Chapter 870 Don’t Come Over! (One Update!)

Tbilisi is the capital of Georgia. The city center is less than 45 kilometers away from the border between Azerbaijan and Georgia. Because it is located in the plains between the valleys, there is a direct road from Tbilisi to the border. .

Straight road.

In the presidential palace, President Milov looked at the three pieces of information in front of him, his eyelids were pounding, very annoying, very annoying.

The three pieces of intelligence in front of him came from Russia, Amelika, and Azerbaijan.

Russia only has one sentence for information. This batch of yellow cakes is not allowed to be transported to Israel. If you don’t, we will let the Grozny’s special forces come over.

The information about Amelika's war zone is also a simple sentence.

【See your performance! 】

As for the information coming from Azerbaijan, it was even more dark.

According to Azerbaijan, there were traitors in the Israeli operation to transport yellow cakes, and correspondingly, Georgia should also have them.

But I don't know who it is.

These three pieces of information were placed straight on his desk. I felt ache when I looked at it, and then I looked at it. I felt stomachache when I looked at it, and then I thought to death.

He moved his eyes away from the three pieces of information and fell to the Minister of the Interior next to him.

After staring at the other party for three seconds, Milov asked:

"Is there any way you can get us out of this incident?"

Minister of Internal Affairs Lerinov spread his hands and made a helpless move, responding:

"There's no way."

"The person in the world who is best at dealing with nuclear radiation has died in 1992."

"The most urgent task now is to keep these people out and prevent those guys who transport yellow cakes from entering Georgia."

"As long as that batch of yellow cakes are not in Georgia, even if they are blown up or even if they are scattered all over the sky, it has nothing to do with us."

"Police pollution, it won't pollute us anyway."

Listening to Lerinov's words, Milov nodded helplessly. There was no way, it was too late to receive the message.

Or it was too early to receive the message.

If you don’t receive the message, you can think that you don’t know, and people from the entire country can also think that you don’t know.

When these people pulled the batch of goods, passed by Georgia, and boarded the boat by the sea, then had nothing to do with Georgia.

If I received the news earlier, I might have made several more plans.

Instead of being as busy as it is now.

He picked up the phone on the table and was about to call the border guards stationed in Paris in the south, asking them to take action, block the border line, and block the guys who used yellow cakes outside the country's gate.

The office door was pushed open.

The Deputy Minister of Taxation rushed into the office in a hurry, looked at the two people in the office, and stammered:

"The news from Gardabani that the convoy successfully passed the border and had entered Georgia and is now driving on the streets of Gardabani."

Gardabani is southeast of Tbilisi and is also in the lower reaches of the Kura River. It is a plain with no danger to guard and is surrounded by residential areas along the way.

If more than 200 tons of yellow cakes were fried in this place, the fertile land of Garda Paris would definitely not be needed.

Thinking of this possibility, Milov couldn't help but say the national treasures of Georgia.

“wcndm!”

After scolding, his eyes fell on the head of the Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and asked roaringly:

"Which bastard did the good thing? Which bastard let the person go?"

"Now check it out for me immediately!"

"Lerinov, let the Ministry of Internal Affairs special team be in place and be ready for combat at any time."

…………

At the same time, on the border between Georgia and Azerbaijan, the team led by Yuri could only watch the convoy drift away from the streets on the territory of Azerbaijan.

When the convoy disappeared from the end of sight, Yuri turned around, patted his hands gently, and said to the team members behind him:

"Boys, our mission is completed, and now we are going to prepare for evacuation."

"From us a dozen kilometers southwest, climb over the mountain opposite, and Armenia is opposite."

“We will be safe when we get there.”

"Communication soldiers, contact the Armenian side and let them help us."

"Now, take an hour off and set off after an hour."

After giving the order, Yuri turned around and walked towards the small car parked next to him, preparing to rest in the car.

Russia and Azerbaijan have an average relationship.

