"A total of 128 iron cabinets (when the iron cabinets became units of measurement) and genetic samples have been successively transported to the Lenin by Guò Halo helicopter; The $200 million has also been transferred to your Deutsche Bank account. Now it's just one last step. ”

Mercer, disguised as Bondarev, was reporting in Herzog's office, with Tchaikovsky's Swan Lake playing on an old record player.

"This blueprint is a great way to help us solve this last problem." Herzog spread out a drawing on his solid wood desk, which showed the architectural design of Black Swan Harbor. "Originally, in order to keep it secret, the construction of the Black Swan Port was also specially designed through guò - as long as it is detonated at these points, then the entire Black Swan Port will completely collapse, and there is no possibility of recovery."

"It's awesome." Bondarev ...... Or rather, Mercer whistled lightly to show his praise for the plan.

"I don't know why, I always feel like you're getting a little weird, Major......" Herzog looked at Mercer and shook his head in confusion, if he had traveled from the afterlife, he would have understood that Mercer's state was obviously funny.

"Forget it, let's leave this alone - at the moment we still have one more difficulty to solve, which is a squadron of Su-27 heavy fighters stationed at the Verkhoyansk airbase. They were ordered to destroy the entire Black Swan Harbor if necessary, without any survivors, and unfortunately, I was under surveillance. ”

"Well, let's be honest, Doctor, there were no fighters on board the Lenin. I don't think that with our halo transport helicopters can go to the death with a squadron of Su-27 heavy fighters. Mercer shrugged his shoulders and ignored Herzog's increasingly strange gaze, indicating that there was nothing he could do.

"Of course, I didn't say that I expected to win a fighter with a halo...... What this means is that we can first set the Black Swan Harbor on fire, attract them with the light of the fire, and then bury them here with the 48 vacuum bombs buried under the Black Swan Harbor. Herzog waved his hand, full of murderous domineering. In this way, it is possible to falsify the phenomenon that there is not a single survivor. ”

"That's a good plan, but the Halo Helicopter can't get close in a dust explosion that even fighter jets can't survive." Mercer clapped his hands in appreciation, but also voiced doubts. "And even if it's just in the recent snowstorms...... The aura also can't fly. ”

"So we can only use the most primitive method," Herzog also expressed helplessness at this point, "dog sledding." ”

Imagine two great conspirators turning their hands into clouds and rain, but still having to huddle on a sleigh and run against a few puppies to escape Black Swan Harbor...... Mercer almost burst out laughing.

"The puppies are elves in the snow, and it's no problem to walk this way."

Bondarev was still talking about the sled dog, as if to add a little confidence to the future action, but Mercer was really holding back his stomach - ah, by the way, did the original form have a stomach? Probably not, right?

"Major Bondarev, you ......" "I'm sorry, I'm just suddenly thinking of something funny, you continue to ......"

Major 'Bondarev' on the sofa had a pained expression on his face, but the smile was completely concealed. Herzog turned his head and sighed, then for the first time began to reflect and wonder if it was right to work with this guy.

When we first met, I was still a very serious and reliable person!

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It's starting to snow in the harbor.

As in every previous year, the cotton wool-like snow fell slowly, sporadically on the somewhat yellowed lawn, like the grass blooming white velvet flowers. According to past experience, the snow will fall heavier and heavier in the following days, and the pieces will be the size of goose feathers, and the whole Black Swan Harbor will be covered in a white coat.

Renata looked at it and wanted to touch it, but at the same time remembered the withered Arctic poppy she had placed in the white iron box.

On such extraordinarily cold days, the number of times the actual yàn will also decrease; When the night came, the nurses would occasionally take the children to sit by the oven, and then draw a book and read a short story or two—the warmth of the fire was like a mother's embrace, and the nurse's rarely calm tone reminded her of her parents. In the old days, Renata looked forward to this kind of cold snowy day in addition to the night of the full moon the most.

It's still been cold this year, but many things have been completely different.

There is no fire, no story, and the hearts of longing under the cold are telling the desire for a better future, gathering together to light the Black Swan Harbor on Christmas Eve in 1991.

Renata was gesturing with a white shirt with embroidered lace, and her camel-colored tweed skirt with fur trim, a cylindrical fur hat, and camel-colored wool boots were placed on the bed.

In anticipation of the evening dance, the doctor had the head nurse open the suitcases in the warehouse and generously offered the children to choose from - there were so many kinds of clothing that Renata was stunned by, black night dresses, sundresses that were smudged like flowers, and even high heels and stockings worn by adults...... It's the last night anyway, and it happens to be a festival, so why not have a big and celebratory ball?

The girls chased and frolicked in the hallways, teasing each other about their new outfits and figures, and playing with each other; The boys outside the door listened carefully to the noise inside, and could not help but think about fluttering and whispering, blushing and heartbeat, but occasionally chanting the name of one of them mischievously.

Renata had never been very gregarious, so no one bothered her, so that she could be happy for a long time in front of these few clothes that looked simple to others but which she thought were the best she had in her life.

"Little Zorro wants to protect me! I must get ...... Freely! ”

She kissed the bear on the forehead, and her little face revealed an unprecedented firmness.

After Zero's flickering and Mercer's guidance, this little Lori has completely solidified her idea of "freedom or death", and was also informed by the two of what was about to happen in Black Swan Harbor...... All ruined miè! All will be buried here! Little Lori is not a saint - in fact, with her mind and experience, she still does not understand the difference between good and bad - she just wants to escape alive, see her parents, and breathe free air.

Wearing beautiful clothes, your parents will be very happy to see them, right?

"Put on your clothes, little girls, and open the door! I've got to give you a lesson before the prom, so you don't mess around!" The head nurse shouted in a rough voice outside the door at this time. In front of the building, a number of officers and nurses had already gathered, and the officers had changed into their most glamorous military uniforms and pinned a few medals, and the nurses had put on woolen skirts and knee-high heeled boots, and had put on light makeup.

Everyone was looking forward to the dance party in the evening, and they were very excited.

Renata hurriedly dressed and prepared to go out, ready to receive a large lecture from the nurse, but she couldn't help but look back at the end of the hallway—room zero was still closed, and in the darkness and cold, there was no sound

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