With a clear beep from Petrov's cell phone, the screen lit up.
A photo appears on the screen.
"Is it these people?"
Petrov raised the phone in front of Baskev.
Baskiff glanced at it.
In the photo, Kawasaki Ryuichi is sitting upright in the passenger seat, squinting his eyes and looking out the window, seeming to be staring at the photographer, with a unhappy look on his face.
"Yes, it's them, let them go." Baskif whispered.
"Put them over." Petrov used the walkie-talkie to issue an order to his peripheral patrol team.
Soon, the convoy of eight black Land Rover SUVs began to squirm again, quickly accelerated, and headed straight for the steel plant.
Fifteen minutes later, the convoy drove into the gate of the steel plant and stopped on the crushed slush road.
Baskev stood directly opposite the convoy, with his hands on his hips, staring at the lead car, which was more than thirty meters away.
Hot steam rises from the hood, melting the snowflakes that fall on it and heating it into white steam that curls up.
Time seems to have stood still.
Time ticked by, and everyone's heart seemed to have a huge stone pressing on it, beating extremely heavy.
There is no denying that this is an important moment.
Qin Fei was held hostage by several soldiers on the left and right, and behind him was a soldier from the "Caucasus Warriors" organization holding an AK74 automatic rifle, with the muzzle of the gun almost pressed against his back. Because of his previous behavior in the back of the truck, everyone was worried about him.
Qin Fei was extremely afraid, knowing that this master was not someone to be trifled with.
Gudu
Baskif swallowed his saliva and frowned.
Obviously, he is very dissatisfied with the current situation.
put on airs?!
grass!
He cursed secretly in his mind.
Now that we are on my territory, what else can we do?
The leader of this illegal armed organization almost went berserk, and even wanted to turn around and leave immediately. In the past, anyone who saw him would be extremely enthusiastic, not to mention hugging but at least shaking hands warmly. Fan Tianlong in front of him actually arrived, but he was in the car.
I sat there for so long, not knowing what I was doing.
But once I think about the generous rewards, and the 100 million U.S. dollars that Qin Fei lost a dozen lives to get.
Basiev felt that for the sake of the dollar bills, he could tolerate it for the time being.
Finally, the back door of the fourth Land Rover SUV opened, and a pair of black Martin boots appeared in Bavsky's field of vision.
Then, wearing a black leather jacket and a round tactical fleece hat, the short Takashi Kawasaki stepped on the pedals and jumped from the car to the ground.
Almost at the same time, the doors of several Land Rover SUVs opened at the same time, and more than twenty bodyguards with strong bodies and stern expressions stepped out of the vehicles. Each of them had an M4A1 automatic rifle with a sopmod modular system hanging on their chest.
, equipped with a 4x acog sight produced by Trijicon.
Each bodyguard wears a tactical vest equipped with a bulletproof insert, with grenades hanging on it. There are TAC seppa holsters on the left and right thighs near the hips, with two Glock 18 pistols inserted on them.
Four of them followed Ryuichi Kawasaki, slightly behind, two on each side. Although the muzzles of the guns were naturally drooped, the index finger of their right hand was lightly pressed outside the trigger guard, while the auxiliary left hand was lightly resting on the Picatin.
On the small tactical grip on the front of the Ni rail, their eyes were blocked by gray-black tactical polarizers, making it impossible to see where their eyes were staring at.
This is a highly alert preparatory action with a completely relaxed posture. As long as there is any disturbance, these well-trained bodyguards of the Black Sun organization will quickly complete the process of raising their guns, aiming and shooting within 0.3 seconds.
The other bodyguards spread out around the motorcade and stood at the four corners of the vehicle.
Such a formation can immediately use vehicles as cover when encountering an emergency, and can fight back as quickly as possible.
Kawasaki Ryuichi carried a silver aluminum alloy box and walked five or six meters away from Basiev.
He lifted the box and patted it gently with one hand.
