Chapter 301 Deep in the City

It has been five days since the train left Moscow. When I opened the classic and exquisite velvet curtains, I could see the vast virgin forest outside the window. Towering giant trees erected high walls on both sides of the railway track, as if they were temporarily isolated from the white snow and severe cold of Siberia's winter.

The train traveled southeast along the Trans-Siberian Railway, crossing the Ural Mountains known as the "Gateway to Europe and Asia" and now running on this vast land called "Siberia".

During this time, Lu Mingfei either admired the beautiful scenery outside the window or read books - the books were all biographies of famous national leaders or generals (hardcover Chinese version).

The book was prepared by Bunin as required. Although their schedule was rushed, they would still stop when passing through certain city stations. Before arriving at the station, he would notify them to prepare the corresponding supplies (mostly ingredients) in advance, etc. The supplies are loaded onto the train when it pulls into the station.

The food they had on the train was quite good. Bunin found an authentic Chinese cook who didn't know where he found it. Although the food they ate at each meal was not a distinguished and famous dish, it was dishes such as mapo tofu, braised mutton, braised yellow croaker, etc. There is something special about eating with the snowy scenery outside the window.

Fingel and Chu Tianjiao couldn't be as stoic as Lu Mingfei. They were so idle that they asked Bunin for a deck of playing cards and brought Ling along with them to play Landlord or Texas Hold'em. Then Chu Tianjiao While talking, he was impressed by Fingel's superb card skills, and suddenly asked him with a black face whether he taught Chu Zihang how to play cards at Kassel Academy...

Lu Mingfei looked at Chu Tianjiao pinching Fengel's neck and playing around, and suddenly felt that this was good.

He didn't tell Chu Tianjiao about Chu Zihang's disappearance, lest the other party would worry about the child and ask him to get off the bus halfway. From the time Eva sent him a message until the train entered the uninhabited land of Siberia yesterday, Chu Zihang has been missing for seventy-two hours and forty-seven minutes. Now he knows nothing about the situation in Chicago because the signal reception is almost interrupted. .

Lu Mingfei could only trust - and must trust that Chu Zihang could handle this kind of incident on his own. He couldn't immediately turn around and rush back because he was worried about his brother's safety - so what if he rushed back? Now we are separated by at most half a planet. Is it possible that in the future we can cross half a star region, half a star field or even half a galaxy to find brothers to fight side by side?

He took a deep breath and stopped worrying unnecessarily.

"Gentlemen, the warm journey has come to an end. Now we have to change to another means of transportation to reach our destination."

After Zero expressionlessly played the "Royal Flush" to win Chu Tianjiao and Fingel each one hundred meals (they used "dinner treat" as a bargaining chip in their bet), Alexander Bunin politely knocked on their box. door.

In fact, they had a transfer yesterday. Their carriage was disconnected from the train that ended in Vladivostok, and they connected to the new train and headed towards the Arctic Ocean towards the no-man's land of Siberia.

When he pushed open the compartment door, a vast expanse of icy snow blew in his face. In the howling storm, Lu Mingfei heard the sound of the helicopter propeller.

A giant-like Mi-26 helicopter approached the railway track from the side, descended at a low altitude and lowered a rope ladder to allow Lu Mingfei and the others to board the plane.

"When auctions were held in the past, these big guys from the Soviet era would lift the carriages containing distinguished guests to another railway, and then go to city 023. The Russian Federal Security Service tried to track us before, but it failed." Bunin introduced, "I'm sorry, for safety reasons, it's safer to fly in a helicopter than to be hung in mid-air; and I don't have many resources at my disposal, so I can't guarantee that my 'betrayal' can be concealed." My real boss behind the scenes."

"But at least... you can choose the weapons you want."

There are neatly arranged weapon boxes inside the huge Mi-26 cabin, all of which are shiny and brand-new factory-finished firearms, ranging from RPG rocket launchers to pistols, which can fully arm an all-round special team equipped with heavy firepower.

