Just a hundred meters away from Megan, Daniel, who was from the CIA, was shot in the arm. The walkie-talkie he was holding fell to the ground. Blood dripped down the broken arm and spread all over the floor. He turned over and struggled to shoot the gun.
Colonel Isakoff came and shook his head.
"I surrender. I didn't mean to target you. I swear I didn't see anything. I'm sorry for my intrusion. I know that what you just performed was a normal transfer."
The lights in the underground passage were deserted, and Agent Daniel was making his final defense.
A group of Soviet soldiers gathered around, and Colonel Isakov stood out. He silently raised the muzzle of the gun in his hand, "No one can take away the Soviet nuclear warhead. No one can make us put down our weapons."
"No, no, no, we don't want to rob. We are just offering to purchase in order to avoid the proliferation of nuclear weapons. You can refuse."
Daniel held his broken arm and responded in pain.
"Colonel, it's too late for you to stop now. It doesn't matter whether I live or die. But don't make the matter a big deal, otherwise many people will die."
Daniel wanted to persuade him, but his thin words could not stop the crazy-looking Isakoff. The latter showed a hideous smile on his rigid face, and shouted with full of anger: "I have always wanted to make a decision, but I have never been able to make up my mind.
I'm asking myself, why should I let a group of idiots, literati, journalists, criminals, and businessmen decide my fate? I am clearly in charge of the most powerful force in the world, why do I have to listen to others?"
"I have been asking for a long time, but I still have no answer." Isakov's voice turned arrogant. "An hour ago, I received a call from Kiev. General Chechevatov gave me a verbal order.
Do you know what he wanted me to do? He wanted me to transfer the nuclear warheads. But he had no official documents and no permission from Moscow. He violated the rules.
But what will happen if it is not transferred? Will it be sold to you capitalist careerists? I know some people will sell it, they will definitely sell it, and they can’t wait to sell it.”
Colonel Isaach roared angrily, "In that case, why don't I take charge of all this? I have ordered all nuclear bomb silos in the military region to be filled with fuel.
All the mobile launch vehicles have left their hidden positions. The Tu-160 has taken off carrying nuclear missiles. Even I was surprised. It turned out that many people had the same idea as me."
Daniel was shaking his head, and a bullet hit him in the forehead.
"It's not as difficult as I thought."
Colonel Isaach slowly lowered his gun and turned around, his eyes sharper and firmer than ever before. Upon seeing this, the soldiers following him raised their guns and shouted, "Ula-hurrah".
In another underground facility not far away, the Yingjiang inspectors who arrived three days ago were being pushed into a separate room by the soldiers and locked up completely.
Some of the personnel guarding the nuclear arsenal also resisted or refused to obey, and without exception, all were executed by Isakov.
The colonel's military rank is high enough and he has enough prestige among the grassroots officers and soldiers. When he steps up to take action, as long as he controls one-third or even one-fourth of his subordinates, he can coerce the entire group to obey his orders.
After taking control of several nuclear weapons warehouses, the colonel personally led the team by car to the core command post of the entire underground defense line. For the first time, the spacious underground passage entered a state of actual combat.
The core command post is a hall deep underground, covering thousands of square meters. The layout here is similar to the control center of a space launch. There are rows of command posts in the hall, which can contact all combat units in the entire Kiev Military Region.
Less than half of the posts are occupied by staff officers and officers at all levels. These people are on duty here all year round and are responsible for commanding and dispatching the troops and combat system of the entire Kiev Military District.
The headquarters in Kiev is used for daily work, and real operations rely on this underground command structure.
On one wall of the command hall is a force and weapon situation map of the entire military region, which is equivalent to a movable sand table. As long as the corresponding command post picks up the phone, you can contact a highlighted unit.
Hundreds of heavily armed soldiers rushed in outside the hall, controlling everyone at the command seat. Staff officers at all levels felt baffled, but soon understood that this was a mutiny.
Opposite the situation map is the commander's position. It is enclosed by a layer of one-way transparent glass, and inside is a high-level command room that can accommodate a dozen people.