"General, this is 150 million US dollars."
As he spoke, he turned his attention to Qin Fei behind Basiev.
"Mr. Fan asked me to take this kid away, and the other fifty million is your reward for transporting our equipment and explosive materials this time."
"150 million U.S. dollars?" Basiev's face darkened, and he asked with some confusion: "Didn't we agree to transfer the money?"
"We have thought about it again and again, and feel that bearer bonds are more suitable for you, general." Kawasaki Takashi said: "We have intelligence that your account is not safe, and we don't want to be traced for transferring money to you."
Basiev's sinister eyes glanced at Kawasaki Ryuichi's face, then looked past him towards the Land Rover convoy behind him.
It is obviously not worthwhile to discuss this business with Kawasaki Ryuichi.
In the previous transaction between Basiev, Fan Tianlong, and Kawasaki Ryuichi, Basiev was responsible for smuggling in XS explosive manufacturing equipment, raw materials, and finished and semi-finished products, and then providing a location.
But now the leader of the illegal armed forces has changed his mind. He is not only willing to be the captain of Kawasaki Ryuichi and Fan Tianlong's transportation team to transport these equipment, finished products, and semi-finished products to the North Caucasus. Now he has his own plan, which is to transport these equipment and finished products to the North Caucasus.
Get a permanent share of the xs dynamite project.
"I had a phone call with Mr. Fan before and asked him to show up today. Mr. Chuanqi, I am not disrespecting you, but I want to meet Mr. Fan in person today because I have something very important to talk about."
explain.
Kawasaki Ryuichi's face darkened and he said, "It's the same thing if you talk to me."
"It's different. We people in the North Caucasus are very trustworthy, and whoever has agreed to negotiate will do so." Basikev sneered, looking at Kawasaki Ryuichi with contempt as he took control of the overall situation.
He had to let Kawasaki Ryuichi know who had the final say here.
This was their first formal negotiation. We couldn't let the Italian-Japanese man in front of us underestimate him. We had to let him know who was the master here.
"If Mr. Fan does not show up, our transaction will be canceled immediately." He pretended to be indifferent, because he knew that he was sure to take Fan Tianlong and Kawasaki Ryuichi.
XS gel explosive manufacturing equipment and other items are all in my hands. Even if they fall out now, how can the opponent with more than 30 bodyguards be the opponent of more than 100 people here?
Basiev calculated that he had a complete negotiating advantage today, so he had to force Fan Tianlong to show up.
As long as he shows up and the two parties finalize the final transaction conditions, he can always take a share of the XS Dynamite project.
This will not only help you fight back against the Russian military, but will also be of great benefit to your own economic interests in the future. Many KB organizations in the world are willing to pay a large price to buy this highly concealable new explosive, especially in the Middle East.
Help old friends, they have a lot of money, but lack such a sharp weapon to deal with the nato country.
Kawasaki Ryuichi stood there and did not say a word.
Baskif raised his hand, snapped his fingers, and said to the people around him: "Since our guests are not sincere, we will withdraw now!"
After saying that, he turned around and left. Even his old friend Petrov was a little surprised and froze on the spot.
The atmosphere became a little weird, and the originally peaceful air became tense.
All the bodyguards, as well as those Petrov's men and the illegally armed soldiers of the "Caucasus Fighters" subconsciously raised the muzzle of their guns slightly and pressed their fingers on the triggers.
Baskiff didn't even look back and walked straight towards the tunnel.
step……
Ten steps...
Twenty steps...
Under the protection of two personal guards around him, he walked farther and farther.
"Bring that boy from Country Z with you!"
Following Basiev's order, several soldiers immediately surrounded Qin Fei and pushed him away from the scene.
Qin Fei's mood became confused again.
Could it be that the cunning Fan Tianlong sensed danger and broke the appointment again? He had no intention of coming here to meet Basikev?
The huge disappointment was like a boulder tied to his feet, dragging Qin Fei into the abyss of despair.