- Eleven years ago, on September 1, 1976, in front of the Kremlin Prime Minister's office. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

I was a ten-year-old recruit. While the new recruits in the Storm Squad are worth a battle-hardened special forces, I'm left with only one person left, and I'm facing the entire Kremlin's enemy.

How on earth did Yuri manage to control the entire Kremlin coalition forces up and down in an instant? For a moment, I regretted asking Ying to go into the Kremlin for a second rescue mission, because now my companions were all dead.

It's finally here. If I live to go back to Norblanca and them, I must brag to them about what happened today hundreds of times, and see who else in the army can compare with me. Pushing open the door, several Kremlin guards were trying to hang a little red-haired girl (it seemed like I was just a little boy at the time), wearing a violet dress and a pair of off-white half-high heels, trying in vain to escape from the guards. It was better to come sooner than to be lucky, and I raised my gun and killed all the soldiers who were under control. Blood splattered everywhere, not only in my eyes, but also on her body, causing her to scream.

"It's okay...... At least it's all right now," I walked up to her, took a few pieces of clothing from the closet that were at least less inhibited and threw them to her, "Comrade Dashya Alexander Lomanov, I'm here to save you. ”

"Here you go...... Save me? Darsha asked softly, "Makjebka...... Be...... Is that you? ”

The name, and the voice...... So familiar...... I stopped, looked back a little in surprise and asked, "Do we know each other?" "This is impossible, there should be no one in Moscow who can call me by name.

"Don't you remember me?" There was a bit of loss in her big eyes, and there was a hint of tears. I frowned, feeling the person in front of me ...... Déjà vu.

"I remember...... I let out a light breath and slowly replied, "Morning...... Her Royal Highness the Princess. Forgive me for not seeing each other for two years, many people and things have forgotten. ”

yes, two years...... It was a fluke to survive these two years. The training of the storm team is simply an extreme survival game, and the mortality rate is even higher than that of ordinary front-line troops (of course, at this moment, the Third World Revolutionary War has gradually come to an end, and the so-called battles have become "anti-special" and "anti-bandit" categories), and many people and things in the past ...... For someone like me, I don't remember it for a long time, and I don't want to remember it.

"What happened to you in the past two years?" I sat on the ground outside the door with my sniper rifle in my arms, and I didn't answer a question that Dasha threw at me coldly from inside. It's not because it's hard to speak, it's not because you don't want to say it, it's because it's ......

I deeply distrusted her. Although I would love to talk to an outsider, it is by no means the daughter of Prime Minister Lomanov. "Change the question," I said, "and think I can answer your question." ”

"Okay...... What happened to my dad? And why did you come to Moscow? She seemed to have been thinking about it for a long time.

"The Prime Minister has been taken out by me. At least until he returns to this Kremlin, he is safe and sound," I was a little dissatisfied when I answered, "As for why I came to Moscow, I can only say that this is a military operation by Cherdenko instructors, don't ask me, I don't know what's going on." ”

It's true. Three days ago, without any explanation and without any preparation, we were urgently assembled from the training camp in the depths of Siberia. Instructor Cherdenko simply called more than thirty fighters about my age and told us that we were going to Moscow on a special mission, and we set off.

I swear that if I had known in advance that our mission was to carry out the Prime Minister's rescue plan in the name of a demonstration of combat power, I would not have carried it out even if I had been sent to Siberia to dig coal. The first time I left the Kremlin, I left the bodies of 18 of my comrades, the second time I shouldn't have agreed to bring someone in to save his daughter, I had already lost all my teammates as soon as I found it, and I didn't know if I could take the target out.

"Are you done? Leave nothing else to worry about, hurry up and go! I've destroyed all the monitors here, but that doesn't mean Yuri can't use his mind control powers to spy on where we are. Half an hour later, I impatiently pushed open the door and entered, and as soon as I entered, I accidentally bumped into Darsha who was about to push the door out. I subconsciously grabbed her waist and covered her mouth before she could scream. "Okay, do you want to be discovered by Yuri's men?" I asked, a little annoyed, seeing that her face suddenly turned red and her eyes seemed to be a little confused, and then I noticed that I had "overdone it", so I took her hand and asked her to keep her balance. I hope it won't make her think I'm eating tofu......

"Anyway, it's better to wear pants, skirts don't even give people the freedom to move?" Daxia said and spun around in place, the ordinary boy-looking dress did not hide her beauty, but I was not in the mood to appreciate this beauty, so I pulled her out directly.

The hallways were filled with Yuri's men, searching for different places. Luckily, these people are just ordinary slaves who are controlled, doing some mechanical movements, not patrols or psychic engineers. Compared with the situation of experiencing a tragic street battle every step on the road, I have to say that the situation has been decided. The Kremlin has clearly lost its former grandeur and grandeur, and the new owner has only been concerned with destroying some of the things that the old master left behind to symbolize his identity, and has not had time to build new things, so he has left behind piles of ruins and rubble. The Kremlin must be the most suitable place in the world for street fighting, it is said that during the defense of Moscow, 700 Kremlin garrison troops guarded Moscow for four days and four nights with only two tanks, Comrade Beria personally went into battle, wiped out more than 4,000 Allied troops, and finally all died.

