Journey to another world in the subway

Chapter 121
"Hi, the nap is over. You can sleep again when we meet." Ullman pushed his shoulder, and Su Mengfan woke up.

Looking sheepishly at the others, it turned out that he had only slept for a few minutes.

They sat in a circle, Olmedo in the middle, pointing to a map and explaining.

He said: "Well, it's about twenty kilometers to our destination, and if we keep a good pace and nothing happens along the way, we may reach it in half a day.

The military unit is on the ground there, but there's a bunker under it, and a tunnel leads there.

No time to think about that, we have to separate.Otherwise, we don't know how long it would take to explore such a big bunker. "He looked at Su Mengfan.

"Are you awake? You go back to the subway and I'll let Ullman take care of you."

He said: "The others and I went to the missile department."

Su Mengfan wanted to open his mouth to object, but Olmedo stopped him with impatient gestures.

He leaned closer to the pack pile, and Olmedo began distributing the supplies.

"Give you two hazmat suits, we'll keep four.

We don't know what it's like there, you have one radio and we have one.

Now give you instructions, go to the Peace Station, they are waiting for you there, I have sent the messenger. "He looked at his watch.

"In twelve hours, go to the ground to check our signal, and if all goes well, we will move on to the next phase of the operation in the transmission.

Your mission is to find the best route to the Arboretum, and to cue up high to direct and correct our fire.

The 'Tornado' has a limited area of ​​destruction and we don't know if there are any other missiles.The garden is not small, but don't worry. "He said to Su Mengfan,
"It's all Ullman's doing, with you as his companion.

Of course, you have your part, and you know what these dark places look like. "

“The Moscow TV Tower is perfect for a guidance office because it’s wide in the middle and there’s a restaurant there.

There are sandwiches and caviar that are so small you can hardly see them.

But people go there not for that, just for the panorama of Moscow.

The botanic gardens can be clearly seen from there.

Try to get into that tower. If you can't get in, go into the multi-storey building next to it. It's white and P-shaped. It's almost uninhabited.

So... here is the map of Moscow for your use and this is ours.

The area around the square is very chaotic, take a look and communicate with each other.Others, follow us, it won't be difficult. ’ he assured them.

Su Mengfan asked, "What if they're not there?"

"We don't do things we're not sure about." Olmedo patted the map with his hand. "I have a surprise for you," he added, winking at him.

Olmedo reached into his travel backpack and pulled out a white plastic bag with scuffed pictures on the side.

Su Mengfan looked inside and took out a worn passport, the child's book, and precious photos.

He found the photo in Kalinske's abandoned apartment.

While chasing Oleg, he abandoned his property in Kyivkaya.

Olmedo took the trouble to bring them back and kept them with him.

Ullman sat next to him, looking at Su Mengfan and Olmedo in confusion.

"Personal items," Olmedo said with a smile.Su Mengfan wanted to thank him, but Olmedo had already stood up and started ordering the soldiers who followed him.

Su Mengfan walked towards Anton who was immersed in his own thoughts.

"Good luck!" Su Mengfan held out his hand to the watchman.

Anton just nodded and slung his backpack over his shoulder, his eyes looking dazed.

"Then, that's it. We don't have to say goodbye, just remember the time!" Olmedo said, and then he turned around and set off without another word.

They moved aside the heavy iron cover that sealed the hole and headed down.

The narrow shaft is made of concrete hoops, each of which protrudes from a metal bracket.

When they were left alone, Ullman had another change of heart.

He spoke to Su Mengfan in monosyllabic phrases, mainly to give him orders or to advise him.

As soon as the hatch cover was removed, he ordered Su Mengfan to turn off the flashlight, turn on the night lighting tool, and got in first by himself.

Su Mengfan had no choice but to climb down and hold on to the bracket tightly.

He doesn't actually understand why these precautions are in place.

After passing the Kremlin, they encountered no danger along the way.

In the end, Su Mengfan understood that the tracker had given Ullman special instructions and that no commander had been left behind for him. He was very happy to play this role.

Ullman stepped on Su Mengfan's foot, which was a signal for him to stop.

Su Mengfan stood obediently, waiting for someone to explain to him what happened.

However, no explanation was heard, and a slight thumping sound was heard below.

It turned out that Ullman jumped to the floor, and a few seconds later, Su Mengfan heard gunshots.

"Come down." The partner said loudly to Su Mengfan, and a ray of light shot in while speaking.

When he reached the bottom of the bracket, he let go and jumped off the concrete floor about 2 meters deep.

He flicked the ashes off his hands, straightened his body, and looked around.

They were in a short corridor, only about 15 steps long, with a manhole in the ceiling that opened like a yawning open mouth.

There is also an identical iron gutter cover hatch in the floor.

Next to the pool of blood, lay a corpse covered in dirt, with the emblem of the Fourth Reich on its arm, and still clutching a cigarette case tightly.

"He is watching the wind in the passage." Ullman whispered under Su Mengfan's questioning eyes,

"He was already asleep. Maybe he didn't expect someone to crawl in from this side. He put his ear on the hatch and listened, then jumped down."

"You killed him...what, while he was sleeping?" Su Mengfan asked.

"So what? This is an unfair fight." Ullman sniffed hard.

"If nothing else, he was not able to sleep while on duty. Anyway, he was not a good man, he did not observe the rules of the holy day, so he was told not to enter the tunnel."

Ullman dragged the body aside, opened the hatch, and turned on the flashlight again, in an extremely short shaft that jutted into an office filled with trash.
There are mountains of various metal plates inside, such as gears, springs, and nickel-plated armrests. These parts are enough to fit a car, and the hatch VI cover is completely hidden from prying eyes.

They scurry over the rubbish, jump to the ceiling, and stay there.

It is a miracle that there is a narrow passage between these metal plates and the wall, and it is almost impossible to pass through this passage without touching or moving the metal.

(End of this chapter)