In the early morning, in Tbilisi, an ancient castle in the mountains, a civilian helicopter roared with snow and sand and stopped toward an open space in front of the fort.

On the edge of the open space, Ampurov was wearing a coat, holding a strange look on his mouth, and was waiting quietly. The rotor curled his hair and clothes so that he was like a stone statue in the wind.

Behind him were four tall and strong men, all wearing black sunglasses, extremely tough. But this was not the most conspicuous. There was a huge box in front of the four people. The black one was so mysterious that they didn't know what was happening.

The helicopter landed quickly, perhaps to pick up Ampurov and others. Apart from Chechen terrorist leader Domolin, there was only one pilot and a gunman with an AK submachine gun, there was no one else on the plane.

Ampulov waited for the plane to stop and walked forward and said, "Old man, it seems that you are well prepared."

Domolin jumped off the plane and generously spread his arms and said, "Of course, my dear Ampurov, my people have found out their route, just at the junction of the Caucasus Mountains and the Andi River, twenty elite jihad warriors are waiting there, the despicable Chinese are unable to escape, just waiting for you."

Ampurov smiled sly and said, "Very good, I have prepared some small gifts for our Chinese friends."

Domorin pointed to the box: "Are you talking about this? What kind of interesting gift?"

Ampurov tilted his head, and a strong man opened the box, and an object like a water tank appeared.

Domolin felt a stern in his heart, and quickly stepped forward to observe and said, "My God, what is this? Is this a bomb?"

Ampulov said proudly to the past: "To be precise, it is fuel and air bombs. It is made in the former Soviet Union and second only to nuclear weapons on the earth. I spent a lot of money to get it, just for the Chinese to taste it."

Fuel air bomb, also known as cloud explosion bomb, is not only a powerful shock wave, but also instantly ignites air within the range of action, causing large-scale suffocation and death. Large-dose cloud explosion bombs are indeed known as subnuclear weapons. This terrifying "big water tank" in front of you is obviously a category of large doses.

Domolin was shocked and hurriedly said, "This is not possible. This is a weapon of mass destruction, and we cannot use it."

Ampulov said indifferently, "Why can't it? I can use anything for my pity, Alexey."

Domolin frowned and said patiently: "My old guy. You don't understand. This thing has a great impact. If used, it will put us in a disadvantageous situation. And we don't need it. We already have more than twenty people, all of whom are the bravest elites, and helicopters can easily kill the Chinese."

Ampulov said calmly: "Of course there is no need to deal with the Chinese, but we have bigger opponents, aren't we?"

Domorin said in confusion: "I don't understand what you mean."

Amplov smiled evilly and said, "It means that if we detonate it, it will not only kill the Chinese, but also blame the Russians, because Georgia does not have such weapons, only the Russians have them. The whole world will think that it is the evil Russians who threw this weapon at Georgia. By that time, the Americans and Europeans will launch comprehensive sanctions, the Russians will be in chaos, and we will have a better opportunity to lead our people."

Domorin was shocked and realized that Ampurov was completely crazy. He shook his head repeatedly and said, "You are wrong. This will not happen at all. American spies are all over the world. They will soon find out that we did it. We will lose all our friends and no one supports us anymore. We will become rats crossing the street and be beaten by everyone in the world."

Ampurov shook his finger and said, "No, Domolin, you are wrong. The Americans may find out us, but they will not say it. For them, who does it doesn't matter, and who does it is in their interests. At present, it is in their interests only if the charges are added to the Russians. This is where my plan is the most clever one."

Domorin completely disagrees with his opinion: "You are too naive. Americans are indeed bastards, but they will not make mistakes in such matters. What they fear most is weapons of mass destruction. This is Pandora's box. No one will end up opening it. Just like our poor friend Laden, who just broke through one of their buildings and was thrown into the eighteen levels of hell. This is why, there are so many organizations like us in the world, but no one has ever used this kind of thing."

Ampurov didn't want to talk nonsense anymore, so he walked lightly, stood in front of him and said, "So, do you disagree with my plan?"

Domolin shook his head slowly and said, "Absolutely disagree."

Ampulov was angry and said angrily and sadly: "For twenty years, in order to support you, I left my beloved hometown and gave my beloved son and countless money. You just give me this sentence?"

Domolin firmly said: "I'm sorry, old friend, I'm very grateful for everything you did, but I must remind you that our struggle for the freedom of the Chechen people does not mean destroying the peace of all mankind. We even allow the game to lose, but not the entire board. This is what I want to say."

After hearing this, Ampurov suddenly laughed and said with a joking voice: "I have lost my only son. Do you think I will still care about the so-called peace of mankind?"

Domolin's face changed drastically: "What did you say?"

Amprov didn't say anything, answered him with his actions, and shot him into his heart with a bang.

Domolin never expected that his old friend who had been decades would suddenly shoot at him. He looked down in surprise and looked at the gun hole in his chest. He slowly looked up and wanted to say something, but he had no chance. He fell to the cold snow with a bang.

The two Domorin members on the plane were shocked and hurriedly tried to fire the gun. An Amplov's subordinate shot and shot the hatch submachine gunman in the head.

The remaining driver was still rushing his pistol from his thigh in panic. Ampulov jumped up steadily, holding his head back and said, "Either die or take me to the action site."

The driver was so scared that he didn't dare to refuse, and agreed in a cold manner.

Ampulov put away his phone and moved his hand: "Very good, lift the thing up."

The big men carried the boxes onto the plane with all their might.

Ampurov left two people behind and said to the other two: "Don't the Chinese have a girlfriend? You two stayed and found the Spanish reporter and killed her."

The two men bowed and agreed.

Ampurov then fell onto the hatch door and waved his hand and said, "Go away."

The helicopter rolled up a hurricane, carrying the crazy Amprov, and his killer weapon that shocked the world, flew to the holy Caucasus top.

.(To be continued...)
Chapter completed!