Lu Mingfei just glanced at it briefly without much interest;

Fingel was gearing up. He didn't have the problem of being uncomfortable without a bolt gun like his captain. He had a phobia of insufficient firepower and just picked a PKP light machine gun. Chu Tianjiao only picked two pistols. The most important way to fight is to use the "Murasame" in her hand; Her Royal Highness unexpectedly picked an AN94 and a Beretta, silently expressing that she also has combat capabilities.

Even the weapons were ready. Bunin was obviously determined to betray the person in power behind the scenes for his daughter; as for whether he succeeded or not... Chu Tianjiao and Fengel looked at each other, and then involuntarily looked at the man sitting aside and closed his eyes. Lu Mingfei looked thoughtful...

Such a powerful hybrid is also endowed with the Emperor's supreme will. Damn it, what else in the world can resist it?

It took more than two hours before a city covered with ice and snow appeared outside the helicopter's window - it was hard to imagine that such a city could exist in such a ghostly place surrounded by ice and snow. It was surrounded by dense pine forests. Its outline can only be seen when flying in a helicopter.

"Welcome to Novosibirsk City 023, my hometown." Bunin said.

"Your... hometown?" Ling frowned slightly.

"Yes, I was born and raised in this city. At that time, there were still more than 20,000 people living here. They were workers who were building steel fortresses in the rear of the Soviet Union and scientists who were secretly studying the immortality project," Bunin said. He lit a pipe, with a look of loneliness in his eyes, "Before I left this city, the world I knew was so big. There were only one school, one hospital, a children's playground and a bunch of small shops selling cigarettes and alcohol. shop."

“My parents are not great people, they are just skilled workers, but they are very proud of their work. They always told me that our family will live here for a hundred years and build the most prosperous Novosibirsk in the world. We will build a spaceship that can fly to Mars, and we will also build a space carrier that can destroy U.S. imperialism."

"Until one day I sneaked into a movie theater - children are not allowed in movie theaters in the city. I was worried that my children would become curious about the outside world and would not want to stay in City 023. I was at the very back of the movie theater. I watched a movie about Moscow in the corner. There were beautiful girls in plaid skirts in the movie. Only then did I realize that the world is actually very big. Even if the space carrier I built destroyed imperialism a hundred years later, I would still be there. She is also old, and the girl in that movie is also old. Besides, why should I destroy imperialism? I have never even seen what imperialism is."

"Then I secretly got on a train out of the city, worked hard outside, met the girl in the flower dress in the movie, married her and gave birth to the lovely Christina. Because of my personal identity and Business, for her safety I have to entrust her to others..." Bunin took a deep breath of cigarette and silently recounted his past.

"To be honest, I quite understand you, brother." Chu Tianjiao seemed to feel the same way, patted Bunin's shoulder and comforted, "I am the same, because of the identity and mission I have to bear, I have to leave my lover and children... …As a result, no one except my son remembers my identity, so I can only come here to work illegally.”

"I heard from Chu Zihang that you secretly hide a little gold nest outside." Fingel said in a weird voice.

"I built that place later!" Chu Tianjiao blushed, "I'm so stressed out with my tasks and holding such a big secret, can't I relax a little? And I sold more than a dozen out-of-print cats immediately after I left. Wang Vinyl Records sent the money to the mother and son!"

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Lu Mingfei, as always, just listens and doesn't care about these family relationships. He habitually observes the city's general building distribution and road planning while the helicopter is still flying in the air, just in case there is an unexpected need.

Family...parents...these shouldn't be very important to him, right? In the story he read, Lord Sanglis, the Primarch, was nearly killed by the ignorant and stupid locals when he landed on Baal, but he still relied on his wisdom, strength, and charm to unify the Baal system until the arrival of His Majesty the Emperor. Let him command the Ninth Legion...

However, I heard that in addition to the Emperor, the Primarch of the Ultramarines Chapter also has "adoptive parents" in Ultramar...

The vibration of the helicopter interrupted Lu Mingfei's thoughts. The Mi-26 landed on the edge of the city. He could see more clearly the neat residential buildings and power plants with thick chimneys in the city. The glass was covered with thick frost. A little shop with a layer of frost.