A major general was left on duty here. Facing the angry Isakoff, he immediately led the team and declared his obedience. In the blink of an eye, the entire command structure fell into the hands of the colonel.
At this moment, the Mi-8 helicopter took Uncle Zhou back to the Balaklea camp. It was also hard for him to travel back and forth in one day, but this time he was accompanied by General Chechevatov and his adjutants.
The power system rumbled overhead, and the atmosphere in the cabin was extremely cold.
The General was wearing a standard military uniform and stared blankly at Zhou Qingfeng. He was old and had the trademark muscular figure of the Slavs. But today, his uniform was bulging with a ring of explosives.
The helicopter flew for several hours and landed. When the guards in the camp saw the general's sudden appearance, they all stood in awe and saluted with special standards.
"General, your subordinates respect you very much. When I came with Isaac a few days ago, these big soldiers were all laughing and joking."
Zhou Qingfeng couldn't read minds. He just felt that he was like a 'fox pretending to be a tiger'. This time he came with the general, and the treatment he received was particularly different.
It was indeed different. The expressions of these soldiers were particularly stiff. It was as if the students who had peeked at pornographic books and periodicals in class had been caught by the teacher, as if they had seen a ghost.
The general and adjutant had explosives strapped to their bodies, and their expressions were stiffer and more ghostly than the soldiers in the camp. He simply returned the greeting, walked to the guard box in the camp, and grabbed the internal phone inside.
"I am General Chechevatov, and I am at the gate of the camp. Where is Isaacov?"
Zhou Qingfeng had a keen ear and eyesight. He was standing behind the general and could hear a panic shout coming from the microphone. It seemed that some tables and chairs had been knocked over. But the person who answered the phone quickly stabilized his position and answered a few formulaic questions.
sentence.
The general did not doubt that he was there and hung up the phone. The soldiers at the post drove the general in an off-road vehicle because there was a long distance from the entrance of the camp to the entrance of the underground facility.
Zhou Qingfeng followed him into the car and said with a cheerful smile: "Hey... coming with the general is different than following the colonel. Last time the big soldiers in this camp ignored me at all. Today they will
Much more enthusiastic and respectful.”
The adjutant drove the car himself and glanced at Zhou Qingfeng in the rearview mirror - if the dynamite detonator hadn't been in the hands of this bastard, he really wanted to find a piece of horse dung and put his mouth on it.
The off-road vehicle moved forward and the camp, which was supposed to be heavily guarded, was allowed to go all the way.
Zhou Qingfeng glanced left and right in the car, as if he were on a sightseeing trip. He was escorted under house arrest not long after he arrived last time and has never been around in person.
The car drove into a tunnel, passed through a huge blast-proof door, received the attention of armed guards, and entered a spacious underground passage. The four people in the car drove for five or six kilometers in the passage, when a figure suddenly appeared in front of them.
The adjutant who was driving had to brake suddenly.
The figure was not tall, with a petite but graceful figure. She was a blond foreign girl. She held a gun in her hand and pointed fiercely at the adjutant driving the car, then at Marco Shi in the passenger seat, and finally at the rear
The sitting general and Zhou Qingfeng.
This foreign girl probably wanted to say something cruel, but she was surprised when she saw the adjutant driving the car wearing the rank of lieutenant colonel. Looking at the old man in the back seat wearing a general uniform, she felt that she was lucky.
You can see Zhou Qingfeng...
Uncle Zhou was also looking at the other party blankly. He fearlessly faced the gun, frowned and said: "Why are there beautiful girls here who block roads and hijack cars? She pretends to be cruel when she sees others, but when she sees me, she acts like
Ghostly?"
Marco Shi went on an adventure with his boss today and had many adventures. But he couldn't help but said: "Boss, this girl looks at you very strangely. Is she your lover?"
Uncle Zhou is the one who is really weird. He is also confused, "If I hooked up with such a girl, there is no reason why I would forget it."