The young man leading the way opened the door and signaled to him. At this time, Feilidrisi was a little nervous for no reason, but he could only walk in first.
As a result, after entering the room, Feili Lisi discovered that he knew the person he needed to see this time. It was still the familiar face, but it was much older than before, and he was still fat. The person sitting in front of him was Fei Li.
Christo was the chief officer during Lidrisi's training, but according to news from a few years ago, wasn't he, the training director, already the deputy director? Could it be that this mission was so important that a deputy director was needed to carry it out?
Felicis's confusion was not felt by Christo. He only smiled and said, "Hello Felicisi, long time no see."
Faced with Christo's greeting, Felicis came to his senses. This was not the time for him to make random guesses. "Hello, Mr. Christo. It has been several years since we last met. I didn't expect you to still remember me."
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At this time, Christo replied, "As an intelligence officer, it's not too difficult to remember the appearance of people a few years ago. I mean, you left a very deep impression on me at that time."
After the two talked about their past, Christo, who was the commander of the operation this time, spoke about Feili Delixi's mission. "This time I wake you up. The mission is to prepare a ship to transport goods."
When Felicis heard this, he subconsciously replied, "This is simple."
As the most skilled worker in the shipyard, Feili Delixi has this confidence. Can he still find a ship to transport goods in the shipyard?
Federici's words did not make Christo stop. Instead, he asked, "Is it simple to need a ship that can transport at least six to seven hundred tons of cargo?"
Christo's words made Felicis feel pressured. There are indeed many ships of various sizes in the shipyard that need repair and maintenance, but there are only a few ships that can carry six to seven hundred tons of cargo. Kazan is not a seaport.
There are all ships. As a port on the Volga River, the largest ship in Kazan can transport only eight hundred tons of materials. He has several ships in his mind that can transport six to seven hundred tons of cargo.
While thinking about whether any of these ships needed to come to the shipyard for maintenance, Feilidrisi prepared an escape route for himself. "This will take time to prepare. Is it okay to use two ships?"
Faced with Feilidrisi's question, Christo responded directly. "There is no problem, as long as it can be transported."
Christo's words made Felicitry breathe a sigh of relief. Now a ship of three to four hundred tons is much easier to handle, and it is easier for him to buy it.
After Christo arranged this task, he continued, "There is another task that needs your help."
Facing Christo this time, Felicis asked normally this time. "What mission?"
"I will arrange for people to come to the shipyard before we move. You need to settle them."
"how many people?"
Faced with Feilidrisi's inquiry, Christo smiled and said, "There are not more than a dozen people. They are here to ensure the safety of our transportation vehicles."
Felicisi thought about the abandoned buildings in the shipyard and replied, "No problem."
Seeing Felicis's willingness to agree, Christo took out a bottle of vodka and poured two glasses, handed Felicis a glass and said, "Then I wish us a successful completion of the mission."
It's hard to find vodka these days, and Felicis hadn't had a drink for a long time, so he took the glass and drank it in one gulp and replied, "I wish the kingdom a victory in this war."
"Blessings to the Kingdom."
After the two put down their glasses, Christo said, "One more thing. Can you find a way to find vehicles and other transportation from the shipyard?"
When Felicis heard what Christo said, he asked, "Is it to transport goods on the ship?"
"Yes, according to our plan, we do not have enough time, so we must use more means of transportation."
Felicisi knew the situation in the shipyard well, and after thinking about it, he replied, "This problem is not too difficult, I will find a way to solve it."
"Then I wish you success in advance."
After Felicis and Christo discussed the task, they turned around and left. He still went out from the tailor shop, but he had an extra piece of clothing when he went out. After all, the reason to come to the tailor shop to buy clothes was enough.
On Christo's side, preparations started again after Felidrisi left. As Romania's largest foreign operation since its establishment, Christo had countless things that needed to be dealt with, and Felidrisi
The west side is just one of the retreat routes for this operation. In fact, the number of people involved in this operation is unparalleled even in China. The number of lurking people in the early stage alone reached nearly a hundred, and when preparing for the operation, the route
The opening of various strongholds on the map, as well as the most important armed and transport personnel needed to seize Kazan gold, will be a big plan involving nearly a thousand people.
Although there are other people sharing the worries, the most important thing is that Kazan really needs Christo to make his own decision, so he is very busy now.
"Ta~ta~ta"
Just then there was another knock on the door.
Christo stopped the pen in his hand and responded, "Come in."
"Mr. Yehu is here."
Christo immediately responded to the entourage's words: "Let him come in."
