Great Single Player of the Heavens

In northern Mao, in a hospital controlled by the core group.

The swishing cold air filled the entire underground morgue, making people tighten their clothes involuntarily, trying to keep the chill in their body and heart out of the clothes.

In the entire morgue, there was no one else except a forensic doctor in a white coat and two men in suits. .

In the center of the room, there was a long table for autopsy.

On the long table, a pale male corpse with eyes closed was lying there, motionless.

The body was covered with a white cloth, only the face was exposed to the air.

The cut hair and the scars on the corners of the eyebrows all tell the identity of this man, who is the second generation member of the inner group——Victor Zakayev!

Little Zakayev, who fell asleep, looked peaceful, and it was impossible to imagine that he was a terrorist who did all kinds of bad things during his lifetime...

However, compared with the man with the back of the suit standing at the long table and quietly watching the face of the corpse, the bad things that Zakayev has done are simply nothing.

Makarov's different-colored eyes were full of regret and hatred.

"Don't worry, Victor, I swear to you, I will find those guys who killed you and your father, and tear them to pieces."

"Then, I will inherit your will, take back everything that belongs to us from those villains, and then make Mao country great again!"

After making a promise to the dead little Zakayev, Makarov pulled the white cloth and covered his face under the white cloth.

Turning around, he turned back into the head of the inner group who was insanely crazy but still rational - Vladimir Makarov!

After beckoning to Yuri who was standing not far away, Makarov strode out of the morgue.

The next second, there was a muffled "bang" gunshot in the morgue...

. . .

After leaving the hospital, Makarov and Yuri boarded a black Porsche, escorted by several SUVs, and headed for the next destination.

The car had just driven not far away, and Makarov, who was resting with his eyes closed, asked Yuri who was beside him:

"Has Dukov recruited?"

If it was an accident that Saldorf was caught by Mao, then this poison gas experiment, the death of Zakayev Jr. and the capture of Walker made Makarov realize immediately that this was not an accident!

Continuous coincidences are not coincidences, but someone is playing tricks!

In Makarov's mind, there is only one thought - there is a traitor!

The most suspected one was Dukov who had been in contact with all three of them recently!

Holding the mentality of "I would rather kill a thousand by mistake than let one go", Makarov immediately got rid of the surveillance without saying a word, and returned to the organization's deputy Yuri to be in charge of interrogating Dukov.

Hearing this, Yuri, who was sitting by the side, couldn't help shaking his head,

"Not yet. He has always insisted that he didn't know about it. He never thought of betraying the organization, nor did he contact the enemy in any way."

"Did you use punishment?"

heard that,

Yuri was taken aback for a moment, then nodded with some embarrassment, "Yes, he still insists on his own statement."

"Then maybe you haven't used enough punishment..."

"I think maybe he really didn't betray the organization..."

Before Yuri could finish speaking, Makarov suddenly opened his eyes, turned to look at his old friend whom he had known for many years, and asked aggressively:

"Then who sold our intelligence to the Americans? Could it be me? Or, is it you?"

Facing Makarov's questioning, Yuri opened his mouth, just about to defend himself, but suddenly thought of his embarrassing situation.

When the words came to my lips, I could only change another answer:

"I see, I will continue to investigate."

Yuri is no fool either.

He knew that he was captured by 141, but he was able to return to the organization safe and sound, which in itself made many people in the organization suspicious of him.

Now that something like this has happened again, if he doesn't do something as soon as possible to prove his innocence, Dukov, who has been tortured to death, will be very happy to be with him...

However, what Yuri didn't know was that in Makarov's heart, he had long been listed as the biggest suspect of betraying the organization!

The reason why Yuri was asked to catch the traitor was because of trust in him on the one hand, and distrust of him on the other hand!

Makarov wanted to test Yuri through this incident, whether he was the traitor or not!

. . .

The car continued to drive towards the destination.

At this time, Makarov, who was sitting in the back seat and browsing files with a tablet computer, seemed to have suddenly remembered something, his hands paused, and he asked seemingly inadvertently:

"What do you think of the proposal Sheffield made to us?"

Makarov's sudden opening made Yuri slightly taken aback, and he couldn't help but recall the scene more than ten hours ago:

It was in the old castle in Prague, Czech Republic.

The private castle located in the mountainous area was one of the safe houses bought in the Zakayev era and sent to build and guard it.

Due to the dangerous terrain, easy to defend and difficult to attack, and the location is relatively secret, Zakayev has always regarded this place as the last retreat and hoarded a large amount of munitions.

After Zakayev's death, Makarov logically became the owner of the castle and set it up as his base camp.

And just yesterday, when he was having a meeting with his confidants and staff, an unexpected phone call came over him!

The caller was none other than the supreme commander of Task Force 141, three-star Lieutenant General of the Mi Army—Sheffield!

Sheffield did not show up, but used a satellite phone to contact Zakayev.

"Makarov, we finally meet, although it's not what I expected..."

"Lieutenant General Sheffield, what brought you to me?"

"Cut the bullshit, I know what you're planning and I can give you some help to get to the situation we all want to see."

Hearing this, the corner of Makarov's mouth twitched slightly, "Oh? So, you're here to cooperate with me?"

"However, I remember very clearly that your 141 special service team has been chasing me..."

The other end of the communication was silent for a while, and Sheffield's hoarse voice sounded again:

"So, how about we make a deal?"

"All ears."

"It's very simple, you continue with your airport plan, and I will send an undercover agent to your side. At that time, you don't need me to teach you, you should know how to do it..."

Regarding Sheffield's proposal, Makarov felt awe-inspiring, and couldn't help withdrawing the smile on the corner of his mouth, and asked solemnly:

"What good will it do you?"

"This is not something you need to care about. You just need to answer me, whether to accept it or not."

"You and I both have common interests. What's more, the famous Lieutenant General Sheffield has offered me cooperation. What reason do I have to refuse? However, I have one condition!"

"...you say."

In the next second, Makarov's tone changed suddenly, full of cold killing intent:

"I want the lives of all members of B-6!!!"

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