It started to rain lightly in the sky.

The entire Tallinn looked foggy.

The castle built by the Teutonic Knights was faintly visible in the rain.

On the street, one could see a lost pedestrian like a walking zombie. The whistle of the troop carrier "rushed" him aside. The tire ran over the puddle and sewage splashed all over the pedestrian.

Gao Jun's eyes clearly saw the suppressed anger and dissatisfaction of the other party. Although he quickly lowered his head, his expression was deeply impressive.

Diegosky, who was in the car, was talking eloquently with Anatoly that such polarization would not be tolerated until the Soviet Union died.

The entire Tallinn is like a dead city.

Lifeless.

This is Estonia, the center of the Baltic Sea, with extremely prosperous commerce, but it’s amazing that such a place is like this, let alone the heart of the Soviet Union.

The headquarters of the 202nd Motorized Division is in the old city, near Neihu.

The soldiers on duty at the gate gave a crooked military salute and watched the convoy enter the camp. According to this time, it should be class time, but no one was seen.

After hearing the sound of the vehicle's engine, several heads poked over from the edge of the window.

Gao Jun got out of the car, took off his suit, and saw the T-62 parked in the warehouse at a glance.

This is a follow-up to the T55. The system configurations of both sides are almost the same, but it is the world's first tank equipped with a tail-stabilized long rod discarding sabot armor-piercing projectile. A 2a20 115mm cannon is quite scary.

Several soldiers were cleaning up. When they saw Gao Jun, their eyes were complicated, with expectations, anger, hope and reluctance.

It was as if he already knew what he was coming for.

Perhaps, he is not the first, nor the last.

"Yuri, Anatole, let's go to the office." Diegosky said with a smile, "A Chinese friend gave me some tea."

Gao Jun responded with a smile, glanced behind him, and walked into the barracks with Umbrella. There was also a grooming mirror at the door, which was cracked and had not been replaced for a long time.

Is this...that difficult?

Photos of several Soviet greats were hung in the corridor, and the banners they held were in sharp conflict with the "Golden Sign" hanging on Diegosky's chest.

Mao Zi turned the key on the door a few times, but it didn't open. This made him a little angry. He raised his foot and kicked it open.

"Please come in." He turned to Gao Jun and said with a smile.

Sure enough, the character of the Soviet people is... not very stable.

Diegoski's office is about 40 square meters, which is not small. It also has a TV and a huge mahogany desk. The carvings and styles on it look like the work of a famous artist.

Gao Jun took a liking to it at first sight.

I'll ask later, how many cans is this thing worth?

There was a bookcase standing near the door, but there were weapon parts and two TM-46 anti-tank track mines on it. Gao Jun's eyes twitched when he saw it, thinking that if it exploded...

Saw Jesus live!

"Sit, sit." Diegoski pointed to the sofa and went to get some tea from the cupboard. There was also a unique kettle placed in the corner.

Several people were chatting happily when they heard rapid footsteps and saw a major standing at the door with an ugly face.

Seeing the person coming, Diegoski's smile slowly disappeared, he put on the airs of a leader, crossed his legs and said, "What's the matter? Major Vissarionovich."

When the other party came over, he asked irritably, "Colonel, are you going to betray the country?"

Diegoski looked serious for a moment, "Nonsense!"

"Then what's going on with them?" Vissarionovich pointed the finger at Anatoly, "I have learned that you and this damn capitalist lackey are selling weapons."

Gao Jun saw that Diegoski's face became extremely ugly.

Even Anatole was restless and had an itchy buttocks.

"Hey, dear Davalish..." Gao Jun stood up and tried to lighten the atmosphere, but it was obviously unwise. The other party stared at him and gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to swallow him, "Shut up, you bastard."

!”

Gao Jun's face turned cold and he looked at the opponent's military rank.

Major, we can cooperate.

"Sir, I think you have some misunderstanding about me. I came with good intentions. I brought a lot of cans, pork, and candies that the children need. I even have rag dolls. The children in Tallinn will be happy.

"." Gao Jun explained, "This is helping the people. This is a great thing. We can allow you to join and help them together."

This "lie" made Vissarionovich sneer and look at Diegoski, "I will report it!"

"Your call can be made to Kaliningrad (resident headquarters), but the person who answers the phone will tell you that your feedback has been received and ask you to go back and wait for the news. You waited in the camp for 15 days and got the news

That’s right: That’s absolutely not the case!” Diegoski said, spreading his hands.

"Then I will sue you to Moscow! I will definitely expose your corrupt side and let everyone know through the broadcast that the Soviet Union is being destroyed by people like you!"

Vissarionovich expressed his thoughts angrily, with fierce eyes. After speaking, he waved his hands and left.

Then he saw Umbrella standing next to him, grabbing his hair, slamming him against the wall, and holding him down with his backhand. Vissarionovich struggled, and the former hammered his neck hard.

"Childish integrity..." Gao Jun smiled and shook his head, ignoring the angry expression of the other party and looking at Diegoski, "I really can't bear to break the beauty of young people."

The colonel looked grim, stood up slowly, took out a Makarov pistol from the table, and installed a silencer on it, walked slowly to Vissarionovich, raised his hand, and pointed it at his forehead.

Gao Jun couldn't bear to see such bloody fratricide. He walked to the window with a cigarette in his mouth and heard the crisp sound of gunshots behind him.

Vissarionovich had been shot in the forehead, staring with deathly eyes, as if he could not die anymore.

Gao Jun tilted his head, holding a cigarette between his right index finger and thumb.

"I hope your mother buys insurance for you."

…

The body was dragged away by Diegoski's adjutant and guards. For what reason?

"Just write a death report, and then he will be selected as a hero, and then he will be sent to the Baltic Heroes Cemetery. We will lay flowers, sing and miss him, but after he dies, he will never come back.

"Diegoski looked normal and spread his hands.

"You are such a good person." Gao Jun praised.

"Vissarionovich is my most capable subordinate. His death makes me sad. His parents need a pension..."

"I understand. I'll pay for it. How about 30,000 rubles?"

About $16,000.

Diegoski nodded, "His parents will be proud of their son."

Next to him Anatole turned pale.

He...yes, this is the first time he has encountered this kind of thing.

After the murder, they were chatting and laughing happily!

He looked at Gao Jun in horror. Nie's nephew had definitely done this kind of thing more than once.

"Uncle Anatole?" Gao Jun turned to look at him and shouted with a smile. The other party was startled, and after he came back to his senses, he smiled stiffly, "What's wrong?"

"Would you like a cigarette? Somme, Blackwood tobacco."

Anatole couldn't help but said, "Thank you... thank you."

"Can you take me to see the cargo? My cargo ship is parked at the port. It costs 100 rubles a day."

"Of course! You can do it now."

Diegosky picked up the hat on the table and put it on firmly.

"Welcome to the 202nd Motorized Rifle Brigade!"
Chapter completed!