king of war

Chapter 287 Cracks
A quiet town in the Caucasus Mountains. In the past, it was basically isolated from the world. There was only a dirt road leading to the road down the mountain.

This place is backward and somewhat closed. Only the local villagers work here from sunrise to sunset, guarding the vineyards and winemaking workshops. Slowly, young people begin to leave this mountainous area and venture outside.

One day, the young people who were outside suddenly returned to the village. Unlike when they were ignorant and ignorant when they first went out, the young people who came back all carried guns and pulled cannons, with a fierce murderous look.

From that day on, the whole village became lively. Hundreds of people settled in one after another, crowded the originally small village to the brim, and even dug holes in the nearby mountains to set up tents.

These people who came here not only brought a lot of trouble to the villagers, but also brought a lot of economic benefits. After all, the consumption of hundreds of people is not a small sum, and the people in the village made a small fortune through this.

However, the vineyards and winemaking in the village were neglected in the past, and the hundreds of rebels did not like to drink wine, but preferred vodka and whiskey.

Ivan stood on the steeple of the bell tower, looking at the neat grape racks in the distance, a sea of ​​green mixed with fruitful red grapes, paired with tomatoes and cabbages next to it, the colorful colors are very beautiful, this scenery makes people look Feel comfortable.

Taking a deep breath of air, the aroma of flowers, herbs and fruits reminded Ivan of the taste of his hometown.

Although this world is very similar to his hometown, things are different and people are different. Not only did it not alleviate his homesickness, but it made it worse.

"This season, the flowers in my hometown are also blooming." Ivan murmured, "Little Natasha should be running on the country road. She likes to run on that road with her dog. When is it? Where did they plant the mines?"

As he spoke, Ivan had a smile on his face, but tears flowed from his eyes.

Seeing Ivan crying and laughing, the other people were silent, not even daring to breathe, the atmosphere was very oppressive.

Ivan's hometown is also in a similar small village. His childhood and youth were full of happiness until the arrival of those terrorists.

Then the counter-insurgency government army came, and the two sides started a tug-of-war for many years. The war destroyed Ivan's homeland and all his good memories.

Looking at the rebels passing by in groups of three or four in the peaceful village from time to time, it is so similar to that of the past.

"Those damn guys!" A trace of anger flashed in Ivan's eyes. The anger was not big, but it could burn everything.

At this time, a beautiful woman with a fiery figure walked from the church to the yard, looked up at Ivan on the steeple, and with a light jump, she rose four or five meters out of thin air and landed firmly on the roof.

"Ivan, something is wrong." The beauty walked up to her, frowned and said to Ivan worriedly, "A few of Zakayev's cronies came to the village, and they would always stare at us when they came."

Ivan glanced at the beauty with a smile, and said dotingly: "Alena, don't jump up like that in the future, or people will notice you."

Aliena nodded in agreement, and seeing Ivan start to look into the distance again, she couldn't help but said worriedly, "Does Zakayev want to cross the river and tear down the bridge?"

"It's okay, don't pay too much attention to that dictatorial warlord, crossing the river and demolishing the bridge is as easy as eating and drinking for them." Ivan said lightly, "After all, his relationship with us is purely a combination of interests, I use him to complete Mission, he used me to engage in arms and sell gold."

There was a strong man next to him with a worried face, "What if Zakayev wants to attack us?"

Another tall, thin man wearing glasses was a little puzzled, "We are his most important arms supplier, and it doesn't do any good to deal with us. It doesn't make sense."

"Alyosha, have you forgotten about the other reincarnations? Maybe it's their fault." A thin girl opened her mouth to retort.

Alyosha shook his head, "The reincarnations all choose their camp at the beginning. The 141 Special Forces, General Sheffield, and Zakayev each have their own missions. The camps are naturally hostile. How could Zakayev be allowed to deal with us."

"It doesn't matter." Ivan shook his finger. "It doesn't matter who did the trick, and neither does Zakayev. After all, our real task is his successor. The key is to ensure that the target takes over the entire organization smoothly."

Several other people stopped talking after hearing Ivan's words, and looked at Ivan together.

"Andre, follow Sophia to pay attention to those newcomers." Ivan patted the strong man's shoulder, "If they want to do something, get rid of them."

The strong man nodded, and Ivan then looked at the thin girl, "Sophia, you are responsible for this matter, and you can handle it yourself when you let Andre do it."

Sophia agreed, and Andre turned and jumped off the roof of the church.

Ivan turned around and looked at the other two people, "Alena, Alyosha, how are you preparing?"

"The investigation of Boris Wasevsky's situation is clear. This person and Zakayev knew each other in the former Soviet army and participated in the Soviet-Afghanistan War together. The friendship between the two is extraordinary." Aliena took out A document file was released, "When Zakayev led the army to rebel, Boris followed him. The Nationalist Party was also created by Boris. He is the chairman of this party."

"How powerful is he?" Ivan looked through the files in his hand carefully and asked with a frown.

"Most of the entire party is his people. Twenty percent of the officers in the army are his old subordinates in the Soviet army. Apart from that, there are not many people who support him. More than half of the army are Zakayev's confidantes." Aliena replied.

Ivan narrowed his eyes, and closed the file casually, "Pay attention to this person, his power must be more than that on the surface, he is a standard politician, and he must have attracted many people secretly, otherwise how could he win the fight?" As a direct disciple of Zakayev, you must know that Makarov is ruthless and has a very flexible mind."

"But in the end, as soon as Zakayev died, he was kicked out of the organization by Boris and had to set up another branch."

"Even if the organization was split, under the leadership of Boris, not only did not weaken the fighting power, but successfully seized the power of Ross, and transformed from a terrorist to the president of the country."

Ivan's words shocked the two of them, and they immediately figured out a lot of things. Recalling the plot of the original game, coupled with Ivan's reasoning, they realized that they were a little negligent, and they almost missed the character hidden behind the protagonist group. Big boss.

You know, in Modern Warfare 2, Ross led by Boris launched a full-scale raid on the United States, which caught the United States by surprise and almost overturned.

"This person is our biggest threat. Zakayev is just a lone husband who is about to enter his grave." Ivan sneered, "If he doesn't know the current affairs, I don't mind sending him on the road myself."

(End of this chapter)