"Target down."
A smile emerged on Jiang Chen’s face.
For some reason, Natasha felt unsettled by the Asian man’s smile.
At the same time, in an underground military facility a thousand meters away.
"Dagger 01 lost connection."
"Are they Russian snipers? Call Guard 01, initiate plan B."
"Guard 01 received. As you wish, commander."
…
The M-171 helicopter appeared in the air. The camouflage green had a frightening vibe to it.
"I remembered that you said in the news that Russian soldiers haven’t passed the border." Jiang Chen used a questioning tone.
"NATO said that too. Also, I never said I was Russian." Natasha shrugged. "Take a trip with me. Trust me, if you can prove that you are only a merchant, we’ll let you go."
"What makes you think I believe you?" Jiang Chen shrugged and looked into the sky. "Crossing the border just for me, you are not going to let me go easily."
"But you don’t have any other choice," Borris interrupted laughing.
[Don't I?]
