Soviet Union 1991

The Kremlin, which was fanning the flames around the world, seemed unusually quiet at this time. Romanov carefully cut the steak with a knife and fork, and then chewed it slowly. The entire splendid palace was immersed in dark silence at this time, and the flickering electronic sparks emitted a cold light, illuminating the dining table surrounded by candlelight.

"Well...it's very interesting to listen to this report. With Moscow as the center, an axis of evil is forming, headed by Russia, Ukraine and Belarus, plus the totalitarian countries in the Middle East, which are constantly developing and growing. They are trying to create an evil group that opposes the progress of human civilization, and what we cannot tolerate is that they are trying to control the world. The free world will never surrender to the axis of evil... It is really ridiculous.”

He closed the newspaper in his hand and threw it to the side of the dining table, then raised his head and looked at the bald head opposite.

Sitting opposite Romanov is Yuri, a figure even more mysterious than the General Secretary. They couldn't tell what the other party was thinking at all. Only General Secretary Romanov could guess what he was thinking.

Yuri did not start the dinner on the table, but looked at the General Secretary calmly, and then said tentatively, "The Americans are ready to unite people all over the world to point the spotlight at us. The Soviet Union's activities in South America have indeed caused a stir. Opposition from many countries. This anti-American country is also worried about whether it will attract wolves into the house. Although Comrade Romanov does not care about the voice of ants, I think Colombia's heartbeat should be temporarily delayed. After all, it is a bit hasty to fan the flames in the American back garden. ”

Yuri wanted to wait until the United States declared war on the Soviet Union before carrying out the behind-the-scenes actions. Apparently Romanov advanced the action and broke his wishful thinking. He sent General Kukov, who was loyal to Romanov, to serve as the commander of South America. Strategic operational command.

His conditioned reflex was that Romanov knew his full plan, and Yuri did not dare to test him easily. He didn't know how many trump cards the opponent had hidden behind his back. Romanov seemed to know everyone's mind.

When his mental control reaches out to the General Secretary of the Soviet Union, it is the moment when the two sides break apart. Yuri has been carefully managing the relationship between the two parties. He is afraid that if he makes a small mistake, everything will be lost.

Romanov wiped his lips carefully with a white napkin. When he heard the other party's reply, he raised his head and asked questioningly, "Does Comrade Yuri think that we should not attack the Americans at this time? Or does Comrade Yuri think that we should not attack the Americans at this time?" Have compassion for Americans?”

Yuri quickly lowered his head and whispered, "No."

Romanov gave the last piece of beef. At this time, the Soviet Union was in a wartime state. Even Comrade General Secretary was not willing to eat the most delicious potato stew on ordinary days. Instead, he had canned meat mixed with vegetables.

"I hope not. Sympathy for the enemy is kindness to oneself. Comrade Yuri, I don't want you to make some major mistakes in certain things, understand?"

Yuri didn't dare to say anything, and he lost all his previous calmness in front of Romanov. His words sounded more like insinuations, implying that he knew some of the little moves behind his back. Of course, mind control technology has not yet been completed, and Yuri will not take drastic actions against himself.

Yuri's suspicion is that Romanov is controlling the overall situation. Even he himself does not have the capital to make a comeback. The opponent is too strong. After all, it is Romanov, a person who is ready to ignite the fire of revolution around the world.

Yuri fell silent and stopped talking.

And Romanov only expected a bloody conflict to break out between the FARC and the CIA.

After traveling through the Colombian rainforest, the agent team codenamed Ghost finally arrived at the base camp. However, what awaits them is not a welcoming ceremony, but a bloody harvest after death. The last bits of fire in the base camp, which was filled with a strong smell of blood, had also dissipated. There was only a silent building left, which looked particularly strange in the rainy night.

The agents signaled to each other, quickly set up a fighting terrain, and walked towards the wooden house. They could see scattered corpses along the way. Their torsos had long been cut off and split into several sections, mixed with rain and mud. It looks particularly weird in the dark.

The original drug manufacturing area was already in a mess, and the goods originally intended to be shipped out were looted. It was obvious that someone had planned a sneak attack on this base camp and robbed them of their supplies.

For the CIA, this is not a good thing. As their footsteps got closer and closer, the final scene left everyone stunned.

The commander of the Revolutionary Armed Forces of Colombia and the largest drug lord in Colombia. Mr Tymoshenko is now hanging from a telegraph pole, having died in the exact same manner as hostages executed by drug lords. The throat was cut with a sharp blade and then hung upside down. A deep gash was cut in the abdomen, and the internal organs fell to the ground.

Some people covered their mouths, and some people squinted their eyes, as if they were looking at something.

A large number of prepared goods disappeared, and the top leader was killed, but the mastermind behind the scenes never showed his shadow from beginning to end.

The bearded commander only thought of one possibility.

"This is a trap."

The commander of the Ghost Agent realized something and turned to face the others behind him. His expression showed a look of horror. He said in panic, "Damn it, this is a trap. We must leave here. If I guess correctly, the reinforcements of the Georgian armed forces are on the way. Evacuate, evacuate quickly."

Because he saw the CIA logo deliberately left on Tymoshenko's body, as if someone wanted to deliberately frame them for the attack on the base camp.

The dense rainforest seemed to hide some kind of uneasy murderous intention, and the shadows of the swaying leaves were full of dangers. The corpses under the feet and the bloody base camp were the perfect bait prepared for the CIA!

As soon as the voice fell, the sound of cars starting and rustling footsteps were heard in the rainforest in the distance. Obviously, this was a large group of people, not a few survivors.

The bright lights began to flicker in the surrounding jungle, and the encirclement was gradually shrinking, as if they were going to catch them all in one fell swoop.

The agent raised his gun and aimed at the light source. No matter what explanation was given, they would not believe it. They had to fight their way out or surrender.

With their index fingers on the trigger, the agents found cover and prepared to shoot.

The commander gritted his teeth.

"Damn it, this is a conspiracy."