2.17 Counterattack 6

In the corner of the 2nd floor of the FSB headquarters, there is a sign saying 'Alpha 3 unit command headquarters'. In fact, it's no different from Zhenya's own office. Facilities are limited to a desk and sofa for receiving guests. Even so, the owner of the room rarely used it so no signs of wear could be found.

Zhenya was sitting in a chair staring out the window. A boring surrounding landscape appears. Occasionally there are people passing by and cars moving around. In the hallway outside the door, there were sounds of people walking and talking every now and then. close and then quickly subsided. He was not in a comfortable enough state to listen to the noises around him. The phone on the table has been ringing for a long time. But as if he hadn't heard that sound, Zhenya moved his chair from side to side in complete relaxation.

It was still a day no different from any other day, but for some reason his mood was more boring and boring. Zhenya didn't feel that way for a while.

"That's fine."

Suddenly he thought about something and muttered with satisfaction. Looks like there's someone outside the door. The presence is so gentle that it can only be detected by the criminal's intuition. Even so, Zhenya still noticed that someone was hesitating whether or not to knock on the door. But that was it, he didn't react any further. Zhenya waited to see how the opponent outside the door would act.

It wasn't until a while later that there was a knock on the door. Hearing no movement from inside, he knocked on the door again. This time Zhenya also did not speak. The guest hesitantly said "I'll come in" with a voice as loud as an ant and opened the door after a while. At that moment, Zhenya turned around.

The person who entered the office was a low-level employee with a package of letters. When their eyes met, he was startled. The way he reluctantly walked to the sofa looked like a cow being led to the slaughterhouse, it seemed like he was planning to hand over the mail in his hand and quickly run away.

Zhenya silently looked at the man. He placed the stack of letters on the edge of the table like he was giving food to a beast. It's as slow as watching slow motion.

"Then I'll ask your permission to go out."

He hesitated, waiting for the opportunity to run away immediately after announcing his intention to leave. Immediately, Zhenya stood up from his seat. The man was suddenly startled, but then he stiffened and did not move.

Psych Bogdanov, whom he had only just heard about, was here. The seniors' advice that it was best not to appear before his eyes flashed through the poor employee's mind. His characteristic heavy body odor emanated from such a close distance.

The man's throat burned, his stomach churned.

"Is there a tiger here? Why are you so tense?"

"No. I'm not tense."

"Is that so? Then let's dance."

The employee was bewildered by the unexpected request. As if to say he hadn't heard wrong, Zhenya told him to jump again. The man's face turned pale in shock. He cannot resist. Following orders from superiors is the principle. If Zhenya doesn't do what he wants immediately. Will he bite his neck?

Just walking through the hallway was enough to suffocate, now alone in a cramped space, the hair on his body kept standing up. The man regretted his actions as he entered and closed the door. Not caring about those complicated thoughts, Zhenya urged again "Huh?" The employee looked up at him frantically, his eyes as if begging for his life.

Zhenya grinned and sat down at the table with his arms crossed. Let's see. He stared at the employee with clear eyes. The man swallowed his saliva and closed his eyes tightly. hypnotizing himself as if he had been bitten by a mad dog. He could not end his life in vain just because he did not please Psych Bogdanov. Just do enough and you'll be fine.

The man made up his mind and shook his body desperately. The tension made his limbs stiff, no movement matched the other. If you keep calling this dancing, it's really embarrassing. It was just a fierce struggle for survival.

Zhenya looked absentmindedly and told him to stop.

"It's not fun. How about taking it all off and dancing? Climb up on the table."

Faced with that ironic request, the man looked like he was about to cry. In an instant, he compared the time it took to run at full speed to the door and the time it took Zhenya to grab and twist his neck. If the employee is lucky enough to escape, the consequences are unpredictable. The man imagines everything in the most positive way possible and is soon disillusioned. Everything is hopeless no matter what measure. He gave up all hope and gently took off his clothes. Zhenya looked at the naked man without any interest.