Starting from Astala, after more than ten hours of tracking, the tracking has not been exposed yet, or the tracking has not been targeted by others, is the result of multi-party game.

As for Georgia across the border, its relationship with Russia is even worse. It will be very troublesome for them to enter Georgia now.

As soon as he sat in the passenger seat, Vasily came over, stood outside the car door, with his hands on the a-pillar of the car, looking at Yuri hesitantly asked:

"Captain, are you willing?"

Yuri didn't say anything, but silently took out a box of cigarettes from his arms, took out one and lit it, and threw the remaining box to Vasily.

This cigarette was bought on the road.

The taste is average.

He gave the cigarette mouth to his mouth, but he didn't choose to light it, but just held it in his mouth. After a while, he suddenly smashed the cigarette in his hand out the window and cursed:

"I'm not willing to give up!"

"I'm very unwilling to accept that I have been chasing the prey for so long, but I didn't shoot it and didn't kill anyone."

Listening to Yuri's words, Vasily put down his left hand and placed it on the car window. His middle finger and index finger bent downwards, becoming a walking position for a person, and then his two fingers flexibly crawled around the car window, with his face. , it is an unsuppressed smile.

"Then let's make a big deal! Do you dare?"

Yuri hesitated.

According to the task requirements, they have actually completed the task, after all, the task does not require them to kill these people.

But……

People always like to be exciting.

What's more, making merit is the dream of all soldiers.

Close his eyes, Yuri began to exhale, as if he was making a decision.

He vomited for more than ten seconds before he finally finished vomiting.

The moment he finished vomiting, he opened his eyes and gently moved forward with his right hand:

"Let's go! Do a big guy! Just pass by like this openly fire!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the communication soldier in the team ran over and handed the satellite phone in his hand:

"The news from Armenia is Minister Yurikin."

"He said that there were drones that had taken over our jobs, our mission had been completed, and we were given a coordinate to meet at the coordinate location and a helicopter was picking up."

Drone?

Hearing this word, Yuri subconsciously pushed the door and got out of the car. Vasily, who was blocking the storefront, quickly moved away. With a bang, the door closed again. Yuri took off the telescope hanging on his chest and looked up.

Nothing was seen.

Armenia, Yerevan.

Yurigen sat in front of the computer, looking at the emails after email expressionlessly, and then downloading the pictures in the email expressionlessly. Looking at the high-definition pictures downloaded in the email, he became even more silent. expression.

Each new email has 5 high-definition pictures, each with time and latitude and longitude marked, as well as the target they want to track - the Israeli fleet.

Looking at these photos, Yurigin was not at all happy, but just felt scared.

He couldn't understand. Although China had nothing to do with it a few years ago, they have actually completed the layout of the low-orbit satellite communication network, and at the same time, they also used this low-orbit satellite communication network for military purposes.

Looking at the high-definition pictures taken by the drone.

When you put it to the largest, you can even see the puppy on the ground.

this……

This technology...

That's all when Amerika comes.

He raised his head and turned his eyes to the ceiling, and his eyes turned, and the gaze seemed to penetrate the wall and penetrate the sky, seeing the drone soaring in the sky.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

At this moment, he seemed to understand why China had so generously chosen to use information on hypersonic missiles in exchange for the drawings of Figure 160.

For them, they don’t know whether it is a blessing or a disaster if their neighbors rise like this quickly.

Shaking his head and throwing these messy things out of his mind, he continued to check the pictures in his hand.

Now this convoy has entered Georgia. Georgia and Russia have not had a good relationship, and it is not easy for him to act rashly.

Of course, if Georgia really doesn't have eyes, he doesn't mind giving Georgia two eyes.

On the other hand, in Bad, Azerbaijan, the same email was received.

Looking at the high-definition pictures in the email, he was silent for a while, picked up the phone in front of him, called the phone to Georgia, and to Georgian President Milov:

"You have two choices, the first choice, cut to your road traffic, lead these people to a suitable place, and then do it."

