Before he spoke, Semolov saw that the guy was in a bad mood at the moment and roughly judged the reason. This made Semolov feel a little funny because he felt that this guy really treated this as a helping him.

Semolov smiled and said, "I want you to gather the remaining infantry fighting vehicles together. I will organize a group of the most powerful people to rush to the south of Art, search for places where the other party might cross the river along the bank, and cooperate with our people to eliminate these American mercenaries after discovering it."

Gapush said expressionlessly when he heard Semolov's words: "I have lost a lot of people. But the other party did not suffer much, even insignificant losses. I think your previous plan was not effective. It should be said that it was completely useless. Can this work really work now? What should I do if the action starts tomorrow? My real task is to attack Georgia. I don't want to be busy cleaning up the bodies and the wounded when I start the operation."

Semolov nodded slightly and slowly approached Gapush, saying, "Col. Can you chat with you alone for a while? Just a moment. If you can't convince you at that time, I will have to rush out of the city to bring the help you can to continue my mission."

Gapush looked at Saimolov and said to the people beside him: "Stand farther."

Seeing his men standing ten meters away, Semolov approached Gapush again, took out a cigarette and lit it and said, "Col. Do you think the person we are trying to capture has nothing to do with you or your country, but is helping me?"

Gapush didn't speak, just waited for Semolov's following. Seeing that he didn't speak, Semolov continued, "Please understand the meaning of action here. That is, this group of people are engaged in intelligence activities in your country. Yes, their actions may one day endanger my motherland, but first of all, you must be you. Do you think there is nothing at all? You were not affected before?" Semolov sneered and said, "I can tell you that when you can feel everything is too late. What these people do is like cancer, and they are cancer cells. When you feel pain, it is no longer helpful. Please believe me, that's it. They will penetrate into all classes of your country and turn the original good

People become bad people, and they will incite people who are unaware of the true image to hate each other, and they will continue to send people in from overseas to make various preparations. What do you think the Iraq War is going on? Do you just have a group of Americans hitting the door and defeating all the Iraqis? Don't be stupid, that war has already begun. Those cancer cells have long disintegrated the Iraqis, and the final armed attack is just to push them to death." Semolov said, pointing to the direction of the gunfire and then said: "They are doing what they did in Iraq. Maybe one day, your country will be destroyed by these guys, losing control, civil strife and even civil war. You have to shoot at your compatriots and be hostile to each other. Do you still think you are helping me catch people or helping me do things?"

Gapush still didn't say anything. He couldn't believe that what the Russian said was true. He always felt that the person in front of him was scaring him to complete his task. But at this moment, Semolov spoke again: "Col. Do you think I'm scaring you?"

This sentence made Gapush look surprised and glanced at Semolov, and this glance immediately made Semolov know that he was thinking well. The idiot in front of him really thought he was making up big talk and scaring people. He threw down his cigarette butt and stomped on it and said, "Okay, Mr. Colonel. It would be fine if you really don't want to help because you are afraid of greater losses. But if the subsequent actions fail, you will bear these responsibilities."

"What?" Gapush looked at Saimolov angrily.

"Don't be angry. I will tell the truth. Your people are not fighting well, and after letting these Americans go, they refuse to remedy it. In the end, the arrest mission was not completed smoothly." Semolov said, suddenly lowered his voice and said, "There is another point I have never wanted to say, but now I think it is very necessary to tell you. That is a colonel, maybe a big man in your country. But for us..." Semolov shrugged and looked very regretful, saying, "Maybe a lieutenant is more suitable for you."

After Saimolov finished speaking, he took a step back and said loudly, "Then you are like this. I have to go out of the city. Enjoy the wonderful time as a colonel."

The threatening meaning in Semolov's last sentence is that he can tell a fool. What is a good time as a colonel? Isn't this saying that there will be no more in the future? In this regard, Gapush was not sure whether this guy had the ability to make him unlucky, but one thing is certain that this guy will definitely put the blame on himself. It will be really difficult to explain clearly at that time. Although he has lost a lot of people, he still cannot prove that he can do his best. Instead, he can prove the incompetence of himself and his men. These will undoubtedly cause trouble to him and may be big trouble. After all, Abkhazia will have to rely on the Russians now and in the future.

Thinking of this, Gapush immediately said to Semolov: "Wait, Mr. Semolov."

Hearing Gapush's shout, Semolov turned around casually and was not allowed to act like a good person, but said directly: "What? Have you figured it out?"

"What should I do?" Gapsh didn't want to talk too much. For the current battle, everything that happened before had made him feel no confidence to eliminate or capture the Americans. Now all he has to do is to satisfy the Russian in front of him... No, to be precise, it's not enough to be satisfied, as long as he can't find any excuse to shirke the blame to himself.

When Semolov heard him say this, he smiled with satisfaction, and then said, "That's right. This is not only for me or Russia, but also for yourself."

Gapush nodded helplessly and said, "Whatever you say is OK. What is the specific plan? I will act according to your plan immediately."

Just as the Abkhazis in the city reassembled and began to act according to the plan formulated by Semolov and Ashraf, Helmet's mercenaries had passed the road to this side near the woods.
Chapter completed!