A walked up to the boulder, stared at the swastika for a long time, and with great effort, lifted his battered left arm and pressed it down.

"Khooth!"

The swastika shrank in, and at the same time, the boulder was pulled by the trap and moved sideways to the side, revealing a swarthy hole.

The entrance to the cave slopes downward, revealing stairs, and it is not known how deep it leads underground.

A walked down the hole with the child in his arms, and Xiao Yuanchao followed closely.

After the two men walked down, the boulder moved back horizontally, blocking the entrance to the cave tightly.

The steps down are not dark, and there are lights every few tens of meters illuminating the way down. The surroundings, as well as the entire underground, are made of cement, and they don't feel stuffy at all, and the further down you go, the cooler you feel.

Ventilation is well equipped, as well as refrigeration facilities. God knows what technology these Nazi remnants used, and if I guessed correctly, they were supposed to use the water cooling effect. There is a lake above, and the water cooling effect is even better.

Walking down the stairs all the way, after reaching the flat ground, what was reflected in front of Xiao Yuanchao was a clearing and a huge steel gate.

The style of the gate is exactly the same as that of the underground facilities of the Viking Division Isle in the Bering Strait, and the same material is the same as the defense facilities that can withstand nuclear attacks.

A soldier with a rifle on his back and a World War II uniform stood straight outside the steel gate, like a rock without squinting. When he saw A coming, his eyes immediately lit up.

A stood still, and the soldier nodded slightly.

The soldier nodded back, revealing the petal-shaped tattoo on his arm, placed on top of the instrument that opened the door when placed.

"Boom!"

"Click! Click! Click! ……”

"Boom ......"

I don't know that the steel gate of tens of thousands of catties slowly rises upward, because it is heavy, it makes a rumbling sound of the earth shaking the mountain, giving people an incomparably strong sensory stimulation.

A strode in, and Xiao Yuanchao followed closely. He didn't have much to think about it now, because he had no idea what was going to happen next. This is the nest of the remnants of the Nazis, and every qiē is dominated by the other party. The only thing I can do is probably try to negotiate with the remnants of the Nazis.

Pity...... Xiao Yuanchao had no confidence at all, he couldn't snatch his son back, so he could only follow him all the way here. Negotiation? He's dreaming! No one will give him a chance to negotiate, and it doesn't matter if he comes or not.

But this is his own son, it is his own blood and blood, Xiao Yuanchao must be responsible to the end, even if there is a sword mountain and fire in front of him, he has to charge forward regardless of a qiē.

This is fatherly love, fearless, and boundless fatherly love that can be as heavy as Mount Tai!

A swastika-shaped Nazi party flag and a relief eagle are facing each other, majestic and majestic. In the middle is a swastika complex of buildings, exactly like the Nazi nests on the small island of the Bering Strait. Even every road, and where it ends, is exactly the same.

This is the habit of the Germans, they follow the rules, they are meticulous, and everything is done under the strictness and rules. The two nest buildings that are thousands of miles apart are rarely identical, and there is no difference in height, width and narrowness.

The ventilation is excellent, and the humidity and heat are no longer felt, and it becomes cool and suitable. The sound of the exhaust fan and the generator set can be faintly heard, and according to the direction from which the sound came, Xiao Yuanchao judged that the generator set was in the same position.

"Horror." Xiao Yuanchao smiled bitterly and spit out two words.

It's terrifying, it's amazingly consistent, it's like pouring it out of mold. But there is no such a large mold in the world, which is based on drawings, and it is hard to dig it out by hand.

Walking down the steel staircase to the swastika complex, a team of soldiers brought A and Xiao Yuanchao inside.

Xiao Yuanchao showed a bitter smile, he knew with his eyes closed what position he was going to be taken to—the core. It is even said that he can walk in with his own memory, and he does not need to be led by others at all.

All the buildings are the same, the locations and spacing are the same, and even the color of the ground surface is exactly the same.

The wooden door of the core room was wide open, and the old Viking sat quietly in his chair, smiling at the arrival of A and Xiao Yuanchao.

His countenance was a little older, but he was in good spirits. He wears white gloves on his hands, has medals pinned to his left chest in his uniform, and holds a scepter in his right hand, which symbolizes supreme power. Behind it stood a ruthless soldier, who had once been A's.

Xiao Yuanchao observed very carefully, the tattoo on this soldier's arm was also A-grade, and he was also a soldier leader.

"Father, we meet again." The old man smiled and nodded at Xiao Yuanchao, raised his scepter and waved it lightly at A.

A immediately walked towards the old man with the baby in his arms, put the child who had stopped crying, and then stood behind him with another soldier leader, one left and one right.

The two leaders of the soldiers were as cold as they were, and their expressions were like twin brothers.

"Great man!" The old man hugged Xiao Zhan, his eyes showed unconcealed excitement, and his voice was trembling: "Sure enough, it's a great man, sure enough!" I've been waiting for many years, and I finally got it, hahahahaha......"

Xiao Yuanchao stared at the excited old man, easily opened his clenched fist, and let out a long breath. For the first time, he realized that he was so vulnerable, and for the first time, he knew that not everything could be solved with murder.

Unless you are alone, without care, without sustenance, just like a soldier.

"That's my son, not your great man!" Xiao Yuanchao said in a deep voice.

"Yes, it's your son, but he's definitely a great man. Also, you're the father of great men, you know? The old man holding the child seemed to be dozens of years younger, and said in a high-spirited voice: "With great men, we don't have to hide underground all day long, we can bathe in the bright sunshine every day." Although it will take time for the great man to grow, these are not problems, hehe. ”

The old man's expression seemed to be that as long as there was a great man, then every qiē would slowly get better.

"What are you going to do with my son? What to do with me? Xiao Yuanchao asked, staring at the old man.

"Disposition? Why use the word disposition? The old man hugged the child and smiled slightly: "Great people naturally want to become great people, great people who can sweep the whole world." As for the father of the great man...... You can go back and live your peaceful life, and I won't do anything to you. This is the agreement I signed with General Du, and he is a person worthy of respect, so I naturally have to abide by this agreement. ”

"What kind of agreement did you sign?" Xiao Yuanchao asked in a low voice.

No one knows exactly what agreement was signed between them, but one thing is certain, his son must be closely related to this agreement.

It's a secret, a national secret! R1148