When he walked out of Lomanov's office, Uncle Loma behind him smiled and said: "Work hard, Comrade Mark!" I'm hosting a celebration party for you in Moscow! "I slammed the door shut. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info damn it, do I still have a life to come back? (Maybe you think I'm using words like "damn it", "hell", "hate" too much, maybe I'm going through too many "damn" things)

"Comrade Company Commander! Wait for me—" Walking to the elevator, I remembered that the political commissar behind me, Noblanga, was out of breath. "You're still lacking exercise." I sighed. As an old comrade-in-arms who has been born and died together for many years, Noblanca is one of the few people I trust. "Did Comrade Leader give us any more tasks? Your face doesn't look good. He asked cautiously. I stood at the elevator door, and my anger was nowhere to vent, so I had to punch the door frame.

Ah yes, it's not a big deal, it's ...... That is, lead a squad of storm teams to follow a mechanized company to attack the port of San Francisco and occupy the local time controller that is being fought over by the Allies and Yuri! Oh my God, I don't remember the report mentioning that anyone could get back alive from San Francisco's Time Controller! Even our "Mad Ivan" (as the Storm Team jokingly called it, because the missions they perform are often so crazy) are full of people who die for a time controller and can't even get their ashes back!

I saved your life, Comrade Lomanov! Without me, you would have died at the hands of Yuri in that Moscow coup! I pushed away the crowd in front of the second elevator and squeezed in first, and Nobron kept apologizing "I'm sorry" for me. But no one answered him.

The moment the elevator door was about to close, a familiar figure flickered in front of me, and immediately turned his back in that direction. I hope it's not that person, I'm thinking silently.

I know myself that this is self-deception. As I stepped out of the Kremlin to board the bus to the military airfield, I could feel a familiar pair of eyes watching me.

……

When they heard that we were just passing through and were on a boat to San Francisco, the Soviet officer, who had been so enthusiastic, immediately pulled his face down. It's no wonder that they have been isolated from the European mainland for a long time in the Far East, and once in a while, someone from the mainland does not come to their aid, and everyone will be unhappy.

"Don't be so pessimistic, comrade, as long as San Francisco is occupied, the Allies will become 'Tokyo orphans' in the Pacific (a slogan of the Red Army on the Pacific Front: reduce the Allied ports in the North Pacific to only Tokyo alone). Are you still worried that the Japanese landing force will not leave? Noblanga persuaded for a long time, and the officer in charge of the reception was a little more efficient.

An hour later, it was time for us to go. But instead of taking us to the port, the officer who led the way went to a huge machine on the island. The machine was strange, a huge hemisphere was spinning in front of it, and behind the sphere was something like a gate. The surface of the sphere is covered with a pale blue glow, and there is no sound when it rotates.

"What is this......" I asked curiously. The person in charge explained: "The old gadgets of the Allied devils can make the troops move anywhere in an instant. It's a pity that the accuracy is a little worse, and it takes a long time to use it once you use it. If it's delivered by plane or ship, time aside, you won't be able to get through with so many Allied air defenses and Yuri's 'king' (referring to the Gate's cannon). Okay, without further ado, the portal won't be running for long, and it's time for us to activate. ”

Do you want to take this kind of thing and just go to San Francisco? I remember that it was mentioned in the high-level classified archives that during the Third World Revolutionary War, the Allied troops that were supposed to be teleported to Moscow were teleported to the former Soviet Central Institute of Mind Control in the Ural Mountains because of machine deviations, so the Allied troops killed each other in the deception of the Mind Engineers and were wiped out.

Forget it, there's no other option at the moment. I came back to my senses and was the last one to step into the landing craft. Normal people can't guarantee that they won't be torn apart in the chrono teleportation, so they must take a vehicle; On the other hand, if we are unfortunate enough to be teleported to the sea, the landing craft can also help us not to drown.

I took a breath and waited for the chrono teleportation to begin.

"Three minutes to go!"

"Turn off all electronics! Never open your eyes or mouth or make a gesture until the vehicle is stable! ”

"1 minute to go!"

"The commander immediately connects the navigation system and the nearest communication channel as soon as he arrives at his destination!"

"30 seconds left!"

"Don't leave the room until the surrounding scenery is stable!"

"15 seconds left!"

"Those who are unwell should be tranquilized immediately!"

"Countdown! 10,9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1,0! ”