Soviet Godfather

"Comrade Sergei Ivanovich Petrov, see how you led the soldiers. You once again maintained the last position in the regiment. Can you tell me why your results are so stable?" Chief Qiao criticized Sergei unceremoniously in front of the whole group. Xie Liaosha's expression of sincerity and fear at this time made the rest of the platoon leader secretly proud. A big soldier became an officer so quickly, how embarrassing these officers who were standing still.

　　 However, Sergei knew clearly that Lebed had already greeted him in advance. When he heard this madness, he instinctively wanted to refuse. What a joke, it was simply a bet on the lives of his brothers. But when Lebed told Sergey about the ins and outs of the matter, Sergey immediately realized Grachev's difficulties. Grachev was notoriously lacking in the entire 103 Airborne Division. Facing the reproach of his superiors, poor Grachev could only turn to his confidant for help. Is there any better bait than Sergey Sha? Really do not have.

"Comrade Sergei Ivanovich Petrov, you and your men are simply the shame of the 103rd Airborne Division. You are not worthy of being airborne. I think you might as well go for transportation!" The husband continued to belittle Sergei.

　　 Xie Liaosha flushed angrily, clenched his fists in both hands, as if it was about to explode anytime. Suddenly, another scene happened that everyone in the group hadn't expected. Sergei quickly grabbed Grachev's neck with both hands, and grabbed Grachev who was short in stature directly. It was unheard of that a platoon leader dared to beat the leader in front of the whole group. Some officers who responded quickly rushed over to persuade him to fight. Sergey and Grachev grabbed each other's neck collars and cursed excitedly.

　　 "Grachev, you begged me to be the platoon leader!"

　　 "I'm so blind, even a pig can do a better job as a platoon leader than you!"

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　　 Both people sprayed at each other, and the people around couldn't pull it away. After everyone's hands and feet separated the two people, Lebed hurriedly intervened between the two and prevented them from doing anything, even though he knew that everything was arranged.

"Lebed, these are your subordinates. Transfer them to the transport unit today. I can't control them!" Grachev finished saying this, and took off the uniform jacket that Sergei had torn apart. Threw it on the ground, turned and left angrily. Sergei was still chattering behind Grachev. Lebed could not help but sigh in his heart that they are all good actors!

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　　 Xie Liaosha's heroic deeds quickly spread throughout the 103rd Airborne Division, even Eva who was far away in the hospital had heard of it. She immediately put aside her work and ran to Sergei.

　　 "What's the matter? You really hit your leader? Aren't you having a good relationship!" Eva asked Sergei with a worried look. Yuri and the others were also sulking, and everyone was waiting for Seriosha to make up his mind.

　　 Xie Liaosha frowned and kept thinking about the problem, but it was not a contradiction with Grachev, because it was all negotiated, but how to make this bait safely. He hasn't told Yuri about it yet because he hasn't figured out how to do it.

　　 Eva thought that Selesha was worried about offending Grachev again. She watched the surroundings vigilantly, and then whispered in Selesha's ear. Don’t worry, there’s really no way for us to be deserters like those Turkmen and Kazakh soldiers, and flee abroad. Anyway, there is Kalim now, we can rely on her help to pretend to be refugees and flee to Pakistan, and then go to the United States. You can go anywhere in Europe.

　　 Xie Liaosha couldn't help but glance at Eva, this woman is so smart! I even thought about the way back so quickly. Sergei's life has been pretty good recently, and he has forgotten that he had planned to escape. Although Eva's proposal is good, Sergei will definitely agree to it if it is brought forward earlier. It is a pity that Sergei cannot be sorry for his friends at this time, nor for Grachev and Lebed. If he defected, Grachev and Lebed would end their lives.

Sergei took one last puff of cigarette, threw the cigarette **** on the ground, and said, "Isn't it just going to be a transporter? What's the big deal? Let's go today. Being a paratrooper in the province is so dangerous. I know where I was blown by the wind."

　　 "But I heard that the transport team is also very dangerous. It was just ambushed by the guerrillas not long ago, and almost no one survived." Eva said worriedly. Seleosa took Eva in his arms gratefully, and it felt so good to be cared for.

　　 "If Seryosha is really a transport soldier, I hope to modify the vehicle, at least increase the thickness of the steel plate, so that I can be a little sure when I encounter the guerrillas!" Yakov has already begun to think about his transportation career. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 "When the guerrillas come, just do with them, when have we been afraid of others!" Boris also expressed his opinion.

　　 Mikhail and Yuri also looked at Sergei with confidence, and everyone seemed to not take today’s matter seriously.

　　 "Would you like to go to my place today and have a good meal for you." Eva supported Sergei in her own way. Everyone agreed to this proposal. Everyone started to talk and laugh again.

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　　 "General, our chance has finally come!" Hafizola was sitting in the moonlight drinking tea, a subordinate hurried over and said excitedly.

　　 "Opportunity? What opportunity?" Hafizola poured a cup of tea to the subordinate again, and anxiously waited for the following. It's a pity that this guy ran a bit too quickly. He stood there panting for breath, and couldn't say what he said. Hafizola waited for it to be anxious.

　　 After a while, this subordinate can finally speak normally. "The five people in the photo, they offended their superiors and were transferred to the transport team. We finally have the opportunity to meet them face-to-face!"

　　 "Really? Is the news reliable?" Hafizola immediately stood up excitedly.

　　 "Reliable, our people and the Americans have confirmed it! They are about to run under our noses, Lord, it is a godsend!"

"Immediately notify Jalal to come to me. This time we must catch them. We can't let these cunning Soviets run away. The sky has eyes, and Abdul’s revenge can finally be reported. !"

Hafizola’s men led the way. Hafizola looked at the place where Abdul’s bones were buried in the moonlight not far away, raised the teacup on the table and drank it, then slammed the cup severely It was smashed.