Returning to the Concord secret base, Zhang Jie received that call once again, only this time, Zhang Jie directly agreed.
There was no other way; wasn't it obvious he had to agree?
Subsequently, Zhang Jie asked the other party to send over all the mission details.
"Very good, the reward is 1.5 million usd, plus 10 gold coins. Arrive in Moscow within three days, and I will inform you of subsequent actions."
The other end of the phone finished stating all the requirements and hung up. Soon, a file was sent over. After opening the file, Zhang Jie found that it differed from the one John had given him.
However, the general content did not have too many differences; it was just some details, but these details were already deadly enough.
Three days was too short; even Ross and the others might not have returned, so he could only find Thor and briefly explain the situation to Thor. Of course, he did not tell Thor about going to Moscow.
He only told Thor that he had an urgent mission to carry out, so he probably wouldn't be able to participate in the mission to a certain small island.
Thor said nothing in response, instead telling him to go with peace of mind and that the mission on the island could be handed over to other team members.
Thus, Zhang Jie bought a plane ticket to Moscow with peace of mind.
All his equipment could only be left in Concord; the only option left was to figure things out in Moscow.
In the early morning of June 30th, Zhang Jie arrived in Moscow.
He did not immediately contact the person who had contacted him; instead, he began to study the map of Moscow.
Because in this country, he really had to be cautious about some things. He had accepted the mission, yes, but he really didn't want to die.
Also, he came from America, and he was currently in the country of Russia, having arrived by plane. Even though he looked Asian, his passport clearly stated he was an American.
"Don't let them turn me into a spy; that wouldn't be fun."
He thought this while studying the map.
This was not like Little Japan or Korea; he had already been to both of those countries and had taken down quite a few people.
One kill after another, without a sound.
But in Russia, he had to restrain himself. Even if he had to kill, it had to be discreet and not discovered.
After all, those guys from the KGB were not to be trifled with.
He dared to cause trouble in Europe, in America, in Korea, and in Little Japan—no problem. But in Russia's territory, he really had to be careful.
After studying the entire Moscow map, Zhang Jie thought of several escape routes for himself.
"I hope I don't have to use these escape routes," Zhang Jie muttered while dialing a number. This number was given to him by John.
The original message was that if he needed weapons and equipment in Moscow, he could contact this person.
Zhang Jie unconditionally trusted John's connections and methods.
After the call connected, a strong Russian accent spoke up.
"Who is this?"
"It's me, Belen," Zhang Jie directly told the other party his alias.
Hearing the name Belen, the other party fell silent for a moment, then switched to fluent English, "It seems you've arrived. Let's meet at Rublevskoye Kladbishche (Rublyovo Cemetery)."
"Oh, sorry, I forgot you're an American. Rublyovo Cemetery, Number 12. I suppose you know where that is."
Then the other party hung up.
Zhang Jie frowned. Of course, he knew where that was; after all, he had just looked over the surrounding map, and the place was not far from Moscow.
Subsequently, Zhang Jie hailed a taxi and asked the driver to go directly to that location. The 28km journey took just over half an hour, and Zhang Jie got out of the car.
There weren't many people on the surrounding streets; after all, this was a ranching area, so the foot traffic was relatively sparse.
Zhang Jie then walked and searched, quickly finding Number 12. He arrived at the door, knocked, and soon the door opened a crack.
"Belen?"
"It's me!"
Upon receiving a definite answer, the person behind the door reached out and pulled Zhang Jie inside. "I thought John would come himself; I didn't expect him to send his apprentice. Damn it, I haven't seen John in years."
The middle-aged man leading the way grumbled as he walked, but it was clear that his left leg was slightly limping.
Following the middle-aged man to the innermost part, he opened a door and led Zhang Jie inside. The room was brightly lit and filled with various weapons.
"Take whatever you need."
The man pointed to the weapon display case in front and said casually.
Zhang Jie didn't waste words and walked directly into the Pistol section.
In Moscow, using a Rifle was not very practical, so Zhang Jie could only choose a Pistol.
Zhang Jie picked up the all-black FN57, weighed it in his hand, and it felt pretty good.
"Good taste. Developed by Belgium's Fabrique Nationale, it uses the 5.7 × 28mm ammunition system, with an effective range of 50m, but its flat trajectory supports precise suppression within 100m, far exceeding its effective range."
The man beside him nodded and introduced it, clearly approving of Zhang Jie's immediate choice of the FN57.
The FN57 has an overall length of 208mm, a barrel length of 122.5mm, an empty weight of 618 grams, a magazine capacity of 20 rounds, and a muzzle velocity of up to 650m/s. It uses a delayed blowback automatic action, non-rigid locking, and a rotating hammer firing mechanism.
The most prominent feature of the FN57 is its penetration capability.
When using SS190 armor-piercing rounds, it can penetrate NATO standard CRISAT bulletproof vests at a distance of 100 meters, and at 50 meters, it can penetrate 48 layers of Kevlar material. This penetration power far exceeds traditional 9mm Pistol rounds, earning it the infamous nickname "Bulletproof Vest Killer."
Zhang Jie chose this Pistol in his first reaction precisely because when it is paired with SS190 armor-piercing rounds, it becomes extremely terrifying.
And this Pistol could protect him and provide him with considerable lethality in the upcoming mission.
His bulletproof suit would not be able to withstand this Pistol.
This Pistol was also ridiculously expensive.
"I need 6 magazines, and give me 200 rounds of SS190 armor-piercing ammunition, and a holographic sight."
Since he was using this Pistol, he wouldn't consider a silencer or anything; he would go straight for the top-tier armor-piercing rounds.
Subsequently, Zhang Jie placed the FN57 on the table, ready to choose another Pistol.
With this armor-piercing Pistol, Zhang Jie's overall lethality would be greatly enhanced, but he still needed a secondary weapon to facilitate his assassination missions.
Soon, Zhang Jie's gaze fell upon the titanium-gray tti sand viper in the display case.
It must be said that this Pistol indeed attracted Zhang Jie's attention greatly. First, it was a completely customized Pistol, fully equipped with a red dot sight and a silencer, nothing missing.
The man also noticed Zhang Jie's gaze and looked towards the tti sand viper. "This was a custom Pistol ordered by a previous client, but unfortunately, he couldn't come here to pick up his Pistol himself."
Zhang Jie was not interested in that statement.
"How much?"
Note:
Happy Lunar New Year 2026!
First of all, I want to express my sincere gratitude to all of you for always being by my side and supporting me throughout this journey.
To ensure the quality of upcoming stories, I've decided to take a week off during the Lunar New Year (February 15th to 22nd) to rest and spend time with my family.
I will return on February 23rd, 2026. During this break, I will prepare many new chapters to post regularly upon my return. So please look forward to it!
Wishing you a warm, joyful, and wonderful holiday season!