My name is Lu Mingfei, not Lu Mingfei!

Chapter 190 189. The route to the new century (1)

Christmas is coming as promised, and the snow is so thick that it is difficult to open the main entrance of the port, but it is getting warmer and warmer inside Black Swan Port, with the indoor temperature reaching an unprecedented 28 degrees.

This is because Dr. Herzog provided the boiler room with an extra two tons of fuel and told them to make sure the room was as warm as spring so that the girls could put on their beautiful dresses and dance.

He happily announced to everyone through the radio that Major Bondarev from Moscow was trying to help Black Swan Port solve the winter material problem. Since supplies are not a problem, there is no need to save so much. Everyone gets what they want. The officers have liquor and cigarettes, the nurses get perfume and stockings, and the children are like what is described in the book. Like those children living in Moscow, they dress in festive costumes, wear leather hats, and eat popcorn, ice cream, and potato goulash.

Amid the sound of heating and music, colorful ribbons were flying, the hall was brightly lit, soldiers played the accordion, young girls sang and danced, and children made wishes around the huge Christmas tree. Dr. Herzog came to the hall and dressed in a black dress. A beautiful rose-red tie. As the highest authority here, he came to deliver a holiday speech.

"My dear friends, today is the most important day in Black Swan Port. Our friend Major Bondarev from Moscow has confirmed to me that our research work has been highly praised by our superiors! Soon we will be in batches Go home to visit relatives, everyone here will be rewarded, you will have military medals, you can go to the sea for vacation, you are the heroes of the country. Sing and dance! On this beautiful night!"

Herzog raised his glass, and everyone raised their glass, whether adults or children. Some people say that even children in the Soviet Union can learn to drink from an early age.

Renata stood behind the Christmas tree and watched everyone cheering. The soldiers and nurses hugged and kissed each other excitedly. Being able to go home to visit relatives was everyone's expectation here, and Dr. Herzog's promise was exciting.

But Renata didn't believe what the doctor said. Zero said that tonight was the last chance. They had made enough preparations before that, which meant that every word the doctor said tonight was a lie. To her, It's like the hiss of a poisonous snake before it attacks, it's terrifying.

Dr. Herzog clinked glasses with everyone and then returned to the office to continue working. The officers quietly praised his dedication. Renata looked up at the clock in the hall and silently counted five minutes to make sure the doctor was far away. She moved carefully against the wall. No one noticed her sneakiness. The door quietly opened a gap and was closed again. Renata managed to slip into the hallway.

She had to find Number Zero. On this night when everyone was cheering, Number Zero still did not appear in everyone's sight. She was still locked in Room Zero, as if the world had forgotten her.

Time is very tight, because she doesn't know when the accident will happen. Renata can actually choose to leave alone. She has been told the escape method and preparations for Zero, as long as she is willing. But since that day, Renata has accepted Zero, the omnipotent devil friend, and they have made a contract that they will never leave, and she is now going to fulfill the contract. Renata Yevgeny Chicherin was always a serious child who made others put their lives in her hands.

The lieutenant on duty in the boiler room collapsed on the duty desk, still holding a bottle of Red Label vodka in his hand. A steel-core bullet penetrated his heart. Bondarev stood behind the lieutenant holding a Markov pistol. Dr. Herzog lit the match and threw it into the tank filled with fuel. It took only a second for the raging flames to rush into the cold storage. The fire was scorching the thick ice, and an embryo as big as a thumb was faintly frozen in the ice.

"Are they all embryos mixed with dragon genes?" Bondarev asked.

"Products with immature technology may get out of control, so there is no need to take them away." Herzog wiped the fuel on his hands, "Most of the things have been moved, and we will take the last batch of products ourselves. Let’s go, the second-generation product is even better, more powerful and controllable. The next target is the archives, and all unnecessary data must be burned.”

Bondarev put a large can of fuel on his shoulder and walked out of the boiler room side by side with the doctor. The extra fuel allocated to the boiler room was not only used for heating, but also used to burn away the secrets that could not be taken away.