"Your Majesty, you can stay in the helicopter and wait for us to evacuate. There is no need to risk your life." Bunin said sincerely.

"I can take care of myself, you don't have to worry about it." Zero said coldly, carrying his AN94 like a little boy scout.

"What can be safer than following us? Have you never seen the movie? Generally, the lone person in the team is often the first to get into trouble," Fingel said, and then showed his white teeth to Zero, "Don't worry Well, my tough body can definitely protect you!"

"Then please follow me." Buning led the way with an AK12 on his back, while Lu Mingfei and his party followed closely behind them despite the wind and snow.

In the center of this small town is a huge ring-shaped building. In front of the building stands a statue of Lenin that soars into the sky. It looks like an auditorium or concert hall. Bunin led them in through the heavy small door. Inside was a factory-like structure, with various winding pipes, large and small valves, and Russian "danger" signs everywhere...

They began to go all the way down. The road was winding and damp. Judging from the red Arabic numerals written on the wall, they had reached eight levels underground, but they were still far from the end.

"This place is claimed to be the air-raid shelter of City 023 to the residents, but it is actually the research institute of the 'Immortality Project', but I still don't know its specific location," Bunin said. "Every gathering and auction will be held here. It is held here, and the auction item 'golden holy jelly' is transported up from the ground one by one. Theoretically speaking, it and the factory that produces the holy jelly are both deeper underground."

He led the way with a flashlight, his face a little uneasy, as if he was not sure whether there was any medicine here that could save his daughter's life.

"What if not?" Zero asked coldly.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, even without me I will fulfill the deal and send you to that coordinate." Bunin had a helpless smile on his face.

The entire huge underground space was silent except for the footsteps of a few of them. Every time they passed a fork in the road, Chu Tianjiao and Ling would leave corresponding marks just in case. After all, the structure here was complex like a maze.

Lu Mingfei, who was following Buning, suddenly heard a somewhat ethereal voice in his ears:

"Father."

He frowned slightly and looked at Fingel, who was walking beside him. There was nothing wrong with him. He just felt a little bored on the road and yawned continuously.

"Father, you are here..."

The sound in his ears became clearer and clearer, as if something was calling him from underground.

"Is this mental harassment aimed at me?" Lu Mingfei thought to himself, but didn't pay much attention to it. If it was a mental attack, it would be too light.

The silent journey lasted for nearly twenty minutes before Bunin whispered: "We may be almost there...listen."

Other sounds appeared from the depths of the dead, hell-like underground, breaking the dead silence around them.

There was the melodious sound of piano playing, intermittent, sometimes as if it was behind me, sometimes as if it was far away in the horizon.

This made some people's hair stand on end, and the team's formation immediately gathered up and prepared for battle.

"You haven't been here before?" Zero asked.

"I came out of here before." There was a kind of sadness on Bunin's old face. Before Zero could ask him what he meant, he continued to move forward.

"I knew this old guy was still hiding! What do you mean, commander? Do you want to tie him up and torture us first to extract a confession? Lest he abduct us directly into a bomb crater." Fingel put on a show. He said with a vicious look.

"No need, keep up." Lu Mingfei shook his head and followed Bunin in front.

The front gradually began to become warm and humid, and the walls and ground of the passage were covered with velvety moss. Water drops dripped from the top of the passage from time to time, like a light rain.

It got hotter and hotter as we went deeper, as if we were suddenly transported from the ice field to the tropical rainforest. Lu Mingfei and others took off their thick outer layers of cold-proof clothing and traveled lightly.

At the end of the passage is a metal door completely wrapped in moss. Only the metal wheel used to open the door is shiny. The intermittent and melodious piano sound comes from behind the door.

"What's behind the door?" Lu Mingfei asked calmly, stepping forward to help Bunin turn the metal wheel on the door.

"I...or, the real 'me'."

Bunin smiled sadly. Although his strength was insignificant compared to Lu Mingfei, he still pushed open the heavy steel door with him, as if he wanted to meet his fate in person.