It's just that this time Shuvanov really thought too much. How could Alexei agree? So as soon as he finished speaking, Alexei flatly refused:
"Such a major decision should be based on the collective wisdom of everyone. I am very inexperienced in this kind of work. If I make a hasty decision, I'm afraid there will be mistakes. It's better to discuss it!"
Shuvanov was reluctant to say "Uh" directly. He looked at Alexei in surprise, wondering what was causing this noble count to go crazy.
"Count, I'm afraid this is inappropriate. You are the person in charge of our operations in Wallachia, and it should be you who makes the decision..."
Alexey repeatedly refused: "Although I am the person in charge, I am not expert in assassination operations. Colonel, you are the expert. Otherwise, it is up to you to coordinate the planning, and I will wait for the results!"
The ball was immediately kicked back to Shuvanov's feet, but he really didn't want to catch it. According to Alexei's wishes, he was completely responsible for the assassination. He could give orders to Petukhov, but the problem is
The blame for the failure of the operation is definitely his.
Finally, when Duke Ordorf or Nicholas I pressed the question, Alexei kicked him out and took the blame. This is so stupid, isn't it?
Shuvanov definitely refused, and immediately declined: "Count, I am not qualified and experienced enough to take command, so you should be the one to take command!"
Alexei was not fooled, and immediately refused categorically again: "You are too humble. As a meritorious commander of the third action department, I can rest assured only if you take command. This operation was originally planned by you and you personally commanded it."
It’s a perfect fit! Don’t refuse anymore!”
Shuvanov was full of criticism, and Alexey refused to take over the blame. How could this happen?
Shuvanov was scratching his head for a while. He had never thought that stupid high-ranking nobles would be so difficult to deal with. The nobles he met before were either sanctimonious and this kind of direct py transaction was enough, or they were typical
The second generation ancestor, this kind of deception can be easily accomplished by putting down one's body.
Before, Shuvanov thought that Alexei was the kind of naive aristocratic son who, according to his idea, would just fight for the country and the people. But who would have thought that Alexei turned out to be
If you are a loach, you can’t hold it back no matter what!
Anyway, Shuvanov was at a loss. Under the double performance of Petukhov and Alexei, he couldn't pour out the bad water. You said it was not worrying about others.
"Sir, what should we do next?"
Facing the questions from his subordinates, Shuvanov was also worried. What could he do if they didn't take the bait?
"Sir, this is not the way. We have to create opportunities!"
Shuvanov asked angrily: "How to create opportunities? They won't let me get involved at all. How can I still force myself to do it?"
"Sir, it's not a bad idea for the Overlord to use his bow forcefully!"
Shuvanov was stunned when he heard this. He immediately narrowed his eyes and frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"
"Now it seems that with the Cossacks here, you can't get them to obey the arrangements no matter what, and the count is also a bastard and doesn't want to take responsibility at all. How can you convince such a person? Even if you create a God-given opportunity
They will also pretend not to see it!"
Shuvanov thought for a while and felt that this made sense. He had spent so much time talking, but what effect had he achieved? Just a big zero!
At this time, his subordinates continued: "So you can just do whatever you have to do under the banner of that count... As long as your plan succeeds, don't you worry about not being able to overthrow him?"
Shuvanov's eyes suddenly lit up. He understood. This was indeed the truth. He might as well just act according to the plan. After the incident, when the superiors asked about it, he directly pushed it to Alexei and said that everything was done in accordance with the order.
, everything is under Alexei’s command.
At that time, even if Alexei loudly denied who would the superiors believe? Shuvanov still had great confidence in Uvarov as his benefactor, and believed that Uvarov would never let go of this opportunity to kill him.
Alexey, didn’t he also complete his mission at that time?
When he thought of this, Shuvanov could no longer hold back. He slapped the table and ordered: "Then what are you waiting for? Call the brothers and take action immediately!"
Barbu Cataljo really didn't expect that he would be targeted by two groups of malicious thugs for no apparent reason. Perhaps the original intention of Konstantinescu and Shuvanov was to provoke conflicts and divert trouble to the east with a false shot.
But when two groups of people take action together at the wrong time, sometimes mistakes turn out to be right!
"I have told you a long time ago that Jan Constantine is just a showman and he doesn't dare to do anything to us." Barbu was sitting in the carriage and bragging to his allies about how wise and powerful he was.
Foresight, he preached without shame:
"Look, we launched a series of motions against him in the Revolutionary Committee. How dare he fart? We also launched a massive civil commemoration and protest. What did he do?"
Barbu proudly showed off: "He didn't do anything, he just retracted into his shell and hid like a turtle, haha! It's really ridiculous!"
Barbu's wanton laughter echoed in the carriage, making people's ears hurt, but no one dared to interrupt him, just like no one dared to expose the lies he had just told himself.
But to be honest, Barbu actually felt a little bored in his heart, because he was not a fool and knew how helpless his lies were. If he could be replaced by Jan Constantine, he would be more
I would rather be the one who doesn't care, rather than the one who is now forced to act like I am a powerful person and am attacking with all my strength.
After laughing for a while, Barbu was really bored and asked lazily: "Where are you?"
But what he didn't expect was that what greeted him was not the coachman's answer but a crisp gunshot.
There was a bang, and then the glass of the carriage shattered. Before Barbu could figure out what happened, he heard a burst of more intense gunfire. Then there was the neighing of horses and the screams of the accompanying guards.
Then there was chaos. Barbu was shivering while hiding under the chair in the carriage with his head in his hands. He could clearly feel that the carriage was being violently shot. The sound of bullets hitting the carriage came one after another, and then there was the terrifying sound.
There were explosions and shouts of death. For a moment, he felt like the world was spinning, his eyes were going dark, and his crotch felt loose and he peed all over his pants...