"Two pieces of bad news?" Natasha frowned slightly and stared straight at Skanov. Suddenly, her lips curved up. "Does it make a difference which one to listen to first?"
Skanov smiled and let out a long breath.
"Your investigation is correct. Your mother's death is indeed related to your father. The special forces under the 58th Army Group did it, and the order was issued by the Russian Security Service."
Natasha took a deep breath of cold air. Her fingers trembled slightly as she tried to control the sadness that was about to overflow from her chest and tried to make her voice not so weak.
"What's the other bad news?"
"The other bad news is related to the cause of your mother's death. Are you sure you want to hear it? "Skanov smiled." That old guy Nikolaev definitely doesn't want you to know. "
"Go ahead," Natasha said emotionlessly.
"Your mother is actually a double-agent. She joined the Freemasonry when she was twelve years old. In 2008, she helped us deliver intelligence in Georgia, but she accidentally exposed herself. And I am her master. " Skanov looked at Natasha, who took half a step back, and said, "I advise you to take your hand out of your pocket. There are at least two sniper rifles pointing at you."
The smile on Natasha's face gradually became cold.
From the moment she walked into this town, she realized that something was wrong, but she didn't expect that the person who betrayed her and Russia was her father's old friend, Major Skanov.
"This joke is not funny at all." Using the corner of her eyes to observe the surrounding environment, Natasha based on her experience and determined that the snipers' positions should be four hundred meters away on the clock tower and five hundred meters away on the factory roof.
She didn't take her hand out of her pocket. Instead, she let go of the pistol and held the smoke grenade.
Skanov shrugged.
"This is not a joke … You don't have to stall for time. Even if the Alpha team comes, they can't save you, and they won't take the risk to save you. Not far from here is the 43rd Motorized Brigade of Ukraine. "
As Skanov spoke, he clapped his hands.
Like ghosts, twelve figures emerged from the shadows on the side of the street. Their bodies were covered in black combat uniforms, armed from toes to teeth, but their movements were silent. Without a doubt, they were the elites of the elites.
When Natasha saw these special forces, a trace of despair flashed in her eyes. If it was just a sniper, she could still muster up the courage to take a gamble. However, in the face of twelve fully armed special forces soldiers, she knew that there was no chance of survival even if she possessed 007.
"Shameless traitor," said Natasha through her teeth, staring at Skanov.
If looks could kill, he would have been killed countless times already.
However, Skanov didn't seem to agree with Natasha's accusation.
"Traitor?" Shrugging, Skanov raised his hand to his neck and rubbed it a few times.
When she saw this, Natasha's pupils suddenly contracted. She noticed that as he rubbed his head, his neck began to show obvious color differences. Then, his hand seemed to grab onto something, and with a sudden tug, he tore off the silicone mask.
"Skanov", who had taken off his mask, had turned into a completely unfamiliar face.
Or in other words, this was his original appearance.
"Let me reintroduce myself, my name is Petrov." There was no need for disguise, and even his voice changed back.
The stiff expression on Natasha's face gradually softened into a bitter smile.
Disguise, she was naturally familiar with it since she worked for the Russian Federal Security Service. It was just that she didn't expect that one day she would fall for this trick. Obviously, the identity of the real Skanov informant had been exposed, and it could even be said that he was most likely dead.
"When did it start?" Natasha asked with a bitter expression.
"At the beginning of this year, I remember that I also proposed to you to bring Celestial Trade in. Did you forget?"
Natasha looked at Petrov, puzzled. She didn't understand why he would do this, or why the Freemasonry would do this. They knew the combat effectiveness of Celestial Trade, but they still wanted to drag them into the Ukrainian civil war. Did they want to die faster?
"You should have gone to see Stalin after you got this." Seeing that Natasha didn't speak, Petrov grinned and patted the document in his hand. "But you are lucky that the people above think you still have value. If you behave, maybe you can live a little longer. "
After that, he gestured to the special forces behind him.
Two special forces soldiers stepped out of the formation and walked towards Natasha with rifles in their hands.
Looking at the dark muzzle, Natasha only felt her hands and feet were cold. She probably already guessed what the so-called value meant. Not as a Russian agent, nor as the daughter of General Nikolaev, but as a bargaining chip that could threaten Jiang Chen.
Memories of the past with him flashed through her mind. When she recalled the tenderness of that night, the corners of her mouth suddenly hooked up into a smile. For some reason, she was suddenly not afraid.
The smile was very gentle, and it didn't seem like a smile she would show.
A trace of determination flashed in her eyes. Just as she was about to strike a stone with an egg, suddenly an unnatural buzzing sound gradually approached from above.
Obviously, she wasn't the only one who noticed the sound.
Petrov looked up, and his pupils suddenly contracted. However, when he caught a glimpse of the shadow, everything was too late.
The tungsten rods falling from a height of 36,000 kilometers melted into water droplets the moment they passed through the atmosphere. They continuously broke through the sound barrier that prevented them from advancing and left the sonic boom behind them. When he heard the sound of resonance, the bullets as thick as a washbasin had already arrived.
Dozens of tungsten rods, like dozens of Tomahawk missiles, bombarded the area indiscriminately. At the moment when they hit the ground, the tungsten rods were like bullets entering gel. The kinetic energy was transferred to the bottom of the ground, forming a huge cavity in an instant, and then it burst open in an instant.
The soil was lifted more than ten meters high, and the reinforced concrete and wood pieces flew everywhere. Even the well-trained elite troops of Arrow were blown away by this sudden attack.
There was only one chance!
Natasha covered her head with her arms and struggled to stand up from the ground. Using the dust that covered the sky, she fled to the ruins on the side and threw out the smoke bomb in her hand.
Almost at the same time, intensive gunshots sounded from the depths of the smoke, and a stream of bullets swept in her direction.
Natasha groaned in pain. A bullet hit her lower abdomen, and another hit her arrowhead. She staggered and almost fell to the ground. At this moment, a transparent figure emerged behind her, carried her on its back, and ran backward.
The whistling sound of bullets flew behind her. Looking at the petite figure under her, Natasha's expression was slightly complicated.
"I didn't expect … that one day I would owe you my life."
"You seemed to have been shot just now. Is the injury serious?" Ayesha didn't waste time with her and just asked emotionlessly.
"It's okay, I'm wearing a bulletproof vest … My left hand may be fractured."
The bullet penetrated Natasha's coat, but it did not penetrate the bulletproof vest she was wearing inside.
This bulletproof vest was "borrowed" from Jiang Chen's closet. It was filled with polymer polyethylene fiber material and could slowly release the kinetic energy of the point of impact to the entire surface. While blocking the bullet, it also limited the kinetic energy of the bullet to a safe range.
"Catch her!"
The frightened expression on his face quickly dissipated. Petrov was the first to react. He roared, picked up a rifle from the ground, and took the lead in rushing into the smoke.
A total of twelve special forces soldiers, two dead and one injured. If Natasha escaped, he couldn't report back at all.
However, the moment he rushed into the smoke, his whole body suddenly seemed to hit a wall and stopped there.
A hand grabbed his neck and lifted him off the ground like a little chick.
Petrov's pupils suddenly shrank to a point. When he saw the body made of steel clearly, there was nothing but fear on his face.
"Monster …"
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