markov asked curiously.

"Joseph Pushkin had offended his boss, who wanted to find evidence of his corruption, bribery, and trafficking in state property in order to bring him down."

"Joseph Pushkin?"

Markov was stunned and completely surprised.

This is a lieutenant general and the head of an elite air force unit.

It's not difficult to bring him down, although it's difficult.

But it's not easy either, there are too many things involved.

Joseph Pushkin had many military leaders supporting him.

If we bring him down, we will inevitably offend the bigwigs in the military.

It’s not an easy job, but what department are they in?

KGB!

Haven’t you offended enough people?

What the KGB fears least is offending people.

Just a lieutenant general, no big deal.

"Boss, what do you want?" Markov immediately put himself in the role and asked.

Since it is my first time joining a company, I naturally have to perform in front of my boss.

Try to make a good impression, and getting promoted and getting a raise in salary will not be a problem, and reaching the peak of your life.

Poroshenko didn't say anything, but just made a gun gesture and fired a shot into the head.

His meaning is self-evident.

Markov raised his eyebrows and said, "Shall we take action?"

"If the boss wants to kill this greedy guy himself, just send him to him." Poroshenko shrugged and said.

"Okay, leave it to me."

Markov nodded, then thought of something.

He added again: "But we can't rely on ourselves, we need to bring someone in."

"Are you talking about Andrei from the GRU?" Poroshenko understood and said.

The GRU was proposed by the world-famous general Zhukov to establish a special intelligence and subversion force in the border military region.

In the event of war or pre-war crisis, the force can sneak behind enemy lines and carry out sabotage activities.

The current GRU is the abbreviation of the Soviet Main Military Intelligence Directorate.

It differed from the restructured and publicly scrutinized KGB, which was not affected by the collapse of the Soviet Union.

The bureau currently has 24 well-trained special commando brigades totaling about 3 personnel. Its main mission is to deter and prevent surprise attacks and carry out strikes behind enemy lines.

The main base is located in the city of Chuchikovo.

The GRU special forces were kept secret until the collapse of the Soviet Union and have only recently become known to the public.

It is a famous special forces unit in the Soviet Union besides Alpha and Flag.

"That's right. Andrei has obtained more intelligence than our KGB. With him, there will be no problem." Markov nodded and said.

"It's not easy to pull him, I will try my best." Poroshenko smiled bitterly and continued.

This guy is so stubborn!

But as long as we are human, we always have weaknesses.

Poroshenko could only say that he had done his best and that the GRU's confidentiality was slightly higher than that of the KGB.

Naturally, there are more authorities with Andre joining.

Joseph Pushkin's removal from office is basically a foregone conclusion.

Suddenly Poroshenko felt a moment of silence for Joseph Pushkin. Who else could he offend?

To offend a petty and wealthy arms dealer.

We can only blame him for being too greedy!

Such people…

It usually doesn't end well.

Chapter 74: Every night, a competitor appears

Two days later, early in the morning.

Chu Zihang stayed in the hotel for two days and didn't go out.

As for what was done?

Of course, this is something that men all over the world like to do, but Chu Zihang still feels a little unsatisfied.

In the land of gentleness and the tomb of heroes, he knew it was time to act.

Although beautiful women are beautiful, don't drink too much.

Otherwise... the gain will outweigh the loss.

Since the aircraft could not be purchased for the time being, Chu Zihang turned his attention to the Kiev Military District.

As for weapons and other things, the more the better.

There will be constant regional wars in the next few years, so it won’t hurt to stockpile more arms.

"You're going to the Kyiv Military District?"

Natasha was half lying on the bed, looking at Chu Zihang in an alluring manner.

Chu Zihang swallowed his saliva when he saw it. The S-curve under the quilt was very charming.

"Well, we need to stock up on more weapons, not only to sell them, but also for our own company."

Chu Zihang looked away and picked up the clothes thrown on the soft carpet.

If he didn't divert his attention, he was afraid that he would not be able to control himself later.