The attackers retreated quickly, but they were actually well-trained and orderly. After seeing that there was no chance, he quickly retreated without delay. My men were unable to surround a man who had been left behind because of an uncoordinated retreat. These people left us with only a few of their corpses, and not even the wounded were caught.

Have they reached their operational goals? I don't think so, except for Berisha's life and death, the old guy and I are alive and well, and although Berisha's henchman is dead, I don't think that person is the target of the attacker.

After gathering the group, I quickly left there, I needed to find Younis, I had to discuss what to do. I have no experience with such situations, and I don't know whether to react, to retaliate or just act as if nothing happened, and then go back to my cottage and hide.

I found Younis in the hospital in Vukovic's town, and Berisha was resuscitating him at the moment. Vukovic stood on the side of the room door, while Younis sat bloodied outside the room looking through the contents of the paperbag that Berisha had given him. He looked so intently that he looked up at me when I walked up to him.

"He's not doing well." Without waiting for me to ask, the old fellow spoke up on his own: "The doctor said that he was just making a last-ditch effort, so I should not have any hope." ”

I glanced at the old fellow, and he looked very lost at the moment, as if the person lying inside was really his old comrade. You know, not long ago, we were going to kill this old comrade-in-arms of his.

"Although I wanted to kill him before. But seeing him fall after being shot ... The old guy said with a wry smile, "I think of a lot of people. I thought of the former team members, some of the colleagues who lost their whereabouts after being hunted down, and the comrades who made the last stand in Iraq... And myself ... Maybe that's the end for me too. The old man let out a long sigh, stretched out his legs, and leaned back against his chair, looking extremely tired.

"NATO did this." I whispered.

The old guy nodded when I said this, "So what?" What do you want to do? Want revenge? ”

"I just didn't know what to do to ask you." I sat down next to him and whispered.

The old guy looked at me, "Then I advise you not to move for a while." On the way here, I have already reported the incident, and news will come soon. Who planned, executed, and who participated, I think there will be an eyebrow soon. He said as he handed me the document in his hand, "Very interesting... Check it out. ”

I looked at the document and pushed it back, "I don't recognize the words on it." And I'm not interested in these shady things. ”

The old guy smiled bitterly twice and said, "Actually, it's nothing. A lot of it was outdated information, but there was something I needed. He looked at me as he said and continued: "Intelligence work is actually like this, many times you have to deal with cases and consult a lot of information. In fact, some of the puzzles are in those materials, but I didn't care about them before. They are like dusty gold, waiting for an opportunity to show their value. ”

"Oh... I thought they were all the same as 007, killing people happily, sleeping with their own women and then sleeping with enemy women. I joked.

"Huh." The old guy laughed too, "Actually, I want to do that too." But if you know that you're next to an enemy, you're going to have a hard time. Not to mention sleeping, I wouldn't dare anyway. ”

"Have you taken it all? Didn't Berisha say that this was only part of it? I asked.

Younis glanced at the ward, "That's the biggest problem. I think if I get the information he has, I'll dig up a group of people who have betrayed in the first place. More importantly, I might be able to find a clue to the person I've been looking for. ”

"So complicated?" I asked.

"These materials are supposed to record the intelligence work in Central and Eastern Europe during the former Soviet Union. There are a lot of references to the action plan and the people involved, as well as a lot of people who are defined as apostates. ”

"Okay... So how do you get the rest? Can this guy tell you? Or is he still a chance to speak? I asked.

Instead of speaking, Younis lowered his head and continued to look at the papers in his hand. I sat on the side and waited quietly for the doctor to tell us about Berisha's condition.

Almost an hour later, the doctor came out of the room. The news brought is very bad, and the general meaning is to delay time, and there is a possibility of sudden death at any time. Eunice didn't react much, but asked to go in and see him, and asked the doctor if there was a way to wake Berisha up.

The doctor hesitated for a moment when the old fellow said this, and then told us that if he did that, he might hasten Berisha's death. We have to bear the consequences. Originally, the doctors were not going to do this, but Vukovic worked, and after he talked to the doctors, the doctors agreed.

