Powerful divine perception swept across this building, along with the most secret basement, all of which were under Ye Fan's Heavenly Eye Exploration.

There is no trace of Kolyyan, and there is no whereabouts of Sophia.

He searched one building after another, but there was still no whereabouts of these two people.

Where did Koliyan, who was sitting in the base camp, go? The camp of the Northern Command was still busy and brightly lit on this cold winter night, was it always the case?

It is not Ye Fan's style to return in vain, at least he has to catch a prisoner and go back for interrogation.

Just as he was about to pull out a general from the brightly lit office building, a black Lincoln sedan with a Russian military flag drove into the front door of the barracks!

Salutes and slogans rang out one after another, and the guards with rifles lined up in two rows, standing on the red carpet, their chins raised at a forty-five degree angle to the sky, and their eyes bloomed with great reverence.

Definitely a big shot!

Through the floor-to-ceiling window, Ye Fan stood in the dark room window and looked down. Out of that Lincoln sedan came an old man with extraordinary bearing!

The old man was dressed in a dark green military coat with a star on his shoulder, and even a person who didn't know anything about military rank could guess what it meant.

A huge star emblem is surrounded by red ears of wheat, gold stars on a yellow background, this is the highest military rank in the whole of Russia - marshal!

Yes, he is Kolyyan's father, the only marshal of Russia today, Rutavsky!

Marshal Rutav stepped out of the car, took off his military hat, and greeted the soldiers of honor who greeted him, revealing his hair.

Many soldiers burst into tears on the spot, this is the marshal, the marshal salutes them!

The generals who were waiting next to the car surrounded Marshal Rutav and strode towards the building.

The thief captures the king first, and the super pie sent to the door, how could Ye Fan turn it away?

Looking at the prey downstairs, there was a slight evil smile in his eyes.

"How's it going?" asked the generals as he walked.

The marshal rushed to the Northern Command late at night, not for anything else, precisely because of the riot at Mencent's prison an hour earlier.

Nearly 100 members of the Black Widow are imprisoned in the entire prison, plus terrorists of other nationalities and countries, as many as 1,000 people, and their collective escape tonight will have an immeasurable terrorist effect on Russia's national security.

One Black Widow can blow up a flight, and a hundred Black Widow members escape from their cage and fall into the nest, isn't it to subvert the country?

"Dear Marshal, it is estimated that all the soldiers and officers in Mencent Prison have given their lives for their country!" a lieutenant general reported in a heavy tone.

"I'm asking about the locusts, bitch, shit, shit!" Marshal Rutaf treats ordinary soldiers gently and affectionately, but he is unusually rude and stern in front of his subordinate generals.

"Yes Marshal!" said a red-faced general with a big nose, "military satellites are searching for their whereabouts......"

"How long will it take to get results?" said Rutav and his party as they walked into the military building.

"Five minutes...... No, you'll be able to spot them right away!"

The generals and officers fearfully served this big man in the military and walked into the combat conference room.

"Maximi!" As soon as the stars were seated, Rutav pointed to a lieutenant general by name: "Tell us where those bed bugs are now!"

"Yes, Marshal. Maximi got up and made a brief phone call, pulling back the curtain on the walls of the war room, revealing a huge electronic screen.

As he lifted the pole, the electronic screen had switched to live satellite surveillance footage from northwestern Russia.

The area zooms out layer by layer, and the various blurry images gradually zoom in, and everyone is glued to that screen.

"Marshal, look, here!" Maximi, in a slightly excited voice, reminded the generals that the target had been discovered.

Under the scanning of surveillance satellites, more than a dozen military vehicles were parked on a remote road only a few dozen kilometers away from the base camp of the Northern Command.

The passengers in these military vehicles were the Black Widows who had set off from Mencent with the intention of blowing up the Northern Command.

At the moment, they are waiting to join Anna and go to the Black Widow organization's stronghold in a small town.

"It's them!" Marshal Rutaf tapped his fingers on the table, his chin pinched with his left hand, and his cloudy old eyes looked at everyone present.

"Marshal, I will immediately send two combat brigades to encircle and suppress them!" a tall general volunteered.

Rutav squinted, shook his head slightly, and slowly got up under everyone's gaze.

"Shoot the archers!" his final decision caused the generals to lose their minds and freeze in their seats.

The archer is a standing ground-to-ground model in the Russian army, which can be launched from a random mobile launcher to destroy tanks, pillboxes, and strongholds, with extremely lethal power, and is used to encircle and suppress those stranded targets, which seems to be overkill.

"According to your instructions, Marshal!" the questioning words could only be put in the stomach, and the commander of the Northern Command received this glorious order.

"Thirty minutes! Annihilate those terrorists!" Marshal Rutav waved his hand, indicating that he would fight quickly!

A hundred black widows are wandering around, and they may detonate an unknown terrorist event at any time, the military cannot afford it, Russia cannot afford it, and they must be quickly and effectively cut down and eradicated!

Immediately, the Russian military oligarch asked the people: "Where did Kolyyan go? Why didn't he stay in the barracks!"

"......" No one answered, who would dare to put small shoes on your son.

"Waste! where is this idiot so happy!" Rutav slapped the table and glanced at the silent crowd, but no one responded.

The marshal huffed and put his hands behind his back, and when he walked out of the conference room, he hummed two words from his nostrils: "Adjournment!"

A room of generals was relieved that he had finally breathed a sigh of relief when he had unloaded a boulder, and the commander of the North, General Oleg, hurriedly called the **brigade to deploy and launch archers** to eliminate the black widow!

Marshal Rutav walked into the bathroom, took out his mobile phone, and dialed Koliyan's personal phone.

"Fool, which woman are you messing with!" the snarl began.

"I'm talking about business, father. On the other end of the phone, Ke Liyang was stunned and immediately answered truthfully.

"Bastard, how many times have I said that there is no father in the army, only a marshal!" Rutav chattered and scolded like those drunken old Russian men: "Koliyan, I order you to rush to the base camp immediately to report! You idiot, waste, scoundrel who smeared Lao Tzu! Immediately, rush back immediately!"

"This ...... Marshal, give me some time......"

The old guy interrupted him rudely: "Thirty minutes! Koliyan, if you don't come back, I will remove your rank! Send you to Siberia to hunt bears!"

"Time is too rushed, marshal, I'm ...... at the Moscow railway station"

"I don't care if you're on Mars or Earth, get back to me right away!" Rutav viciously cut off the phone, unbuttoned his pants, and was about to pee, when a strange face with a wicked smile was reflected in the mirror in front of him!

"Who are you!?"

Marshal Rutav only let out this exclamation, and then lost consciousness in an instant.