Chapter 55: The Fire Prison (Part 1)

  So, so, like this...

  As I went through the entire plan step by step, the expressions on everyone's faces changed from initial distrust and confusion to surprise and admiration, accompanied by a hint of sinister smiles. When I finished the last step, everyone let out a strange-sounding gasp.

  "This plan is perfect! Not simple at all!" The captain gave a thumbs up.

  I scratched my head in embarrassment and turned back to look at Kim Ji-joon, who had an expression that seemed to say "you're quite sly". The beautiful Scorpion-tailed girl also looked at me with a face full of approval.

  Hehe......, just playing a little clever, didn't expect to expose myself!

  "Alright, let's do it!" The captain glanced at his watch: "We still have enough time, let's hurry up! Hei Xiong, Nong Fu, Cai Dao, Shui She, you guys go to the gas station and get what we want. Make sure everything goes smoothly and don't leave any traces. Number 16, Scorpion Tail will keep watch, the rest of you stay here with me and prepare."

  "Don't worry, Captain!" The black bear pulled out his own MK23 pistol, mounted a silencer on it, and quickly slipped out of the room with Farmer, Vegetable Knife, and Water Snake, disappearing into the darkness.

  The captain picked up a iron pickaxe used by workers from the ground and threw it to me, he himself also picked up another one. Except for Birdman and Tank, all the other lunatics also picked up various tools from the ground. The captain sneered twice and said: "Comrades, civil engineering is about to begin!"

  At 5:30 in the morning, a fleet of cars led by police cars rushed towards the town on the highway outside the town. Anyone with discerning eyes could tell that this was not an ordinary fleet, with police cars, military vehicles and civilian vehicles mixed together, and everyone inside was armed.

  The motorcade was very long, with 4 police cars, two in front and two at the back opening the way and bringing up the rear, all with flashing lights but no sirens. Each car had about four people inside. Four Hummers followed, with reinforced chassis and armor, each with 4-5 people. Then came two armored vehicles, with an unknown number of people, with a armed escort vehicle in between them. Finally, behind them were three black BMW X5 SUVs, each with around 4-5 people inside.

  Police cars, military vehicles. BMW off-road vehicles with ordinary license plates. Such a complex fleet makes it difficult for people to guess what the identity of the people in the car is, but they all have one thing in common: vigilant eyes and everyone in each vehicle wears an earpiece and carries various weapons.

  In the armored vehicle behind the armed escort car, six or seven big men in military uniforms sat inside. Colonel Leit, fully armed, put down the map in his hand and rubbed his somewhat tired eyes. He casually took out a metal cigarette case from the breast pocket of his uniform, opened it, and took out an authentic Cuban cigar. He placed it under his nose and deeply smelled it. The fragrance of the tobacco immediately made him feel invigorated. Colonel Leit immediately took out a beautifully packaged box of cigar matches and a solid gold cigar cutter from another pocket, clipped off the head of the cigar, lit it, and lightly puffed on it. Instantly, the compartment was filled with the aroma of Cuban cigars.

  "Colonel!" Before Colonel Latt could exhale the smoke from his lungs, another military-clad man in the same vehicle said: "We'll arrive at Mettergrün town in fifteen minutes."

  Lieutenant Colonel Lei nodded, exhaling the filtered smoke from his lungs, and raised his right hand holding the cigar to gesture in mid-air: "Notify all vehicles not to relax their vigilance, everything will proceed according to the original plan."

  "Yes!" The military uniformed soldier nodded and passed down Colonel Lait's command.

  Colonel Rait and the soldiers from earlier, including those in the two armored vehicles and four Hummers, were all mercenaries. Colonel Rait was already over 40 years old, and since retiring from the special forces, he had taken a liking to the smell of gunpowder and started organizing a mercenary group, which became the current one. "Colonel" was his military rank in the army, and after ten years of fighting, Colonel Rait managed to expand the mercenary group from just a few people with guns to its current size, earning a reputation and fame in the mercenary world.

  Half a month ago, he received the current task, an escort mission, which only required him to escort the target from within Russia to the destination, with a commission of 100 million US dollars. When accepting this task, Colonel Lait knew that it was impossible and not allowed for a mercenary group to openly operate on the territory of a major international military power, as this would be a provocation! Moreover, the International Anti-Mercenary Act signed by various countries is there, even if Russia is willing to let them move around on its own territory, other countries will not agree! There are people waiting to find fault and watching.

  But the guy in a suit, claiming to be a member of some big Russian family, guaranteed that they would have free rein on Russian soil and could get paid as soon as the task was completed. Colonel Rait, who had been around the international block for years, knew that just being part of a big family wasn't enough to make a country give in. If it was something that could make the Russian government turn a blind eye, then things weren't as simple as they seemed on the surface. However, faced with a $10 million commission, Colonel Rait's heart skipped a beat - how many years would it take for mercenaries like them to earn this kind of money? He was getting old, his physical strength was clearly not what it used to be, and he was tired of the constant fighting. He really wanted to live a normal life. Moreover, the guy had promised him that if the task was completed successfully, he would give him an additional $100,000 as a tip - $100,000! So Colonel Rait decided, screw it! He'd do this one last job and then retire, taking his bank card to the Maldives for a swim or to Hawaii to sunbathe and watch sexy women, rather than carrying a gun through dark, smelly rivers or lying in wait for hours under the scorching sun or in the cold wind.

  As they approached the Russian border, they were picked up by a small private business jet and taken to their destination in a convoy of cars prepared for them. The police gave way, clearing the road. Lait's heart grew more aware. Although he didn't know what he was protecting, just this setup made things far more complicated than he had imagined. Police cars, military vehicles... Was the Russian government also secretly colluding with this powerful family? Otherwise, how could they have such a grand setup? Were they invited just to avoid suspicion? The Hummer and armored vehicle were occupied by his men, while the escort vehicle and several BMW X5s behind them were filled with suit-and-tie guys. He knew he shouldn't think about these things; as a mercenary who took money for tasks, he should only focus on completing the mission. So, he became even more cautious, making sure not to make any mistakes on the road.

  It is well known that Russia's internal situation is not stable, and various armed forces are everywhere. Just one Chechen armed element can make the Russian government anxious. The route is close to the border, and the convoy has indeed suffered many attacks by armed personnel, but relying on their advanced weapons, skilled military skills, and the extreme caution of the twelve members, they were able to turn danger into safety every time.

  The small town in the early morning had already appeared in front of the fleet, Colonel Latt tightly stared at the screens in front of him, which displayed images transmitted from cameras installed at various locations on the fleet. Glancing at the peaceful town ahead, Colonel Latt suddenly felt a strange sensation in his heart, and his hand holding the cigar trembled slightly.

  The same feeling in Lieutenant Rey's mind made him somewhat dizzy, feeling that something was wrong, but he couldn't see what was wrong. People who have played with their lives naturally have a kind of feeling or intuition about danger. Could it be that there is danger in the small town ahead? Impossible! The most likely places for an ambush had already been passed, and ambushing a hundred-man armed escort team in a city? This is impossible!

  With this thought, Colonel Lait's heart felt much lighter. He took a sip of his cigar, picked up the microphone and gave an order to increase vigilance to his subordinates, then leaned back against the wall of the car.

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