After Raoul went out, Augustovich overturned everything on the table to the ground. Even his most cherished pair of Chinese vases were smashed to pieces. Augustovich had no regrets.
look on his face, because he obviously had no use for these things when escaping.
Augustovich could imagine that after giving up his career in Russia, he would go to a country in Europe or South America that had no extradition regulations with Russia, and be a fool for the rest of his life without a wife or children. At the same time, he would have to guard against Russian agents.
His pursuit and assassination.
But Augustovich must leave, otherwise what awaits him in the country will be a military court trial. With the character of the iron-fisted president, even if he does not die, he will be imprisoned for the rest of his life. Augustovich
Qi Ke couldn't bear that kind of suffering.
After being stunned for a while, Augustovich opened a lockbox that he carried with him. After a cursory look at some of the documents inside, he closed the lockbox lid again. There were some documents he had purchased abroad.
Real estate documents and bank account opening certificates, Augustovich will be counting on these for the rest of his life.
After locking the lockbox, Augustovich opened his office drawer and put an exquisite Browning pistol inside into his pocket.
This is Augustovich's favorite antique gun. It is small and exquisite. It has a history of more than 80 years. However, there is no problem with the firing. It has no lethality within twenty meters.
It is inferior to the TT33 series pistols produced in the former Soviet Union.
Taking one last look at his office, Augustovich took the password box and turned and walked outside. But before he could open the door, the door was pushed open from the outside, and a ray of sunlight shone on Austria.
On Gustovich's eyes.
"Who are you?" Seeing the seven or eight fully armed men swarming in, Augustovich narrowed his eyes and stepped back.
"Augustovich, if I were you, I would stand there and not move."
A majestic voice rang out, and with the words, an old man with the rank of general walked into his headquarters, glanced at the password box in Augustovich's hand, and said lightly: "
General Augustovich, where are you going?"
"General Grachev?"
Seeing the general coming in, Augustovich suddenly stood up at attention, saluted him with a military salute, and said with a look of astonishment on his face: "General Grachev, I don't know why you are here? Could it be that you are here?"
Has the situation in Chechnya worsened?”
No matter how unruly Augustovich is, he needs to put away his inner pride in front of the general in front of him, because this person is the current Deputy Minister of Defense of Russia and one of the few in active service.
One of several generals.
More importantly, Grachev was once the supreme commander of Augustovich's current army. When Grachev was the commander, Augustovich was just a new recruit in the army.
, so no matter from any angle, Augustovich did not dare to make a mistake in front of Grachev.
"The situation in Chechnya has not worsened. But the situation here is not very good..." Grachev shook his head and said: "Augustvich, your promotion to general was signed by me personally. I am now
I regret my decision very much..."
"General, listen to me..."
After hearing Grachev's words, a look of despair suddenly appeared on Augustovich's face. He knew that if his affairs had not been exposed, Grachev, who had the highest command of this army, would never come to see him.
my own.
"You don't need to say anything, I already know what you want to say."
Grachev waved his hand. Several armed soldiers escorted two people into the headquarters. After seeing these two people, Augustovich took a few steps back and sat down in his office.
On the chair.
"You asked Alex to transfer his family members. This is just to attract our attention, but the real plan is to prepare to escape from Russia..."
Grachev shook his head and said: "Augustovich, you have learned well the trick of attacking in the east and attacking in the west, but don't forget that these things you know are all taught to you by me. I let you
Contribute to the country, rather than flee to the enemy country and become a traitor..."
The more Grachev talked, the angrier he became. One of his most proud subordinates actually made such a serious mistake, which even alerted the president, causing him to fly overnight to the military camp on the border between Russia and Chechnya. There was no room for change.
Nothing was left for him.
Moreover, after eavesdropping on the conversation between Augustovich and Petnovitch at the general headquarters, Grachev was even more angry. You must know that he personally handed over this unit to Augustovich.
Yes, but due to his selfish desires, this army suffered such heavy losses, which is simply unforgivable.