This is a man's body. All men are like that. His arms and shoulders looked quite sturdy, but his stomach was full of fat, probably from drinking too much. The thighs are quite big but not all muscular. The skin was so pale and red that he could feel the roughness even without touching it. No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look pretty. But how did he come to desire a man's body?

Zhenya was deep in thought when the employee walked up to the table. The penis shrinks from tension. His balls were red and wrinkled and his butt was as saggy as a lump of protein.

Then suddenly, the man's head landed on the sofa. That's because Zhenya suddenly grabbed him by the back of his neck and pinned him down. A large body pressed against the back of the man who didn't know what happened to him. Zhenya grabbed the frightened employee's arm and inhaled the body odor. There is no stimulation at all. His brain felt like it was becoming limp and his lower body also lost feeling. Or is it because the other person looks like a corpse?

"Hey, aren't you protesting?"

Zhenya annoyedly reprimanded the employee. The man was just trembling as if he was waiting for this moment to pass safely.

"Go away."

Zhenya nodded at the employee. He suddenly woke up, quickly grabbed his clothes and ran away. The door slammed shut with a loud bang. The pile of letters piled up on the table fell down at the same time. Normally Zhenya would ignore them, but for some reason today he picked them up. It was the height of boredom.

Zhenya opened each letter that arrived. Usually it's a damage claim invoice, a fine, a lawsuit, a statement of expenses too much to tell.

He nonchalantly glanced through the pile of letters and then suddenly stopped, because there was an envelope with nothing written on it.

Zhenya thought for a moment then opened the envelope and examined the contents. A piece of paper appeared. A single message was written on it.

[Tick tock. Tick tock. Boom!]

He recognized this text. The sound of the hour hand suddenly seemed longer. Tick tock. Tick tock. And soon there was a loud bang, quite far away. Before Zhenya could understand what was going on, his cell phone and land phone rang at the same time. An unpleasant feeling crept up the back of his neck, but it was also a strange expectation.

Zhenya immediately picked up the phone, Vladimir's urgent message came from the other side of the call. He listened silently and then turned off the phone.

So cute, so he would appear like that.

His stiff mouth drew a long arc, a large amount of adrenaline surging, making his head spin. Zhenya threw away the phone and immediately left the office. The blue eyes were filled with unusual joy and shone brightly.

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The whole city was blocked off because a mysterious explosion had occurred in the Bogdanov mansion, only fire trucks lined up to pass through the controlled road.

The explosion occurred in two places. One place is in the manhole near the garage and one place is on the third floor of the villa. Damage was limited to a room blown away without a trace and several security personnel injured. Based on claims that there was an intruder at the villa, police sealed off surrounding roads and launched an extensive search. Reporters and curious people flocked to see the terrorist attack that occurred in the center of Moscow, especially in the mansion of the most famous family. Soon the whole area became crowded with people.

The explosives disposal team brought in first came out and firefighters entered the scene. Because the area of the mansion is very large, it is necessary to thoroughly inspect it to ensure there are no remnants of the fire. Firefighters disperse in an orderly manner to assigned areas.

Firefighter Dmitry also rushed through the nearby door following the captain's hand signal. The room was largely unaffected by the explosion, but he still carefully observed the corners of the walls inside.

At that moment, Dmitri's eyes turned to the window full of cracks. Suddenly the floor he was standing on stood up.

"Ah!"

His body suspended in the air fell with a thud, a single scream trapped in the mask unable to escape. Dmitry groaned in pain and quickly felt dizzy from the back of his head and fainted.

A moment later. Kwon Taek Joo, not Dmitri, walked out of the room. He took advantage of the chaos and quietly left the building. Thanks to his firefighter uniform, no one suspected him.

Just as two fire trucks entered the garden, Kwon Taek Joo climbed into a passenger seat.

"Dmitry? Why are you free here? Why Aren't you working?"

