Russian border, near the North Caucasus region, S city.
Two SPM-"Bear" armored vehicles kicked up dust and drove quickly on a winding and secluded mountain road, flanked by steep cliffs.
The transmission device of this armored vehicle uses batch components of the famous "Ural" car. The engine life can reach 800,000 kilometers. It is in accordance with the Russian ГОСТ5096 bulletproof standard and belongs to the sixth level of protection. SVD sniper rifles and automatic weapons are used to target the vehicle.
Continuous strafing will not penetrate its light armor.
Moreover, the structure of the vehicle adopts a box-type load-bearing body with a high personnel compartment configuration and a V-shaped bottom, so the mine protection level also reaches level 1, which can be said to be very excellent.
What’s even more awesome is the BTD smoke screen system on the vehicle, which can hide the vehicle from enemy aim and fire in a few seconds and quickly escape.
Therefore, this kind of vehicle is usually used by the special forces of the Russian army.
In the rear compartment of the second SPM-"Bear" impact vehicle, Qin Fei looked out through the glass window.
It is close to the Caspian Sea and the air humidity is very high.
It was eight o'clock in the evening. Under the light of the car, the cliff on the roadside was dark and unfathomable. The wheels of the car were almost rolling over the cliff. Qin Fei could even hear the tires pressing against the gravel.
The sound it made when it squeezed to the bottom of the cliff and fell.
The speed of the car is very fast. It seems that the driver often runs this route. The speed of more than 60 kilometers per hour on this kind of mountain road looks as frightening as playing an arctic racing car.
"SHIT! Can't they drive nice and slow?"
Mist, who was sitting next to Qin Fei, retracted his head and did not dare to continue looking out the window.
"Qin, go and see how the driver is mentally and whether he has been drinking. If he drinks, we will be in big trouble."
The driver was a sergeant in the Russian special forces. He looked to be in his twenties. Qin Fei did not smell alcohol. This driving style reminded Qin Fei of those drivers who also drove in the PLA.
Like flying, it will not slow down even on mountain roads.
"If you are worried, you can get off the car and choose to walk. I will ask the Russian army for a GPS for you. Anyway, you are an elite member of the Delta Force, so you are not afraid of not being able to find your location."
Qin Fei felt that Mist was not actually afraid, but bored.
After the flight landed at Moscow International Airport in the afternoon, Qin Fei, Mist, Michelle and Lilith walked out of the airport and got into a commercial vehicle arranged by the FSB. Then they transferred to an air force base and were escorted by two Russians.
Accompanied by secret service personnel, they took a Mi-171 and flew south.
After more than three hours of flight, the plane finally landed at the airport near the North Caucasus Military District.
Two agents told Qin Fei and others that Alexander Kovich, the FSB's European intelligence chief, had established a command post at the border with Chechnya. To get to the command post, you had to ride an armored vehicle and drive 80 kilometers on the winding mountain road to get there.
This arrangement is really puzzling.
Why not just take the Mi-171 helicopter to the frontline headquarters?
Isn’t it unnecessary to get off the plane here and then take a nearly two-hour bus ride to meet Alexanderkovic at the border?
Could it be that the intelligence chief built his headquarters on the top of a mountain and couldn't land a helicopter?
Under Qin Fei's unbearable questioning, one of the leading agents finally told the truth.
In the North Caucasus, air access has not been safe these days.
This area is basically an autonomous republic, and it is close to Georgia to the south. The rather complex ethnic and geopolitical reasons make it like a body of water that is calm on the surface but has surging undercurrents on the inside.
Especially last month, a Russian Mi-171 crashed in the northwest of Chechnya near the border with the Republic of Ingushetia while performing an airlift mission. Although not much of the wreckage of the aircraft was found in the end, the pilot was
From the call with the Air Force Command Center, it was learned that they had been locked by the shoulder-fired missile at the last moment and had evaded it, but they still could not escape.
Therefore, the air safety level here has recently been upgraded to red. If there are special necessary circumstances, try to avoid using helicopters as much as possible. For safety reasons, armored vehicles were used for this trip.
"Well, the feeling of being protected as a VIP is really not that good." Mist put his hands behind his head, leaned on his seat, and looked at the two agents and three fully armed "Alphas" opposite.
"Special Forces Soldier.
After saying that, he suddenly asked one of the agents on the opposite side.
"Nicholas."
He called the agent's name.
"When can we be given weapons? I have never been without a weapon. Without it, it is like a man without a weapon."
"Here, you must carry a gun." Nikolai looked at Mist expressionlessly, his face full of the unconcealable arrogance of the Slavic nation.
"If anything happens, we can protect you."
As he spoke, Nikolai glanced at the "Alpha" special forces soldier next to him.
"What do you think of those guys?" Mist saw that his request was not agreed to, so he leaned into Qin Fei's ear and asked in a low voice.
Qin Fei glanced at the "Alfa" troop soldiers opposite. They were all wearing hoods and could not see their faces at all. He could only see two bright eyes.
"I'm not sure, it should be okay." Thinking that Mist is a member of the Delta Force, and the "Alpha" opposite is also one of several legendary Russian special forces.
So he smiled and asked Mist: "Who do you think is better between you and them?"
"Of course it's me." Mist said, "But if it's a strength competition, I can't compete with them. These guys look as strong as bears."
Qin Fei suddenly remembered the joke about Da Maozi and the bear, and couldn't help grinning.
The car finally reached its destination.
When getting off the car, Qin Fei looked around and found that this was an inconspicuous old warehouse. It looked like a military warehouse. The colorful marks on the wall showed that the building had been there for some time.
The warehouse is surrounded by barbed wire and is guarded by military soldiers. It seems that there are quite a few of them.
What made Qin Fei laugh and cry the most was that he saw two Mi-171 helicopters in the open space in front of the warehouse.
"What's going on..." Qin Fei couldn't help but ask Nikolai: "Didn't you say that the airspace here is not safe?"
"Yes, I said before that helicopters will not be used unless it is an absolutely necessary action." Nikolai replied without thinking: "Wasn't what I said clear before?"
Qin Fei was immediately stunned, thinking about it, the other party really said that before.
Following Nikolai, the group walked into the warehouse door.
The lights are brightly lit inside, and all parts of the warehouse are used. Wooden boards are used to temporarily separate different office areas. Some of them are desks with many telephones placed on them. Some areas are computer monitoring areas with neat rows and rows of computers.
Arranged, above are the surveillance images sent back by various reconnaissance equipment.
It is much warmer inside the warehouse than outside, and it seems that there is heating supply.
Many staff here even only wear a long-sleeved T-shirt with a gun bag hanging on their upper body, with a Makarov pistol inserted in it, and shuttle between different work areas.
"It looks very lively." Mist said: "Is this the temporary command center of the FSB?"
"Welcome to the temporary command center!"
With a loud baritone voice, Alexanderkovic walked out of a booth in the front, followed by two staff members.
He walked up to Qin Fei, Michelle and others, and after looking at them, his eyes fell on Qin Fei's face.