Chapter 2726 Sexy Scum

Author: Corgi

Chapter 2726 Sexy Scum

Just like the promised to the teacher.

Kovanov fully fulfilled his mission, carried out the order from Marashenko, and then returned to the frontier observation post that had almost had arguing with Jefferson, along with the bad news of his death and the last relics.

However, what Kovanov did not expect was.

Mr. Jefferson, who looked gentle, seemed to be only concerned about the thing he had just obtained, whether the bloody camera was intact, and how it was in good condition.

For the young man who went through fire and water for his "order" and eventually lost his life and did not forget to return the camera to him until his death, a soldier who had made contributions to his motherland due to his disability and retirement, he did not seem to have any guilt or sadness.

"Do you just don't care about him at all? David lost his life for the thing in your hand! He did not forget to execute the order from you until his death, asking me to return it to you, but you only care about a cold iron box without life?"

"."

Hearing Major Kovanov who had returned the relics in front of him, he spoke in such a mood. Jefferson, who temporarily stopped his movements, just turned his head slightly and said lightly without even shaking his eyelids.

"Based on the security contract we have signed with you, we will not pursue David's death for the time being, but reserve the right to investigate retrospectively afterwards. Please convey to General Marashenko on my behalf and express your gratitude for returning the relics. I sincerely hope that this will not affect our future cooperation."

".you!"

Subconsciously, I almost thought I had something wrong with my ears. After savoring the words that seemed incredible, the only remaining emotion on Kovanov's face was the anger that was about to burst into flames.

But things are still not over yet. The gentle Mr. Jefferson not only reminded Kovanov that "it's better not to meddle in other people's business" and told him, "You are not qualified to talk to me, only your top leader can do it." Finally, he emphasized that "it is good for everyone to finish with a good cooperative relationship" and concluded.

He even didn't forget to add a few more words when he was about to finish. When Kovanov was already choking and couldn't speak, he would take another "additional damage".

"Oh, by the way, David's body can be dealt with as soon as possible. Please arrange cremation as soon as possible. We will bring David's ashes back to our country, and then Mr. Major."

When you come, you are lighter than a feather, and when you die, you are not as heavy as Mount Tai.

A life that was originally a hero died in a foreign land in an unknown way, becoming a tool for others to achieve their goals, and was killed so much that it was not much better than trampling an ant under the soles of his feet, at least for those who truly have the right to define David's death.

Mr. Jefferson, who had no intention of continuing to "entangle" with Kovanov, turned around and left. It seemed that the "huge gain" that he had obtained today had dispelled any idea of ​​going forward for an interview. Kovanov, who was "off" at this time, thought about how to "not waste time" in the rest of the time today.

For most of the time that followed, Kovanov spent his thoughts and insights on what happened all day today, and those words that never forgot from the mouths of the teacher and the comrades also echoed in his ears.

"I'm still thinking about the daytime? It's all night. Are you tired? Let your brain rest for a while, okay? My top student."

The security mission has not been completed yet and will still follow the team to go out tomorrow. Sulovchenko, who is temporarily unable to lead the team back, quietly came to Kovanov's room.

After seeing that the door was not closed and just hiding it, I suddenly guessed that the old classmate who paid attention to the details on weekdays must be absent-minded now.

As for why, it can only be said that it is so simple that it doesn't even need to guess. SuloVicchenko, who couldn't convince himself to feel at ease, chose to push the door gently and enter.

"The person has burned it, and the ashes are in this box. What's the use of these now?"

"One is not your problem, two is an American. How does the American guy say that he has nothing to do with us? That kind of corrupt and stinky place must be serious and good things, that's strange. Wake up, good brother, don't expect a bunch of bad people to tell you about justice and morality. You are looking for gold in shit, and there is no chance."

Kovanov, who was sitting quietly beside the bed thinking, raised his head quietly after hearing this. He seemed to have some insights in his deep eyes, but it was not because of the words of his good brother who cared about him.

"I'll send it there. There is no reason to escape from such a scumbag. He is the one who should be ashamed of his conscience the most."

"Ha, that's right!"

No matter if my words are not useful, SuloVicchenko, who is good at seeing his good brother react like this, is just a happy thing now.

"It is the attitude you should have when facing those bad people and disgusting things. If you grasp yourself, you will win. But I guess that scumbag can't have a conscience at all. Maybe you are secretly happy with the camera of the dead guy."

"Oh, by the way, there's something else."

While praising his good brothers for facing the problem and cheering up again, Sulovchenko suddenly remembered something, then took out a small object from his pocket and handed it to Kovanov.

"When I went to get the ashes, the dean gave them to me. He said that this thing was a must-have item for American soldiers, and it seemed to be an ID card. What is it called a military card?"

"Anyway, it's just such a piece of iron. Comrade Dean said that this thing is worth handing over to David's family and has special meanings for soldiers. I think since they are all Americans, it should be right. At least they know much more than us."

"."

The metal card with the chain in his hand was not a similar item that the Soviet soldiers had. Kovanov, who also saw this thing for the first time, just took a simple look, then held it in his palm and put it in his pocket.

Then he stood up from the bed and lifted the small box that was a living person a few hours ago.

"Don't blame me for being too talkative, but don't get angry with that kind of person. If you have something to do, come back and tell me, is that okay?"

Kovanov, carrying the urn, had already reached the door. Sulovchenko, who did not intend to follow him, did not forget to make a statement. All he got was Kovanov's affirmative gesture and his departure back without looking back.

It was not until Kovanov left and went upstairs that he was getting farther away and stayed in Kovanov's room waiting for his good brother to come back that Sulovicchenko couldn't help but shake his head and sigh while taking out the cigarette box.

"It's really fucking eye-opening. This bitch raises a gentle scum, haha."

(End of this chapter)
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