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

Working in the Russian Federation Security Agency, affairs are always very busy, and Russia has faced too many problems in recent times, with internal and external difficulties, which has made Baskov, an executive of the Federal Security Agency, even more busy.

After just ending a very important meeting, Baskov felt exhausted both physically and mentally, but he was still early to rest and he still had a lot to deal with.

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

Baskov nodded and said in a deep voice: "Take today's report."

The assistant brought a stack of documents, then he put a newspaper on the thick stack of documents. After doing all this, he quietly left the office of the Minister of the National Security Guardian Department.

When Baskov was very tired, he would drink a cup of coffee before starting work. When he was drinking coffee, he would read the newspaper as usual.

Although reading newspapers was in the morning, Baskov postponed the process until the afternoon after being called to an important meeting in the early morning.

After opening the newspaper, Baskov picked up the coffee and took a sip, then began to browse the advertisement carefully. After a while, just as he picked up another cup of coffee, his eyes solidified, and the coffee cup fell from his hand and spilled on his desk.

Without paying attention to the coffee that had flowed a table, Baskov stood up, he looked frightened, and after carefully reading the newspaper again, he said in a lost voice: "Oh no, this is impossible!"

The assistant ran in when he heard the sound. Looking at Baskov's shocked and panicked expression, he didn't dare to speak. But he quickly walked to Baskov's side.

"go out!"

As if a sentence squeezed out from the teeth, Baskov finished speaking, his assistant immediately left the office.

Ignore the coffee on the table and the wet documents. Baskov just looked at that ad.

Although he is considered a traitor to the Black Devil and is one of the few people among the Black Devils who choose to continue to serve Russia, Baskov himself knew that he was never a traitor. He just didn't want to choose to retire and live an ordinary life like other teammates at the age of his prime, and that's all.

Baskov didn't think he was a traitor, but he knew what that ad meant.

When this advertisement appears, it means that the black devil is about to be reborn.

That terrifying, intimidating, omnipotent black devil.

Most importantly, Baskov knew that when the people of the Black Devil gathered together again, they wanted to reappear the Soviet Union, and when the Black Devil was forced to disband, this was their only goal.

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

Baskov stayed in the KGB and is still in a high position. He doesn't want to betray those former teammates, but he doesn't want these former teammates to destroy Russia.

Baskov is really contradictory. Very contradictory.

"What a big thing is going to happen, something big is going to happen!"

Baskov was a little panicked. When Russia was currently facing difficulties, he was worried that some of the Black Devil would be bewitched by some Russian hostile forces. Therefore, when the Black Devil was about to be reborn, his first reaction was to strangle the reborn Black Devil to death in the bud.

Baskov put down the newspaper, picked up the phone and microphone on the desk with one hand, and placed the other on the button. But when he was about to press his hand, he hesitated a little.

If he calls out, he will become a traitor to the Black Devil and will never turn over. A real traitor.

In terms of the position he held, Baskov could never allow the black devil to be reborn.

But when he thought of the black devil, Baskov hesitated rarely. 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 because he had fantasies at the beginning, hoping to see the call for the rebirth of the black devil in the newspaper. But now, reading the newspaper has become a habit, but he does not want to join the black devil anymore, because time can change a person.

Baskov gritted his teeth and pressed a number, but then he immediately hung up the microphone heavily. Then he held his head in his hands and stared at the newspaper with pain.

After a long struggle, Baskov finally picked up the newspaper again, and then he took out his cell phone from his pocket and dialed it out according to the phone number in the newspaper.

The phone was quickly connected. After the sound of feeding came from the opposite side, Baskov heard it. It was Pavlovich's voice, a teammate who was not very close to him.

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

"Baskov? Are you still reading that newspaper? I thought you only have time to read the work report. Well, you discovered it. This is expected. Now I want to ask you, are you planning to arrest or kill us all, or join us, let me guess, it won't be the latter? You are a big man in a high position now."

Listening to the slightly hostile and sarcastic words, Baskov's emotions did not even have a slight fluctuation. He was used to being misunderstood by his former teammates. The most important thing is that he has always been as heart-warming as a rock.

"What are you going to do?"

Baskov finally asked his most concerned question. If Pavlovic said he wanted to subvert Russia, he would take action without hesitation and use all the power he had to control to defeat all his former teammates.

Pavlovich sighed and whispered: "It's not the original goal. I sent 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 cannot come back. I know this 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 can't move. Reappearing the Soviet Union is not our goal. We just want to die on the battlefield. In addition, I want to tell you that Jacobin is back and he called me and he will continue to lead us."

Baskov stood up again and said in disbelief: "Captain is back?"

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

Baskov let out a long sigh, and then he whispered: "I will not join you, but I will not set any obstacles, so let the Black Devil be reborn. In addition, please tell me the captain, I miss him very much, Pavlovich, no matter what you are going to do, don't defile the name Black Devil. If anything, call this number for me, I will not join you, but I am always a member of the Black Devil, Ula! Black Devil!"

After hanging up the phone, Baskov sat down again and burst into tears.

Baskov always knew where Jacobin was, he always knew, 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 doesn't want to see an old man waiting to die in the nursing home, and then connect him with the omnipotent captain in his mind.

What's more, Baskov knew that the captain he had always respected would not want to see him.

But now it's different, Jacobin, the captain of the black devil, came out of the nursing home.

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

After leaving the nursing home, Jacobin was the captain of the Black Devil who had made his fellow travelers all over the world tremble, whether he was eighty-four or forty-eight.

Baskov always thought that the captain he admired most in his life was about to die in the nursing home. Now, knowing that his former captain had left the nursing home, Baskov suddenly wanted to laugh.

Although it was a pity that I could not join the Black Devil, Baskov was really happy to see the Black Devil's rebirth, especially the rebirth after the return of the Black Devil's soul, so he suddenly shouted: "Give me a cigar! Have a glass of wine! Don't have wine, give me vodka! Then wipe my table clean!" (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!