In the dim underground passage, Athol and Gala, who were responsible for leading the way, led Wei Ran and others and continued walking in the underground passage that definitely didn't smell good.

Although Athol had just said that they would soon encounter a gate with a Chechen handle, in fact, this underground transportation system was far more complicated than they thought.

Sewage wells, thermal wells, underground communication trenches that existed when this military fortress was first built before World War II, and even the air defense system built during the Cold War.

All of this was opened up and connected by the Chechens, and mines, traps, and even Chechen guards of varying numbers were placed in various nooks and crannies in inconspicuous but final places, as well as a small number of refugees who escaped from the surface.

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Under the leadership of Athol and Gala, two mercenaries who seemed to be particularly cooperative, they walked through a fork in the road without any danger and passed through refugee gathering places. When they stopped again, they were not far ahead.

There, there was an electric light on both sides of a fork connected to the sewage channel, and between the two lights was a large iron gate guarded by two machine gun fortresses pointing in different directions.

Without pausing at all, Athol greeted the two machine gunners sitting in the fire bunker warmly in French to open the door.

Contrary to everyone's expectations, the door was opened very quickly. There was no interrogation or any ID checking, and one of them pulled open the iron door.

"Thanks"

Athol switched to English and spoke politely, and then got in first, regardless of whether they could understand.

When Wei Ran and Feishenke followed through the rusty iron gate, they immediately felt the heat wave and the strong smell of body odor.

Looking around, I saw that on both sides of this underground corridor, which was less than two meters wide, and more than one meter above the floor, there were densely packed pipes of various thicknesses and sizes, some of which could dissipate heat.

On the pipeline, there were some clothes that seemed to have just been cleaned, or even leather boots, and a kerosene lamp hung higher up.

There were several wooden benches placed against the wall under the pipes, and even the floor was covered with carpets from who knows where.

On those chairs, there were a few Chechen soldiers with bare feet sitting crookedly in twos and threes.

However, looking at the disposable syringes and ampoules with blood stains left in the lunch boxes next to them, as well as the strange crazy and happy expressions on their faces, you can tell that these Chechen soldiers watching the door have probably already knocked.

Hi.

Looking at each other, everyone tacitly released the silent pistols in the inner compartment of their body armor.

"Wait a moment"

Just as a group of them were about to pass through the passage where these drug addicts were holding hands, a Chechen soldier wearing a turban and holding an AKS74U in his arms stared at bloodshot eyes and shouted in English with a strong accent to stop.

attracted everyone.

Seeing everyone stop and look at him, the Chechen soldier yawned and made a scissor-hand gesture, "Do you have any cigarettes?"

"Yes, of course."

As Wei Ran spoke, he loosened his grip on the silent pistol, took out the Marlboro that the American soldier had given him not long ago from the ammunition pouch on his chest, and handed it to the other party.

The Chechen soldier took the cigarette, took out one, and lit it. He put the cigarette case into his pocket as a matter of course, and then pulled out a packaged disposable syringe and an ampoule containing powder from the aluminum lunch box next to him.

He handed it to Wei Ran, "How about you bring me some of your cigarettes when you come out?"

"No problem" Wei Ran happily took the syringe and ampoule and put them in his pocket.

They passed through the passage held by a few obviously unconscious Chechen soldiers without any danger. Less than ten meters forward, the group came to a half-open concrete explosion-proof door.

Continuing forward, they passed through an explosion buffer wall. Not only did the width of this underground passage increase to nearly three meters, but there were also dim yellow mining lamps with metal protective nets placed at regular intervals above their heads.

Look at the red brick walls and pitted floors to the left, right and below, and even the intricate, rusty pipes against the wall.

Road, all of this may easily allow the history of this underground passage to be traced back to the time when this military fortress city was first established before World War II.

When everyone walked forward along the tide for a hundred meters and turned three 90-degree turns in succession, an underground hall connecting several forks appeared directly in front of them.

From here on, the red-clad underground walls were replaced by concrete. Each room connected to this hall was also equipped with metal explosion-proof doors, and the specific purpose was written in rusty Russian. Obviously, here

The Soviet-style underground buildings come from the Cold War era.

In addition to these underground buildings, there were many people in this bright space, including blacks and whites, Chechens, and Afghans wearing turbans. Weiran even saw a few Asians inside.

He was of Asian descent, and the way the other party bowed frequently made him guess the breeds of these Asians.

You are really everywhere...

Wei Ran murmured to himself, put his arm around Atsol's neck pretending to be affectionate, and asked in a low voice as he continued to walk forward, "Where is this place?"

"Transit Station"

Athol glanced at the F1 lemon grenade hidden in Wei Ran's sleeve, swallowed his saliva and whispered, "This is called a transit station. It is used to settle commissions, exchange information, rest weapons and replenish ammunition. Everyone knows how to do it."

Come here. The managers of each mercenary group are also stationed here. If you want to change teams, just find them."

"Where's that shopping mall?" Wei Ran asked in a low voice, "What's that there?" "The command center on the ground."

