Romanian Eagle

Fisk's reply was very quick. In fact, he was also very interested in this swaggering material transport team, but his strength was insufficient. When Rodysky wanted the two to cooperate, he certainly had no reason to refuse.

As for why they didn't directly attack the cargo entry and exit points at both ends, it was because the storage points were all on the riverside ships. And he was very vigilant, and he drove along the river if something was wrong, leaving the two armed leaders who did not have enough boats what they could do.

When the interests are not conflicting and the goals are the same, discussions about the partnership are quick. It only took three days to solve the problem of the location of the ambush and the distribution of the spoils. In order to avoid long nights and dreams, the two sides decided to act on April 2, the location is between Ulas and Velix, which can avoid possible reinforcements.

On the afternoon of the day before the operation, there was a loud voice in the small town of Maloyev, and more than 400 vicious militants gathered here. As their leader, Rodysky was also dressed in uniform. He rode on the horse and said to Akerev, who had just rushed back from Fisk, "This time I will lead people to set off. You have to guard your home." "

"Don't worry, there is no problem with the general. I will add more guards, and I will carefully check these rascals."

Hearing Akerev packing up the ticket, Rodysky patted him on the shoulder and waved to the militants waiting for his order behind him.

"set off."

More than four hundred militants who had been waiting for a long time immediately stepped forward and followed their leader to the south with the dream of getting rich. Today they will rush to rest near the road to recharge their energy for tomorrow's battle.

After Rodysky took the people away, Akerev, who was left behind, said to the rest of them immediately: "All cheer up and fill me with sentries, waiting for the general's triumphant return."

After scolding everyone around him, he whispered to a henchmen who followed him: "Get me two girls. Damn, I'm tired of running back and forth, so take a break."

It seems that Akerev is still a bit dissatisfied with not being able to go together.

Listening to the dissatisfied confidant of the second master, he said with a smile at this time: "I will do it now. I must find two people who satisfy you."

Facing his dog's behavior, Akerev nodded and walked back to his residence.

After sending Akerev away, this confidant arrogantly ordered two of them to accept them.

"Follow me, go to work"

Following the harassment of the three people, the town of Maloyev was another turmoil. The shabby-dressed residents of the town can only pray in their hearts when faced with this situation. "God, when is the end of this day."

Rodysky didn't walk fast with the people, and didn't reach an unnamed hill near the road until it was close to sunset. The Cossacks led by Fisk had already arrived here because of the large number of horses.

"You are late."

Fisk, dressed in a traditional Cossack costume, greeted Rodysky wearing a Russian military uniform.

"It's not too late, you guys came early."

The two greeted each other while their men settled separately. However, the distance between the two newly-built camps by 300 meters shows that both sides are wary of each other. They are all gathered together temporarily for the sake of profit, and whoever is relieved to give their backs to the opposite side is foolish.

After a one-night rest, nearly a thousand militants gathered together after having breakfast and began to prepare for ambushes. The digging pits, the digging pits, the ones sending out to investigate the situation, and only Rodysky and Fisk in command of their respective teams. Looking down from above, I saw that even the ambush has a clear dividing line, and it seems that both sides are guarding against each other.

It was just behind them that they hadn't noticed, a pair of eyes observed their actions.

The large operations of the Near Thousand militants naturally revealed a lot of traces, and Johnny's subordinates, who were in charge of peripheral inspections, would naturally find abnormalities.

"You speak slowly, don't worry. Take a sip of water first."

In front of the convoy, Vasily handed his kettle to a young man dressed as a local farmer. The young man was panting, his clothes were covered with mud and water, and there were some hay scraps on his head. And the horses behind him were spraying white gas like him, and they seemed to be very tired.

This Johnny's subordinate took two sips of the kettle, and after he was relieved of his breath, he said directly: "Twenty-five kilometers ahead, a 1,000-strong militant is lying in ambush on the side of the road. According to estimates, there is a high probability. It's for your team."

The words of this young man made the atmosphere of the team desolate and felt the change behind him. Vasily laughed and said: "These Russian thugs also want to rob the team. I think they are looking for death. Let me send it for God. They go to hell."

Vasily's optimistic words infected other people, and the atmosphere became active. At first, everyone was a little surprised to hear the militants around the thousandth. As soon as Vasily said, only then did he remember how many weapons some thugs and rout soldiers could have. He was an elite of the elite, and he was well equipped to fight.

"The head is right, these thugs dare to hit us, this is looking for death."

"Let us send them to **** for God."

A few words in succession made everyone's atmosphere soar, and Vasily didn't need to look back to know that it was the middle-level team that was boosting everyone's morale.

He directly asked the young man, "Do you know where they were ambushing?"

The young man was taken aback by Vasily's words, and immediately replied: "I know."

"Well, you take us there. I want to meet these brave guys."

After Vasily finished speaking, he grinned at the young man, as if he was about to eat people and beasts. And the young man couldn't help but shudder, feeling a bit cold in the weather.

Varisi turned his head and told him what to do after he left: "Rule, you take the two teams to protect the convoy, and let them drive slower and don't disturb our hunting."

Luler, who was standing next to him, replied with a smile: "Don't worry, I know how to do it. I wish you a happy hunting."

Vasily patted his deputy on the shoulder. Luler was his most assured person. The old man who had been with him for many years was worthy of his trust.

"Leave the two teams, and the others will follow me."

After speaking, Vasily turned on his horse and said to the young spy: "We will detour behind them and give them a surprise."

The young man who was infected immediately replied: "No problem."

Vasily waved his hand. "Go, go hunting."

A group of people, fully armed, followed their heads to teach these bold militants.

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