Two years ago, the Middle East.

When Makarov personally detonated the nuclear bomb and buried 30,000 meters of troops with him, Yuri stood beside him and witnessed everything.

At that time, Yuri didn't think anything was wrong.

The United States is an enemy of extremist organizations. No matter how ruthless we deal with our enemies, we can never be too harsh.

However, what he never expected was that two years later, Makarov would point the butcher knife at his compatriots!

The purpose is to frame the crime of massacre on the Americans, and then provoke a war between the United States and Mao!

Yuri never thought of himself as a good person.

He also recognized Makarov's philosophy that if you want to achieve a certain goal, you must do whatever it takes.

However, compared to Makarov's lack of bottom line, Yuri still adheres to the final bottom line in his heart.

It was clearly because of his patriotic enthusiasm that he wanted to make the motherland stronger and the people live a better life without having to look at the eyes of Western countries, so he followed Zakayev and embarked on this path that was destined to be full of thorns.

path of.

Now, he is asked to point his gun at his compatriots. He does not want to accept it and cannot accept it!

Even though he was reluctant in his heart, Yuri was not stupid enough to immediately oppose Makarov. Instead, he tried hard to smile and agreed in a low voice:

"Yes, you are right..."

"I'm glad you are on my side. This is very important to me. After all, you are the only person I trust now..."

With these meaningful words, Makarov reached out and patted his shoulder, then turned and walked forward.

Staring at the leaving figure of his old friend, Yuri's heart slowly sank.

He has known Makarov for many years and knows very well that he cannot persuade Makarov to give up this plan.

unless...

Thinking of this, Yuri's eyes gradually became firm, and he couldn't help but secretly make up his mind:

"I'm sorry, my friend, I can't let you do this..."

...

After careful consideration, Yuri finally thought of a way to stop Makarov, which was to notify the Mauritian Federal Security Service.

However, since the ambush of 141 was imminent, in order to avoid leaking information, Makarov issued a death order and put away everyone's communication tools.

In desperation, Yuri could only look for opportunities.

Time passes little by little, and the time for Task Force 141 to raid Prague Castle is getting closer and closer...

When Yuri finally found an opportunity, he used a hidden disposable mobile phone to hide in the basement and communicate with the Mauritian Federal Security Service.

However, just as he announced his door to the other side and before explaining his intention, the basement door was suddenly kicked open with a bang!

The person who walked in from the door was none other than Makarov!

"It's such a pity. I really hope that the traitor who betrayed the organization is not you..."

"my old friend..."

The moment he saw Makarov, Yuri suddenly understood everything.

Obviously, this is all a trap set up by Makarov to catch the traitor!

"What have the Americans given you? It can make you abandon your original oath, abandon your love for the motherland, and become their dog!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Makarov waved his hand, and several younger brothers stepped forward and took the phone from Yuri's hand and firmly controlled it.

With his hands behind his back, Makarov walked up to Yuri, stared at his old friend's face quietly with his strange-colored eyes, and said in a deep voice:

"If Victor knew better, he would definitely despise you as a traitor..."

Hearing this, how could Yuri not know that Makarov regarded himself as the traitor who betrayed little Zaev.

He glared angrily, stared at Makarov closely, and said in a deep voice:

"Hmph, I won't admit anything I haven't done."

"Oh, you mean, you didn't betray the organization's information?"

As he spoke, Makarov took the phone from his younger brother and raised it to Yuri, "Then who were you calling just now?"

Putting the phone, which was still on the phone, to his ear, Makarov said calmly:

"Sorry, I think Mr. Yuri doesn't have time to talk to you..."

Before the FSB officer on the other end of the phone could speak, Makarov slammed the phone and threw the two halves to the ground.

"Now, do you have anything else to say?"

At this point, Yuri never thought that he would be able to leave here alive.

He just glanced at the remains of the mobile phone on the ground with some pity, then looked up at Makarov with a joking look on his face, and confessed:

"I admit that I wanted to tip off people from the Security Bureau, but that was all to stop your crazy plan to massacre your compatriots!"

"As for Victor's matter, it has nothing to do with me at all!"

Looking directly into Yuri's eyes, Makarov was silent for a moment, then said to himself:

"Hehehe...my old friend, I should have discovered it long ago..."

"From beginning to end, you are nothing but a coward and a coward!"

Before he finished speaking, Makarov's eyes changed, he suddenly raised his fist and punched Yuri hard in the abdomen!

Bang!

Along with a muffled groan, Yuri suddenly felt his stomach churn.

Before he could recover from the nausea, Makarov grabbed his head and forced him to raise his head.

With vicious and cruel falcon eyes, as if staring at a prey slaughtered at will, Makarov approached Yuri and said in a deep voice:

"What happens in that airport named after Zakayev will change the world forever! No one can stop me, not even you!"

After that, Makarov reached out and patted Yuri's pale cheek, and raised the corner of his mouth, "My old friend, don't worry, I won't kill you. I need you to witness all this, because that's the only way

, can prove that you are wrong."

"And I was right!"

After beating Yuri half to death, Makarov sent his men to take him to a safe house in Siberia and imprison him.

...

At the same time, inside a coffee shop located on the streets of Berlin.

Lu Qi, who was sitting in a booth in the corner, was tasting the famous roasted salted pork knuckles and taking a sip of smooth affogato. It was so leisurely.

After leaving Credenhill, in addition to finding the long-lost freedom, he also experienced another benefit of becoming a mi6 agent, which is that he can taste local food from all over the world!

Ella, who was sitting opposite him, was holding her laptop and typing on the keyboard with a serious look on her face.

"Well, don't you really want to try it?"

Glancing at Lu Qi's affogato, Ella quickly looked away and said casually:

"I don't like sweets."

"up to you..."

Just when Lu Qi was about to pick up the spoon and eat the only piece of ice cream left in the coffee cup, a ringtone suddenly came from his trouser pocket!

Lu Qi had no choice but to put down his spoon, take out his cell phone, and press the call button:

"Hey, Nikolai..."

Before Lu Qi could finish saying hello, Nicholas' slightly serious voice came from the other end of the phone:
Chapter completed!