In the northern part of the country, inside a hospital controlled by the core group.

The cold air filled the entire underground morgue, causing people to tighten their tight-fitting clothes in an attempt to keep out the coldness in their bodies and hearts.

In the entire morgue, except for a forensic doctor in a white coat and two men in suits, there was no one else.

In the center of the room, there was a long table used for autopsy.

On the long table, a male corpse with eyes closed and a pale face was lying there, motionless.

The whole body was covered with a white cloth, with only the face exposed to the air.

The short hair and the scars on the corners of his eyebrows all tell the identity of this man. He is the second-generation leader of the core group - Viktor Zakayev!

Little Zakayev looked peaceful as he fell into a deep sleep. It was impossible to imagine that he was actually a terrorist who had done all kinds of bad things during his lifetime...

However, compared with the man in a suit with a hooded back standing at the long table, quietly staring at the face of the corpse, the bad things that little Zakayev had done simply pale into insignificance.

Makarov's heterochromatic eyes were full of regret and hatred.

"Don't worry, Victor, I swear to you, I will definitely find those guys who killed you and your father and cut them into pieces."

"Then, I will inherit your will, take back everything that belongs to us from those villains, and then make Mao Country great again!"

After making his own assurance to the deceased little Zakayev, Makarov casually pulled up the white cloth and covered his face under the white cloth.

Turning around, he once again transformed into the crazy but rational leader of the core group - Vladimir Makarov!

After waving to Yuri who was standing not far away, Makarov took steps and strode out of the morgue.

The next second, a low gunshot "bang" came from the morgue...

...

After leaving the hospital, Makarov and Yuri got into a black Porsche, escorted by several SUVs, and headed for their next destination.

The car had just driven out not far, and Makarov, who was concentrating with his eyes closed, opened his mouth to Yuri beside him and asked:

"Did Dukov recruit?"

If it was an accident that Saldorf was caught by Mao, then this poison gas experiment, the death of little Zakaev and the capture of Walker made Makarov immediately realize that this was no accident!

Continuous coincidences are not coincidences, but someone is up to something!

There was only one thought left in Makarov's mind - there was a traitor!

The most suspicious person is Dukov, who has been in contact with all three of them recently!

With the mentality of "I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go", without saying a word, Makarov immediately asked his deputy Yuri, who had escaped surveillance and returned to the organization, to be responsible for interrogating Dukov.

Hearing this, Yuri, who was sitting aside, couldn't help but shook his head.

"Not yet. He has always insisted that he was unaware of this. He has never thought of betraying the organization, nor has he contacted the enemy in any way."

"Have you tortured me?"

Hearing this, Yuri was stunned for a moment, and nodded reluctantly, "Yes, he still sticks to his statement."

"Then maybe the punishment you used is not enough..."

"I think maybe he really didn't betray the organization..."

Before Yuri could finish speaking, Makarov suddenly opened his eyes, turned to look at his old friend whom he had known for many years, and asked aggressively:

"Then who betrayed our information to the Americans? Was it me? Or was it you?"

Facing Makarov's question, Yuri opened his mouth. Just as he was about to defend himself, he suddenly thought of his embarrassing situation.

When the words came to my lips, I could only give another answer:

"I understand, I will continue to investigate."

Yuri is not a fool either.

He knew that he was captured by 141, but he was able to return to the organization unharmed. This in itself made many people in the organization suspicious of him.

Now that something like this has happened again, if he doesn't do something as soon as possible to prove his innocence, Dukov, who has been tortured to the point of death, will be happy to be his company...

However, what Yuri didn't know was that in Makarov's mind, he had long been listed as the biggest suspect of betraying the organization!

The reason why Yuri was asked to catch the traitor was, on the one hand, his trust in him, and on the other hand, his distrust of him!

Makarov wanted to use this incident to test whether Yuri was the traitor!

...

The car continued to drive towards its destination.

At this time, Makarov, who was sitting in the back seat and browsing files on his tablet, seemed to suddenly remember something. He moved his hands and asked seemingly casually:

"What do you think of the proposal Sheffield has put forward to us?"

Makarov's sudden opening made Yuri stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help but recall the scene more than ten hours ago:

It was in the old castle in Prague, Czech Republic.

The private castle located in the mountainous area was one of the safe houses that was purchased during the Zakayev era and had people built and guarded.

Due to the difficult terrain, easy defense and difficult attack, and relatively secretive location, Zakayev has always regarded this place as his last resort and has accumulated a large amount of arms.

After Zakaev's death, Makarov naturally became the owner of this castle and set it up as his base camp.

And just yesterday, when he was having a meeting with his confidants and staff, he received an unexpected phone call!

The caller was none other than the supreme commander of Task Force 141, the three-star Lieutenant General of the American Army—Sheffield!

Sheffield did not show up, but used a satellite phone to communicate with Zakayev.

"Makarov, we finally met, although it was not what I expected..."

"Lieutenant General Sheffield, what brings you to me?"

"Stop talking nonsense, I know what you are planning, and I can give you some help to achieve the situation we all want to see."

Hearing this, Makarov raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Oh? So you are here to cooperate with me?"

"But, I remember very clearly that your 141st Special Service Team kept chasing me..."

The other end of the communication was silent for a while, and then Sheffield's hoarse voice sounded again:

"How about we make a deal?"

"All ears."

"It's very simple. You continue your airport plan, and I will send an undercover agent to your side. By then, you don't need me to teach you, you should know how to do it..."

Regarding Sheffield's proposal, Makarov felt awe-inspiring. He couldn't help but retract his smile and asked seriously:

"What good will this do to you?"

"This is not something that needs your concern. You just need to answer me whether you accept it or not."

"You and I both have common interests and demands. What's more, the famous Lieutenant General Sheffield has taken the initiative to offer me cooperation. What reason do I have to refuse? However, I have a condition!"

"...you say."

The next second, Makarov's tone suddenly changed, full of cold murderous intent:
Chapter completed!