At the end of the pier, Herzog and Bondarev turned and looked back at the blazing Black Swan Port. Flames spurted out from every window, and explosions undulated against each other. No one could leave the port alive. The dance in the hall gathered everyone together. Whether it was food, drinks, or the warm air from the ventilation ducts, all of them were filled with hallucinogens comparable to drugs, and everyone was singing and dancing. People cannot hear the explosion outside and will only die in their dreams.

In the fiery twilight, the black shadow was slowly approaching the port. The icebreaker Lenin arrived at Black Swan Harbor at the last moment of its life. It was not here to deliver supplies, but to say goodbye.

The huge whirring sound covered up the wind and snow, the searchlight beam hit the pier, the halo helicopter's rotor scattered the flying snow in the sky, and four people in military uniforms hung down from the hanging ladder, just like they had done in the past, they were Came to help carry the last cargo.

There are not many of these things, only a few metal insulation cabins are left, but Herzog hid these until the end, because this is what he calls the second-generation product, and it is his most important research result. In this bloody transaction, , Herzog has always regarded them as trump cards to press the bottom of the box, and was unwilling to take them out until now.

"A flawless second-generation product!" Herzog patted the metal insulation cabin, "Powerful and controllable. The only problem is that I still haven't figured out which gene fragments are controllable and which ones are not. "

"You just said that the second generation is perfect." Bondarev complained.

"Don't worry, listen to me." Herzog said, "Each incubation cabin here is filled with a child from a genetic comparison experiment. There are two children in a pair, each carrying two different genes. We only need Let them grow up and observe their personalities and daily behaviors, and you will know who is more perfect and who is uncontrollable. The latter does not mean failure, on the contrary, their power may even be greater than the former. Even if you induce it, it can become a reliable weapon, even if it goes berserk, it may turn into a bloodthirsty explosive dragon."

"Risk always coexists with reward." Bondarev smiled and nodded, "I may prefer the crazy one to the stable one."

He suddenly pulled out the Makarov pistol and pulled the trigger continuously. The steel-core bullets pierced Dr. Herzog's chest one after another, tearing the aging heart into countless pieces.

Herzog vomited blood, which was mixed with lung fragments. His lungs were also destroyed by the way. He looked at Bondarev with shock in his eyes. He did not choose to believe all of Bondarev, so he left these special embryos until the end, but he still misunderstood Bondarev's purpose.

"Without me... you couldn't complete the research..." Herzog hissed.

"We have no intention of completing your research at all. You are indeed above us in some aspects, but you still know too little about the dragon race itself."

Bondarev's pupils were filled with gorgeous golden color, and he kicked Herzog into the snow. Although he was not a good person, it is difficult for a villain to like another villain, Herzog. Bondarev was disgusted.

"You all heard it. This is what we want. Each of the second-generation embryos artificially created by Herzog through genetic experiments is comparable to A-level or above bloodlines. The offspring of this pair of bloodline hybrids are becoming increasingly powerless. It’s a temptation I can’t refuse.” Bondarev said with a smile, “Then now is the time to share.”

Everyone took off their wind and snow masks, and everyone's eyes bloomed with brilliant gold. One of them was Li Wuyue, who was just here for a formality. The huge investment does not come from one family, but these huge families cooperate with each other and come together with what each other needs.

"This scene really makes me feel like the World War is about to happen again." Looking at these half-familiar faces, Bondarev couldn't help but whistle playfully, "Italians, British, Germans, and Chinese, Let’s rob things from the Soviet research institute together. Is this a mixed race world war?”

"Suck it up, Italians. If you really want to mention that period of history, your glorious achievements have been talked about as a laughing stock by people all over the world for many years." The only woman present was the British one. A handsome stallion, this young girl's resistance is particularly strong and she has never given the Italians a good look.

She leaned over and observed the marks on the metal insulated cabins, which represented the origin of the embryos: "I really don't know how Herzog collected the genes of hybrids from all over the world in such a ghost place, even in a country like South Africa. They are found in remote areas.”

"Collecting genes is Alexander's business, Herzog only uses it." The German is an old man. Standing in this kind of ice and snow is a challenge for any elderly person, even if the heating facilities are provided. , but the old man's nose was only slightly red, and his speech was still as sonorous and powerful as a young man's.

