Anti-hero of a certain comic

Parked in the southwest corner outside the prison was a military green UAZ469 with a large logo of the Moscow Police Department on its body.

Diggle and Felicity were dressed like police officers, complete with coats and leather hats, and police station epaulettes.

And Anatoly, a senior cadre of the Sontsevo Brotherhood, walked out of the car in an officer's uniform and started chatting enthusiastically with the soldiers standing guard in front of the prison gate. Most of the content was obscene jokes and satirical remarks about Americans. joke.

At this time, eight hours had passed since Leo entered the Gulag prison.

Felicity and Diggle, who stayed outside the high wall, had the task of attracting the attention of the prison guards at the right time, and then being responsible for the escape.

"The boss should come out with Laila Michaels in 10 minutes."

Felicity looked at Anatole nervously as he got into the car, fearing that the Russian gangster would suddenly repent and throw Leo in the Gulag prison.

In her mind, gang members' promises were always unreliable.

Digel, who was staying in the back seat, kept his dark face calm and silently held the ppk automatic pistol hidden on his body with one hand.

"Escape from prison is not that simple, let alone the Gulag. Fortunately, your boss is very rich, and there is nothing that money cannot buy in this country."

Anatoly started the engine with a smile, waved to the soldiers on guard, and then drove into the prison in a grand manner.

The car, and the three people inside it, could stay behind bars for 15 minutes.

To this end, the Brotherhood paid for a property in Moscow, an account in a Swiss bank, and 20.00% of the annual income of a foreign trade company. Of course, the final payer must be White Industries, but in another business form.

After all, there is a price to pay for the Gulag Administration, the warden, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs to turn a blind eye to this.

"Everyone in the Gulag wants to escape this nightmarish place."

Anatole sighed.

If Leo can successfully complete the rescue mission within the next time, leaving the Gulag prison will not be a problem.

"Hacking into the surveillance system, cutting off calls to the outside world, and activating the alarm."

Felicity had her laptop on her legs and a serious look on her face as she carried out her plan.

Not long after, the alarm sounded, and the guard's call came from the loudspeaker, saying that a small-scale riot broke out in Ward [-].

The prison's security forces were mobilized there, which inadvertently created an opportunity for Leo, who was in Ward [-], to escape.

Time passed by, and only the breathing of a few people could be heard in the quiet car.

Diggle stared at the barbed wire gate of Prison No. [-], the prisoner's last step away from freedom.

As long as a team of six guards are taken care of, they can get over the wooden fence in a car and break out of this cold prison.

"Two minutes left," Anatoly said with a sigh. "If your boss hasn't come out yet, we have to leave, otherwise the guards will come to question you."

"No we have another option"

Digel, who remained silent, pointed his gun at Anatole and motioned for him to switch places with him.

The key members of the fraternity were stunned, shook their heads helplessly, and chose to obey obediently.

If the other party had a way to bring Leo out, he would naturally support it with both hands.

After all, White Industries is the financial backer of the Soncevo Brotherhood. It has a lot of business dealings in private, and the management fees have always been generous.

"Fasten your seat belt and sit tight."

Diggle started the car, stepped on the accelerator, and drove the snow tires across the muddy road, heading straight for the barbed wire gate of Ward No. [-].

This car was launched by the Ulyanovsk Automobile Plant of the former Soviet Union

This military off-road vehicle looks like a ferocious beast when driven at full power.

The engine roared and roared, and the 2.5L inline four-cylinder engine was running at full speed. It instantly tore open the solid barbed wire gate and rushed into the interior of No. [-] Prison Area.

"boarding"

Diggle released his hands on the steering wheel, raised his gun and shot down the two guards, and shouted to Leo and others who were walking out of the gate of the prison area.

"You really came in time."

Leo asked Bronze Tiger to take Leila Michaels into the car first. He picked up a Bison submachine gun he snatched from the guard and fired a burst of firepower.

After he dealt with the skinheads, it took him a while to deal with the prison guards. Fortunately, there were no accidents on Digel's side and he arrived in time to respond.

"If we are caught by the Russian government, in addition to espionage charges, we may also be charged with storming the Gulag prison."

Diggle emptied his pistol and then put his head back in the car. The violent sound of the engine urged Leo to get in the car.

"Don't worry, our private plane will not leave early."

After suppressing the remaining guards behind the barrier and not daring to show their heads, Leo threw away the Bison submachine gun with the empty magazine and calmly jumped into the car.

The uaz469, which was once a Moscow police vehicle, started up again, its wildly rotating tires rubbing against the ground and making a screeching sound.

The steel beast roared and drove out of the prison area, driving smoothly on the muddy road.

It wasn't until he broke through the wooden fence surrounding the Gulag prison that there was a burst of shooting sounds behind him.

The PK general-purpose machine gun on the guard post poked out, its cold muzzle spitting out a long tongue of flame.

The dense bullets hit the metal body of the car, causing little sparks from the collision. Felicity and others in the back seat of the car quickly ducked down to avoid being accidentally injured by stray bullets.

"Give me the weapons. There's a car following us. It's faster."

Leo shouted at Anatoli that he had anticipated this situation before and specially asked the senior cadres of the Soncevo Brotherhood to prepare firearms.

"Damn this is so exciting"

Anatoly laughed loudly, pulled out the black travel bag from under the car seat, and handed a Ruger 9 submachine gun into Leo's hand.

A dense barrage enveloped them, splashing countless sparks, and an off-road vehicle followed closely behind.

If something is not done, sooner or later they will be chased and intercepted by the Gulag guards and become prisoners again.

Leo, who was wearing a suit, opened the car door, put one foot on the edge, and leaned out with half of his body.

Pulling the safety of the submachine gun and setting it to burst fire, the 9x19 Parabellum pistol bullets roared away towards the off-road vehicle biting behind.

He squinted his eyes and stared closely. The noise in his ears gradually faded away, and the only thing in his sight was the approaching steel beast.

The roar of the engine, the rattling of machine gun fire, and the shouts of Diggle and others all seemed to be filtered out.

Leo could only hear the roaring cold wind and his own heartbeat.

The whole world becomes silent

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The arm holding the gun didn't tremble at all. The full-metal armored warhead, carrying a wisp of gunpowder smoke, spun out of the gun chamber at high speed, penetrated the glass window of the off-road vehicle behind, and opened the driver's skull.

A thick mixture of red and white liquid spilled out like oil paint. The accelerating vehicle suddenly lost control and skidded over on the muddy road.

Diggle witnessed this scene in the rearview mirror, his dark face full of shock.

As a veteran, he quickly twisted the steering wheel and stopped taking an S-shaped route to avoid the dense barrage.

Instead, he stepped on the accelerator hard, kept accelerating, leaving the guard sentry far behind, and rushed out of the prison.