USSR 1991

Chapter 829 The Monsters That Haunt the Baltic Sea

The collusion between Victor and the German Democratic Baath Party has become more and more frequent, and even touched certain businesses that can only be won by the formal Soviet arms export department, such as the sale of MiG fighter jets worth hundreds of millions of dollars. Small-time Kalashnikov and RPG bazooka.

Ships sailing on the Baltic Sea began to become denser.

Victor, who has multiple provinces, can always get rid of nasty guys on the high seas. Interpol's actions are more diligent than flies. They can always smell the blood of dead merchants in some places, and then come looking for them.It's just that under Victor's careful layout, they missed again and again.

He likes the smell of sea water, which smells better than a corpse soaked in formalin for a long time. For a person who has witnessed too many political secrets, it is a happy thing to be alive to see the sun rise tomorrow.

Comrade Viktor is clearly a dark shadow that the top Kremlin loves to hate.

He stood on the bow, lit a cigarette, and took a deep breath.

The contents of the container on this freighter spread out, let alone Europe's covetousness, I am afraid that Langley, who is far away on the other side of the Atlantic, will also be shocked.The CIA of the German Democratic Baath Party has also made an idea, but the regime on the arms embargo list, even Tenet, dare not violate President Mario's political stance at will.

But Victor can, he is a free arms dealer, a pure businessman, even if someone calls him the scum of scum, his eyes are decorated with copper shells of bullets, and his mouth will always smell of unclean gunpowder. And in the depths of his soul, it is dirtier than the portrait engraved on the Federal Reserve's money printing machine.

Fuck your morality, shame, sympathy, and sense of justice, as long as you can exchange for dollars, he can sell them by the pound like second-hand guns.

"There is always no shortage of places to hide filth and evil in this world, and there are countless human scum parasitic in this gray-black world. The reason why I can stand on the international waters of the Baltic Sea is not my cleverness, but Huge monster behind me." He glanced at a series of manifests, the name alone was enough to make the legs of a small arms dealer with shoulder-fired anti-aircraft missiles and anti-tank mines tremble with excitement.

29 MiG 2M3 fighters, equipped with modern upgrade kits.

24 Su-2 bombers.

17 Su-3 bombers.

28 Mi-4 helicopters.

52 Ka 4 helicopters.

Hail self-propelled artillery...

Behind a manifest is a dirty political transaction, and the Soviet giant doesn't care how much difference it can make from it, because political interests cannot be described with a piece of green paper.

Only a greedy merchant would dare to quietly grab a handful of leftover crumbs.

The more he read, the more Victor's hands trembled with excitement, and even the cigarette held between his hands was precarious.Although the arms embargo has caused a lot of trouble, if such people do not make mistakes, the arms embargo cannot be enforced at all.Huge arms deals are masked in deals in food, medicine, and even steel pipes.

In the arms trade between countries, even if Victor takes a [-]% commission, it is enough for one person to squander the rest of his life.

Of course, Yanayev cannot expect arms dealers to think like politicians, so they will never know what they are missing out on for the dollar...

The mobile phone rang, and Victor subconsciously said hello.

Soon his face changed.

"I'm Victor, um... yes, Mr. Smirev, what? The German warship is approaching? They know where we are? Is it a joke to intercept this ship? No, oh, then I How much time do you have?"

A wind rose from the calm Baltic Sea.

Victor said goodbye to the big man on the other end of the phone very calmly.

The originally peaceful journey was disrupted by a phone call.Victor didn't seem to care much about the sudden accident. Interpol didn't dare to intercept the cargo on the ship with three guts. Victor himself was inextricably linked with the Soviet military. It can even be said to be the middleman of the Soviet Union's arms sales in the underground black market-but a fool named Interpol who claims to be righteous, but is weak. He can only catch some harmless little pests in the hands of the world's rulers, or watch Watch Victor's cruise ship sail between East Germany and the Baltic.

It is not difficult to hide the truth, but today, the superior leaders of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union rescued him with quick relief. Even if he can stand firm legally and morally, Victor can't do anything about it.

If there is no accident in the future, Victor will arrive at the port of East Germany very smoothly, where the Democratic Republic Army in charge of the German port will unload these new weapons that have just been put on the market, and quickly form a new weapon for the Democratic Republic Army. Strong and powerful fighting power.Make sure that East Germany does not face being hanged after the collapse of the election.