Then, with the help of a group of doctors and nurses, Berisha's heart rate rose rapidly and he slowly opened his eyes. Younis stood on the edge of the bed and looked at Berisha and whispered, "We're in the hospital now. Please tell me where the rest is? ”

Berisha's consciousness was not very clear, and his reaction was noticeably sluggish. It took him a few repetitions before he began to react visibly. He slowly moved his hand to grasp Younis, and with his other hand tried to remove the oxygen mask, but that hand couldn't lift it at all.

Seeing this, Younis hurriedly helped him remove it, and then Berisha opened her mouth and tried to speak, and Younis quickly put her ear to listen. I don't know what he said, but Younis should have heard it, but after a while Berisha seemed to be suffocating as if she was struggling to breathe.

The doctor standing next to us pulled Eunice away, and we were kicked out of the room. Because it's time to start rescuing again. Outside the room, I glanced at Eunice. Younis sighed and said, "His stuff actually stayed in Serbia." Hehe, what a cunning guy. ”

"And when are you going to pick it up?" I asked.

"The sooner the better. He told me the location, and the person who kept it. Just find the man. After saying that, he looked through the glass on the door of the hospital room, "In the end he told me to stop doing it and told me to go home." He actually wanted me to go home... ”

Younis's voice was very low, and the speed of speech was also very slow, full of helplessness, sadness, and some indescribable things in it. Then he suddenly turned to look at me, "I'll get out of here for a while." During this time, you took people to hide, and everything will be talked about when I come back. Waldette... Hehe. ”

Berisha was not rescued in the end, and died shortly after the rescue. Eunice, the old fellow, went into the room last and looked at Berisha, and I thought he was now in a state of sorrow, or a kind of sympathy.

After that I spent three days in the cottage, during which everything was calm as if nothing had happened, everyone went about their own business, training recruits and Kostic, and Milk still went to the market from time to time to see the profiteers, but now he was much more careful.

On the afternoon of the fourth day, Eunice came to me in the dust. As soon as they entered my cabin, they told me that the attack on us was organized by NATO. The people who were mobilized were not from the Eastern Battalion, but were temporarily transferred from elsewhere. The men left after the operation was over, and their whereabouts are unknown.

And when I asked about Waldette. Younis sneered and told me that it was indeed Waldette who betrayed the news of Berisha's meeting with us to NATO. His goal was to get NATO to take out Berisha along with him. And now Waldette has also taken Berisha's place, for Berisha's death, now this black cauldron is carried by us, and now the people over there think that it is fake for us to meet and negotiate, and it is true that the murder is real. It is unanimously believed that we killed Berisha, and there has been an offer to organize an attack against us, and the target of the attack is the former Salish residence and market.

I was not surprised by this news. The black pot must be memorized, this matter is not clear, and no one will believe it. But they want revenge? I've thought about it too. That is, I neither explain nor concede. Revenge is coming, it's nothing more than another fight.

Younis told me that the other side is already gathering troops, and the real operation will start in about two days, and the exact number of people is not yet known, but judging from some preparations around the area, the number is about 300 to 400. Waldt will lead the operation, and he will also be the vanguard of the attack.

Three or four hundred? In my opinion, this should be a conservative estimate. Since it is revenge, normally there will be more people involved, because this kind of thing is generally more motivating, and when the momentum is full, it is simply a response.

Love to sneer and want to fight the front war? This sentence undoubtedly inspired my fighting spirit. This time it was almost planted on his hands, and now he is still carrying the black pot for him. It's time for him to pay the price!

I suddenly had a bold idea, I looked at Younis and said, "I need to know where Waldette and his team are. Can you do this? ”

Younis looked at me, and he seemed to realize what I was going to do. He thought for a moment and said, "It shouldn't be a big problem. One more thing to tell you. ”

"What's the matter?"

"I reported the attack. It seems that the higher authorities intended us to end our mission here and secretly evacuate here. ”

"What do you mean? Is it like that and going home? I asked in surprise.

Younis nodded, "This is the normal way to dispose of it. I don't know the specific situation, but I think the situation we are facing now is more complex and more dangerous. Evacuation is the best option to be on the safe side. ”

"That Waldette called this thing... I asked.

"Hmm... This could be your last battle here with these Serbs. Younis said slowly.