At this moment, the fluorescent lamps above his head were lit one after another. Seeing this, Wei Ran immediately turned off the flashlight, hid in the shadow under the chassis of a truck, and waited patiently.

Less than a minute later, at the other end of the passage blocked by a tank, an explosion-proof door that seemed to only be openable from the opposite side was slowly pushed open.

Immediately afterwards, a man who was lame in one leg and needed crutches to move, but was wearing a Soviet military uniform and glasses on his face, was carrying a man who looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old, holding a

A girl armed with a silenced Makarov pistol, and a little boy who looked younger and held a flashlight walked out of it. He watched the three people supporting each other and carefully stepping on the paved floor.

The red bricks in the water moved towards the explosion-proof buffer door, but Wei Ran quietly moved his position, touched the edge of the half-open explosion-proof buffer door, and quickly took a look inside.

This chapter is not finished yet. Please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The space inside this explosion-proof door is quite large. From what you can see at a glance, it is at least a hundred square meters. The most conspicuous thing among them is the

The two big red oil storage tanks on the wall.

But it is obvious that the contents in these oil storage tanks

The fuel has long been gone, because each of the oil tanks has been cut with a hole large enough for people to enter. Although the hole is hung with a curtain, there is also bright light shining inside.

Outside the oil storage tank that was used for other purposes, there were many wires hanging against the wall. Some of these wires ended in light bulbs hanging from the ceiling, and some were plugs used to power televisions, radios, and video players.

Cable board. Others are used to power a heater.

There was actually a gas stove near the vent in the corner. Not only was a large pot of fragrant food cooking on the gas stove, but there was also a steaming kettle on it.

In addition to what can be seen at a glance, there are several thick curtains made of tarpaulin between the two oil storage tanks. On the side of the entrance, there is a table and three chairs placed against the wall.

Before he could decide whether to step in and take a look inside the illuminated oil storage tanks, the sound of crutches tapping the ground and slightly panicked urgings could be heard from the direction behind him.

But this time, Wei Ran did not hide. Instead, he just moved a step further away, cleared his throat to attract the attention of the three people, and raised his hands again.

Fortunately, the blond girl holding the weapon did not shoot him, but the younger boy immediately hit Wei Ran's face with the beam of the flashlight.

Upon seeing this, the man wearing a Soviet military uniform and holding a cane immediately called the two men and women to stop. After hesitating for a moment, he walked over alone on a cane and stood two meters in front of Wei Ran.

He gave a Soviet-style military salute and introduced himself with a serious expression, "Lamin Razvozaev, acting captain of the chemical defense fire brigade of the Grozny Civilian Underground Air Defense System."

"Victor"

Wei Ran introduced himself and returned a fairly standard Soviet-style military salute, then looked at the blast door next to him, "Do you mind inviting me to your house?"

"Of course, please come in!"

Laming did not ask Wei Ran how he broke free from the iron wire restraints, but simply raised his hand and asked him to pass through the half-open blast door.

"Sit anywhere you want"

While Lamin was speaking, he had already closed the thick explosion-proof door, and then he sat on the chair beside the table and took the initiative to explain, "This place was completed and put into use in the same month that the Soviet Union sent troops to Afghanistan. Outside.

The space is actually the real entrance and exit of the entire air defense system. In the event of an air raid or nuclear strike, surrounding citizens can enter here through the garage of the old fire station.

Unfortunately, during the fighting with the opposition in November, the old fire station was blown up, along with the buildings outside the entrance and exit."

"So you can't get out of here?" Wei Ran asked the most critical question. Laming shook his head, "You can't get out. Those building ruins have completely buried the entrance and exit, even the first explosion-proof layer that can resist nuclear explosions.

The door was completely buried by the building debris." "What about here?" Wei Ran pointed around. "This used to be the maintenance office."

Lamin smiled, "Of course, that was in the Soviet era, and those two oil tanks were still filled with enough fuel."

"What now?" Wei Ran asked curiously.

"Since the liberation of the Soviet Union... no, maybe since the end of the war in Afghanistan, this place has been used to grow unique products. Even the seeds of those unique products were brought back by the veterans from Afghanistan. After all, there is no need to worry here.

It will be discovered by the kgbs, right?"

Laming sighed, stood up with difficulty, and opened the curtain hanging on the oil storage tank, showing everything inside to Wei Ran without reservation. Seeing this, Wei Ran went over to take a look, only to find that this

In the two oil storage tanks with lights on, some vegetables such as tomatoes, potatoes, and cucumbers are grown in a three-dimensional planting method!

Sufficient light allows the plants in these two oil storage tanks to grow very well. There are several red tomatoes hanging in the positions visible to the naked eye, and there are even several bags of fertilizers in the innermost position.

Metal shelf.

"Before the war, I was a firefighter, and I was also one of the people who secretly grew unique products here."

Lamin sighed, "Later Duda

The Great Purge of Yev began. Russians, Ingush, and even some Chechens were killed, tortured, became criminals and imprisoned, and even became slaves.

.”

"so…"

"I am a Russian, from Orel, and I am also included in the purge."

Laming smiled mockingly to himself, "You must have never imagined that even drug dealers are more sane than those lunatics. Not only did they hide me here, they also found a way to send my daughter here."

"Outside...no, inside Marikov is..." "He is the accountant of the fire department"

Laming explained frankly, "He is also the accountant of our small team of unique product growers, and the young man outside is his youngest son."

"Is he also a Russian?"

"He?" Lamin shook his head. "He is not a Russian, a Chechen or an Ingush. He is a Soviet."

"Ha...Okay, a Soviet, another Soviet." Wei Ran did not delve into this issue and casually changed the subject, "What's wrong with your legs?"

"It was smashed last month when the exit was blown down."

Lamin replied nonchalantly, "My foot was crushed under the floor. I performed the amputation myself with a saw. I didn't expect to survive."

"Are you going to hide here forever?" Wei Ran continued to ask. "What else?" Laming spread his hands, "Until the war is over, the outside will not be safer than here."

Seeing that Wei Ran didn't speak, Laming was silent for a moment and asked, "It's your turn. How did you get here? What do you want to do?"

"Can you contact Malikov here?" Wei Ran asked and looked at the old-fashioned telephone on the TV.

"Every day at five o'clock in the morning, one o'clock in the afternoon and seven o'clock in the evening." Laming paused, "He can only call us, but we can't get through."

"Do you mind if I stroll around?" Wei Ran stood up and finally asked. "No, of course I don't mind." Lamin also stood up and said, "Please feel free to stroll around, but please be quiet so as not to disturb Malikov."

Gays cause trouble."
Chapter completed!