Chapter 1685 The Black Devil Is Reborn

It was almost time to get off work in the afternoon, and Baskov returned to his office.

Working in the Russian Federal Security Service is always very busy, and recently Russia has been facing too many problems, including internal and external troubles, which have made Baskov, an executive of the Federal Security Service, even more busy. land.

Having just finished a very important meeting, Baskov felt physically and mentally exhausted, but it was still early for him to rest, and he still had many things to deal with.

The assistant brought a cup of coffee and placed it on Baskov's table, and whispered: "Your coffee."

Baskov nodded and said solemnly: "Bring me today's report."

The assistant brought over a stack of documents, and then he placed a newspaper on the thick stack of documents. After doing all this, he quietly left the office of the Minister of Border Security.

When Baskov is very tired, he will drink a cup of coffee before starting to work, and while he drinks coffee, he usually reads the newspaper.

Although reading the newspaper was a morning thing, Baskov postponed the process until the afternoon after being called to an important meeting in the early hours of the morning.

Opening the newspaper, Baskov took a sip of coffee, and then began to browse the advertisements carefully. After reading for a while, just when he picked up a cup of coffee again, his eyes froze, and then the coffee cup fell from his It fell from his hand and spilled on his desk.

Ignoring the coffee that flowed all over the table, Baskov stood up with a look of horror on his face. After carefully reading the newspaper again, he lost his voice: "Oh no, this is impossible!"

The assistant heard the sound and ran in. Seeing the shocked and panic expression on Baskov's face, he did not dare to speak. But quickly walked to Baskov's side.

"go out!"

As if he was squeezing out a sentence through his teeth, after Baskov finished speaking, his assistant immediately left the office.

Ignoring the coffee and wet papers on the table. Baskov just looked at the ad.

Although considered a traitor to the Black Devils, he was one of the few who chose to continue serving Russia. But Baskov himself knows that he has never been a traitor. He just doesn't want to be like other teammates and choose to retire and live an ordinary life in his prime. That's all.

Baskov didn't feel like a traitor, but he knew what the ad meant.

When this ad appears,

It means that the black devil is going to be reborn.

That scary, intimidating one. The omnipotent black devil.

Most importantly, Baskov knew that when the Black Devils reunited, they were going to recreate the Soviet Union. When the Black Devils were forced to disband, this was their only goal in setting this assembly order.

Although he firmly believes that the Soviet Union has completely become a noun, Baskov knows how powerful his teammates and former teammates are. They cannot bring back the Soviet Union, but they can mess up Russia.

Baskov remained in the KGB and still holds a high position. He doesn't want to betray those former teammates, but he also doesn't want them to destroy Russia.

Baskov is really conflicted. Very contradictory.

"Something big is going to happen, something big is going to happen!"

Baskov was a little panicked. In the current predicament Russia was facing, he was worried that some people in the Black Devil would be bewitched by Russian hostile forces. Therefore, when the Black Devil was about to be reborn, his first reaction was Nip the reborn black devil in the bud.

Baskov put down the newspaper, picked up the telephone receiver on his desk with one hand, and put the other hand on the buttons. But when he was about to press his hand, he hesitated.

If the phone call is made. He has truly become a traitor to the Black Devil and will never stand up again. A true traitor.

Based on his position, Baskov absolutely cannot allow the Black Devil to be reborn.

But when thinking of the Black Devil, Baskov rarely hesitated. He just didn't want to be swept into the dust of history with the Black Devil, but he really didn't want to be a traitor.

Baskov looked at the newspaper again. He read the newspaper every day. That was because he had fantasies at the beginning, hoping to see the summons order for the rebirth of the Black Devil in the newspaper. But now, reading the newspaper has become a habit for him. , but he doesn’t want to join the Black Devil anymore, because time can change a person.

Baskov gritted his teeth and pressed a number, but he immediately hung up the phone with a heavy bang. Then he put his head in his hands and stared at the newspaper with a look of pain on his face.

After struggling for a long time, Baskov finally picked up the newspaper again. Then he took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed the number on the newspaper.

The call was quickly connected, and when a shout came from the other side, Baskov recognized it. It was the voice of Pavlovich, a teammate with whom he did not have a very good relationship.

Finally, Baskov spoke, and he whispered: "Are you Pavlovich? I am Baskov."

"Baskov? Are you still reading that newspaper? I thought you only had time to read the work report. Well, you discovered it. This is expected. Now I want to ask you, are you planning to Are we going to capture or kill them all, or do you want to join us? Let me guess, it won't be the latter, right? You are a big shot in a high position now."

Listening to the slightly hostile and sarcastic words, Baskov's mood didn't even fluctuate at all. He was used to being misunderstood by his former teammates. The most important thing is that he has always been rock-solid.

"What are you going to do?"

Baskov finally asked the question he was most concerned about. If Pavlovich said he wanted to subvert Russia, then he would take action without hesitation and use all the power at his disposal to take down all his former teammates.

Pavlovich sighed, and then whispered: "It's not the original goal. I issued the Black Devil's assembly order. I want to find some helpers to do a big thing. What I want to do is not Russia. The Soviet Union returns." I’m not coming, I know that very well, so you don’t need to worry too much.”

Baskov whispered: "How do you prove it?"

Pavlovich smiled and said: "I can't prove anything. I just want to seize the opportunity to do something big together before the old man can't move at all. Recreating the Soviet Union is not our goal. We just want to die on the battlefield. Also, I want to tell you that Jacobin is back, he called me, and he will continue to lead us."

Baskov stood up again and lost his voice: "The captain is back?"

Pavlovich said in a deep voice: "Yes, our captain is back. He is still on the way and has just set off, but he will come eventually!"

Baskov took a long breath, and then he whispered: "I will not join you, but I will not set up any obstacles, just let the Black Devil be reborn. In addition, tell the captain that I miss you very much. He, Pavlovich, no matter what you want to do, don't tarnish the name of the Black Devil. If anything happens, call me at this number. I will not join you, but I will always be a member of the Black Devil, Ulla! Black devil!”

Baskov hung up the phone and sat down again with tears streaming down his face.

Baskov has always known where Jacobin is, he has always known it, but he never thought of going to see Jacobin, the captain he respected.

Jacobin in the nursing home is just an old man, an ordinary old man. Baskov does not want to see an old man waiting to die in the nursing home, and then associate him with the omnipotent captain in his mind.

Besides, Baskov knew that the captain he always respected wouldn't want to see him either.

But it's different now. Jacobin, the captain of the Black Devil, the real Black Devil, came out of the nursing home.

The Jacobin who walks out of the nursing home is the real Jacobin, and the black devil who walks out of the nursing home is the real black devil.

After leaving the nursing home, Jacobin was the black devil captain who once made his colleagues around the world tremble, whether he was eighty-four or forty-eight.

Baskov always thought that the captain he admired most in his life was going to die in the nursing home. Now, knowing that his former captain walked out of the nursing home, Baskov suddenly wanted to laugh.

Although it was a pity that he could not join the Black Devil, Baskov was really happy to see the Black Devil reborn, especially the rebirth after the Black Devil's soul returned, so he suddenly shouted: "Give me a cigar! Come on! A glass of wine! No wine, give me vodka! Then wipe my table clean!" (To be continued.)

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