A middle-aged Russian fat man with a big beard, a shy belly, a large leather jacket, and a certain ear protector on his head sneakily jumped out of the car, with a hammer in his hand, and walked to the rear wheel and knocked on the tire a few times.

Bang Bang Bang –

The dull sound of rubber tires is especially clear in the empty mountains.

"It's that guy." "It's our code," said Falcon, "and he pretended to check the tires and knocked three times at a time. ”

Long Yun stood up, waved at the people behind him, and made a forward gesture.

The group slowly emerged from the woods and walked towards the broken truck.

"You're late! Petronovich! Falcon spoke a native Russian and counted down his fat fellow: "We have made an appointment to meet here at five o'clock, you are ten minutes late, and if you are a little late, we will leave by ourselves!" ”

Petronovich was startled at first, but when he saw the person who came, he calmed down, and shouted the original name of the falcon with a mountain man's cunning: "Ivan, it's winter, and it's snowing heavily!" God forbid, the road here is not good, I can't drive too fast, I don't want to fall into the ravine and let my fat lady stay alive. ”

As he spoke, he opened his arms and came to the bear hug with the falcon.

"These are your friends?" Petronovich noticed Long Yun beside Falcon, as well as the long line behind him, and his eyes fell on the guns of these people.

"I have a bad feeling that you don't like you're going to Merigore to save people."

This is a lame story that Hayabusa made up to Petronovic. In the story, one of Hayabusa's uncles is a geologist who worked on drilling here, and has since been placed under house arrest because of the military's secrets. Hayabusa originally lived in Russia, but later moved to the United States, where he made a fortune in the IT industry, but he was always worried about his uncle, who raised him, so he decided to come back to find his family. However, his uncle's identity is sensitive, and the military refuses to let it go, so Hayabusa organizes a team of mercenaries, intending to sneak into Mezhgorje to take his uncle out, and then fly away to the United States to enjoy retirement.

The reason why this lame lie deceived Petronovichi was that the nearby mountain people had no idea what the scientists working in Mezhgorje were doing, but it was known that a secret government project was going on there, and rumors later spread that Mergorjeri's soldiers and engineers were building two secret military forts, codenamed Loretsk-15 and Beloretsk-16, near the drilling site.

So Petronovich believed Falcon's words, and Falcon's professional performance was very exciting, and he wiped a few crocodile tears when he said that he was emotional, which made Petanovic feel that he had seen a dutiful son in the world, and patted his chest and promised to take Hayabusa and his mercenary detachment to the village in the Yamantawa Mountains adjacent to the town of Merzygorje, and told Hayabusa that there was a path there that led to the south of the town, and if you were brave, you could slide down the rope from a cliff more than a hundred meters high to reach the edge of the town. Avoid the paratrooper soldiers who are guarding the perimeter of the town.

"It's our weapon of self-defense, and you know, maybe we're going to run into people from the military." Falcon continued to fool Petronovic: "Don't worry, we won't shoot until we have to, and besides, you just need to send us to the mountain and find that path for us, and I will immediately honor the promised reward." ”

As he spoke, he took out a large stack of US dollars from his satchel, which amounted to 100,000 yuan, shook it in front of Petronovic's eyes, then put it in his hand and patted it, and then stretched out his thumb to pull the money with a loud noise.

Petronovic's eyes immediately straightened, and his gaze looked like someone had been glued to the stack of dollar bills with super glue.

Falcon wasted no time in saying: "Here to the mountain, I see that it is less than two hours away at most, two hours, 100,000 dollars, Petronovic, your hourly salary is even more powerful than the high-level of Silicon Valley in the United States!" With this money, you can leave immediately, and when you don't know what to do, go back and buy some clothes and jewelry for your fat lady and your three beautiful daughters, buy yourself a brand new KAMAZ truck, and build yourself your own wood processing factory......"

Petronovic's eyes had already begun to flutter, like a fish biting a hook, desperately swallowing the saliva in his throat.

"Okay! Let's go! He said as he involuntarily reached for the money.

Hayabusa immediately retracted his hand, reloaded the stack of brand-new dollar bills into his tactical satchel in front of the poor fellow, and then patted the bulging money bag and said, "Don't forget, we agreed in advance, we will get the money when we get there, I have already advanced you two thousand dollars before, and this is already your income for half a year." ”

"Hehe...... Petnovich withdrew his hand in embarrassment, then waved at Long Yun and the others, pointed to his car, and shouted in Russian: "Get in the car!" Get in! ”

Then he turned to Hayabusa and asked, "By the way, what do I want?" Did you bring it? ”

Hayabusa nodded, unhooked his backpack, and threw him to the ground.

"Whoa! Here's what you're looking for, good red card vodka, and Marlboro cigarettes. ”

This big backpack has been carried on the body since the beginning of the registration, Long Yun thought it was some secret weapon at first, but he didn't expect that it was a pile of cigarettes and bottles of Soviet Red Card vodka!

Petronovich's eyes lit up, he squatted down like a wild dog that had been hungry for more than ten days, unzipped the velcro and zipper on his rucksack, felt a marlboro from it, skillfully tore off the plastic film, pulled out a packet and lit one, then unscrewed the lid of a bottle of vodka, and took several sips in his mouth.

This red-card vodka, also called "stoli", is a traditional Russian alcoholic drink; Oats, barley, wheat, etc. are used as raw materials, crushed, cooked, saccharified, fermented and distilled to produce alcohol up to 95 degrees, and then desalined to 40 degrees to 60 degrees with distilled water, and bottled after filtering with activated carbon.

It is said that Maozi has a good amount of wine, Long Yun really saw it this time, and Petronovich quickly drank up a bottle and opened another bottle.

Long Yun couldn't help frowning and said, "Drink less, otherwise your wife will really have to be a widow!" ”

Falcon translated the words to Petronovic, who was squatting on the ground and pouring vodka, and the guy re-zipped his backpack, stood up again, and said in a rough voice: "I can't drink, she's really a widow!" ”

Then he walked towards the car with his backpack on his back and without looking back.

Long Yun asked Falcon, "Will there be a problem with drinking so much?" ”

Falcon shook his head and said, "No, it's too cold here, it's good for him to drink some wine, and people here are used to it." After the collapse of my country, people here have not drunk such good vodka for a long time, and it is normal to be greedy for a cup at all. ”

"All the cigarettes and alcohol for him?" Long Yun asked.

"Not really, if you are really unlucky enough to encounter a paratrooper patrol on the way, Petronovich can use these to get close to them." "Soldiers like to drink, and in Russia, vodka is the equivalent of hard currency," Hayabusa said. Besides, Petronovich is also skilled with the paratroopers near here, originally the forest here is open to mountain people for hunting at a certain time every year, but there are scope regulations, but in order to get better profits, people like Peter sometimes sneak out of bounds, and the paratroopers here know that they are hunters, so they turn a blind eye, just give a few packs of cigarettes and a few bottles of wine. ”

The two came to the truck while chatting, Long Yun looked at the truck, and the back compartment was all tightly covered with a green tarpaulin, so he said to Falcon: "You change your clothes, put on a leather jacket and sit in the cab, monitor Peter, we all hide in the compartment, after all, your Russian is better, and you are Russian, so it is easy to get by." ”