Mikhail Mikhailovich has been busy making preparations these days. After all, it is impossible to get rid of a big case like Lukav without making some preparations. At least he must find his most elite and most trusted people.
But when Mikheyevich was making preparations, he discovered that it was too difficult for him to find some elite and confidant troops. It's not that Mikheyevich didn't have troops capable of fighting, that's for sure.
Yes, there is. How could the majestic Black Sea Fleet, especially the Black Sea Fleet under Lazarev, not have elites?
It's just that for Mikheyevich, these elites can only be seen, because most of these people are Lazarev's students or favorite generals, and they don't care about him at all and will not sacrifice their lives for him.
Of course, he also has a lot of confidants, but unfortunately, although these people obey his orders, their fighting skills are really poor. He may be good at bullying the common people, and he may be proficient in eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, but he is not good at fighting.
If you don't get the chance, let alone fighting Lukafu, you have to think carefully even if you encounter a Turk, and you may very well run away.
So Mikheyevich was troubled! After a week of piecing together, he found a hundred people. This small number of people really made him feel unconfident, because he knew the desperate plan of Lukav's men.
If you don't have hundreds of disciples, you can't defeat them at all, okay!
"Mikhail! Mikhail!"
Just when Mikheyevich was pulling his hair out in annoyance, Miyakov burst in excitedly. He was as excited as a boar with hormones bursting out of his previous decadence and frustration.
Mikhevich asked weakly: "What's wrong? So happy?"
"You don't know yet?" Miyakov said in surprise.
Mikheyevich was stunned and asked: "What do you know?"
"Lukav is finished!"
Mikheyevich was even more stunned and asked blankly: "What's the end? What nonsense are you talking about?"
Miyakov laughed loudly and recounted the story of Lukav's encounter with the gangsters and his serious injury. That was so exciting!
Of course, Mikheyevich is not much better. Look at how happy he is. He really has even forgotten his last name.
"Great! Great!" Mikheyevich muttered excitedly, patting his thigh repeatedly, "God bless, this bastard is finally punished by God!"
Yes, in Mikheyevich's view, God was on his side this time. Otherwise, would he have stabbed Lukav in the side when he was most troubled and helpless, and solved this headache?
!
Miyakov also heaved a sigh of relief. He was having a hard time these days. He also encountered the same problems as Mikheyevich. He couldn't find many people to work with. That was really bad.
I'm so anxious that my hair is falling out!
Anyway, now he is completely relaxed and feels that he can sit back and relax. There is no big trouble like Lukav. So what if Balyakov thoroughly investigates those cases? He has many scapegoats. If one is not enough, he will give a bunch of them to Balyakov.
Husband, let’s see what else he can say!
"Well, well," Mikheyevich also nodded repeatedly. After letting go of the big stone in his heart, his mind could finally think about other problems: "Although the trouble of Lukaf has been solved, this guy
If we don't die, we won't be able to relax completely. Now is the best opportunity, you can find an excuse to seize his property and clean him up completely!"
Miyakov was stunned. He was not as ruthless as Mikheyevich. He only wanted to relax and unwind, but he didn't expect to make you sick and kill you. However, he immediately responded to Mikheyevich's suggestion.
I agreed, and the reason is very simple - the industry under Lukav's hands is a piece of flesh for such a fat girl!
If that guy is seized, both he and Mikheyevich will make a lot of money. It can almost be said that they suddenly become rich! He is willing to do this job!
"Okay, I'll investigate him immediately for smuggling!"
Mikheyevich was very satisfied, but he was not completely at ease with Miyakov. Who wouldn’t like the fat man Lukav? Mikheyevich’s greed might make him want to do something small. So he immediately added
road:
"Let's do this. I'll also send some sergeants to assist you. I heard that this Lukaf has colluded with foreign countries and has many desperadoes under his command. I'm afraid your military police alone won't be able to suppress him!"
【I bother!】
Miyakov sighed heavily in his heart. If he believed that he was a donkey, it was clear that Mikheyevich was afraid that he would get more benefits and wanted to force his way in. He suddenly became a little unhappy:
"This is the job of the military police. Isn't it appropriate for you to send someone here?"
Mikheyevich glanced at him sideways and snorted: "There is nothing inappropriate, old friend, it is not allowed to eat alone. Don't forget that Balyakov is still in Izmail. If these little tricks of yours are exposed
Yes, but it doesn’t look good!”
Miyakov wanted to scold him, because Mikheyevich was threatening him. If he was not honest, then this guy would use Baliakov to beat him. Although the money was attractive, Mikheyovich
My husband's most basic IQ is still there, and he really wouldn't be able to swallow such a huge windfall without Mikheyevich's cooperation.
What's more, this guy's brother is also the deputy commander of the Black Sea Fleet. We have to count on this guy to help shoulder the pressure from Kornilov. We really can't offend them.
"Okay, then when do we do it?"
As Miyakov geared up, he was a little impatient, but Mikheyevich was still sober and reminded:
"If you can do it as soon as possible, do it as soon as possible to avoid long nights and long dreams. There are many people watching this fat piece of meat! Also, don't be careless, kid. This thing has to be done beautifully. It's not that there is no one behind Lukaf.
You have to complete all the procedures and articles that need to be done. If others get hold of it, you can't explain it!"
"I know, after all these years, why do you still have concerns about me doing things?"
Miyakov disagrees with this. Does Mikhail Mikheyevich need to say more about going through the procedures? He is an expert in this aspect, and it is not up to him to decide whether to go through the procedures or not.
, anyway, the military policemen under him are all yes-men. They do whatever he says. Who dares to disobey him?
I can only say that Miyakov felt a little too good. Suddenly, hearing that Lukav was finished made him lose his minimum vigilance. It is true that the military police under him are all yes-men, but the military police of the Black Sea Fleet are not only
Not only the yes men, but also some gendarmes can kill him. For example, the boys in Baliakov are very good...