Dmitri's superior, sitting in the driver's seat, suddenly asked and looked suspicious at the strange appearance reflected outside the protective suit. Kwon Taek Joo immediately threw a punch and hit a vital point. The firefighter couldn't even stand up straight and fell off the steering wheel.

Kwon Taek Joo changed seats to the driver's seat. Having to leave here as quickly as possible, he immediately started the engine and turned around. A nearby police officer approached with a suspicious look on his face.

"Where are you going?"

"We're having trouble with the fire hydrant. I'll quickly replace it and come back."

Kwon Taek Joo cleverly made excuses. The policeman checked the extent of the fire then turned around and nodded coldly. Kwon Taek Joo drove onto the street and smoothly escaped the scene. He turned onto an avenue.

A police official controlling the road stopped the fire truck. He looked around the car and suddenly asked a difficult question.

"What is your name and employer?"

Kwon Taek Joo doesn't know. He hesitated, the police officer looked at him suspiciously and then suddenly exchanged something over the radio. The officer's attention gradually turned to Kwon Taek Joo and soon, he pulled out his gun and closed the distance. It seems like it's only a matter of time before Kwon Taek Joo's identity is revealed. There was no other way, he could only continue.

Kwon Taek Joo made a decision and stepped on the gas. The wheel's sudden acceleration made a noise that seemed to tear apart space. The police officers who were slowly approaching also suddenly stopped the car in front. But when a heavy barricade was rapidly approaching, police cars had no choice but to open the way. The fire truck rushed away like an angry bull. Unstoppable bullets were fired from behind.

A barrage of bullets shattered the rearview mirror and even shattered the car's windows. Kwon Taek Joo pressed his chest against the steering wheel and continued to accelerate, The giant fire truck sped away with momentum, pushing back everything on the road.

Kwon Taek Joo thought of going to the embassy. It wasn't a smart move, nor did Kwon Taek Joo expect them to protect him there. But that's a way to buy time. Even the Russian Investigative Service cannot enter a foreign embassy without permission because it could escalate into a diplomatic matter. He just needed to hide there for a while and find a way to return home.

Dozens of police cars suddenly followed. Sirens were blaring and chasing like a swarm of bees from the side and from behind.

Kwon Taek Joo continued to speed up. Not long after, a sharp turn appeared in front of him. He should have stepped on the brake, but Kwon Taek Joo just quickly turned the steering wheel. The car's body could not stop at the speed it was going and began to slide down the road. He held the steering wheel tightly as it was about to rotate on its own due to too great inertia. The car's body screamed and ran zigzag, hitting the railing but still not veering off the road. However, the police cars following closely next to them were caught up in the heavy vehicle body and fell into the river because they could not withstand the centrifugal force.

Even though they had overcome such a difficult period, there was no time for relief. A convoy of police cars immediately appeared on the other side. They did not hesitate to run back at a fierce speed. If this continues, Kwon Taek Joo will be surrounded in the blink of an eye.

He nervously turned the steering wheel and went into a side alley. The road was so narrow that fire trucks got stuck between buildings. Violent sparks emitted from the car's body, continuously colliding with the outside wall, and the car's body also kept rattling. The more they collided, the harder Kwon Taek Joo stepped on the gas pedal. Fire trucks rattled through the narrow road.

Shots were fired from police cars. A stream of water gushed out from the punctured water tank. Roads in all directions soon became flooded with water.

Kwon Taek Joo suddenly went out onto the main road, the police car also blindly followed. He kept running for a while and then stepped on the brake. The police car also quickly stopped when the fire truck stopped suddenly. A film of water formed on the paved road due to water sprayed from the punctured tank, so even when the brakes were applied, the police cars still drifted helplessly away. Cars running from behind crashed into the back of another car and flew into the air.

Kwon Taek Joo looked at the cars crashing into each other and then stepped on the accelerator to start.