After Christo finished speaking, a middle-aged man wearing a long-brimmed hat and a shabby coat walked in.
Christo asked directly without waiting for him to speak. "Silka, how is the matter?"
Silka, who was called Wild Fox, came in and took off her hat and said while taking off her coat. "I have found Mr. Donovsky, but his price is a bit high."
Shirka didn't answer immediately. His eyes lit up when he saw the vodka on the table. He took the bottle without politeness, poured himself a glass, drank it in one gulp, and then said after thinking about it, "He wants five tons."
goods."
When Christo heard what Silka said, he immediately became furious. "Does he know how much five tons of gold are worth? Isn't it the location of a secret room? If he dares to ask such a price, why don't he grab it?"
It's no wonder Christo is unhappy. He dares to offer five tons of gold for the location of a secret vault. Isn't this crazy?
It's just that the current situation requires them to know the location of the secret vault. This is all due to lack of preparation before. In fact, this cannot be entirely blamed on them. The Romanian intelligence agency had previously arranged for personnel to lurk in the Kazan Bank, but due to the time of lurking,
The short level is not high, so currently I only know the situation of the vault, but I have no idea about the secret vault.
Currently, in the face of the increasingly approaching White Russian army, the dozens of tons of gold in the vault have already been transported away. The Romanian intelligence agency clearly knew that the Tsarist Russian government had shipped more than this amount at that time, so the situation was very serious.
Obviously some of the gold was not found by Soviet Russia. After all, even though Kazan has become less safe, still leaving a large amount of gold is not an act of funding the enemy.
So this is what the Romanian intelligence services focused on.
And this Mr. Donovsky is currently the only person who knows the location of the secret vault and remains in Kazan. As for the others, they have long since fled and defected to the provisional government in Ufa.
At least he was the only one the Romanian intelligence agency knew about. But even if he was the only insider, the price he offered for five tons of gold was too much.
Facing the explosive Christo, Shirka was not afraid at all. He continued to drink the wine in his hand and said, "Isn't this just robbing us?"
Hearing this, Christo said somewhat darkly, "Isn't he afraid of spending this money for his life?"
When faced with Christo, Hilka drank another drink. This move seemed a bit irritating, because Christo showed signs of angering him. However, it seemed that Hilka often did this in front of Christo.
With just one sentence, he skillfully changed the direction of the person in front of him. "Others have already thought of a way out."
"explain!"
Hilka took out a note from his pocket and said, "He asked us to send this to a person named Moria in California, USA, and we must receive a reply within two days before he can contact us.
cooperate."
Christo took the note from him and opened it. It was full of messy letters. Through the fresh ink marks, Christo relied on his many years of experience to determine that this note was written not long ago.
The coded telegram, and Shirka's words also confirmed his guess.
"This was what Donovsky wrote when he returned to his room after talking to me. The ink was still wet when he handed it to me."
"So this is most likely a telegram about leaving us with clues."
Both of them have been engaged in intelligence work for many years, and the prerequisite for Donovsky's cooperation is the reply to this telegram, so it is likely to be the case. And this Mr. Donovsky is very smart, leaving it to them
Two days. After deducting the time the telegram was on the road, there was not much time left for them to decipher it.
Silka looked at Christo who was thinking and asked curiously. "What should we do now?"
Christo thought about various methods in his mind, but finally gave up, so he could only sigh and said, "What else can we do, I can only send a telegram to the country, hoping that the boss will not say that we are not doing well.
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"I knew you would say that."
Faced with Silka's words, Christo came to his senses and saw that the vodka was already half empty. He felt a little angry and couldn't hold it back. "Silka, it seems that you won't drink all my wine."
Willingly."
Faced with Christo's angry words, Shirka said nonchalantly, "Stingy guy."
After saying that, he poured another glass.
An hour and a half later, the problem that troubled Christo and Silka was placed in Milok's office. Also attached were two pieces of information about Donovsky's importance to this action team.
A veteran of the job certainly knows what to say.
Facing this somewhat greedy request, Milok also smiled bitterly. The reward of five tons of gold was the largest amount he had ever handled. So he could only pick up this telegram and find someone who could make a decision. This person also
It can only be our beloved King.
Of course, he would take this telegram to the technical department for deciphering, but he didn't have high hopes. This was not because it was too complicated, but because he didn't have enough time. In the absence of other reference objects, according to his many years of experience, this code
It will take at least five days. And after deducting the time for transmission, they only have half a day at most, which is too little time for them.