"The second option is to let them pass through Georgia and let them send these yellow cakes on the boat, and wait until they enter the Black Sea."

"The drones hovering at high altitude give them a missile directly."

“And the only downside is that your coastline may be polluted.”

Tbilisi.

Milov listened to the sound coming from the phone and forced himself to restrain his emotions, and then he did not scold him.

Now he wishes that he will transform into Superman and personally run to these dogs and give them gifts out of the country.

If he had An 225 in his hand, he would have wished that he would use An 225 to send these people away in person.

This tmd.

Georgia is sandwiched between the Greater Caucasus Mountains and the Little Caucasus Mountains. Every inch of land is worth every inch of land and is a gift from nature.

More than 200 tons of yellow cakes, once affected by bombs, the dust generated by the explosion can easily cover dozens or hundreds of square kilometers around.

That means that dozens or hundreds of square kilometers of land will be abandoned.

The total land area of ​​Georgia is only 69,700 square kilometers!

Taking a deep breath, he turned his eyes to the computer next to him. On the computer screen, there were email prompts that were popping up all the time.

There are high-definition pictures in every email.

According to the latest photo in the email, the damn convoy, who had already passed through Tbilisi, was heading northwest along the Kura River.

Looking at this high-definition picture, Milov felt very annoying again.

My own country was flying by other people's planes and was photographed clearly.

Isn’t this a kind of tauren?

But……

He is stronger than others, and even if he has any ideas, he can only bow his head.

Putting down the hung-up call, he turned to look at Lerinov:

"Lerinov, what do you think we should do?"

Lerinov thought for a moment, turned around and walked towards the Georgia map hanging next to him, and his fingers followed Kura and stroked to the upper reaches of Kura River.

Finally, his fingers stopped in the mountains at the junction of Imereti and Shida Katli.

It landed on that E60.

With a light finger, he said his plan:

"Choose Article 1 and solve this matter in Georgia. At the same time, it is equivalent to giving Amelika a letter of controversy, telling Amelika that we Georgia, our Georgian soldiers have the ability to solve such problems and have sufficient ability Accept their support.”

“Based on their movements, they are likely to go to Port Potie.”

"Then we will break the highway first, let them take the ordinary road next to them, and then we will get rid of them in the mountains of Zadubani."

“The situation is getting more and more chaotic now, and this is a great opportunity.”

After these few sentences, Milov did not respond immediately, but lowered his head and thought about the opportunities in Lerinov's words.

He didn't think too long because time didn't allow it.

After only a few dozen seconds, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Lerinov:

"You go and arrange it!"

On the E60 Expressway by the Kula River, more than a dozen cars lined up in an orderly manner and walked on the road.

Argus sat in the front car, holding the map with both hands, turned his head from time to time to look outside the car window, and then marked their current location with the landmark outside the car window.

At this moment, he glanced at the person on the road ahead.

On the wide highway, several people stood by the roadside, holding bright yellow flags in their hands, constantly waving.

Behind these people, there is a neat row of construction railings.

"Be ready for battle!" As he spoke, the front car Argus was riding in had slowly stopped. One of the flag-waving people slowly walked over, stopped outside the passenger window, pointed at the distance with his fingers, and used his slightest use. Georgian says:

"The road ahead has problems and is under repair now."

"It will take about two or three days. If you are not in a hurry, you can go to the town below to wait for two days."

"If you are in a hurry, you can only follow that old path."

After the explanation was finished, the man continued to walk back and stopped other vehicles on the road.

It did not leave any more attention to the convoy where Argus was.

It was not until the other party left that Argus loosened his pistol, turned off his insurance, picked up the map and studied it for a long time, and looked up and pointed to a path on the map:

"He should be talking about this road."

"Please, we might have to waste a few more hours."

Rubbing his head irritably, he turned his head and pointed his head at the driver. The driver wanted to start the truck again, drove the car off the highway along the road separated by the construction fence, and drove it onto the old road.