After hanging up, I found a relatively dry leeward place on the edge of the woods and sat down. I'm cold, tired and hungry now, and I'm really here to drink the northwest wind.

As soon as I sat down, I couldn't help but think about the attack. In fact, from beginning to end, it seems that the group of people who came to attack us this time did not reflect or they were not so powerful.

The reason why I think this way is because they give me the feeling that the rhythm of their attacks seems to be slow. I'm referring to the previous attack on the Mexicans with the Yankees, and the attack on the meeting with Kochiman in Serbia. Compared to this time, I think the other party seems to have not thought through many problems and is not fully prepared.

For example, the attack was not synchronized, the coherence was obviously lacking, and the time between them was enough for us to react accordingly. They were spotted by Manjuk at the front door too early, and even if they broke into the door later, they didn't fully consider the threat of Manjuk coming down from the attic, and Manjuk killed one of them before they could hit him.

After that, their scruples seemed too much, and the attacks on both sides were not resolute at all, as if there was not much to do with us. Although the space was small, they could not use their superiority in numbers and firepower, but the attack was somewhat weak. And at that time, Aliyev was separated from the other side by a wall, if someone could be arranged to shoot fiercely through the wooden wall, then maybe the defense line composed of Aliyev, including Sergei and Old Ivan, would collapse at the first time.

But they didn't choose to do so. They seemed to be very sure that we had no way out, and they didn't worry about any tricks we had at all. Just fighting us at the entrance was as if there was no rush to crush the resistance. After that, after entering the passage, it is the same. When I was worried about whether everyone would be able to run into the woods, the gang didn't think much of it at all, and it wasn't until I decided to move and ran to the exit that they spotted Sergei and Aliyev with guns in their hands. And after the firefight, the other side seemed completely uncoordinated. They were supposed to have people on either side of us, but it was only on one side of the fire, and it was only after I climbed out of the exit that their men appeared on the other side. If you don't rush to attack when you find out, but coordinate the attack of people on the other side at the same time, then it will be difficult for Sergei and Aliyev, including me, to resist their attacks, and they will be killed in the first place.

Later, when we escaped, they didn't seem determined enough to attack, and I didn't think the men were very good marksmanship. I felt like we were done in that meadow, because there was no place to hide effectively. But none of us were killed, although Sergei and Aliyev were hit, but neither of them was fatal. And after we arrived at the car, these people actually seemed hesitant, although they should be concerned about the life of the target, but it was completely too much, we were all going to run, what else to scruple about?! Even if the police arrest someone, they won't do that. What I don't understand the most is that after being ambushed by me, I actually gave up the pursuit completely, and everyone stopped to rescue their companions?! Of course, they may have other arrangements. However, it seems unlikely to me that there will be another arrangement, or will it be effective even if it is? They have lost all traces of their targets, what else can they do?

Is this what John calls a good hand at gathering? Paul: They were overturned by a bunch of people of this level? In fact, this time we were in a very dangerous situation there, and I had already prepared that I would not be able to get out of it all, and that I would have to suffer large casualties or even not be able to escape. At the level of the people who attacked us in Serbia, I don't think any of us would have escaped. But now I'm sitting here, and although I'm a little injured, it doesn't matter, and everyone has been sent out by me.

As time went on, there were more cars coming and going on the road. After I waited for more than an hour, a car pulled up to the intersection that reached the road from the hideout. The car was a black Lada sedan, no one got out of the car after it stopped, and none of the cars were turned off. It looks like waiting for someone, but who can wait for in this remote place? This is probably supposed to be coming to pick me up.

Just looking for me to hesitate whether I should go over, my phone rang when Zhao Yi left me. I took out the phone and connected it, and Zhao Yi's voice immediately came from the other end of the phone.

"Brother. The car that picked you up arrived. It's a black Lada car, and Ivan says the car will stop at the intersection where he arranged for you to retreat to the highway. ”

"I saw it. I went to him. I hung up the phone.

Instead of rushing over, I checked the bullets in the gun, and then I put the gun in my pocket and put my hand in my mouth

With a gun in my bag, I looked around and walked out of hiding. Then I crossed the road and made a quick head towards the black Lada, the muzzle of the gun in my pocket already aimed in front of me. I have to be careful at this moment, if something goes wrong and there is a problem with the person who came to pick me up? Although this is unlikely. The old guy Younis taught us before not to take everything for granted, that security is built on distrust.

I quickly approached the sedan, and there was no one in the passenger seat. At this moment, the person in the driver's seat lowered his head and lowered the passenger window to look at me.

It was Pyatov, and I was secretly relieved, and I quickly opened the co-pilot's door and glanced at the back seat. There was no one in the back seat, it was empty. I quickly got into the car and felt a lot warmer.

Pyatov looked at me as he drove the car and said, "Do you know who you just reminded me of?" After I shook my head and said I didn't know, he added, "Eunice. Reminds me of Eunice. ”

I smiled helplessly, I didn't want to discuss this topic. To be honest, mutual distrust is sometimes more difficult to achieve than mutual trust. It's true! Because this distrust not only refers to the words and work that are usually said and done, but also the distrust of people, this distrust is with a hostile relationship in it, and the people around you, the people who come to meet you may be your enemies. How many people can do this kind of distrust?

