Baranikov, who knew the whereabouts of Chebyshev, soon discovered that the KGB was in a vacuum in the Colombian region.
He has now found himself in a situation where he is in a situation where he is in a position Chebyshev was Baranikov's most important informant, and all of his information was hidden in the KGB's most classified files, but this also caused some trouble, that is, the only people in Baranikov's department knew about it.
But when they knew that Chebyshev's target was the newly elected president of Colombia, Baranikov could not let Chebyshev fall into it anyway.
"Chebyshev, listen, this time you can't be involved in this assassination plan in any way, if you don't want to spend the rest of your life in prison for the rest of your life, it's best to leave this organization as soon as possible."
After much deliberation, Baranikov decided to let Chebyshev leave Nikolai's organization.
This Nikolai is simply crazy, the president of a country actually kills when he says kill.
It's as if he doesn't care about any government at all.
"But what about our mission," Chebyshev said without giving up.
"Don't think about the mission, listen, it's too big, I don't know how to report it to the National Security Council.
So you'd better run quickly, the farther away from Nikolai's people the better" Baranikov is now very anxious, he can't wait to fly to Colombia immediately to bring Chebyshev back, Baranikov is a man of conscience, if he lets his informant die, Baranikov will never forgive himself for the rest of his life.
"Okay, boss, I understand, but if I just give up, I'm absolutely unwilling, I want to give it a try, if I really go to assassinate the president of Colombia, then Nikolai will definitely believe me" Chebyshev finished and hung up.
Chebyshev took a deep breath, as if he had finally made up his mind, and he suddenly felt a lot lighter in his heart.
Although Chebyshev is not a direct descendant of the KGB, there will always be a sense of justice in people's hearts.
When Rubik massacred refugees in Somalia, Chebyshev never imagined that he would be one of the accomplices in the massacre.
Nikolai's organization dared to do anything unconscionable for money, Chebyshev was also a member of a charity organization in Somalia, at that time he felt that although he was doing things for the gang, but what he did was still a good thing, until after the Somali riots, which were blind to the members of international charities, which were just victims who just wanted to eat a bite of rice, all kinds of pictures completely aroused Chebyshev's inner sense of justice, Nikolai was the devil, Chebyshev felt that he had the obligation to send him back to hell.
When Chebyshev left the room of the hotel waitress, he adjusted his mind and returned to his room to entertain Rubik, but to his surprise, Rubik was actually wiping a brand new Dragonov in the room.
"When did they send the guns?"
Chebyshev asked in surprise.
"While you and the woman roll the sheets, hurry up and clean up, I'm going to find a place to try the gun" Rubik wiped every part of Dragonov's without hurry.
This gun is not what Rubik is used to, so Rubik must find a place to test his temper before making the move.
See what needs to be fine-tuned, and in addition to this, the Medellín group has brought new intelligence, and President Vargas will give a public speech at the National University of Colombia in two days' time.
This was a good opportunity to make a move, and Rubik had to ask Chebyshev to go there before he made the move, to take a look at the surrounding terrain and plan in detail.
So at the urging of Rubik, Chebyshev and Rubik left the hotel with guns, and got into two cars waiting outside.
After the two separated, Chebyshev went to the campus of the National University of Colombia, accompanied by members of the Medellín Group.
Cars slowly wander around the campus.
And Chebyshev is attentively observing the environment here.
The venue of the lecture has not yet been announced, but with Vargas's arrogant personality, it is likely that the event will be arranged outdoors, and the open lawn in front of the main teaching building of the National University of Columbia should be a good choice.
Chebyshev directed the driver to parade back and forth along the roads of the campus, and he wanted to see where they lead.
In the evening, when Chebyshev returned to the meal with a detailed topographical map, Rubik was still tinkering with his beloved Dragunov.
Seeing Chebyshev coming back, Rubik hurriedly asked: "How is it, have you written it down?"
"Yes, I remember it clearly, the campus of the National University of Columbia is open, and although there are a lot of security forces in it, because there are no walls, it is not difficult to get out of the way."
Chebyshev took out a map of the campus of Columbia National University, unfolded it on the table, and began to explain it to Rubik.
"You see, to the west is the law school building, because the lectures are scheduled in the afternoon, so this location on the west side will be facing away from the sun, so the view will not be disturbed by the sun, and behind this building is the main road outside the school, we can easily escape from there," Chebyshev explained to Rubik seriously.
After the two finished their discussion, Rubik said to Chebyshev: "Do you know why I brought you here?"
"I don't know," Chebyshev replied.
"Because I need someone to go up and refill my gun when I miss, so Chebyshev, when it's time to move, you'll have to blend into the crowd, and if we don't succeed in killing Vargas, you're going to have to go up and get your gun up while the crowd is messing around.
Only then will it be possible for us to take out Vargas under the noses of the American secret services.
Rubik said to Chebyshev with a calm face, as if he was arranging for Chebyshev to do a very easy thing, but Chebyshev knew very well that the person who went up to replenish the gun would not survive.
"Okay Mr.
Rubik, don't worry, I'll do a good job," Chebyshev was stunned for a moment, and then assured.
"Okay Chebyshev, you can go and relax tonight, you don't have to wait for me," Rubik said, dropping down two stacks of dollars and turning back to fiddling with his firearms.
Chebyshev looked at the money, and he knew that it was basically the silk money that Rubik had given him. t1706231537: