The early morning sun slowly climbed into the sky, and the first ray of sunlight shone on the earth. The quiet city once again showed its vitality.
Ivan IV Street, which commemorates the Liberator of Kazan, is not revitalized by the Kazan Reserve Bank.
"Heh~"
Yurif, who was yawning and with a hint of sleepiness on his face, was changing shifts with his partner.
"I'll leave this place to you, Yurif."
The comrade who had just finished the night shift impatiently handed the rifle to the two of them, dragged his tired body and left after leaving these words. They were still rushing back to catch up on their sleep.
Yurif glanced at his comrades who left, let out a long yawn, and then complained to his partner with satisfaction: "What a bad luck, why don't you assign us to collect supplies."
Listening to Yuriev's words, his partner Dovsky fiddled with his rifle and replied: "Are you excited by seeing other companies returning to the barracks?"
Facing Dovsky's words, Yuriv said disdainfully: "You are not envious. I heard that someone collected a gold watch while collecting supplies."
Yuriev's words made Dovsky stop playing with the old rifle. He replied: "Who wouldn't be envious, but who made our lovely comrade commander not assigned to the mission?"
Yurif remembered what happened a few days ago and couldn't help but said: "It would be great if there was still money in the bank we were guarding."
Dovsky thought of what happened a few days ago and couldn't help but said: "Stop dreaming, all the money in the bank has been emptied. If there is still money, do you still want to guard it meticulously for a few nights?"
Dovsky's words reminded Yuriv of the scene where the company commander and platoon commander kept patrolling and couldn't help but shudder. The feeling was really unpleasant. So he chose to change the topic.
"I hope I'll have better luck next time and be able to send us out and make a little fortune."
"No chance."
"Why? Did you get any news?"
Yuriev was a little surprised by Dovsky's words. He knew that his partner had a brother who was a soldier in the regiment and was well-informed.
Seeing Yurif's face full of desire for knowledge, Dovsky, who was satisfied in his heart, said: "I heard that our regiment is going to deploy manpower to strengthen security along the railway. Our battalion is unlucky and has been assigned. I guess the order
It will be delivered within two days.”
Dovsky's words made Yuriv complain.
"What damn luck."
Seeing Yuriv complaining, Dovsky felt the same way. Who doesn't want to make a little fortune to improve his life? He is almost tired of eating potatoes every day, and he hasn't had wine for a long time.
"If you want to drive more, this is at least closer to your home."
Dovsky knew about the situation of his partner Yuriev. This guy lived in Chebykres, not far from Kazan, and had an older sister in addition to his parents.
Hearing Dovsky's words made Yurif even more worried. He sighed and said, "I don't know if they have mobilized to relocate. My hometown is also within the scope of relocation."
Dovsky was about to say some comforting words, when his good hearing heard the sound of a car driving from far to near, which made him couldn't help but pay attention. Everyone has seen cars, but Bizet didn't join the army.
Yuriev, who is three months old, is different. He knows more, but he knows that there are not many cars that can be driven in Kazan City now, and they are all concentrated in the hands of the government and the army. Is there anyone coming to inspect them?
The way Dovsky looked around caught Yuriev's attention. At this time, he also heard it and couldn't help but look around.
At this time, several cars with square heads and square heads appeared on the corner of the street where there were not many people. These were the world-best-selling Dongfeng trucks. In order to protect them from the wind and rain, these trucks also had curtains pulled up on the carriages.
"What's the mission?"
Yuriev kept asking about his knowledgeable partner.
While the two were talking, the convoy drove to the bank and stopped. At this time, several people got out of the cab and walked towards the two. One of them, a leader wearing an officer's uniform and looking tough, had not yet waited for them.
When asked, he said directly: "Are you soldiers from the Sixth Company of the Second Regiment?"
Facing the officer's question, the most experienced Dovsky replied: "Yes, I didn't know you were...?"
"I am Major Ivan from the City Defense Command. I am here to perform a mission."
As he spoke, Major Ivan put his hand into his breast pocket and took out a folded piece of paper.
"This is my mission order, which needs to be handed over to your comrade, company commander."
While Major Ivan was talking to Dovsky, an entourage in civilian clothes who followed Major Ivan walked up to Yuriev, took out a pack of cigarettes and asked, "Do you want to smoke?"
"Thanks."
Yurif, who had stopped smoking for a long time, couldn't help but take out a cigarette from the box, and instantly he had a good impression of this stranger.
"Ding."
"Snapped."
The man took out a lighter and lit Yuriev's cigarette.
"hiss"
Yurif took a nice puff, feeling that every cell in his body was stimulated by this puff of cigarette, and he immediately felt different.
Yuriev, who was so intoxicated, did not notice that the man who lit his cigarette was paying attention to him and observing the conversation next to him with his peripheral vision. When Dovsky took over the instructions from Major Ivan
, this follower stepped forward and covered Yurif's mouth. Before Yurif could understand what was happening, he held his head and twisted it hard, and there was a slight click sound, with a look of surprise on his face.