Dirty spots appeared in the blue world, and the calm sea was interrupted by speedboats. Victor had said before that these flies would always come after him, smelling the blood on his hands. Obviously, the information these idiots had received was not enough. Accurate - if it is accurate, when he sees the name of the ship, he should stay as far away as possible, instead of approaching without fear of death.

The righteous people on the speedboat began to board the ship for inspection, and Victor, with his hands behind his back, stood among the containers in the center of the ship, welcoming enthusiastic people to the market.

But what he was waiting for was an angry face. The flash cap of the MP5 submachine gun had already touched his chin. As long as he used more force, even without firing bullets, Victor's chin would be poked out a bloody hole.

"Come on, let me see, how much credit has Dear Mr. Victor brought to our Interpol this time?"

He grabbed Victor's collar, pointed to the container and said, "I want to know what's inside? The list is for the export of civil machinery and equipment? Do you really think we are stupid?"

Victor shook his head and argued, "I'm not laughing at you. The new policemen always have a rush of blood. I understand very well."

A cigarette was handed to the Interpol officers, Victor shook his hand and asked, "Either? Pure Cuban cigars?"

Krenz didn't get a reward for his good test, but he directly pressed his neck on the container.

"You have been tricked, the secrets here are not something people of your level can understand. Maybe the agent who provided you with information wanted to see you die early, so he could climb up. Go back, just treat it as Nothing happened, allowing the ship to reach the German port safely."

The policeman put his hands on the door of the container, and what Victor said aroused his curiosity.

At this moment, the urgent voice of the superior leader sounded on his walkie-talkie.

"Who put you on that ship?"

"Do you know who he is?"

"Don't be in a daze on that ship, come back to me quickly!"

The police officer looked at Victor with an unnatural expression.

The other party just smiled and didn't care.

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"I don't mean to hit you, but the series of characters involved in this matter are beyond your superiors' capabilities, even including your superiors' superiors. I have seen many ambitious people like you To get rid of all the scum like me in this world, it is a pity that the vast majority of people leave in despair in the end, and a small part of them degenerate into the same scum. In your eyes, I am a heinous villain, and the vast majority of people in the world Countries, especially politicians in big countries, are worse than you think."

The arms trade between the five hooligans is beyond personal control. Victor was lucky enough to climb onto Yanayev, the giant arms ship, through the relationship of Uncle Dimic.

For the first time, the Interpol standing next to him experienced the frustration of being cornered.

The Germans' private methods cannot be fooled by Comrade Victor, who has a keen sense of smell, and the cunning honed by his narrow escapes over the past few years.It also made him realize that it was not as simple as he imagined. There were countless freighters coming and going. Interpol happened to appear in the waters close to East Germany. Either they were lucky enough to buy a lottery ticket, or someone tipped them off behind their backs!

"Old and cunning fox, I didn't expect to do this to me."

Victor didn't care about maintaining a polite posture, he picked up the young detective's neck, gnashed his teeth and wanted to eat him.

"Tell me, who told you the exact location of this boat, if you don't tell me everything you know, all the people on the boat will be thrown to feed the sharks!"

Now Victor is not a businessman who is calm and wants to make money. The butcher with fierce eyes is ready to wipe out the helpless criminal police standing on the boat. Anyway, behind him is the Soviet Ministry of Defense, the arms export department, full of confidence, and the incompetent bureaucrats of the United Nations are not satisfied. Go to the Soviet Ministry of Foreign Affairs to make a fuss.

"Why am I so stupid, I never thought of this matter. The Federal Republic of Germany is inconvenient to take action because of the turbulent assassination incident recently, so even after knowing accurate information, I did not rush to attack because I was afraid that the matter would be exposed. Borrowing international The Interpol intercepted a large number of arms and perfectly borrowed a knife to kill people. The rigor of the Federal Republic of Germany was not reflected in the acceptance of the Virgin Mary, but it was fully demonstrated in the political struggle, which is really scary..."

Talking to himself, he left Victor and the other party, and walked towards the rusty side of the ship with the satellite phone.He now needs Soviet aid.

"Hi, is that Captain Joniayev? Yes, we need assistance, urgent assistance. Now, immediately."

But the gang of damn polar bears gave him ambiguous answers.

"What? I have entered German waters and I need to ask my superiors for instructions?"