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Chapter 1827 Maroon Beret

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    Remember for a second, to provide you with high speed.  Yang Luo looked at a white lieutenant colonel standing in front of him, wearing a maroon beret and camouflage, tall and muscular, with a long scar on his neck.  .  For more latest chapters visit: .  Then he glanced at the lieutenant colonel, looking at the team of soldiers behind him, all wearing maroon berets.

    When it comes to Russia's strongest special forces, it is not the well-known Alpha, nor the thunderous signal flag, nor the infamous GRU, but the little-known maroon beret.

    Compared with the strong Soviet Union, the Russian special forces have obviously declined, but the maroon berets are an exception. They still have extremely strong combat effectiveness, even better than the Soviet Union in the strong period.  Compared with Western countries, the training of maroon berets is not only harsh, but even cruel and bloody.

    In the armed sequence of the Russian army, the maroon beret is the symbol of the highest honor for soldiers. Only those special forces with the most outstanding professional level, the strongest physique and the best mental state can be selected to enter.

    It can be said that Russia's maroon beret is equivalent to China's blue sword. It is unknown to outsiders. Every soldier is the king of the army and the special soldier of the special forces.

    Yang Luo couldn't help but gritted his teeth. He didn't expect that the president who was born as an intelligence officer would be ruthless this time. The dispatch was not signal flags and GRU, but Russia's most elite, even in the world.  The maroon berets that rank among the top three.  It seems that he really attaches great importance to the Amber Room, and invested such a large amount of capital.

    While Yang Luo was looking at them, the lieutenant colonel was also looking at Yang Luo and Li Tao who were standing behind Yang Luo.

    Facing Yang Luo, who was a head short and not physically strong, the lieutenant colonel did not despise him in any way, but instead looked very dignified.  Because he could clearly feel the powerful pressure on Yang Luo and Li Tao that only real soldiers can have.

    After a while, the lieutenant colonel raised his hand to salute, then stretched out his hand and said in English; "Hello, my name is Tok Takhonov, and I am an instructor of the Russian maroon beret."

    Yang Luo raised his eyebrows. The name Tok Takhonov was well-known to him. He was the former commander of the Warrior Special Forces. He received the least and the highest honor of military medals issued by Russia.  He is a legendary figure in Russia and even in international military history.

    Yang Luo returned the salute, and then tightly shook hands with Tok Takhonov.  There is no expression on the faces of the two people, but the strength in their hands is getting stronger and stronger, and their eyes are slightly narrowed. This is the collision of two countries, two professional soldiers, and two strongest men.

    Time seemed to stop at this moment, and the temperature seemed to have dropped to freezing point. After an unknown amount of time, the two let go of their hands at the same time, and put their hands behind their backs.  Tok Takhonov's five fingers trembled slightly, and he had lost consciousness, while Yang Luo kept clenching his fists and letting them go.  In this silent contest, it was obvious that Tok Tahonov had suffered a little, and Yang Luo didn't seem to be so relaxed.

    "Ha ha¡­¡­"

    Suddenly the two laughed nervously, and Yang Luo said, "Hello, Instructor Tok Tahonov, my name is Yang Luo, and I am very glad to meet you here."

    Tok Takhonov said jokingly; "Am I calling you James Bond, or are you Yang?"

    Yang Luo laughed again: "Call it whatever you want!"

    Tok Takhonov said; "I'll call you Yang." Then he 'touched' the shocking scar on his neck, "I hate the British, and I hate the name James Bond."

    Yang Luo shrugged his shoulders: "As long as you are happy, whatever you want." He also saw that the scar on the Russian bear's neck was probably a souvenir left by the British, "Let's go, the place has been arranged for you  gone."

    Then more than a dozen military trucks drove over. Tok Tahonov nodded and said to a major beside him: "Jevich, order to get down and get in the car!"

    Clark International Airport is a major aviation center in the Clark Freeport Zone of the Philippines, located about 80 kilometers northwest of Manila.  It is currently the hub of Philippine AirAsia, Pacific Cebu Air and Southeast Asian Airlines.  The airport primarily serves low-cost airlines.  Once the largest overseas base of the U.S. Air Force, it was "handed over" to the Philippine government after it was closed in 1991.  Some facilities in the south of the airport are still used by the Air Force at Clark Air Force Base in the Philippines.  The Philippine Air Force Command is located here. At this time, in the six-story building of the command headquarters at the southern end of the air force base, the commander-in-chief of the Philippine Air Force, two-star general Romulo, stood in front of the window with a gloomy face, hands  Clenching his fists tightly, he growled angrily.

    "Damn Russian bears, you?There are also two tanks, and there are four heavy fire positions in the southeast, north, and west. It can be said that they are heavily guarded, and even flies cannot fly in.

    Seeing the ghost fox, a captain in charge of guarding the villa hurried over to salute, then turned around and waved.  The soldiers guarding the gate of the villa dodged to the two sides, letting Guihu and Yang Luo pass by.

    Yang Luo pushed open the gate of the villa, and saw that the hall of seven to eight hundred square meters was filled with wooden boxes, piled up like a hill.

    "Tok Takhonov, the Amber Room is there, go and see for yourself."

    Tok Takhonov walked over excitedly, opened wooden boxes one by one, looked at the exquisite amber artwork inside, slowly squatted down, and stroked with trembling hands.

    "The Russian people and the government have been looking for it for more than half a century, and now they have finally found it."

    Yang Luo took out a cigarette in his pocket and lit one, but did not bother Tok Tahonov.  The significance of the Amber Room to the Russians is not only a national treasure, but also a heritage of Russian culture.

    After a while, Tok Takhonov stood up, raised his hand respectfully, and gave Yang Luo a military salute.

    "Yang, I thank you on behalf of the Russian people."

    Yang Luo chuckled, waved his hands and said, "Thank you so much, I will borrow your transport plane tomorrow to transport these gold, jewelry, and cultural relics to Russia, and then send them back to China by rail."

    Tok Takhonov said: "No problem, anyway, we have to transport the Amber Room back."

    Yang Luo shook his finger: "No, the Amber Room will stay here."

    Tok Tahonov was taken aback for a moment, and asked eagerly, "Why?"

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