king of war

Chapter 274 Meeting Ceremony

Caucasus mountains.

In terms of natural scenery, it can be described as extremely beautiful, surrounded by mountains, overlapping, stretching deep and long.There are small lakes between the mountains, the lakes are green and quiet, and the waterfalls are dotted.

As the dividing line between the Eurasian continent, the average altitude is 4000 to 100 meters, the terrain is complex, and the situation is intertwined. In the past [-] years, all parties have come on stage, and it has never stopped.

Separatists, terrorists, spies, special forces, and counter-insurgency forces are entangled and fighting in this mountainous area. The valley is full of blood, and all parties have forged blood feuds.

In the lush forest, several figures stood on the rocks and looked at the valley in the distance. A blond woman couldn't help but exclaimed, "This is really a piece of paradise."

A strong man next to him observed the distance with a telescope, and couldn't help reciting poetry.

"Here, dark clouds flowed submissively beneath my feet, and through them I heard the roaring waterfalls, and towering naked mountains rose beneath them, and beneath them were dry mosses and shrubs, and looking down, it was already In the shade of the forest, the birds are singing, and the deer are running..."

"It's Pushkin's poem!" A bearded and bald man next to him said with a smile, "Ivan, you are so interested."

Although this strong man smiled, his face was full of flesh and there was a long scar on his face, making him look very ferocious.

"Mr. Chadayev." Ivan put down the binoculars and showed a kind smile, "Your hometown is really a beautiful place. I'm going to fall in love with it."

"Oh, my brother, you can come here for vacation at any time." Chadayev laughed and came up to give Ivan a big hug. "The general has already summoned all the people. Let me invite you to the meeting."

"Is the gift I gave the general satisfied?" Ivan asked with interest.

"The general said this is a gift from God, and you are God's messengers." Chadayev said with a grin, and patted Ivan on the shoulder vigorously, "Thank you so much, my brother, It’s worth more than a few hundred million dollars, and you can’t even get a nuclear warhead now even if you have the money.”

Ivan showed a meaningful smile, "I guess you must need this thing urgently, so you chose it as a gift. As long as your funds are sufficient, I still have channels to get more."

"That's great, my brother." Chadayev smiled even more happily, patted his chest and said, "We have a lot of gold here, within three days, my men will deliver the gold continuously, At that time, our weapons and ammunition channels will depend on you."

"By then you'll have enough weapons to kill the Milks!"

"And heretics!"

"Hahaha……"

The two talked while walking, full of cheerful atmosphere.

Ivan's other companions followed slowly, with weird smiles on their faces, looking gloomy and chilling.

A group of people walked down the mountain ridge and walked into the village along a small path.

At this time, there were no civilians in the village, and there were guerrillas wearing all kinds of camouflage uniforms and carrying all kinds of weapons.

They are said to be guerrillas, but the various equipment is not bad at all. Night vision goggles, body armor, various assault rifles, from M4 carbines to AUG and G36 rifles, from MP5 to P90 submachine guns, heavy machine guns and brand-name sniper rifles can be seen everywhere.The walls of the house were lined with rows of RPG rockets and Stinger anti-aircraft missiles.

There are armored vehicles and Mi-26 helicopters parked in the open space next to the village, which are tightly covered by camouflage nets. There is also a set of radars and several anti-aircraft missile vehicles hidden in the village.

Ivan walked into a villa under the leadership of Chadayev. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a one-armed old man wearing a former Soviet military uniform and a black leather jacket standing in the yard.

He had a bare head, a neat beard, and a pair of vulture eyes that kept looking at others.

"Dzhokhar, is this our friend Mr. Ivanov?" the one-armed old man asked Chadayev with a smile.

Ivan stood up, nodded slightly and said, "Hi, General Zakayev, you can call me Ivan directly."

Zakayev stepped forward and offered to shake Ivan's hand, "Thank you Ivan, you have brought the most important thing to our cause."

"Even if you don't have this thing, your business will be successful, but it will be a little slower." Ivan said with a smile.

"Hahaha." Zakayev laughed, and then immediately restrained his smile, "From now on, you are our comrade, let me introduce you, this is Khalid Alasad, my closest friend comrades."

Arasad, who was wearing a red beret, nodded at him, and hugged Ivan face to face.

"This is my son, Victor, he helps me with some things."

Victor, in his blue Adidas tracksuit and big gold chain, looked more like a street gangster than a terrorist leader.

Ivan and Victor briefly shook hands and exchanged a few words.

Zakayev turned slightly sideways at last, and pointed to a middle-aged man in a suit behind him, "This is Boris Wasevsky, the chief steward of our organization, who helps me with chores other than the military."

Ivan narrowed his eyes slightly, showed a very sincere and friendly smile, and shook hands with Wasevsky vigorously, "Hello, comrade, it's nice to meet you. I hope we can become the closest comrades-in-arms and comrades."

Wasevsky felt a little strange, but he nodded enthusiastically to the man with great energy and mysterious identity in front of him, "Yes, we will be from now on, Ivan."

"So, the few comrades in the yard now are the famous Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, and they are indeed worthy of their reputation." Ivan looked around and saw no one else, so he deliberately raised his voice and said.

"No, there are only three here, and another knight is going to transport gold." Zakayev corrected, "I will introduce him to you when he comes back, let's start the meeting, my commanders are waiting Anxious."

Ivan walked into the hall of the villa, and at a glance, he saw that there were dozens of officers of all levels wearing military uniforms standing in the hall. They could be distinguished from the ranks on the epaulets. The youngest was a major officer, and even a lieutenant officer None of them can be seen, which shows the high level of this meeting.

It stands to reason that Ivan, a newcomer, is not qualified to enter such a core meeting, but he is too generous. Not to mention sponsoring a sum of weapons and funds, he even took out a big killer, a hydrogen bomb.

Chadayev, who was in charge of receiving Ivan, knelt down and almost called his father.

That's a hydrogen bomb. This thing is no better than an atomic bomb. Only five fathers in the world have this thing, and it is forbidden.

Ordinary terrorist organizations don't even have biological and chemical weapons, let alone nuclear bombs. If they only have a few of them, they are already at the top of the world. Now that they have hydrogen bombs, wouldn't they go to heaven?

(End of this chapter)