Passing through the savagely growing bushes at the end of the path is the snowy field in front of the hunter's cabin. From there to here, the distance is probably less than a hundred meters, but in the end the little girl's steps stopped because no one wanted her to come back.

Go to that room.

Lieutenant Colonel Andrei looked at this girl who had so much time to spare. It would be embarrassing to join the Lenin Young Pioneers of the Soviet Union at the age of 11 or 2, but few parents are willing to send their young children to a place where their private lives are chaotic. After all, the summer camp of the Communist Youth League is here.

The Cold War era has evolved to the point where it can be equated with 'promiscuous parties' (demographic arms race).

Children of an age who should have been letting loose at summer camp or playing in the snow on the streets of Moscow are now standing in front of me holding a bone dagger. This feeling is very strange, but it is so fitting that the afternoon of the disintegration of the motherland was full of emotions.

The flaming chaos of Moscow in the evening.

His eyes stopped on the bone dagger in the girl's hand. It was said to be a bone dagger, but in fact it was a bone claw ripped off the hand of a certain creature. It was as long as a sickle. It was not difficult to guess the origin of this thing.

"Are you here to kill me?" Lieutenant Colonel Andre asked.

The girl nodded.

"I am not the master of the Nibelungs."

"I know." The girl said, "There is no difference."

Lieutenant Colonel Andre looked at the girl again and then nodded, "Yes, there is no difference."

Regardless of whether the KGB lieutenant colonel was the instigator of the twisted space that enveloped this vast coniferous forest, there was still no difference in the final outcome. If the girl wanted to leave alone with the little boy, the lieutenant colonel would always stand in their way.

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This is a conflict of different positions. Behind the lieutenant colonel represents the last hope of yesterday's Soviet Union. Even if it is as small as dust, the lieutenant colonel will reach out and hold it tightly. This is the belief of a true soldier under the red flag. Even if the

The military uniform that was not taken off even in Siberia has proven everything.

"Before we start, can you tell me what happened in Black Swan Port?" Lieutenant Colonel Andre looked at the girl and asked calmly.

The girl was silent for a few seconds, looked at the tall and tall middle-aged man and said softly, "Everyone is dead, doctor, everyone."

"Doctor, are you talking about Dr. Herzog?" Lieutenant Colonel Andre asked, and the girl nodded in affirmation.

"You know Doctor."

"His name was mentioned in the 'Red Book' at the bottom of Bunker 42. If my guess is correct, he should be the person in charge of Black Swan Port?" Andre said slowly.

"Bunker No. 42?" the little girl looked up and asked Andre.

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Bunker No. 42, even in the Soviet Union, very few people know of its existence. This project is absolutely confidential. Construction workers rotate regularly, and construction work is also carried out at night. The excavated earth, rocks and required building materials are

They are all transported through the tunnel of Taganka Metro Station. This secret project cannot be discovered from the ground. Even the construction team itself does not know what project they are actually building.

On the eve of the disintegration of the Soviet Union, Lieutenant Colonel Andrei received an order to go to a building three kilometers away from the Kremlin. The elevator in the building led directly to a facility 65 meters underground.

When the elevator stopped, what appeared in front of Lieutenant Colonel Andre was a nuclear war shelter that had not yet been activated.

The person who asked him to come here told him that the purpose of building Bunker 42 was to provide a temporary shelter for the Soviet top brass and the military in case Moscow was attacked by a nuclear attack, so that they could continue to live and direct the war here.

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Therefore, the construction tasks of Bunker No. 42 are extremely complex. Inside the bunker, ventilation systems, communication systems, and complete life support systems are all available, as well as a large amount of food, drinking water, and fuel.

Lieutenant Colonel Andre passed through those dazzling areas one by one, and finally stopped at the lowest area in Bunker 42. He remembered that it was blocked by a two-meter-thick iron door.

, after typing in the password, the complex mechanical transmission device opened the door, and behind the door was a comprehensive file library.

Lieutenant Colonel Andre's goal that time was a document in the archives, a secret project called the "Red Book". He found the red-covered folder in the deepest part of the archives and opened it.

When he opened it, he was attracted by the scrawled handwriting on the back of the cover.

"I think if that day really comes, the sky above the Kremlin wall will be black, and there will no longer be the melting red of the sunset. Our enemies will come in the dark night to exhaust all their abilities.

To stain our flag that symbolizes faith and honor, and to discredit our great achievements.

They will blaspheme the Bolshevik Revolution, vilify our great men and leaders, and ridicule everything we have as mud washed away by floods. Even the "October Revolution" may be questioned for its correctness. These are all foreseeable.

, my friend, because history is always written only by the victors, you know this

And the meaning of our existence is to postpone the arrival of this day indefinitely to the future until we reach the end of the universe.

Yinlia Yinvanov, Jung von Herzog"

Andrei's finger traced the squiggle signature. He recognized this name because he had seen him on the KGB's anti-revolutionary list or the previous anti-revolutionary list, but he had never heard of the second name.

It sounds like a German name. Why does it appear in Soviet secret files?

The first name is Yin Liya Yin Vanov.

A well-known artificial insemination expert in the Soviet Union. He had cultivated various hybrid animals and was somewhat famous in the biological world. But what really made him famous was his appearance in "Russian Times" and "Pravda" in 1974.

In the newspapers, he tried to conduct a 'human-ape hybrid' experiment at the ape breeding base in Suhu, the Soviet Union, to create genetic warriors to fight against the Axis powers.

