Entering the suburbs of Donetsk, the road suddenly became rough. There were scenes of broken walls and ruins on both sides of the street. For a moment, Jiang Chen even had the illusion that he was in the end of the world.
Under the ruins, there are faint traces of living people. People with nowhere to go set up simple shacks in their ruined homes and looked at the patrolling Ukrainian soldiers with hostility.
Continuing forward, the road conditions became increasingly worse.
Nick had to park the car next to a house and called Makarnov.
After a while, a soldier with a rifle found them.
"Boris, second lieutenant." The short-haired young man stood at attention and saluted after seeing Jiang Chen, "I am sent by General Makanov to greet you."
"Jiang Chen." Jiang Chen simply reported his name, smiled and stretched out his hand to shake his hand.
The palms are covered with calluses, and he looks like a veteran who has experienced many battles.
Withdrawing his hand, Boris nodded.
"Please come with me."
Taking out a black suitcase from the car, Jiang Chen and Nick followed his footsteps.
However, what they didn't know was that a body was lying next to the path about 400 meters away from their parking spot.
The military uniforms and equipment had been stripped off, the pupils were dilated and dilated, and there was a shocking bloody hole on his forehead.
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The remains of armored vehicles and tanks, this is a firefight zone.
A taciturn girl passed by on a deserted street.
Her whole body was covered in black clothes. Only the thin lips under the shadow of the cloak were exposed. Carrying a guitar case behind him, he looked like a musician walking under the ruins.
Lifting up the sleeve of his right hand, a watch-shaped computer gently flashed with weak fluorescence.
That is clearly the ep.
On the screen is a map of this area. Tactical mapping using radio signals. This is one of the incredible features of ep.
Yesterday, she had already walked through this area. The small blue dot on the map is exactly the coordinates of the transmitter carried by Jiang Chen.
"Are you here?" Ayesha murmured to herself, silently walking towards the half-ruined residential building nearby.
"It's very dangerous there. It was hit by artillery shells just a few days ago. It could collapse at any time-" The refugee huddled aside tried to warn the girl, but the girl just glanced at him. Then he drew his pistol.
The refugee raised his hands in horror and backed away.
"leave."
Maybe she understood Ayesha’s English. The man tentatively took two steps back. Seeing that she had no intention of shooting, he turned around and ran away.
When she saw the unrelated people leaving, she put away her pistol. Then he turned around and went upstairs with the guitar case on his back.
Climbing the truncated stairs nimbly, Ayesha reached the top floor easily.
Just like what you learned in the virtual reality training system.
He opened the guitar case, took out the parts of the sniper rifle, and skillfully connected the barrel.
After a slight adjustment, Ayesha took out an urban camouflage cloak and put it on her body, then lay down on the dusty ground, and then set up the sci-fi ghost sniper rifle.
"Ayesha is already in place." Ayesha, lying on the ground, muttered as if talking to herself.
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"Well, stay on standby."
Jiang Chen reached out and gently held his ears. Put your wrist to your lips and whisper.
Boris led the way. Nick walked aside, silently observing his surroundings. On the other hand, Jiang Chen looked very relaxed, as if he had no consciousness of being on the front line.
A potholed dirt road. A row of wooden boards more than two meters high were supported on the roadside, forming a simple fence. On the front line, this kind of thing is usually used to interfere with sniper reconnaissance or black guns.
"How long?" Jiang Chen glanced at the broken down tank on the roadside and casually shouted to Boris who was walking in front.
"Soon, right in front." Boris gave a very vague answer.
"By the way, can I ask a personal question?" She walked to his side. Jiang Chen asked with a smile.
"Of course, if there's no sensitive information involved."
"What is your position in the 92nd Mech Brigade?" Judging from the calluses on your hands. This guy should be quite capable.
"Currently serving as General Makanov's personal guard." Boris's English is very fluent, and he was able to understand Jiang Chen's Chinese English which was only slightly above CET-6 level for the first time.
"Oh? Then your marksmanship should be good, right?" Jiang Chen glanced at him in surprise.
"It's okay." Boris didn't seem to want to continue this topic, but after a pause, he added, "I am his nephew."
The three of them continued walking for a while, but at this moment, Nick, who was looking at the roadside, frowned and stopped.
He had been silent until he suddenly interrupted and asked, "Has the 92nd Motorized Infantry Brigade advanced this far?"
"Of course not." Boris shrugged and said something that made the two of them confused.
Nick reacted the fastest, and his hand touched his waist in an instant. However, Boris, who was well prepared, was obviously one step ahead of him, and the rifle in his hand was already pointed at him.
"I advise you not to move, even if besides the one in my hand, there is another one pointing at you a few hundred meters away." Boris grinned and spoke in a relaxed tone, but his eyes looked at Jiang Chen, "I'm very sorry, Mr. Jiang, someone wants to talk to you."
"Who?" Jiang Chen smiled and asked in the same relaxed tone.
Obviously, this Boris is fake. Makanov should have indeed sent someone over, been intercepted on the way, and then replaced by this Boris
Although Jiang Chen had already anticipated what kind of trouble he would encounter, he didn't expect that the trouble would not come from Makanov, but from a force he had never seen before.
The radio communication must have been intercepted, and the opponent's strength is obviously not weak. But even after knowing this, Jiang Chen's face was still calm and he looked at Boris with a smile.
Boris did not answer Jiang Chen's question and looked at him slightly surprised, "Isn't Mr. Jiang worried about his own safety?"
"Safety? Why are you worried?" Jiang Chen pretended to be surprised and spread his hands, "Since you want to kidnap me, why don't you ensure my safety?"
Seemingly amused by Jiang Chen's logic, Boris grinned and raised his left hand to make a gesture.
Several people walked out of the shadows on the side. Judging from their skillful movements and professional gun-holding postures, these guys should belong to some special forces.
Looking at the faces that were all hairy, and thinking about what Nick said before coming here that there are no "special forces" in Ukraine, Jiang Chen vaguely guessed the identities of these people.
Nick was tied up easily, but they were polite enough not to attack Jiang Chen. Perhaps it's because in appearance, Jiang Chen doesn't look like that kind of "dangerous person".
"KGB?" Jiang Chen asked tentatively, staring into Boris's eyes.
As expected of a professional agent, there was no trace of emotion in his pupils. Boris just smiled and didn't answer.
"It doesn't matter who we are, handsome little guys from the East."
With a slightly frivolous tone, a familiar voice to Jiang Chen came from behind.
That slightly jerky Mandarin. ()