Megan entered the Barakleya camp, her face turned dark.
What Zhou Qingfeng didn't expect was that Colonel Isakov's attitude also changed drastically. He originally hated Zhou Qingfeng but had to accommodate. But somehow, he suddenly became cold.
It's not psychological coldness, but mechanical obedience to orders.
In the eyes of the colonel, Zhou Qingfeng has changed from "a person who hates but must communicate equally" to a talking object. He refrigerated Zhou Qingfeng for three days.
During the three days of confinement, Zhou Qingfeng was detained in the barracks dormitory, one person and one single room.
The gate is guarded by soldiers in uniform with guns all day long. No way out, no contact, no yelling, no power.
At first, Zhou Qingfeng could still chat with the guards a few words. On the third day, the soldier in charge of the guard refused to speak to him as if he were a prisoner.
Ma Keshi was locked up a dozen meters away from Zhou Qingfeng. He was quite worried about his situation when the situation suddenly deteriorated. The generals of the Kiev Military District must have changed their minds, but don't know what happened
Uncle Zhou nevertheless kept the news, and everything outside was not hidden from him. For example...
There is indeed an underground warehouse in the Barakleya barracks, which contains small and semi-heavy equipment of more than 100,000 troops of the Kiev Military District, including more than 100 tactical nuclear warheads.
However, the underground warehouse is only a small part of a series of permanent and semi-permanent fortifications in the military region, and there are many underground passages leading to the ground. The huge military complex connects its ground and underground, and even allows heavy-duty vehicles including tanks to enter and exit directly.
Entering the underground complex requires multiple security gates and extremely rigorous interrogation. This is the base for the alliance to resist aggression and external expansion. It is like a vein of leaves, connecting the entire Ermao territory.
Shumei Sophia wandered around for three days, and she even found a secret underground silo. An RS-18 intercontinental ballistic missile using liquid fuel is placed in the huge reinforced well.
This missile is on duty. Under its thick manhole cover, six nuclear warheads with an equivalent of 550,000 tons are waiting quietly inside.
It's a pity that this one hundred tons of stuff is too big. A warhead is more than half a ton, and it is still under tight protection.
The tactical nuclear warhead of the'Scarab-B' is lighter. Conventional warheads are 480 kilograms, while nuclear warheads are only about 100 kilograms.
Zhou Qingfeng spent three days in the confined barracks dormitory, always wondering how to sneak in. But Colonel Isakov appeared suddenly and issued an order to evict the guests.
"Mr. Zhou, I brought you a reply from General Chechevatov. He rejected your suggestion on the'barter trade'.
If you can't provide strong hard currencies like gold and the U.S. dollar, then your trip to Kiev is over. "
The colonel's tone was blunt, and his face was as cold as iron. He also didn't mention the four boxes of'gold' that Zhou Qingfeng gave before. Those hard currencies may be for Zhou Qingfeng to buy his own life so that he can get out of it safely.
Ma Keshi was also released, and saw Zhou Qingfeng who was smiling and hahahun didn't care. He whispered and asked: "Boss, what's going on now?"
"We may have to go home." Zhou Qingfeng did not resist the chasing order. He knows very well that people who come into contact with'cursed coins' will become extremely greedy and unable to communicate according to common sense.
But greed is good, and what I'm afraid of is not greedy.
Sure enough, the army was more vigorous and vigorous, and drove away as soon as it said.
When he came, Zhou Qingfeng was still sitting on the'Soviet Bread' with a mess of ass. He was given preferential treatment when he left. A Mi-8 helicopter was parked outside the camp and could take off at any time.
From Moscow to Kiev, from Kiev to Kharkov, and from Kharkov back to Kiev, Uncle Zhou seemed to have taken a trip in vain.
At this moment, the headquarters of the military region in Kiev.
General Chechevatov is working on several documents in his office. A map centered on the Alliance is hung on the wall of the office, and portraits of several great men are on the top of the map.
There is a globe on the desk and the Union flag behind the desk. Anyone who walks into this office will be surprised at the spaciousness and luxury of this place.
The oak floor can be seen lightly, and the leather sofa imported from the west. There are several decorative eggs on the bookcase in the corner, all historical objects from the previous year.
Next to the bookcase is the secretary's room. Your admiral's adjutant came in from the outside with a bottle of iced imported whiskey. By the way, he put a document on the desk and reminded: "General, the new government is here again."
Your Excellency was holding a pen while signing a document. Hearing this sentence he shouted fiercely: "Don't bother with those idiots, we haven't left yet. It's not the Americans' turn to give orders."
Er Mao has declared independence, and the new people in power can't wait to take power and drive away the Soviet army that is obtrusive and obstructive. To be exact, it is to drive out the generals of the Kiev Military District.
Without military power, the position is unstable.
As the commander of the military region, General Chechevatov did not receive any orders from above. After all, the alliance has not officially announced its disbandment, and it can depend on it day by day.
Your Excellency General is busy gathering troops and equipment, thinking about how to'clean up' the aftermath. He signed a number of orders in a row, requesting several army groups to control the officers and soldiers underneath as much as possible.
But only God knows how many of these commands will be implemented. Now only troops with a high degree of discipline will listen to him.
The whole day passed in the busy schedule, and most of the whiskey on the desk was drunk. The ice cubes in the barrel were changed twice, but not only did you not feel drunk, but the more you drank, the more energetic you felt, and you felt great.
Drinking late into the night, the bottle was already empty.
General Chechevatov couldn't help shouting, and asked the adjutant to bring another bottle of wine. Just shouting several times, the secretary did not respond. He had to get up straight and strode over.
The secretary's room of the adjutant is 20 to 30 square meters, and an ordinary desk is placed beside the door. Anyone who wants to see the general must report here and wait.
It stands to reason that even if the adjutant is going to the bathroom, he will find someone to replace him. The secretarial room must be manned 24 hours a day. but now... ...
The adjutant did not leave. He raised his hands and sat behind his desk, with a'Makarov' pistol with a silencer on his forehead.
A sturdy Slav with a gun, wearing a Soviet officer's costume.
There was also a young Asian man standing by and flipping through the files on the secretary's desktop. He turned to see the shocked General. He also grinned and shouted "Good evening, General".
His Excellency the general backed half a step and wanted to turn his head to escape, but soon realized that he couldn't escape at all. He could only shout with a sullen face, "Who are you?"
"You should know me." The young Asian drew a file from the adjutant's desktop, and opened the first page with his own photo.
Another copy is from Marcos.
There are thick stacks of Ma Keshi's files, but the previous Asian files are only a few thin sheets of paper.
His Excellency, the general, carefully distinguished a few eyes and recognized who was in front of him. He shouted angrily: "Do you know what this is? This is the headquarters of the Kiev Military District."
"Yes. There are dozens of light and dark posts around this house. There are hundreds of well-trained senior officers and staff officers in this building. There is a full guard regiment outside the building to guard this place."
The young man smiled, "I just arrived in a helicopter, but I don't want to be driven away in embarrassment. So I came in anyway, wanting to talk to you."