"It seems that we can only take away embryos that are more suitable for the race. You don't want the child you take away to grow up to be black." The Chinese man also started to look at the marks, and soon he became happy, because Siberia is relatively close to East Asia and Central Asia, so procurement is more convenient, and there are more embryos from this area. He may be the most profitable person today.

Li Wuyue didn't speak. He just followed Bondarev to confirm whether the old acquaintance existed here. In front of this spoils distribution meeting, he showed little interest and treated each other with cold eyes. These human hybrids seemed extremely precious. In his eyes, bloodline embryos are just poor imitations of rubbish.

The distribution of the spoils ended quickly. Britain, Germany, and Italy each took away two metal insulation cabins, each containing an embryo for a comparative experiment. Only the Chinese man received four metal insulation cabins. Not only did he have more choices, but also because he was also tasked with an additional and special task today, which was a little reward for him.

"Then we will go our separate ways tonight, hoping that we will not meet again in the future, so as not to be reminded of this history that we do not want to remember." Bondarev paid respects to Herzog's body like a pious priest. .

No one responded to his enthusiasm, and everyone was indifferent as if they were strangers. There are always many secrets that need to be buried in history. Although the way to hide them is to kill the insiders, they cannot take action against each other. Behind each person represents extremely huge energy. If these people die tonight Here, the entire mixed-race society may collapse. Without leadership and control, and possessing far more power than ordinary people, who knows what it will look like.

Li Wuyue and Bondarev were the first to board the halo helicopter and send a light signal to the Lenin. The remaining halo helicopters on the Lenin took off immediately, each representing a different force. Bondarev's helicopter then flew in the completely opposite direction and disappeared into the night beyond the reach of the fire. He knew that others would do the same. It would be the Chinese man who drove the Lenin back tonight, and the others They have all mobilized their own forces to concentrate near Verkhoyansk, and everyone has their own way to disperse. In this way, even if the spy satellite detects the explosion of Black Swan Port, it will not be possible to confirm what happened to track so many people at the same time. Target.

One helicopter after another took off carrying tonight's loot, and in the end only the Chinese man was left, showing a helpless smile. He knew very well why he was left to carry out that mission... In front of these ancient families, he could only be regarded as a newcomer, and his current strength was not as good as others. When the plan was proposed, those who agreed The look in his eyes determined that he would continue to accomplish great things.

The Chinese man picked up an ice pick and dug a hole in the ice. With his strength, it was not difficult to accomplish this kind of thing. Each blow was as powerful as a grenade explosion, and the ice and snow dug out could splash up to two meters high. He needed to dig a hole in the ice to hide Herzog's body. At such a long distance, the vacuum bomb could not completely destroy Herzog's body. It would only damage Herzog's body to the point where the wounds could not be identified. Then the Alexander family who came after the incident would inevitably use the charred remains to identify the wounds. The skeleton finds out Herzog's identity, so that tonight's Black Swan Harbor will not really have no survivors.

He dug an ice cave that was large enough to completely fit into Herzog, threw the body in, and covered it with drifting snow and broken ice. In such an alpine zone, the year-round wind and snow would make the place buried deeper, even if it reached It will not melt and reveal itself next summer.

After doing all this, he carried the metal insulation cabin and walked towards the last hovering Halo helicopter. This helicopter will return to the Lenin, and the Lenin will then head for the Arctic Ocean to circle around, pretending that he is a passing scientific expedition. Boat, and then go to where you should go. It will be a long journey.

The helicopter stirred up the wind and snow, and flew towards the Lenin in the sky with flames. The man turned his head and looked, with gold and flames rippling in his eyes. Swan Harbor, which was sitting on the ice and snow, was also very beautiful when it was destroyed. Such a blazing behemoth, Even from such a distance, you can feel the unique warmth. He couldn't help but sigh that this might be a turning day in the history of human hybrids, and such secrets might become dusty history that could never be opened after the death of the participants. Returning from personally participating in such a major event , it’s really a bit emotional.

Just when the man was thinking about this, he had already returned to the Lenin, so he could not see the sound coming from under the ice cave he had just buried, like bamboo shoots springing up after the rain. Breaking out of the ground.