Absolute Honor

Qin Fei didn't know why Yushchenko warned him, but he subconsciously retreated back behind the courtyard wall.

Just after returning to the courtyard wall and standing firmly, Qin Fei saw a situation that shocked him in a cold sweat-Absalaam got out of the car!

That's right, this guy hesitated for a few minutes on the two options of reversing and getting off, but decided to get off!

He looked a little angry, and while gesticulating and speaking some language that Qin Fei couldn't understand, he walked towards Yushchenko's car.

Qin Fei didn't know what was going on. Seeing Abu Salam's appearance, he was obviously angry.

He subconsciously touched the pistol under the down jacket and gently pushed the safety of the mp-443 pistol away.

In the event of an accident, Qin Fei was confident that he could hit this old fox as soon as possible and ensure Yushchenko's safety.

However, things seem to have undergone some unexpected changes.

Yushchenko sat in the driver's seat of the driver's cab, said something to Abu Salam who was rushing towards him, and then lowered his head as if he was looking for something.

A word came from Qin Fei's headset.

"Now, pretend to track."

Now, Qin Fei understood.

He suddenly understood that it was Yushchenko who deliberately led Abu Salam out of the car so that he could install the tracker quietly.

This is obviously very risky.

No one knows whether Absalaam will smell the agent on Yushchenko.

Of course, before Qin Fei and others came here, they had already carried out camouflage at the base, and Yushchenko also did the same. Now they are wearing clothes that are common to the locals, some down jackets in low tones, and they deliberately use muddy water on them. Things like that are dirty, and I don't know what it is sprayed on, it smells stinky.

The head is wearing a round black velvet hat commonly seen by the locals, and the lower body is jeans and leather shoes with an enlarged head.

The closer Absalaam got to Yushchenko, his tone and voice became calmer and calmer.

This made Qin Fei a little surprised.

But soon figured it out again.

Only then did he understand that when he and Mister first met Yushchenko before, they made a rather naive mistake, which was to sneer at Yushchenko's younger-looking little white face.

As a professional spy, what you want is not the murderous aura of a special soldier like Qin Fei, which is easy to show up, but like Yushchenko, who does not look threatening.

Yushchenko's impression is like a college student who has just walked out of campus, with a strong bookish spirit on his body. Because of this, his appearance anywhere will reduce a lot of danger and avoid a lot of unnecessary trouble.

This is why Qin Fei must wear makeup, which can conceal many appearance features.

It can be said that, like Qin Fei's current appearance, it is actually inappropriate to be a high-level professional spy. A spy is to look like an illusion and will not associate this person with his profession at all.

Sure enough, Abu Salam walked to a place three meters away from Yushchenko, and the people had become much calmer.

"Brother, what's the matter?!" he asked.

"I don't know." Yushchenko opened the door and got out of the car with an innocent look, then pointed to the car and said: "My car suddenly turned off when I drove here, and the engine couldn't hit."

"Let me take a look!" Absalaam rolled up his sleeves very righteously, stepped forward and lifted the engine hood directly, and said, "I open a repair shop. I think I can help you."

Yushchenko smiled inwardly, he was betting on this point of Absalaam-he thought he was running a repair shop, he thought that Yushchenko's car was not a big problem, so instead of slowly backing up, risking it was easy There is a risk of traffic jams here, it is better to get out of the car and help the other party.

He was very confident in his repair skills. He dismantled hundreds of Lada cars, and he only had to open the hood to know if they could be repaired right away.

The hood was lifted to obscure Absalaam’s sight. Qin Fei took the opportunity to slip out from behind the hidden courtyard wall, quickly approached Absalaam’s car, then squatted at the back of the car, and quickly moved the tracker. Gently stick it up under the chassis of the car.

despair--

With a soft sound, the magnetic device attracted the body.

Qin Fei grabbed the tracker and tried it. It was no problem and it was very reliable.

After doing all this, Qin Fei immediately got up and went back to the courtyard wall while Absalaam was still working on repairing the car.

"It's just that the battery wiring is loose, there is no major problem!" Absalaam simply checked the engine and came to the conclusion that this kind of minor problem does not stop him, the car repair master, even though he is Bath. One of Keiff’s liaisons at the border, but he is also a genuine repairman.

"Try again!"

He waved to Yushchenko with a sense of accomplishment, as if he had done something extraordinary.

Yushchenko nodded and bowed his waist to thank him. He returned to the cab and turned the key.

Sure enough, the engine ignited immediately after the sharp motor noise passed.

Bang--

The hood is closed.

Absalaam coldly hummed a thick nasal sound from his nostrils and taught Yushchenko: "I will check my engine regularly in the future. I have a repair shop in this town. You can go to my place to check it. I’ll fix it for you for free.”

Yushchenko got out of the car and paid the money to Absalaam, who turned the money back with a scornful look.

"Looking at you like this, you know it's a student, right? You came here to travel from other places?"

"Yes, I plan to go to Ingushetia to see the tower." Yushchenko said with a grateful look: "I didn't expect that the car broke down before arriving here before crossing the border."

"It's okay, there is nothing wrong with your car, it's a bit old, let's go! Be careful next time!" After saying that, he went straight back to his car and watched Yushchenko drive away the car in the middle of the road~ www.NovelMTL.com~ Then stepped on the accelerator and the car disappeared on the road outside the town.

"I said, don't be too impulsive."

A few minutes later, Yushchenko parked the car and came to Qin Fei's car.

"Let me drive, I am familiar with the road conditions here."

Qin Fei could only move to the position of the co-pilot, and now he can't fight anymore. After all, what Yushchenko said is the truth. He is a foreigner here, and many things are not as familiar as Yushchenko.

Yushchenko handed Qin Fei a 12-inch military portable.

"Open it, I have entered the tracking software and can show his whereabouts."

Qin Fei opened the laptop, and the screen lit up, showing a topographic map with a red dot moving.

"Look, our tracker is working."

"He seems to have gone in the direction of Ingushetia." Qin Fei said.

"Well, we believe that he has a contact person on the border of Ingushetia. There are mostly mountainous areas. Now a lot of information shows that Baschief has been active on the border between Chechnya and Ingushetia, which is near the North Caucasus Mountains. There is widespread public support there, and there are still some diehards who are willing to follow him."

Yushchenko said as he drove, "But our difficulty is also here. People in many small villages and small towns on the border are willing to treat him as a free informant. The reason why we were unable to track before was also because of this. , Every time you get close to him, you will be found, and he will always slip away first."

"It seems like a good start now." Qin Fei pointed to the red dot on the computer and said: "At least there is a tracker. If you know where he went, follow the vine, I guess it's not difficult to find a clue."

"Everything is unknown." Yushchenko smiled wryly and shook his head.

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