The Bodyguard's
The Dawn Attack

Carlo observed the brightly lit floodlights in the city hall building of St. Petersburg. At that time, a party was held at the venue, which was the inaugural launch of expensive wine products owned by a young businessman.

Some of the capital's artists also attended the lavish party. “Bella,” sigh Carlo. Based on information from Grigori's men, a lover of hearts who had not met for three years was certainly present at the magnificent event.

However, it was a pity that Carlo had to miss the party. The main reason was because in a few moments, he would execute the plan that he and the others had been putting together for almost three years.

“Lady.” Someone's call broke Carlo's daydream. The handsome man turned his head and smiled at the figure of a middle-aged man who looked down respectfully at him. “Are you ready?” ask the man who is none other than Igor.

“More than anything,” says Carlo nods confidently. Not to forget he grabbed a black leather jacket hung on the back of the chair, then put it on. The dagger of Yuri Volkov himself slipped on the waist.

“Pavel has prepared a weapon for you in the secret tunnel,”, Igor said. Carlo answered with a calm smile. The two of them left the inn that the Grigori had rented for several days.

The attention of the townspeople that night, distracted by the luxurious building that continuously turned on the floodlights and pointed them into space. That would be an advantage for Carlo. He needs no more trickery to launch an attack on the outskirts of the city, where Viktor lounges inside his magnificent palace.

Wearing the black slayer that he had covered to the face and leaving only his beautiful blue eyes, Carlo stammered across the highway. The man then stopped at the edge of the bridge.

There was waiting for a girl who was none other than Oxana. “I will dance in the Red Wolf palace from eight o'clock at night. I will make sure Viktor, Czar, and his trusted men gather there,” Oxana said in a voice that was so slow.

“Good, Oxana. Pavel's men will be encircling shortly after I get there. I will make sure that no one can enter or leave the place,” said Carlo with a voice no less slow.

“Oh yes. Take this.” The beautiful girl then reached into something from inside her bag. A large piece of white paper he handed over to Carlo. “This is the last tunnel image I've managed to map for you. It is located just below Viktor's main room.”

“Thank you very much, Oxana. This is really very important information.” Carlo was amazed at Oxana's greatness in finding information about everything related to Viktor Drozdov. Oxana even managed to figure out Viktor and Czar's daily schedule, so that Carlo could determine the right time to attack.

Like that night that became a routine schedule for Viktor, to hold a private party in his mansion. The man invites Oxana and her friends to appear in the secret room of the Red Wolf palace.

Wild and vulgar parties are held by Viktor on a regular basis every year. He hired hundreds of call women to satisfy his depraved passions along with those of other confidants. Drinks and drugs will accompany the sinful event on that night.

A double advantage for Carlo. It would be easier for him to finish off a bunch of drunk people. While other men who do not participate in the party, will be on guard around the palace and in the surrounding streets.

“Be careful, Carlo,” order Oxana while tightening the coat, then walking in the opposite direction.

“We met at the palace,” said Igor while continuing with Carlo, until the two men stopped in front of a paved road that was not so big. They remained silent until a small reddish glow flashed between the trees, and were on the left and right of the road.

“Pavel's men have succeeded in mastering the gate and fortress,” hiss Carlo.

“Mari, Young Master,” invite Igor who is so impatient to immediately run an attack action. He seemed to have forgotten that he had already passed the sixty-year mark.

His soul as a fighter as well as a sniper, can not be removed even though the physical strength has been much reduced.

It was the same with Ivan who was cooperating with the secret forces. He helped plant a series of bombs, at each end of a tunnel that numbered in the tens. It was done as a precaution when Viktor's men or even Viktor himself tried to escape.

“Their security system is careless. I can't stop thinking, how could their fortress be impenetrable for so many years,” Pavel said as he greeted Carlo behind the gate.

“Perhaps because of their too many men,” Igor said.

“Not because of that. No matter how many of Viktor's men, if there is no one who is much more powerful to protect them, then we will finish him off very easily!” pavel's grunting that seemed unacceptable because he felt underestimated.

“Until now we have not managed to uncover who the powerful figure is. But I will still take risks. I'll take out Viktor tonight too!” carlo was resolute without the slightest hesitation from the glare of his blue eyes as well as his tone of speech.

“My men and your men are on guard at every point at the end of the tunnel. They will not be able to escape again,” grinned Pavel while walking ahead without saying a word. However, Carlo understood what the head of the government's secret army wanted.

Igor and Carlo stood gallantly on Pavel's left and right sides, as the special forces chief opened the entrance wide. For a moment, Carlo looked away as he watched the erotic scene unfold before his eyes. Hundreds of men and women make love out in the open shamelessly.

The men seemed to be under the influence of liquor. Czar played with three women at once. Viktor Drozdov was nowhere to be seen in the room.

From a distance, Oxana and some of her friends were dancing around on stage. Dozens of people surrounded him while throwing a bunch of money.

Again, Carlo's eagle eyes scanned one by one Viktor's followers who were engrossed in the beautiful dance of Oxana and the other girls.

“How do we finish them off, without hurting any of those women?” Igor asked Pavel.

“Enough you hear my cry any minute,” said Pavel as he looked towards his military watch.

While Carlo was instead fixated on a brown-haired woman who was serving one of Viktor's men. Her rage instantly floated on every hot scene she had ever done with Miabella.

For Carlo, it was the best moment he had ever felt in his entire life. Miabella is the only girl who has managed to make the desire of the handsome man rise, and it is only with the girl that she vents everything.

“Ah.” Carlo rubbed his hair rough. He has to work hard to get back in focus. A little more, if God permits, all wealth and power will fall into his hands.

“Hei!” Pavel shouted loudly in the room, brandishing a long barrel gun upwards.

Seeing that, the mercenaries cried out hysterically, then ran out of the hall. The satisfied women of the striped men did not care, even though most of them were in an undressed condition. So did Oxana and a few other fellow dancers who immediately jumped down from the stage. They ran outside the party room, then hid.

Now, the spacious room was suddenly quiet and left Carlo, Igor, and Pavel who were gallantly standing by to see all the Red Wolf members giving murderous gazes at them.

However, it becomes something meaningless, because they are all in an unprepared condition. Let alone weapons, Viktor's men who were in a drunken condition seemed busy looking for underwear that they either threw to where before doing the wild party earlier.

In such chaotic conditions, fully armed secret forces were thrust in. They immediately flocked the cursed men blindly. Massive massacres took place there. While Carlo, swiftly chasing after Czar who fled.