Just when he was feeling desperate, Shakova came over with a few soldiers. The soldiers pointed their pistols at Kechuan, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Ke Chuan's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and his fingers held the trigger tightly, ready to deal with possible attacks at any time, and the scene was about to break out.

"Let down your weapon," Shakova ordered the soldiers, then turned her head and said to Cochet: "Alexander, they want to know about Pavel and confirm my words."

There was a hint of fatigue and helplessness in her voice. The crisis made her physically and mentally exhausted, but she knew that it was not the time to rest, and the heavy responsibility was on her shoulders.

"Who are they?" Ke Chuan asked in a daze. He had no idea what was going on.

In this short period of time, there were so many things that happened. He felt like he was dreaming, everything was so unreal and full of doubts.

"Alpha Group? Or the Federal Technical Specification Bureau." Kochuan guessed in confusion, trying to find the answer from Shakova's expression.

His eyes glanced back and forth between Shakova and the soldiers, trying to figure out their identities and purposes, and his heart was full of exploration.

"Let me say that, it's higher than that position." At this time, the man who claimed to be Kochuan's boss came out again. He wiped the blood from his nostrils and said.

There was a hint of pride in his voice, as if he was showing off his identity. His appearance made the situation more complicated, and Ke Chuan's doubts became deeper and deeper.

"They think Pavel is trying to bring the West and Russia into a war that neither side can avoid. We feel that Team 20 may be the best place to stop him," Shakova said seriously to Kocheon.

A hint of worry was revealed in her eyes, and the seriousness of the crisis was far beyond imagination. Pavel's crazy plan might put the two great powers in the abyss of war.

Ke Chuan became more and more confused as he heard it. He rubbed his temples and said, "Sorry, today is too long, I will just say it. Is this Russia asking us for help?"

There was a hint of fatigue and confusion in his voice. This crisis made him feel unprecedented pressure and he urgently needed a clear answer.

"Yes, we are asking for help." Shakova boldly admitted. At this moment that concerns the fate of both countries, she no longer hides it and hopes to get support from Kechuan.

She knew that it was far from enough to stop Pavel, her own strength alone, and she needed the help of Cochet and his team to fight the enemy.

"Welcome to Moscow, Colonel." Kechuan looked at these people with mixed feelings. He knew that he had been involved in a bigger storm.

And this storm will completely change his destiny. He took a deep breath and prepared to face the upcoming challenges. He understood that in this crisis, he shouldered a great responsibility and could not retreat at all.

Four months later, Pakistan, Mingora, this land seemed to be permanently shrouded in war and smoke.

Ston Butch stood in a mess, opposite a man with a rough figure, like a savage. He was bearded and grew wildly, and glared at Ston Butch with a wide eyes wide open.

"I once had an American friend, Long Gibran. He often said that people are either greedy or weak. I'm curious, which kind of you are?" Ston Butch broke his silence, and his voice echoed in the dead air.

All he responded to was the man's fierce gaze and a cat that quietly walked past them.

The surrounding scene was terrible, with corpses everywhere, and it was obvious that there had just been a cruel bloody storm here.

"How much did you pay? Where is Pavel Kurakin?" Ston Butcher straightened in, his eyes locked in the man.

The man pursed his lips tightly, without saying a word, as if he opened his mouth, all the secrets would be seen by the person in front of him, followed by a fatal disaster.

"I know you bought a suitcase nuclear weapon from him and you know where to hide it." Ston Butch's eyes were bright and his tone was firm.

The man's legs trembled slightly, and fine beads of sweat oozed out from his forehead, but he still pretended to be calm: "You don't know anything!"

"Tecora Building! My team is rushing over at this moment. Is your family there? How old is the child? Nine or ten years old?" Ston Butch used this trick to use his family to threaten it.

When the man heard this, a trace of horror flashed across his face and his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Tell me about Pavel, I guarantee your family is safe and sound." Ston Butch slowed down his tone, but he had hidden oppression.

"B2, come in place!" Ston Butch turned up the volume of the intercom, and Noven's voice came clearly. At this moment, Noven, Shakova, and Chetri were lurking near the man's family.

"You know this kind of scene, it's chaotic and noisy, and you often shoot first and then tell life and death." Ston Butch put the walkie-talkie on the table and said slowly.

"Count to three!" The threat of countdown came from the walkie-talkie.

The man's eyes were red and his heart was extremely flustered, but he still said, "I know nothing."

"I need my memories for you? Pavel Kurakin, a Russian agent, was expelled by the state. He betrayed and absconded. Do you remember?" Ston Butch pressed step by step.

The man's eyes began to wander, and he didn't dare to look directly at Ston Butch anymore.

"Two..." countdown continued ruthlessly.

"Have you never seen him?" Nuowen asked on the walkie-talkie.

"Run in." Ston Butch ordered decisively.

With a "bang", an explosion came from the walkie-talkie.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Long Zhan's shouts came, followed by fierce fighting sounds throughout this deadly silent place.

“In my place…”

"Come here and go!"

Obviously, the action has been fully launched. The man's face is full of entanglement and tension, and he is struggling fiercely in his heart.

"No, there are people here!" An anxious voice came from the walkie-talkie.

"It's your family inside, big brother." Ston Butch reminded again.

Then he said to the team on the intercom, "The enemy's family is inside, continue!"

Seeing that the strong man still did not let go, Ston Butcher ordered Nowen and others again.

Kechuan was there too, and they had already rushed into the building.

"Tango fell to the ground!" Nuowenhui reported the battle situation.

The strong man's body shook even harder.

"It sounds not good!" Ston Butch kept pressing the strong man as he listened to the sound of gunfire in the intercom.