It didn't go far, and the destruction gradually became less. "This must be near the Prime Minister's office, right?" I looked at the golden walls, and the gorgeous paintings and statues around it, and asked Daxia next to me, who nodded and asked, "Yes, have you been here, or do you remember this place?" ”

"No...... It's just that Yuri's people will wantonly destroy a circle of the Kremlin no matter which corner they wantonly have, and it is surprising that even the statue of Prime Minister Lomanov has not been demolished in this corner. The only place that Yuri's people dare not touch is the place where Yuri himself stays, which is ......"

"Hello, dear Marshal Mosvenck, and Mr. Dugan. Especially you, Mr. Dugan, you really opened my eyes to Einstein's scientific and technological prowess. A cold and gentle voice came out of the Prime Minister's office, and looking at Darsha's appearance, it seemed that she would have a headache when she listened to it. For some reason, I found this voice so familiar and intimate for the first time......

There was a hint of unexplained pain in his arm. Turning his head, Darsha wrote on the ground: Yuri. Let's go.

I shook my head, and without explanation, I took out a keyhole periscope and slipped through the keyhole. Whether the angle of the keyhole was intentional or unlucky, I couldn't see the person sitting behind the desk, only a gorgeous desk and the flash of a TV screen. The voice must have come from behind the desk, and I heard it very well. A curiosity that could kill a cat drove me to stay here and not want to leave.

"You've failed, Yuri, and your only option is to surrender. My elite Third Army has appeared north of Moscow, Moscow's defenses are not strong enough to resist our surprise attack, and dear Marshal Mosvenk will also cooperate with us in flanking your troops, so you have no choice but to lay down your arms and surrender. Dugan's voice sounded triumphant, unlike the one I heard in the promotional materials and the official news, although the timbre was the same, but I had only heard the voice of a desperate and hoarse Dugan, not a swaggering Dugan. Speaking of which, after he escaped from prison in Warsaw a few months ago, has he recovered? I wrote a line on the ground: When did the Allies get to the north of Moscow?

Darsh's answer was expected: I don't know. Marshal Mosvink seems to have mentioned that a unit has appeared north of Moscow, and that they will be good assistants to us in destroying Yuri's rebels, but who this force is, Marshal Mosvenk is very secretive.

"I think you're struggling in vain, Mr. Dugan, and Comrade Mosvenk......"

"Don't call me comrade! Prime Minister Lomanov and Generalissimo Viladimore are your old comrades-in-arms, your revolutionary colleagues! But why do you want to hurt them? You don't deserve to be called comrade! "At the mention of 'Generalissimo Viladimore', I suddenly felt unable to contain my anger.

Today is the third time, and the enemy is right in front of me, but I know that I can't take revenge, at least not in a hurry! They can't die now, at least...... They haven't done what they're supposed to do.

"You're such a pathetic fellow," Yuri's laughter sounded calm, "you were the best general I have ever met, and you were also my most effective general, and you even surpassed the 'God of War' of the coalition forces, Generalissimo Viladimore, and the 'Far East Magician' of the year, Comrade Lin Xiao, the current Chinese president, but you chose to be the enemy of me and the entire coalition group!" ”

"It's not just me who is your enemy, it's my warriors, and our entire coalition group!" Mosvenk interrupted, "You have mind control troops, but so what! The 1.5 billion people of the world behind me, my 5 million army, can you control them all? Can you make them your slaves? You can't even control our Prime Minister, give up, Yuri, you're alone! Marshal Mosvenck's voice sounded angry. I spat disdainfully: Isn't the death of your adoptive father what you wanted? It's just a stumbling block.

"And what about you, Mr. Dugan?" Yuri probably gave up on convincing Mosvenk, so he turned to look at Dugan and asked, "What are you for?" Do you really think that Prince Deranka's army group can save anything as long as it conquers the Kremlin? What if you destroy my fortress together? You still have to fight a life-and-death battle on the ruins of the Red Wall, even if the Allies can capture this pile of ruins, it is pointless, this is not the era of Comrade Stalin, you will not achieve the same effect as the Moscow raid of your ancestors, as long as either Lomanov and Mosvenk escape from Moscow and give a speech elsewhere, this army group will fall into the grave! Last time Moscow burned three eagle flags, what will happen to you this time? ”

"You're saying a nice thing, but it doesn't make sense," Dugan said lightly, stopping Yuri's tirade, "and the light of freedom will eventually shine on every inch of the sun." And Yuri, no matter what means you have, you can only deceive the majority for the time being, and the minority for the long term, not for the whole for the long term! ”

"Hahaha......" Yuri's laughter became more and more terrifying. After laughing, he replied softly, "You ...... Don't tell me it's really so stupid to think. It is true that due to the limitations of your ideas and technology, as the last living fossils of the old era, you will not see the glory of the new era, but remember that when our plan is realized, not now, but soon, your old era, and the little reptiles that rule everything in the old era, will eventually become the garbage of the mantis arm and the car! ”

Hearing the sudden silence inside, I sat down on the ground, my clothes soaked with sweat. "Let's go," I said softly, "Yuri will do everything in his power to prevent us from getting out of here." ”