Chapter 240 Falling Into a Trap

It's all because of Andrei! Shelov's eyes were full of flames of hatred.

Originally, Shelov was doing very well in Moscow. Compared with a group of people who grew up with him, he was the first to wear the epaulettes of a major and had a bright future in the KGB.

Moreover, there was Ekaterina who had a close relationship with the KGB chairman. As long as he could conquer her and make her his woman, his future would be even brighter. He might even become a senior official of the KGB in the future! Unfortunately, Andrei took all of this away!

Andrei took away Ekaterina and everything that belonged to him! Because of the conflict with Andrei, in order not to affect his future, his father even transferred him from the KGB to the tank unit of the Moscow Military District.

In the KGB, you have great power and other officials have to greet you with a smile. But in the tank unit, you have to train hard. All these hardships were inflicted by Andrei!

I had finally managed to make it in the tank unit, but Andrei ruined it! This guy actually became a major general, came here from the Far East, and actually lost his position!

Why should the training accident be attributed to my own mistakes? If they just watched the performance and left, nothing would happen! The soldier who died was caused by Andre's mistakes!

All this hatred finally made Shelov determined to kill Andrei!

I can't use others. The KGB is omnipresent. If I ask others for help, it will definitely get to Andropov's ears. I have to do it myself! In the past few days, Shelov has been keeping an eye on Ekaterina. Finally, he found an opportunity today!

The two of them went to the department store to buy things without any guards! Moreover, there were no KGB agents secretly protecting them!

Shelov had already asked his father's adjutant and learned that there were only two agents secretly protecting Ekaterina, and half an hour ago, the two agents accepted other tasks and left temporarily!

This is the best opportunity!

Raising his arm, Shelov pointed his pistol at the other side. With several clothes racks between them, the other party would definitely not notice him!

Five meters behind was the staircase. As long as the gunshots were heard, the scene would be in chaos. He could leave at his leisure. Moreover, he had slipped out of the KGB headquarters! This morning, he walked through the KGB gate in a grand manner, entered his father's office, and read alone in the private room inside. The guards at the door, the people he met along the way, including his father, could all testify for him! Afterwards, he climbed out of the window and slipped out from under the delivery truck!

At this moment, Andre's body appeared right in front of him. If he couldn't hit him at a distance of 30 meters, Shelov would be a complete waste. With a ferocious smile on his face, Shelov pulled the trigger.

Go to hell! Andrei, only if you disappear, I, Shelov, will have a good life!

"Click." The spring moves and the sound of the firing pin hitting the bullet primer can be heard, but no other sound comes. What's going on?

Shelov's expression froze in an instant. Damn it, he failed at the critical moment!

This gun was obtained directly from the factory when he was in the KGB through connections. It has no number and no ballistic characteristics, so it cannot be identified by the bullets. Shelov also maintains it well, often taking it apart and cleaning it, and it has never malfunctioned.

Now, it's a dead fire?

At this time, Andrei was already talking and laughing with Ekaterina and walked forward again.

Gritting his teeth, Shelov turned around and ran quickly to the toilet next door. There was no one inside! Shelov locked the door, threw away his clothes, and revealed the Makarov pistol.

Shelov could turn off the safety, eject the magazine, and disassemble the gun with his eyes closed. But when he took out the pistol, he discovered the problem: this pistol was not his!

At the beginning, in order to show off, he stamped his own name on the side of the pistol, but this was just an ordinary pistol!

Damn it! When was it swapped? Just when I entered the department store, it seemed like someone bumped into me! Yes, that person! Damn it! The bullets in this gun must be fake too. I can’t shoot!

Just then, suddenly, there was a noise above my head.

Shelov raised his head, and in his dilated pupils, he saw only a black bag. Instantly, his vision went dark. Then, he received a heavy blow on the back of his head, and he lost consciousness.

I was attacked! Who did it? Was it Andrei? No, he didn't even know he was going to kill him, so who could it be? Before he lost consciousness, Shelov had this vague thought.

When he woke up again, he didn't know what time it was. He just felt a pain in his head as if it had exploded. There must be blood clots inside! That guy was really heavy-handed! Shelov tried hard to open his eyes, and at the same time, he felt that he was holding something heavy in his hand.

Pistol! The pistol was still in his hand! With a pistol, he was not afraid of anything! But... this pistol was swapped, and the bullets inside were all misfires! He raised the pistol in front of him and saw clearly the stamp on the side of the pistol. It was his own name! Isn't this just a pistol in his hand?

Wait, what on earth is going on? Although Shelov had just woken up, he knew that this was definitely a trap and there must be a conspiracy behind it!

I should try to go home and discuss it with my father. My father has been in the KGB for many years and he will definitely be able to find out who is behind this!

After standing up with great effort, Shelov looked around. There were photos of Lenin and Stalin hanging on the wall. It was obviously an office. Moreover, he seemed to be very familiar with it?

When he looked towards the desk in front of him, he saw a man in military uniform lying backwards on the chair behind the desk, with a bright red chest.

"Father!" When Shelov saw the man's clothes, he felt something was wrong. When he saw the man's appearance, Shelov felt his head buzzing.

The man who was beaten to death on the chair was none other than his father, General Tsvigon! Who killed his father? Who killed his father in his office! This has never happened in the Soviet Union!

Damn it! This is a trap. The mastermind behind this must be a high-level person! Thinking of this, Shelov felt a chill on his back. He didn't even have time to grieve over his father's death.

Run!

"Bang." At this moment, the door outside was kicked open.