The gunshots and miserable screams from the corridor on the first floor of the hotel were like hell on earth. Bullets were fired at close range, and the smell of burnt meat floated in the bloody smoke. It was nauseating.
For a moment, the Russian Signal Flag special forces thought that their intelligence officer had betrayed them. They only felt slightly at ease when the signal tracker appeared in the back garden again.
They all knew that the intelligence officer who infiltrated the target had been lurking for as long as six years. Six years was too long. Before the mission, the military officer told them vaguely that if they realized that the intelligence officer couldn't come back successfully, then… they should let him stay in Molaban.
This meant that if they discovered anything amiss with the intelligence officer, they would kill him.