"General, I was wrong..." Augustovich lowered his head and whispered: "I betrayed your trust, I am really sorry..."
"It's not me you're sorry for, it's the team members..."
Grachev sighed and said: "Augustovich, this matter was personally handled by the president. Please clean up and follow me back to Moscow, where you will receive the most fair trial..."
Although he was very angry, Grachev still expressed his intention to defend Augustovich in his words. At least Grachev would not allow others to use Augustovich's incident as an excuse to implicate himself.
on the body.
"General, I want to know how this got to the president?"
Augustovich had no intention of getting up, but looked up at Grachev, because he really couldn't figure it out. Even if there were people from other forces in his army, they wouldn't directly bring things to the fore.
That's not how politics works with the president.
"Little Jeff made the call. He has the right to speak directly to the president..." Grachev said.
"It turns out it's him, I...I understand."
After hearing Grachev's words, Augustovich smiled bitterly. As the manager of the presidential escort, Jeff can indeed talk to the president at any time. Even when the president is having sex, he must answer his call.
of phone number.
"Okay, Augustovich, pack your things and come with me!" Grachev sighed. In fact, there is no phone number for Little Jeff, and the president is always in control of Augustovich.
The movement of the troops.
You know, before the iron-fisted president took office, he was the most outstanding agent in the former KGB. He also had control of the KGB's huge intelligence resources and placed some eyes and ears in important military forces. This was a simple matter for him.
Nothing more.
"General, I cannot accept trial..." Augustovich slowly shook his head and said: "If I accept trial, it will be a shame for the country. This matter starts from me.
Just end it with me..."
Augustovich knew that he had done too many things. When he first took over the unit, he sold three helicopters that had been eliminated by the unit to Ukraine. Later, he even ignored the reselling of arms.
Its number.
So Augustovich knew in his heart that what he had committed was unforgivable. He took out the pistol from his pocket and said: "General, this is the gun you gave me.
Use him to wash away my shame..."
"Put down the gun..."
"Put the gun down!"
Seeing Augustovich taking out his gun, the military police who poured in were shocked. Two people immediately stood in front of Grachev, and the remaining seven or eight people aimed their guns at the same time.
Augustovich.
"Get out of the way..." Grachev pushed aside the person blocking him and said: "Augustovich, if you have the courage to shoot yourself, don't you have the courage to accept the trial in court?"
"General, I'm sorry..." Augustovich shook his head, raised his right arm and pressed the muzzle of the gun tightly to his temple, and pulled the trigger without any hesitation.
With a muffled sound of "bang", a bullet penetrated Augustovich's head, and flew out with a pool of blood from the temple on the other side, and Augustovich's body followed.
Slumped down on the chair.
"General, he is dead..." Two military policemen from the law enforcement team rushed to Augustovich to check. In fact, even if they didn't say it, everyone knew that Augustovich was dead.
deal.
"Contain him as a corpse. I want to go back and write a report to the president..."
Grachev sighed. In fact, he also knew that the death of Augustovich was the best outcome, which also gave his political opponents no more excuses to attack him.
"Alex, take people to Kuhl Town immediately to arrest Ivan..."
After Grachev turned around, he said to Alex, who was standing in the corner of the room: "Let Ivan hand over all the shares in the Siberian training camp and hand it over to a man named Little Jeff. If he can grow old
If you do it honestly, you can save his life..."
Grachev knew that two people from the Alliance of Superpowers died this time, and it was not enough to just kill one Augustovich. If there was no other explanation, even the president could not bear their anger, so the instigator
Old Ivan became a necessary victim.
As a person directly placed by the president in this army, even Grachev only learned about Alex’s true identity today. Moreover, this matter was personally handed down by the president and left to Alex to handle.
Being able to stay out of the situation is a way of avoiding suspicion.
"Yes, General, I promise to complete the mission..."
Alex, who had been escorted in just now, no longer looked like a prisoner, but had a high-spirited look on his face. If the dead Augustovich could be resurrected, he would definitely give Alex the first chance.
Is this traitor one shot and then committing suicide?
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