Human-ape hybridization. This experiment that extremely challenged the bottom line of human morality was openly placed in front of everyone. Therefore, Yinlia Yinvanov was naturally saddled with the reputation of annihilating human nature and losing moral integrity. No one knew what was going on in his head.

What was he thinking? I just thought that he was a madman whose brain was occupied by madness and chaos. Thousands of people signed a petition asking the Soviet Academy of Sciences to put this madman in a lunatic asylum.

However, what I never expected was that the Soviet government agreed to this application for an experiment, and approved funding to allow Yinlia Yinvanov to find suitable chimpanzees suitable for human-ape hybrid experiments, and conduct artificial insemination to cultivate offspring.

Andre was not surprised. Everything that was bizarre and subversive of imagination had the power to take the stage in March 1947, when the Truman Doctrine was introduced. Human-ape hybrids may challenge moral limits in the eyes of others, but in other people's eyes,

In the eyes of some people, they can only see the "possibilities" behind this plan.

Opening the first page of the red book, Andre saw a yellowed photo of a lush forest, with a black stone statue of an ape standing at a right angle.

There is a handwritten comment under the photo:

"Experiment Diary, October 3, 1975.

The laboratory is located in Abkhazia, at the junction of Georgia and the motherland. The motherland promises that funds for the experimental phase will be approved every six months, and the KGB secret police will go to check the progress of the experiment. The 'human-ape hybrid warrior' is what they are aiming for.

The name of the experimental plan is to conduct a hybrid experiment in a zoo, which is not much different from my original idea."

Andre continued to scroll back and soon saw a photo whose color was faded to almost black and white, but the content was more dazzling than blood and made people want to vomit.

The photo shows a chimpanzee giving birth in a laboratory. Surrounded by the operating table are doctors in white coats holding notebooks. They bent forward slightly and covered their mouths and noses with notebooks, carefully observing the birth process.

In the process, the savagery of beasts and the coldness of science are mixed in the black and white film, forming a different kind of cruelty.

"Experiment diary, December 11, 1975.

Our final result is to obtain a new species of ape for our motherland. They will be about 1.9 to 2.3 meters tall and covered in brown-black hair. They will initially be put to work in the salt mines and will be extremely powerful.

, tireless." This is the comment under the photo.

Andrei continued to turn the pages. The photos faithfully recorded every progress of the human-ape hybrid experiment, but more approvals than experimental progress made him feel that this was more like Dr. Yinlya Yinvanov's diary from that period.

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"January 1, 1976. In the new year, we are conducting a new base alignment test, and the fetal survival rate is still zero. The examiners who came to inspect and allocate funds are very dissatisfied. I don't know what they are anxious about.

, this is the beginning of research.”

"February 20, 1976. There are no articles criticizing me in "Pravda". Is the motherland involved in controlling public opinion? Or is people's sense of justice and criticism always like this three-minute heat? I am temporarily confused.

In the dark, the fetal survival rate is still zero."

"March 1, 1976. I caught my three assistants playing cards in the laboratory, Texas Hold'em, a new game for Americans. I heard it is very popular in Las Vegas. I caught them slacking off.

They confiscated the playing cards and severely scolded them that the laboratory is a sacred place and cannot be desecrated. If they want to play cards, go to the dormitory!"

"March 2, 1976. I heard my assistants whispering that I was angry yesterday because I only knew how to play 'fool's poker' (a simple poker game in the Soviet era)."

"March 3, 1976. The experiment did not go well. The success rate of embryo implantation in the normal process is still zero. I have some doubts about whether there is something wrong with the direction of my experiment. If I want to start from another direction, maybe I

You have to find colleagues in the same field and different directions for inspiration.”

"On the morning of March 10, 1976, I wrote a letter inquiring about cross-species artificial insemination to my old friend in Germany. He is the best biological scientist I know, with expertise in genetics, pathology, and regenerative biology.

He has unique insights. I was his fan in college, but I haven’t heard his name in the academic world in recent years. Has he given up on academic research?

In the afternoon, I found those assistants playing poker again. Damn it, I have to ask the people in charge of supplies to stop bringing in these entertainment products. Americans rely on these cultural invasions to gradually erode our revolutionary spirit."

"March 25, 1976. Assistant Andrew taught me how to play Texas Hold'em."

"March 26, 1976. Playing cards."

"March 27, 1976. Playing cards."

"At noon on April 28, 1976, the KGB review officer raided our laboratory and found a few assistants who were playing cards and were lazy and reported to me. It seemed that he was dissatisfied with the zero survival rate of embryos and carried out an investigation on us.

The serious criticism that lasted for half an hour said that he was considering proposing to his superiors to interrupt our experiment. This was not good. He had to find a way to discuss with his assistants how to appease him.

In the afternoon, Assistant Andrew suggested that I use funds to bribe the examiner, which is really crazy. There is not much funding for the experiment, so how could I use it to bribe officials? Moreover, he is the KGB! Secret police!"

"April 29, 1976. Andrew taught the examiner Texas Hold'em. He heard that he would play cards with us in the afternoon. How did he do it?"

"April 30, 1976. The guy who invented Texas hold'em poker was a genius. Playing with the examiner."

"May 1, 1976. The examiner left in the morning. He said that he would postpone our review and assessment, and by the way, he applied to his superiors for early release of experimental funds for the second half of the year. Hey, don't mention it, there is really something weird about playing cards.

magic."

Are you sure it's not because you lose too much in poker and make the examiner happy to win?

Andre paused when he reached this point.

He roughly flipped back a few pages and found that the dozens of reports and annotations were full of words about playing cards, and there were even scenes of several men in white coats playing poker in the laboratory.
To be continued...