Ston Butch was extremely anxious. He knew the urgency of this mission. If he could not learn Pavel's whereabouts from the man as soon as possible, the consequences would be unimaginable once the suitcase nuclear weapon fell into the hands of the illegal. The whole world might be in a huge crisis as a result.

He looked at the man with a beard and pretended to be calm in front of him, thinking about countermeasures in his heart. Perhaps he could start with the details of his expression to find a breakthrough point. Ston Butch stared at the man's eyes tightly, without letting go of any subtle changes.

The man's heart was as stormy as the waves. On the one hand, he was worried about the safety of his family, and on the other hand, he was afraid that he would suffer even more terrible revenge after telling Pavel's story. Between these dilemmas, his spiritual defense line was collapsing bit by bit.

At this time, the air around seemed to have frozen, and there was no other sound except for the combat sounds coming from the walkie-talkie. Ston Butch and the man were in a stalemate, and the atmosphere was extremely tense.

"Give you another last chance. As long as you tell Pavel's news, I guarantee in my reputation that your family will not be harmed." Ston Butch tried to make another effort, hoping to impress the man.

The man's lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but he finally swallowed the words back. A trace of despair was revealed in his eyes, as if he had seen the tragic ending of himself and his family.

Ston Butch took a deep breath, and he knew that he could not continue to waste like this. He had to take more tough measures, even if this might make the man more resistant, there was no other choice at this moment.

"Listen, if you don't say it, my people will not show mercy. Think about your wife and children, they don't want to suffer misfortune because of your stubbornness." Ston Butcher emphasized his tone, and every word was like a heavy hammer, hitting the man's heart hard.

The man's body trembled violently, his hands clenched into fists, and his knuckles turned white due to the force. His heart was struggling in pain, and reason told him that he should tell the truth, but fear made him unable to speak.

At this moment, new news came from the walkie-talkie: "The suspicious target was found, which was suspected to be related to Pavel."

Ston Butcher's heart tightened, he knew that this might be a key clue. But he also understood that the reliability of this clue needed further confirmation before the man's exact confession was obtained.

"Report the details." Ston Butch said to the intercom, still staring at the man tightly.

"We found some strange traces in an abandoned warehouse nearby, as well as some documents, which seemed to have Pavel's signature on it." Nowen replied on the intercom.

Ston Butch thought for a moment, then said to Noven: "You are there to be on standby first, don't act rashly. I will find a way to get more information from him."

After saying that, Ston Butch turned his gaze to the man: "Look, things are becoming more and more obvious. Sooner or later we will find Pavel. Now you can tell him whereabouts and you can still take the initiative. Otherwise, after we find him, do you think you and your family will have a good end?"

A trace of hesitation flashed in the man's eyes. He seemed to be moved by Ston Butch's words. But soon, he returned to his previous toughness: "I really don't know anything, don't waste your energy."

Ston Butch was a little angry, but he suppressed his anger: "Do you think you can get away with it like this? We have already grasped a lot of evidence, you are just making unnecessary resistance."

Just when the two sides were in a stalemate, a sound of car engines suddenly came from a distance. Ston Butch and the man looked alertly in the direction where the sound came.

A black car drove quickly and stopped not far from them. The door opened and several men in black suits got out of the car, with cold expressions on their faces.

Ston Butch was shocked. He didn't know what these people were. He subconsciously held the weapons in his hand and looked at the other party vigilantly.

"Who are you?" Ston Butch asked loudly.

The man in the lead did not answer his question, but walked straight to the man: "You go with us."

The man's face turned pale in an instant, and he looked at the people in horror: "How did you find me? I didn't say anything, really."

Ston Butch realized that things were getting more complicated and he had to figure out the identities and purposes of these people.

"Wait, you can't just take him away. He is related to a major case we are investigating." Ston Butch stepped forward and stopped him.

The man in charge looked at Ston Butch coldly: "This is our business, you'd better not interfere."

"No, I can't let you take him away." Ston Butch was determined.

The two sides confronted each other like this, and the atmosphere became increasingly tense. A new conflict seemed to be about to break out.

At this moment, Ston Butch's mind was running rapidly. He was thinking about the identities of these mysterious people, whether they were related to Pavel, or other organizations? He had to find a solution as soon as possible, and he could not let the man be taken away by them, otherwise all his previous efforts would be wasted.

The man was looking desperate at this moment, and he didn't know what to do. He might face even more terrible consequences by being taken away by these mysterious people; but if he didn't follow them, he didn't know what Ston Butch would do with him.

In this tense confrontation, time seemed to freeze. Everyone was nervous and ready to deal with possible changes.

Suddenly, one of the mysterious men quietly approached Ston Butch, trying to attack when he was not paying attention. Ston Butch noticed the other party's intention, quickly dodged sideways, and punched him in the face.

This punch broke the deadlock and the two sides instantly fell into a melee. With his outstanding skills, Ston Butch fought fiercely with the mysterious man.

Seeing this, the man tried to take the opportunity to escape. But as soon as he turned around, he was stopped by one of Ston Butch's teammates.

"You don't want to go anywhere." Teammate said coldly.

The man had no choice but to retreat. He looked at the chaotic scene in front of him, his heart full of fear and despair.

In the fierce fight, Ston Butch gradually gained the upper hand. He defeated several mysterious people. The man in the lead saw that the situation was not good, so he turned around and wanted to return to the car to escape.

How could Ston Butch let him escape easily? He rushed over and threw the man to the ground.

"Say, who are you? Why do you take him away?" Ston Butch asked angrily.
Chapter completed!