Soviet Godfather

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Continuous gunshots sounded in the jungle, and the flying bullets hit several tall trees in the distance. This is a common problem with the AK-47, and the accuracy rate will decrease when shooting continuously. When a round of bullets was fired, the ground was littered with pieces of wood. To be honest, Gusinski prefers to use the AK-74, which has a smaller caliber and higher precision. If the AK-74 was used just now, there would not be these pieces of wood on the ground. But this is not the point, what he wants now is this effect.

This place is Gusinski's shooting range, and he often comes here to test the performance of weapons. The location here is remote, and sometimes Gusinski will execute some people here.

Gusinski pulled out the empty magazine and said to the people around him, "Bring him here." Two strong men immediately dragged a man out of a car. That guy's hands and feet were tightly tied up, and a cloth ball was stuffed in his mouth to prevent him from screaming. His face was bruised and purple, and there were bloodstains on the corners of his eyes and forehead. A lot of suffering.

Gusinski's men dragged him to the middle of the large trees that had been shot just now, and threw him to the ground. Just at this moment, Gusinski just reloaded the magazine. He took a puff of cigarette unhurriedly, and said in a bad tone: "I brought you here mainly because I heard that your brother-in-law hid with the Gorky gang. I want to know where they went? Tell me." I'll let you go. Do you understand?"

The guy who fell on the ground struggled to get up, nodding frantically. Although Seryozha transferred almost all the members of the gang to Tyumen, these people were all locals, and their relatives and friends were still in the local area. These people became Gusinski's breakthrough point.

Gusinski's men stepped forward and took the cloth ball from the guy's mouth. The guy knelt there retching for a while, coughing uncontrollably, and it took a while to adjust. Suppressing his discomfort, he said hastily: "Please don't kill me, I know where he is, they are in Tyumen."

Gusinski froze for a moment. The answer was beyond his expectation. He thought that these people had been hiding somewhere in Gorky City. He continued to ask: "What are they going to Tyumen for?"

"I don't know, I just know that they have a restaurant somewhere, it seems to be called Tatar's." The guy knew everything and was very cooperative. It's a pity that Gusinski was worried that he would tip off the Gorky gang after he went back, so he didn't intend to let him go at all.

Gusinski knew everything he wanted to know, and he nodded to his subordinates, who immediately understood what he meant, and casually walked to the guy, and a "bang!" shot ended the guy's life.

Gusinski turned back to the car and left. There is no need for Gusinski to worry about the following matters, as his subordinates will take care of them for him. Gusinski already had calculations in his heart, and those who went against him were always dead.

. . .

On a flight from Rome to Moscow, Frank Costello Genovese is sitting in the first-class cabin with his butler Octavio, tasting Soviet specialty caviar and vodka. The caviar is evenly spread on the small pancakes, and then sent into the mouth, the mouth is full of the breath from the sea. Italians love good food, and Frank is no exception. But in Italy, if Frank wanted to go out to eat, he usually had to book out the entire restaurant. Because the mafia is a dangerous profession, your enemies will not only come from the police and prosecutors who want to send you to prison, but also from rival families who want to send you to hell.

Frank Costello Genovese, a celebrity in Italy, was brought to court several times by prosecutors, but each time he was acquitted. Some of his judges died in car accidents, others drowned in their own bathtubs, and others went to prison because of scandals. The prosecutors and witnesses who tried to testify against him basically died,

So although everyone in Italy knew what Frank Costello Genovese was like, no one could do anything to him.

The purpose of Father Frank's trip is to solve the Gorky gang and Gusinsky's affairs. Although the situation is not what it was originally imagined, the old and cunning Father Frank always sees opportunities keenly. If the power of the Gorky gang and Gusinsky can be controlled, then Godfather Frank will completely open up a hailuoyin route across Europe and Asia, and completely monopolize the supply of goods in Europe. The prospect is so attractive, how could Frank ignore it.

Frank felt that he had almost eaten, he pressed the call device on the plane, and a flight attendant came over immediately. This is the first-class cabin, which is the key service area for the stewardesses. A beautiful stewardess asked Frank what service he needed in Italian.

"The caviar is delicious. Please remove these things and give me a cup of coffee. Soviet caviar is really good!" Frank smiled at the stewardess after speaking. Then he took out a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, then picked up a newspaper and read it.

"I'm glad you like our country's specialties!" The stewardess responded enthusiastically to Frank in Italian. She neatly packed the dinner plate for Frank, and then walked out of the first-class cabin and prepared a cup of fragrant coffee for him. After leaving the first-class cabin, the stewardess looked around, quickly walked to a hidden corner, took out a piece of paper and wrote down something on it. The stewardess held the note in her hand and walked slowly to the last row of seats at the rear of the plane, where there was only one passenger. The stewardess pretended to squat down to serve the guest, quietly stuffed the note into the hand of the passenger, then left here casually, and continued to work.

The passenger slowly opened the note in his hand, and the content on it obviously surprised him. He immediately pressed the pager, and the stewardess came back immediately. The passenger pulled her to a remote corner and asked in a low voice, "Are you sure you are the godfather of the Italian Mafia?"

The stewardess nodded affirmatively, and then said: "Yes, I'm sure it's him, Genovese" Frank Costello Genovese, the godfather of the family. Italian newspapers often reported about him. "

"Do you know the purpose of his coming to the Soviet Union?" The passenger asked.

Unfortunately, the stewardess shook her head regretfully.

The passenger said in a commanding tone: "Keep an eye on his every move. Report anytime!"

Godfather Frank certainly would not have thought that there would be KGB agents on this plane, because this was the Soviet Union.