Not long after, he heard the familiar sound of propeller blades. It seems helicopters have been mobilized. The helicopter hovered in the air and warned that if they did not surrender, they would open fire. Dead either way, Kwon Taek Joo ignored the warning and ran across the bridge. Now go a little further and you will see the Korean Embassy.

The last helicopter opened fire. Kwon Taek Joo quickly turned the steering wheel. The merciless rain of bullets tore through the passenger seat and water tank. Black smoke rose from the engine. Kwon Taek Joo focused on controlling the wobbly body of the car without having time to care about the blood flowing from his arm. The car's body lost direction and spun around. Kwon Taek Joo saw the embassy in sight.

Just a little more, just a little more.

Kwon Taek Joo gritted his teeth and stepped on the accelerator. The engine roared one last time.

"Damned!"

The embassy was right before his eves. The siren from behind was also closer. The helicopter continued to fly overhead like an eagle waiting for its prey to stop breathing. Kwon Taek Joo has no other choice.

He closed his eyes again as he turned the wheel again, his foot never leaving the gas pedal. The fire truck drove straight into the front door of the embassy and crashed into it. A loud noise like an explosion rang out, the low walls and guard posts were swept away. The shock was as intense as if Kwon Taek Joo had thrown himself into a storm.

Thick dust flew up, but the surrounding was as quiet as a sheet of paper. The sound of police sirens and helicopter blades were still there, but otherwise there was no sound at all

"..Ugh."

Kwon Taek Joo barely left the wheel. The area around his collarbone was stiff. He took a slow, deep breath and looked around. The fire truck driven by Kwon Taek Joo crashed into the main gate of the embassy and got stuck on the outside wall. He saw police pouring out of the car in the rearview mirror, but they couldn't set foot inside the embassy.

Kwon Taek Joo used a pistol to hit the windshield, which cracked like a spider web. The pieces of glass stick together and break easily. He gently swept away the damage and crawled forward.

Inside the embassy, it was unusually quiet. It's a weekday and it's not even time to get off work yet, but Kwon Taek Joo doesn't see a soul. Which direction should you turn? Kwon Taek Joo stood for a while in the hallway and then went to the ambassador's office. Red blood dripped into drops with every step, Kwon Taek Joo's ankle was cold, causing him to limp.

A while later Kwon Taek Joo also arrived at the ambassador's office. During the entire journey, he didn't even see a shadow, let alone a person. Kwon Taek Joo reluctantly knocked on the door. There was no response from inside. He carefully lowered the door handle. The door is not locked.

There are four tables placed inside, divided into two sides. Looking at the layout, it seems like this is a secretary's office, but there's no one there. There was still half of the coffee left in the cup and the screen was still on, indicating that someone had been here a while ago.

Kwon Taek Joo took another step inside. There are two other doors, probably the ambassador's office. He was about to knock on the door, but as soon as he touched it, the door opened by itself. Looks like it wasn't sealed in the first place.

In front of Kwon Taek Joo is a large desk often used for political purposes. A high-backed chair is facing the window. There is someone sitting there. Kwon Taek Joo happily took another step.

At that moment, a suppressed groan rang out from somewhere, as if someone was gagged and calling for help. It's obviously Korean. Kwon Taek Joo turned his head to follow the noise and saw a locked cabinet. Not sure if it was an illusion or not, there was a series of thudding sounds coming from inside. The locked cabinet door also shook. Kwon Taek Joo's head was stunned by the strange scene, his instincts sent a danger warning signal.

But his legs couldn't move and felt like they were glued to the floor. His whole body stiffened. An unfortunate premonition ran down Kwon Taek Joo's spine. The senses of the whole body are directed towards the chair in front of you.

The chair slowly turned around as if fulfilling that expectation. The breath that was about to escape was choked, the floor under Kwon Taek Joo's feet seemed to collapse.

The person sitting in the chair is not an ambassador. It's Zhenya. An evil smile appeared on his lips as he faced Kwon Taek Joo.