Chapter One Hundred And Thirty Nine

Roman's point of view:

"The real battle begins now." I said to Ruslan as I continued driving.

"Roman, are we still far from the house?" Ruslan asked me.

"No, but there are about three hundred men here." I told him to carefully watch my surroundings.

"Okay. Let's do this shit." He said as he loaded his guns.

"The men are there. Three minutes from us." I told him.

"Can we use grenades?" Ruslan asked me.

"We can't. It will alert those inside." I replied to him.

"Load five gins for me before we get there." I instructed him.

"I am not your servant " he scoffed as he started loading them.

"We are on a mission, Ruslan." I reminded him to stop behaving childish.

"We are just a minute away from them." Ruslan said.

"You start shooting immediately when we get there, okay?"

"Okay. What about our men?" He asked me.

"They will cover us as soon as we start shooting so that we can pass to the house." I told him.

"Here we go." I told him.

There is nothing to worry about, we carried a bullet proof car