I looked out of the car, and it was driving fast. However, it seems that it is not going in the direction of the city, but in the city. I looked at Pyatov and said, "How are the others?" ”

"Ivan's father is not doing well? Everyone else is ok. You'll be able to meet them in a moment. Pyatov said.

I nodded, "Manzyuk is dead. ”

Pyatov didn't say anything, and after a moment of silence he continued: "Actually, this result is not bad. When Ivan got your call, we all thought you were going to be finished. At the time, the location was shabby, but it was quite secretive. We all think we shouldn't be found. At least it shouldn't have been found so quickly. Very few people know about that place, and I'm talking about our own people, Paul, and none of them know about it, and Ruthol and I only found out about that place after you came. ”

"But we were found."

"Yes. Ivan wanted to organize men to save you, but he quickly gave up, because everyone knew it would be too late. He turned us to meet you in the direction you were going, following the way you had retreated. When we saw that car, we were actually really happy in our hearts. It's true! And there is no one chasing after them. This was somewhat unexpected. Pyatov said.

"Are we going to everyone's foothold?" I asked.

Pyatov nodded, "Yes." I won't go to the middle of nowhere this time. Ivan arranged for everyone to hide back in the city this time. ”

Listening to Pyatov's words, I immediately understood Ivan's intentions. This is the use of people's general habitual thinking, thinking that it is the first time to hide in such a remote place, and after escaping, they will definitely find a farther and more remote place to hide. And as a runaway, it is often true. So Ivan did the opposite and moved everyone back to the city. The city must have been secretly searched by them before, and according to our words, it was a trick to "go dark under the lights." ”

"Will the other party take note of the shape of the car and take a picture and then let the people in the city continue to look for it? Or ask around where that car went? I asked.

"Definitely. However, according to Ivan's instructions, we changed cars after receiving everyone. The car they drove out had already been driven somewhere else by our people. If the other party looks for the car, it should only be able to find the car in the end. Pyatov said.

After a big circle, the car entered the city, and then the car was driven into a parking lot. Pyatov got out of the car, pulled up the hood from his clothes, and took out a baseball cap and threw it to me, "Put it on." Let's turn around and go. ”

I put my hat on my head and said, "Can you change my clothes?" I'm a temperature inside and out right now. ”

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"I'm sorry... I came in a hurry and didn't bring it. Pyatov said, looking around, "If we can hold on, I suggest we change when we get to the place." ”

"Okay. All right. I can persevere. I said helplessly.

Pyatov quickly got me out of the parking lot, and then we got into a taxi. Pyatov named a location, and the taxi stopped on the side of the road after about ten minutes of driving. I got out of the car with Pyatov, and he walked another four or five hundred meters with me into a seven-story apartment building.

The apartment building must be a little old, and the white walls in the hallway have been darkened, and there are still many scratches and graffiti on them. We went up to the third floor, then turned right, and after passing through two doors, Pyatov stopped in front of the third, and then he knocked lightly, and then took a step back.

Taking a step back should make it easier for the person inside to look through the cat's eye on the door. After a while, the door opened softly. Inside is Ivan. He opened the door and looked at us before opening the padlock from the inside and motioning for us to hurry inside.

As soon as I entered the house, I smelled a strong smell of alcohol and blood. I glanced at Ivan, who had a gun in one hand and a very ugly face.

"How's Uncle Ivan?" Although I knew it was supposed to be bad, I asked anyway.

Ivan didn't answer immediately but looked into the house, I followed his gaze, and across the door was the living room, which was not very big, and through the living room were two bedrooms, one on the left and one on the right. Old Ivan was lying on a mattress on the floor in the smaller bedroom on the left.

I walked over and took a look. Old Ivan's face and slightly open mouth told me that he had lost his breath. There should have been a rescue here, and there were a lot of bloodstained cotton balls, gauze, hemostats, and some medicine jars on the ground.

"The bullet pierced the lung from the left side. Internal bleeding, blood poured into the lungs... Ivan said, his voice choked up.

Looking at old Ivan, I suddenly began to wonder if my decision to let the three of them have guns was wrong. "I... I'm sorry at the time. Uncle Ivan is very brave... Maybe I shouldn't have let a few of them get guns... ”

"No, no, no." Ivan quickly adjusted his mood and looked at me, "You're doing the right thing. Really, trust me. I'm telling the truth. You did everything you could, or it would have been worse. ”

I stooped over to old Ivan, and unconsciously I remembered Yugovich again. I reached out and shook old Ivan as if I had finally taken Yugovich's hand.

"I'll take him away tonight." Ivan said, "Let's take a look at the others." You'll have to keep guarding them. ”

I let go of my hand and stood up, and went to a different room, which was relatively large.

The oil bottle was sleeping in a corner with his head down. Natasha and her mother snuggled up and fell asleep, and most of the others were like that, they were all tired last night, and it was good to be able to fall asleep. Sergei and Aliyev were lying side by side, both of their injuries had already been treated.

"The two of them are alright." I pointed to Sergey and Aliyev.

"It's not a big problem. The bullets were all taken out. Pay attention to hygiene, don't get infected, and there will be no problem. Ivan said.

I looked at him, "You know this?" ”

Ivan barely squeezed out a smile and said, "I used to study medicine. After saying that, he pointed to my body and said, "Change your clothes, I still have some wine here, drink some to warm up." ”

"You don't need to drink anything. I never drink alcohol while I'm working. I'll just drink some hot water and eat something. I said.

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