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In the local "Butyrka" my partner waited for me and told me that the attack would be carried out tomorrow. The exact time is not known. But this should happen, since a couple of dangerous prisoners will be transported here, and besides, tomorrow there will be an import of bed linen, food and a bunch of other things. It's on schedule. And these guys cannot miss such a chance.
Even my chuyka, whether it was not okay for her, confirmed Renee's fears, although these fears were built on additional information that she and her sources could get.
Therefore, we will participate in the capture of these "Gavrikov" tomorrow. The special forces had already arrived at the scene. And when I saw their characteristics by the "Player's Gaze", I realized that this was not an ordinary police special forces, but a special group of "Argus". And apparently one of my theories came true. And this group of "bandits" annoyed even the pro-government forces. In general, it will be hot.
Therefore, we were given almost full ammunition protection and additional weapons. And if Rene refused the M-16, then I did not mind. I love this girl ... I mean M-16, but Rene is nothing like that. But the M-16 is better and more reliable, as they say, it is reliable, only a Kalash can be reliable, but it is not here and I will use it.
We stayed to spend the night in the same room allocated to us. We weren't complaining, we were a little worried. Rather, Montoya was worried, and I ... but what if I met Sama just a few hours ago! Therefore, my sleep was much better than that of my colleague.
Why she looked at me strangely in the morning. Well, at least the benefit of the relationship with her because of this did not fly down.
According to the plan, I became on the second level of defense (this is the second floor) together with ten Argus fighters. Rene was in the left wing. We were divided and in principle we did not mind. The operation was carried out, as it turned out, by one of our mutual acquaintances, an old colonel, under whose leadership I served for some time until that moron Flag came. And the same colonel is now serving in "Argus". Although officially he went to the police special forces. But these are all formalities. According to the documents, they can pass as an anonymous pony lovers club. This does not change the essence. In terms of information, the System has never let me down.
I really don't know how Montoya knows him. Well, okay, we'll survive, but we'll survive, I'll figure it out!
Towards five in the evening, after many hours of waiting, the "command" began to think that the reconnaissance was mistaken and they were going to turn off the "ambush". And Rene and I didn't listen to our objections. But my sensation and "search for problems" clearly hinted that they were doing it in vain.
And I don't know whether we were lucky or not. But as soon as half of the Colonel's men left their positions, an explosion immediately rang out in several directions from us. From my perception, there were eight attackers. I can't say more.
Then there were only four specialists with me. But they quickly prepared for battle. I nourished my body with chakra, especially my brain and eyes. After all, judging by the stories, these bastards are very nimble and fast. Therefore, I need body speed and perception of the situation.
It took only ten seconds on the strength, three opponents were walking towards us. And I didn't feel any trace of life on the first floor except for faint lights. They very quickly dealt with the defenders.
Too fast!
Thanks to the sensing system, albeit relatively weak, I knew where they were coming from and where. Therefore, I told the guys from the special forces about it. Fortunately, they did not ask how I knew this.
We prepared for battle, they had already climbed the stairs from the first floor and stood on the western side. And then an "arrow" flew through the wall and hit a little higher than one of the specialists. A couple of nasty screeches from her and she exploded.
The shockwave threw me over the railing to the first floor. Took off a quarter of my life. After a few more seconds, I stopped feeling the "lights" of those four specialists. These bastards work too quickly and efficiently. Not really, though. I don't feel one of the opponents. Apparently Argus, after all, does not just get his bread and one of my fallen comrades managed to finish off one of them.
They went on. And I followed them up the wall and sat on their tail.
To my happiness, they didn't spot me, I could see "Stealth" helped. I saturated the bullets as much as possible with chakra and made a line, thus sending both of them to my recent friend.
Luck?
Maybe.
But I had no time to rejoice. Where Rene was, I sensed the "lights" of two unknown people. At the same time, I no longer felt half of the defenders among the living. So I had to rush to help them. At the same time, taking into your inventory all the weapons of the attackers and even equipment. Leaving the corpses of the attackers without armor and weapons. So let them figure out themselves who "robbed" these corpses, because there are no cameras here. And even if they interrogate and search me, they will not understand and find nothing, he-he-he.
On the way to the wing where my partner was, we already met the bodies of the police.
Near the door, which was closed, there was one of the figures unfamiliar to me. Therefore, taking out one of the grenades that I grabbed, threw it to the door and it jerked off, cutting off the life of this freak. At the same time, a picture appeared right before my eyes, which frightened me a little. The one who stayed was holding Rene, who was hardly moving, by the neck and pointed a pistol at her chest, although at the same time he turned his head towards me.