"I will ask John to think of a solution. We have lost a lot of people, and I think there will be arrangements for these. Exchange of the bodies of the dead on both sides is not a big deal. And the war here is just a small-scale conflict for the Russians, and they should not refuse as soon as they are about to become winners." Donovan said.

Pete did not speak anymore, but nodded and returned to the tent. Just as Pete was thinking about finding Jeff's body, Jeff's body was taken away by Ashraf as Donovan thought, and the Ossetites who came later. The bodies of all the mercenaries who were beaten to death were taken away. Of course, this was not due to humanitarianism, but simply because Ashraf failed to grasp the most valuable goal, and he had to take responsibility for the result of this operation, regardless of whether the people above were willing to listen to him or not, he had to do something.

The collected corpses were quickly transported to a place called Kazbegi, bordering Russia to the north. Here, the bodies of all the mercenaries were neatly arranged and photographed.

Ashraf probably counted these corpses, and there must be some twenty items. This does not include being blown into pieces during the air strike or not found for other reasons. Looking at these corpses, Ashraf shook his head slightly. The mission finally turned out to be like this, which was beyond his expectations. Although he had thought about many situations before the mission began, and did not underestimate the enemy during the process. However, when he looked at these corpses, thinking about the scene when fighting with them before made Ashraf feel scared. This is not only because he lost too many people this time, but also because he changed and reviewed the roles of the other party in his mind. In his opinion, it would be difficult for him to be as good as the other party under such circumstances. At least he could not persist until he could quickly organize the still alive people after the air strike for the final struggle.

This is my real opponent. Those Georgians are not worth mentioning at all. No! It should be said that the fight between the Americans has just begun, and in the days to come, they will definitely meet them. It may be even more intense at that time, I hope I will be the one who leaves alive.

"Captain!" Just as Ashraf was tranced at the corpses, a voice called him back.

Ashraf turned to look at the man, and saw the man raise the digital camera in his hand and said, "The photos are taken."

"Then send it out." Ashraf said and pointed to the corpses on the ground, "Put them all. Don't damage them. Then transport them away with the prisoners we have caught."

About half an hour later, the images just shot appeared on the desk in Yunis, Moscow. However, the old guy seemed to have no interest in these things. He just looked at a few pictures and threw them over. He looked up at Ivan, who was sitting on the other side of the desk and said, "What does the bodies of these mercenaries mean? I want to explain how difficult it is to explain that the child named Ashraf is? Is it still not possible to wipe them out all of them in the air raid? In addition to being caught by them, the man named Steve is of some value."

Yunis' reaction was as if Ivan had expected it. He smiled bitterly helplessly. Yunis saw Ivan's expression and said in confusion: "What? Is I wrong?"

"No." Ivan immediately shook his head and said, "I think Ashraf has such a mind to do this. But I think this is normal. If I had done this, I would feel wronged. I have paid a lot. When I met a worthless but extremely tough opponent, it would be appropriate to describe it as smelly and hard. Before I got the final judgment, I must make some excuses for myself." After seeing Yunis nodding slightly to express his approval, Ivan continued, "But what I am talking about is not what I want to express most is that Semolov's actions may face great obstacles at this moment."

Ivan's words finally aroused Yunis' interest. He picked up the photos again and looked at them, "You mean, Semolov will become like this?" He said, shaking the photos in his hand.

"At first, there weren't so many Americans in Ashraf and his team," Ivan said, looking at the photos, "These were all those who came to support later. This was mentioned in previous reports. However, there was no such problem in Semolof's place. It was just that after catching some people, the other part fled. But there was no report that the other party had a large number of mercenaries appear or support."

Yunis frowned and thought for a while, put down the photo and said, "That is Semolov who may face a large number of mercenaries who suddenly appear at any time?"

"A lot of it? It's hard to say." Ivan shook his head slightly. "According to information, the maximum number of people they entered Georgia this time was 1230, and a considerable number of them were still performing other security tasks. Therefore, there should not be too many people who could be drawn and used casually. This shows from Ashraf's report that the number of people they can use, and after losing so many people, it should be said that they can use only fewer people."

Yunis nodded and said, "They can temporarily draw from other places, if it is really necessary. This is not difficult. Georgia is a small place, and it doesn't take too much time to draw personnel." Yunis looked at Yiwan and said, "Are you worried that Semolov will be careless? Because the other party did not cause him big trouble before, right?" After saying that, he seemed to suddenly remember something and said, "When will the army control the border of Abkhazia and repel the Georgians there?"

"Tomorrow." Ivan immediately said, "That's what I want to say. I don't think the Americans will not know at all. Then they will definitely not wait until the attack begins and only think about supporting the border when the border is completely falling. So I think today, they are already on the way to support, and even have arrived."

Without Ivanming's words, Yunis also realized what Ivan wanted to express. He said with some concern: "Have Semolov found the traces of those people now?"

Ivan shook his head slightly and said, "There is no exact location yet. I only roughly drew the area. It should be a place called Arte on the border."

"Arte?" Yunis obviously had no impression of the place.
Chapter completed!