Struggle in Russia

Colonel Gavril Grigorievich's mood was terrible. The reason is very simple, because Fras's forces have lost news for some time. This situation is unique, because Fras is generally very reliable, and it is generally leak-proof. There is no news for so long, there is only one possibility-that is, he has messed up things!

Before, Gavril Grigorjevic never thought about the consequences of getting things done. At that time, all he had to do was give a good news to the head, tell the old men that things were done, and quickly rush to make money and get promoted.

How pleasant and beautiful that time was!

And now, how happy Gavriel Grigorievich was at that time, because he knew how powerful and difficult these powerful lords were, if they were angry and dissatisfied, there would be consequences. How serious!

Anyway, Gavril Grigorjevic was terrified. It was the first time I discovered how necessary it was to prepare a few more hands beforehand, but now I really regret it.

"Isn't there any news from Fras?" He asked anxiously. "Such a trivial matter can't be done, what use do you want!"

Without waiting for the doglegs to reply, he continued to ask again: "Did you send someone to see the situation over the 748 regiment?"

Yes, the leader finally remembered later, if there is no news from Fras, you can go and see the situation of Boris! If the goods were removed, it means that Frass completed the task, and vice versa ... otherwise, Gabrielle Grigorjevic is temporarily unable to do so, because he never thought that Frass would Failure, because Fras is his most powerful subordinate.

"Subordinates, just inquire!"

Looking at this group of weak merchandisers, Gavriel Grigorievich sighed in his heart. He also knew that his employment was a bit problematic. Willing to use some guys who can talk to give money happy.

Now it seems that I still have to use it a little bit more to get things done, and these wastes really do nothing!

While Gavril Grigorievich was sulking, a confidant broke in again, his face panicked and sweating, like a headless fly.

"Head of the group, something is wrong! What a big deal!"

Gavriel Grigorievich's suffocated anger is nowhere to be vented. He looked at the goods in front of him and said nothing, but he didn't say what happened. Come on, just kick it up with a kick and anger:

"What the **** happened! Say!"

The cargo quickly replied: "I just saw Fras's people being put in the prison car and sent into the military department. Seeing their dismal appearance, it seemed ... it seemed like they missed it!"

This was a thunderbolt in a sunny day, and Gavriy Grigorievich was staggered, when he was paralyzed into action. The naked eye could see a layer of sweat on his forehead, his face was paler, and his lips were a little trembling, as if he had lost his soul.

"Head! Head!"

Gavriel Grigorijevic was awake only after the cries of the stunned confidants, he stood up as soon as he was boneless, and then ran away with his legs, the speed and the body, the speed was called a fast , So that even a dog can't catch up ...

The Izmail City Defence Command has not been so lively for a long time. Depressed soldiers were bundled up with a long string of sausages. Boris personally showed him to the command department.

Behind them were seven or eight convertible carts, lined with rows of wounded soldiers. At a first glance, the onlookers who did not know the truth thought that it was the Turks who came over, and the border guards fleeed back.

Anyway, the sentry at the commander's mouth initially thought this way, so they looked at Boris nervously, with a trace of terror and anxiety in their eyes. It took a long time before someone stepped forward to ask a question.

"You are?"

Boris turned over and dismounted, and replied casually: "We are the second battalion of the 748th forward. I am Lieutenant Boris Viktorovich Krylov."

The sentry throat knotted and swallowed. In fact, what he really wanted to ask was "Who are you? What's your job?" Especially the last question is what he really cares about.

But, the bullish sense of oppression in Boris is too strong. When facing this giant, anyone will be afraid, especially when Boris is still murderous, it feels like the eve of a storm.

It took a long time before the sentry summoned the courage and asked, "Hello ... Hello, Lieutenant, please ... Do you have any ... what's your job?"

Boris turned back smilingly and pointed the captive behind him with a whip, saying: "The day before yesterday, a group of thieves suddenly attacked my camp at night, some were killed on the spot, and some were caught by me. I found it was Izmail ’s garrison. I can only send them to the military to deal with such a major event! "

The sentries looked straight, because Boris's attitude did not seem to be sent to the military to deal with, it was more like a face-to-face demonstration. They couldn't help but look at Boris again, wanting to see what kind of stunned youth has such a bold courage.

But Boris didn't have the consciousness of being onlookers. He impatiently urged: "What are you still doing, go and report it! No, I will send them Odessa directly!"

This was even more arrogant. The sentries did not dare to say anything. While telling Boris to wait at the door, they hurried to the briefing. Anyway, such a big event had nothing to do with these small soldiers. It's about Brigadier General Il Mikhevich!

As for Boris ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ he is even less anxious. The reason why he sends people to the door so vigorously is to make everyone know that everyone can only cover the lid. He still understands some routines.

It was at this time that Gavril Grigorjevic arrived at the scene when he received the news. He had to confirm the authenticity of the news before he could make targeted preparations. Of course, he also held one in 10,000 Fortunately, I hope this is fake.

But he glanced at it, and his heart was completely cold. Because he saw Daniil, who was holding his head in the big car, and looked around in a glance. He was too familiar with this little white face. The goods were captured. What else can I say, it must be that Fras missed .

"Have you seen Fras Vlasovic?" Gavril Grigorjevic whispered to the confidants around him.

"Head, I didn't see it, it seems that it is not among the captives!"

Upon hearing this, Gavril Grigorievich was slightly relieved, and if Fras was also captured, then it was finished!