Assol explained in a low voice, "It's also a resting point on the ground. You saw it when you walked along the way just now. This road is too far, and there are many mines and traps along the way. It's okay if there are only one or two people, but if there are too many

It’s relatively big, so it’s more convenient to have it on the ground.”

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Who did you kill in Madagascar? And how did you successfully escape from prison?" Weiran suddenly changed the question, and Assol could not help but shudder.

He looked at Wei Ran with a horrified face.

"Don't stop." Wei Ran gently tapped the opponent's chin with the butt of the grenade.

After coming back to his senses, Atsol, who was obviously frightened, took a deep breath, and with a suppressed tremor, reluctantly replied, "I shot a child, you...how did you know about this?"

Yes?"

"Mrs. Margot told us"

Wei Ran pretended to reply calmly, but in fact he was staring at the expression on the other person's face, which was both expected and unexpected. Just from his horrified expression, he knew that this matter was actually true.

"You...you are..."

"It's your employer." Wei Ran tapped Assol's collarbone with the grenade in his cuff, and asked when the other party's psychological defense was at its most relaxed due to panic and panic, "What's next?"

"There will be three forks ahead."

Assol took a deep breath and replied, "I don't know where the fork in the road on the left leads to. It has been guarded by Chechens and no one is allowed to approach or pass. The road in the middle leads to this underground air defense building.

The ammunition depot at the end of the bunker, where ammunition is usually obtained, is also guarded by Chechens."

"So we take the right one?" Wei Ran asked with a smile. "Yes."

Assol nodded, "That passage not only leads to the air defense system underground in the security department building, but also connects to the direction of the Petroleum Research Institute in the north of the city, so as long as the Poles guarding there don't mind their own business, we can get there smoothly.

of."

After a pause, Athol continued, "But if you want to go to the Presidential Palace, you have to rush to the Ministry of Security building first and then go around there."

"What about the troop deployment?" Wei Ran continued to ask, "The Ministry of Security building is an important commanding height. From there, you can almost observe the battlefield of the Presidential Palace and the train station at the same time."

"So there are a lot of people?" "At least there are definitely a lot of people on the ground."

Assol slowed down slightly and waited until a few Chechens carrying rocket ammunition boxes walked away from them, then continued, "If you want to go to the presidential palace, you have to go through there."

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Speaking of which, a dark fork in the road appeared on the right side of their group.

Everyone who didn't stop looked at each other, adjusted their positions in a tacit understanding and walked in.

Gradually, the bustling underground hall behind them only left them with a lighted hole. And directly in front, a gate appeared.

On the other side of the fence gate, there were not only four soldiers in camouflage uniforms playing cards around a table, but there were also two machine gun fire bunkers built with sandbags next to them.

Behind the two fire bunkers was a blast-proof door that was ajar.

"who?"

Just as Wei Ran and Feishenke followed Athol and the two men to the dim lighting in front of the fence, a soldier in camouflage uniforms on the other side of the fence had already picked up the folding AK rifle that was placed on the table.

He asked loudly in English with a Slavic accent.

"Musketeers Mercenary Group"

Athol kicked the fence door impatiently, "Open the door quickly, we are going to take a shortcut to the general hospital in the north to get some benefits." "That musketeer who is in the women's business? You guys are late." Iron fence

The soldier in camouflage uniform sat down again, put down the gun in his hand, picked up the playing cards on the table, and said with some gloating, "We received an order this afternoon to prohibit any mercenaries from going to the complex from here.

"The battlefield in the hospital." "Why?" Assol asked dissatisfied. "Of course because the manpower there is enough for the time being." The gloating in the soldier's tone became more and more undisguised, even the other four people around the table

He also burst into laughter, "You just stay here and continue to clean up the Russians in the train station."

"So even your Polish team can't pass?" Assol couldn't help but ask.

"Musketeer, are you a child still nursing?" Another soldier who seemed to be from Poland laughed and taunted, "Get out of here quickly, this is not the place you should be."

"Captain, if that's the case, let's go back." Culp, who was standing behind, said loudly, "We'll probably get over on the ground."

"Your people are right, you can pass through the ground." The four soldiers in the fence let out unbridled laughter, "If you want to come back through this passage, we will open the door for you."

"As long as there are no new orders, you are not allowed to come back." Another soldier teased Athol and sat down at the card table again.

Seeing this, Assol and Gala, who had been silent next to him, looked at each other. The two of them spread their hands towards each other. Not only did their faces not show any anger, but they already showed expressions of anticipation.

At the same time, the ammunition pack Agni and the demolition hand Rezli had quietly retreated under the cover of the bodies of the people in front of them, hiding their bodies in the darkness of the passage that was not illuminated by lights, and those who retreated first

Machine gunner Serge set up his machine gun early and pointed the muzzle in the direction he came from.

"Let's go back." Asher saw Liu Xiaoyin winking at him and immediately issued an order loudly.

Hearing this, the four Polish soldiers hiding on the other side of the fence threw the two playing cards on the table with impatient eyes. Wei Ran and Fischenk also dropped the two cards on the table at the same time.
To be continued...