Absolute Honor

A trace of astonishment flashed across Simon's face when he saw the Damascus steel dagger.

"Why is this knife in your hand!?"

"This was given to me by Thrandez, before we set out." Eric threw the knife at Simon's feet: "Come on, kill me with this knife!"

He slowly opened his body armor, stretched out his hand and clicked on the position of his heart.

"Stick in here! To prove your stupidity!"

Thrandez is the former president of the Brotherhood of the Holy Cross and the adoptive father of Simon and Eric.

Simon stared at the Damascus steel dagger with unbelievable eyes. This was the president's token!

Thrandez gave Eric the knife...

That means...

He intends to train Eric as his successor? !

Simon's eyes became complicated, astonishment, anger, and sadness were all intertwined.

At the critical moment, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

After taking out the phone, Simon's muzzle remained unchanged, and he kept pointing at Eric.

"Simon, my dear Simon!" Alexandrkovich's voice came on the other end of the phone, "You have done so beautifully tonight. Don't worry, I will promise you everything you ask for. The matter should be over now. Now, let’s end this farce tonight."

Simon said coldly: "I haven't seen Anthony yet."

"That's not important, Simon. After tonight, Anthony will not live for two months, MI6 and the CIA will not let him go." Alexanderkovich said: "What is important now is yourself. We have already negotiated the terms. , You bring people down and surrender. You only need to cooperate with them in their performance. I promise you will be free in three months..."

"Humph……"

Simon pressed the hang up button, threw the phone on the ground, raised his hand and fired a shot.

The mobile phone was smashed.

Eric looked at Simon in amazement, wondering what had happened.

However, Ximen put away his gun, turned and left along the corridor, and quickly disappeared at the corner.

what happened?

Eric sat on the ground for a long while without regaining his senses.

When he finally woke up from the shock, he wanted to support his body, but he wailed and sat back on the ground.

It feels really uncomfortable to get several shots through the body armor.

...

A small town on the outskirts of Stockholm.

Korolev walked out of a small remote hotel with a simple suitcase in his hand.

Stepping on the thick snow, making a crunching sound.

The small hotel walked out for a while, and at the corner, there was a black Opel business wagon parked.

When passing by the vehicle, Korolev also took a special look at the vehicle.

He stayed here for three days, and the car was parked here for three days, but Korolev knew that this was the person to protect him, so don't worry.

A few days ago, he and the small group who protected him talked about it. In order to completely prevent the leak, the CIA gave him a passport and let him quietly board the train to Switzerland.

According to the agreement, eleven o'clock tonight is the time for the final connection. According to the plan, the CIA team will pick him up and send him to a safe house in Britain.

Stepping on the snow, spraying the heat and walking for ten minutes.

When I finally came to the highway, there were only a few solitary street lights standing beside the trees beside the road in the dark, and there was a small station as lonely as Korolev, with a roof that could keep him out of the wind and snow, by the way Take a breath.

Putting his suitcase on the ground, Korolev took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took off his gloves and took out the lighter, and lighted it locally.

He glanced around, and there was no one here, so he was relieved.

Starting to flee from St. Petersburg, all the way to this neutral country, Korolev feels that his nerves are like a string that has been stretched to the extreme. Only today this night made him feel a little relaxed.

Maybe a few days later, he will be able to hand over the information under strict protection, and then after a series of inspections, the CIA or MI6 will reshape his identity for him, maybe he will undergo a cosmetic surgery, and then he will receive a new one. He hides his identity in a country house in a European or American country, and spends the second half of his life with his little mistress, and he will have a lot of dollars in hand, enough for him to live a good life.

Halfway through the smoke, two bright car lights appeared at the far end of the highway.

Korolev was startled, the bright light forced him to squint his eyes, and he looked in the direction of the vehicle.

From the angle and brightness of the lights off the ground, it is obviously a very large truck.

It's strange. Although vehicles filled with wood occasionally pass by here, they only show up during the day, and it is almost impossible to see it late at night at eleven o'clock.

There was an ominous sign of courage in Korolev's heart.

He dropped the cigarette, turned around and was about to leave.

Two people appeared on the back of the waiting hall of the station behind them. These two people were wearing thick snow suits, and there was still snow remaining on them. It can be seen that these people were hiding in the snow before?

Two tall strangers caught Korolev on one side, and held them to the side of the road like a chicken.

"You...you..."

Poor Korolev's face was whiter than the snow on the ground, and his lips trembled and asked, "You are..."

"You should know who we are, Comrade Korolev." One of the people on the left said in an even more pure Russian: "Come on, we will send you back to your hometown."

"Hometown..." Korolev's eyes were suddenly full of despair. He struggled to turn his head and looked in the direction of the Opel car.

In the distance, the Opel car can be seen faintly, parked there quietly, the cab is dark, and the people in the car did not get out of the car.

"Don't read it, you won't get any protection~www.NovelMTL.com~ For a traitor, this may be your best fate." The stranger on the right showed his white teeth with a grin. Chilling.

The large truck in the distance is getting closer and closer, and the lights are getting brighter and brighter. In the wind and snow, it is like a beast that eats people, roaring toward this side.

When the car was about seven or eight meters away from the waiting hall, the two people holding Korolev almost simultaneously said in a low voice in unison, "For the motherland!"

Then, Korolev felt that his feet were light, and he flew out like clouds and mist. Before landing in the air, the bright and dazzling lights of the two books suddenly arrived in front of him.

"what--"

Bang--

The violent impact interrupted his scream.

Korolev yelled out the last word in the world in horror, and then flew out like a baseball hit by a bat. It flew for more than 20 meters, slipped on the snow for a while and then fell in. In the small ditch on the side of the road, lying head down like a broken puppet.

Blood, seeping from under his body, gradually stained a large area of ​​snow.

A KGB operative wearing a snow suit walked over and checked Korolev, who was no longer human-like, then took a photo, turned and walked back.

The large Volvo truck stopped on the road in front. The two of them walked to the truck, the door of the co-pilot opened, and the two leaped into the car agilely. The car moved slowly, quickly speeding up and leaving the scene, disappearing into the wind. In the snow.

In the distance, a man in a woolen coat and hat on the Opel Commercial Wagon picked up his mobile phone and dialed a number.

"M, the transaction is complete."

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