The lustful Yurif lowered his arms feebly, and the cigarette he had just taken a puff on fell to his feet.
Yuriev's eyes gradually dissipated when he saw that Dovsky was also being hugged by Major Ivan, his head was twisted in a strange position, and his eyes were full of astonishment.
After getting rid of the guard in just two or three seconds, Vasily, who was pretending to be Major Ivan, supported the guard's trembling body and whispered to the person behind him who was covering them: "Lal, Russ, you come and pretend to be a guard.
Others follow me."
After Varisi finished speaking, the curtains lowered behind several carriages were lifted, and people wearing Soviet military uniforms and holding weapons jumped out of the truck one after another.
The sparse pedestrians on the street and the defenders' relaxation during the day made the subsequent operations go extremely smoothly. The lobby, duty room, second floor, and third floor were successively captured quietly by a group of people.
Among them, as the commander of the garrison, the company commander was caught by Varisi when he was fooling around with a girl with freckles in the former president's office on the third floor. He thought he had been discovered by the patrol officer, but he was completely
Captain Vidnov, who did not know that he was already in hell, ended his life in this way. The only thing that made him happy was that a girl was walking with him on the way to heaven.
After all this work, Vasily, who was tired and sweating on his forehead, ordered to his subordinates who were in the same situation around him: "Rule, you asked Shirka to bring that Donovsky over. Now the time has come for him to show his value."
After finishing speaking, he dragged his tired body and said to his subordinates: "Take the time to rest, we will be busy in a while."
Shirka, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately entered the bank with Donovsky.
"Go this way."
Donovsky, who was leading the way, led everyone through the halls and aisles to the small garden behind the bank. On the way, Donovsky also explained to everyone: "When building the building, a secret vault was already considered.
In order to prevent theft, many new technologies were used at that time, such as steel and concrete structures, rotor locks for doors and other high technologies. In order to conceal and confuse, the exit was also opened outside the building."
After arriving at the small garden, Donovsky walked towards an independent cabin in the corner.
"This tool room is where the exit is."
As soon as everyone entered the tool room, they saw the tools scattered aside. Looking at these messy tools and the obvious signs of reaction, Donovsky looked at a corner. After discovering the signs that had not been pried, he pointed there.
Said to Shilka and Vasily: "The entrance is right here."
Vasily stepped forward and knocked on the ground and wall, and said with some confusion: "This is solid, are you sure it is here?"
Facing Vasily's words, Donovsky nodded and said: "Yes, you only need to dig half a meter deep."
"It's simple. Abbott, Coles, and Donique, come and dig up this place."
The people Vasily named were big and round, and they looked like they were suitable for this kind of thing.
Several people who were digging here with tools did not take a while to dig out the place. At this time, a solid passage made of steel and reinforced concrete appeared. After everyone waited for the air to dissipate for a while, they walked directly inside with lights on.
After walking a few steps, the passage suddenly opened up. At this time, Donovsky walked to the corner and pointed to a small open door and said: "This is the power generation room."
Vasily pointed at the two of them casually. "You go and generate electricity."
The roar of the generator sounded in the vault, immediately lighting up the place. Donovsky walked to a metal door and said, "This is the vault door."
After hearing what Donovsky said, Vasily said to him: "Now that we know the location, let us do the rest."
As Vasily finished speaking, the other people who came in immediately began to prepare tools. Watching a group of people take out explosives and cutting machines, Donovsky said with some surprise: "You plan to blow up the gate here?"
"Yes, this is the fastest way. Don't worry, we are professionals and won't hurt you."
Hearing Vasily's words, Donovsky said with a bit of laughter and tears: "There is no need to do this at all, I have the key."
Donovsky's words caused everyone to stop moving, and the air was filled with an awkward atmosphere. Vasily glanced at Shilka specially to return the favor.
Xilka said awkwardly, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"But you didn't even ask."
As Donovsky opened the door to the vault, a glittering scene appeared in front of everyone.
Everyone was stunned for a moment, and Donovsky, who had seen this scene once before, couldn't help but be intoxicated. Because of the different properties, the gold used to belong to the Russian government, but now a small part belongs to him.
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Vasily was the first to reply. He stepped forward and picked up a piece of gold to examine it. The Russian abbreviation of the Reserve Bank was engraved on it.
"Okay, let's start working now. Rule asked everyone to prepare to pack all the gold into boxes and prepare to transport it to the shipyard."
Vasily's words made everyone recover, and the group began to put the gold into the prepared wooden boxes. The boxes also had the words "food, ammunition, etc." on them. These were all prepared by Christo. Such boxes were
There are three thousand.
Most of them are still in the transport fleet that Millett is responsible for, and these few of them will also join it for transportation. Of course, in order to ensure the safety of the fleet, the cooperation of other people in the plan is now needed.
