In Siberia in March, the cold wind is still biting, and the last snow before the weather warms up has finally fallen.
The snowflakes and rain made visibility very low, some unpaved roads were even more muddy, and the bad weather made it impossible for helicopters to take off.
However, all the traffic arteries in and out of Siberian provinces have been tightly blocked by the military and police, and they used the location of the training camp as the center point to narrow the encirclement from more than 200 kilometers away.
"Cheer me up, the murderer of the general is probably in this area!"
More than 80 kilometers away from the Black Market Fist training camp, a company of soldiers is searching here in a fan shape, and after Lovsky's death, a hundred kilometers around the training camp was listed as a key area, and the Kremlin almost invested two army groups here.
"Hell, how can the murderer be found in such weather? I bet that man must have run into the mountains."
A soldier with the rank of senior soldier slipped to the ground, his face was covered with mud, his body was shivering when the cold wind blew, and he couldn't help but complain after standing up.
Siberia is thousands of kilometers around, sparsely populated, especially there are several mountains, and it is impossible for them to search all the places one by one.
"Joseph, shut your mouth, if you can't find the murderer, we will all be thrown into this icy and snowy land to guard the border!"
A man with the rank of captain glared viciously at the senior soldier, not many people knew about the news of Lovsky's death, their army was under the direct control of the military region, and they knew more.
"Damn weather!"
After hearing the captain's words, Joseph really closed his mouth tightly, but his feet slipped, and he fell hard again, this time he fell quite hard, it seemed to hurt his waist and hips, Joseph struggled for a while, but he couldn't get up.
With a low curse, when Joseph was about to call for help, the pupils of his eyes suddenly widened, because he found that the lights intertwined around his body in the heavy rain suddenly became flickering, and figures shuttled among his comrades, and familiar faces kept falling to the ground.
There was no sound in all the movements, and the fallen people couldn't even cry out for help and screams, just like a black and white movie, and a creepy feeling rose in Joseph's heart as he watched it, as if death had descended on the world and was harvesting everyone's lives.
"Bang!" When he opened his eyes again, he saw the captain's pale face, there was no life in those eyes, and what made Joseph collapse was that under this head, he did not see the captain's body.
"Devil, devil!"
Joseph could no longer suppress the fear in his heart, picked up the gun and pointed it at the trigger pulled by the figure that seemed to be dancing in the rain, "Da Da Da", and the gunfire spread far away in the open field.
But to Joseph's despair, he didn't hit the man, and the next moment he pulled the trigger, the long barrel of the submachine gun in his hand suddenly bent and could no longer fire a single bullet.
Fear was like a big hand, tightly grabbing Joseph's heart, causing him to suffocate almost completely, his hands were exposed, and he grabbed the disabled submachine gun in his hand in vain, as if he was grasping a life-saving straw.
Joseph didn't care about the pain in his waist at this time, and subconsciously crawled to the side, but as soon as he looked up, he suddenly found a tall Westerner standing in front of him, holding a sharp mountain knife in his hand, and the rain was washing the blood on it to the ground.
With the sound of gunshots, the team that had originally conducted the search in a fan shape also noticed that something was wrong, and they realized at this time that their comrades-in-arms beside them had fallen to the ground at some point.
As if afraid of being surrounded by people, the man did not slash the mountain knife in his hand on Joseph's neck, hesitated slightly, turned around and ran back, and his body quickly disappeared into the darkness and heavy rain.
A hurried shout sounded, and just a few minutes later, the roar of the engines of several armored vehicles came, and several headlights penetrated the rain with snowflakes, illuminating the area as if it were daytime.
"Vomit!"
When they saw the situation in the field clearly, the soldiers who arrived behind couldn't help but vomit loudly, because in front of them, a hellish scene appeared.
In front of them, there were corpses lying all over the place, and almost all of them had lost their heads, which was probably the reason why they couldn't shout.
In an area of more than 30 meters, the ground was completely stained red with blood, and the rain in the sky could not wash away the blood, and the thick smell of blood filled everyone's noses.
"General!"
When a burly middle-aged Russian officer got out of the armored vehicle, those who were bending over and vomiting stood up straight and gave a military salute to the visitors.
"Find out the number of casualties and find the survivors!" Although he only oversees the strength of more than 1,000 troops in a regiment, his rank is major general, and he is also a direct descendant of Lovsky.
Although he had participated in the Chechen war and had personally slaughtered civilians in the village during his mission, when he saw the scene in front of him, Victor's stomach also twitched, and acid water gushed out from his mouth, almost vomiting like his soldiers.
This scene was so bloody that almost all the dead people had lost their heads, dozens of headless corpses and heads with wide eyes, rendering the atmosphere here extremely strange, and the depressed people were almost crazy.
"General, sixty-eight people died, three of whom were scared to death, and twelve others were very emotionally unstable......"
After more than half an hour of statistics, the results came out, this squadron belonging to the special brigade of the military region, 68 people died, almost more than half of the personnel were reduced, and more than ten people had a mental breakdown.
"Pass on my orders, mobilize heavy firepower weapons, continue to search, and be sure to find the enemy, I will report to the Kremlin immediately!"
Hearing this number, Vidok's face twitched, this was the elite special forces he selected from the entire Siberian Military District, but in this short period of time, more than sixty people were killed like pigs and sheep, which was no less than a fierce twitch on Vidok's face.
Photos of the scene were sent to the Kremlin, which caused another earthquake in the Kremlin.
This even made the Kremlin suspect that it was not a single person who entered Russia, but an elite special force.
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As the captain of the special operations brigade of the Far Eastern Military Region, Vidoc undoubtedly has many privileges, and he has the right to mobilize troops of the same level as his rank when performing missions, so after Vidoc gave an order, the troops of several divisions next to him began to move in this direction.
A tent for the marching headquarters was set up, and more than a dozen Russian officers with the rank of officer were gathered here, all with serious faces, and after looking at those photos, they realized that the enemy they were facing seemed to be impossible to guess with common sense.
A map was hung in the middle of the tent, and Victor marked a red arrow at their location and said: "I don't mean to exaggerate, but you all know that Siberia is a vast area, and the search team can only be in units of companies at most.
A man with the rank of major general stood up and said: "General Victor, it is raining and snowing outside, the visibility is too low, the enemy is in the dark, and we are exposed in the light to facilitate the enemy's sneak attack, so I suggest blocking the main road and waiting until dawn before searching!"
Since the end of the Vietnam War, although there have been some local conflicts around the world, the number of soldiers killed in various countries has decreased significantly.
Just like the ongoing war in Afghanistan, the U.S. military only suffered dozens of casualties, compared to what happened in Russia, it is simply appalling, and even these generals cannot accept it.
"General Maxim, I know your opinion is right, but I have no right to issue an order to stop the search!"
After hearing the major general's words, Victor smiled bitterly and shook his head, the dead soldiers were all his subordinates, how could he not feel distressed, but even if there were many casualties, he did not dare to stop the action.
"That can only be searched by battalion units, and each unit must be equipped with heavy firepower weapons."
General Maxim also did not insist on his opinion, knowing that Lovsky's death would definitely infuriate the Kremlin masters.
I don't know if it was the reason for the change in the search strategy, the enemy who created the killing, never appeared again, and the wind and snow stopped.
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PS: The second update, I ask for the support of the recommended ticket and monthly pass, the data is sad, I am tired these days, life is worse than death, I will find a place to cry for a while!
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(End of this chapter)