Chapter 25  Martyrs 6

The armed soldiers kicked open the door and rushed into the villa, while the colonel and his disarmed subordinates stood quietly on the side.

Bartel walked into the villa and nodded at the armed soldiers. The soldiers opened fire, and the guerrillas fell one after another. They did not resist, nor did they have the opportunity to resist.

Lin sat quietly, securely tied up, with his safety closed handgun and black communication earphones on the table. Bartel exchanged a glance as the soldiers slowly surrounded from both wings, eventually forming a circle with over ten automatic rifles pointed at Lin's head.

Lin didn't move, nor did he show any expression.

This is your grave, Hound Fox. Foxes are not welcome in the Caucasus! "Bartel's Colt pistol pointed to Lin's forehead, while he turned his earphones to the ground and stomped on them.

But you're still afraid of L.M.A., aren't you? You first broke my communicator. "Lin looked up at him.

But your academy can't save you anymore! "Bartel pulled the trigger.

He suddenly stopped, feeling a metallic chill on his neck. He knew it was the muzzle of the gun, which didn't shake at all, and the hand holding the gun was firm and powerful.

The soldiers besieging the forest were about to take action when they suddenly noticed that the window had been broken and a dark muzzle had penetrated outside. They still don't understand what's going on, but there's no doubt that those people outside are no longer their comrades. If they try to turn the gun or shoot, they will be instantly beaten into a honeycomb.

Untie him! "Pointing at Batel was an armed soldier wearing a black hood.

Irina? "Lin said.

The armed soldier took off his black headgear, and a bundle of tied up, paint black ponytails fell down. Irina Devereaux's black eyes were bright and sharp.

This is my mission. The doctor said he wants to bring you back alive to Siberia because he entrusted you alive to me, so he won't accept a dead person, "Irina said.

The whistling sound of a helicopter fell from the sky, and a "Mountain Eagle" armed helicopter was half suspended in the sky. Bartel knew it wasn't his own plane, he never called for the support of the flying troops. The entire security bureau's assault force of over a hundred people stayed in place and dared not move.

You... you are people of L.M.A! "Bartel raised his hands high, but his eyes still had an angry, fighting sheep like expression.

Your guess is correct, "Irina slowly stepped back to prevent the opponent from suddenly attacking. Her ability to capture and fight is limited." Unlock him

Lin stood up on his own, and the ropes that bound him fell one after another. He held a sharp throwing knife in his hand.

Bartel's cheeks twitched. "You're crazy! How many people are here? Even if you can kill me, there are hundreds of guns here that won't allow you to escape. Did you see that helicopter just now? It's the best example

The instruction of the Supreme Council is that the academy cannot lose its best fighters. Therefore, for your own sake, do not cause us trouble. "Irina's voice was clear and beautiful, but with unquestionable determination.

The Supreme Council? What kind of Supreme Council? Your invisible organization? But this is in the Caucasus, where there is only the Caucasian Democratic Parliament! "Batel roared.

I repeat, this is L.M.A.'s decision, so L.M.A. will spare no effort to protect him. Theo, come here! "Irina looked around nervously as the restrained assault team members began to turn their eyes. The commander's toughness kept them searching for opportunities to counterattack.

At all costs? At all costs to destroy L.M.A? Or would Nathan Mann be imprisoned forever in The Hague? "Bartel sneered coldly.

Irina remained silent as the satellite phone on her waist rang. She picked up the phone and pressed it to her ear, then turned on the speaker.

Hello, Colonel Batel, I heard your conversation just now

Nathan Mann! "Bartel widened his eyes.

You're right, Colonel Battelle. I'm willing to be imprisoned forever in The Hague to rescue my students, "the doctor's voice was sincere and unquestionable.

So we don't have any conditions to talk about

No

Don't underestimate Caucasian soldiers

Bartel, let them go. "The voice on the other end of the phone changed and became low and hoarse." Don't say anything more, this is the call from the Commander in Chief of the Allied Forces

Bartel paused for a moment, his eyes gradually darkening.

He closed his eyes, slowly turned off the bolt, and pressed the gun onto the table. Irina still pointed her gun at Bartel and quickly cut to Lin's side to take his arm. Lin Shun was pulled down the stairs by her, and the helicopter immediately threw down the hanging ladder.

I was planning to leave with you and the pastor... "Irina hung her new communication earphones behind Lin's ears." Let's go

Theo, I'm glad you're back, "Runas' voice came through his earphones.

Hello, Runas, I heard your voice again, "Lin said expressionlessly, looking down at the grassland that seemed to be torn apart by the rotor wind.

I haven't left. My eyes are watching the Caucasus from 140 kilometers above, and I'm always by your side, Theo

From such a high position, does everyone look like a pawn on a chessboard? "Lin asked in a low voice.

I'm sorry, Theo. I'm not human, but I can understand your grief, "said Runas in a low voice.

Linden climbed up the hanging ladder and, in the moment before entering the cabin, turned to look at the vast grassland where a corpse and a helicopter burned to ashes lay, creating a strange harmony, like an ancient and cruel totem in a rock painting.