0594 You're Right
Barakliya camp, platform 'Pushkin' with number PT-76.
Megan sat on the stone steps of the platform, looking up at the fan clanging overhead. A string of water droplets flowed out of a crack in the pipe, causing black moss to grow on the wall.
This place is an underground train station, and the space is huge.
It is hard for outsiders to imagine that the woolly bear has built a complex set of permanent fortifications under the vast plains of Ukraine. It's like the 'Maginot Line', where an underground city is built using terrain and features.
The Ukrainian plain is too large and very conducive to the offensive of armored forces. Ermao is the main grain producing area of the alliance, and once it is occupied by the enemy, it will be a catastrophe for the alliance.
In order to prevent the enemy from breaking through from the south, Mao Xiong spent a lot of money after World War II, using the Dnieper River as a natural barrier to build a long garrison line.
The Baraklia camp was only part of the defensive line.
It would have been impossible for Americans to come in and visit this top-secret place. But now that Ermao is independent, he can't wait to show his new life and be different.
The Pushkin platform is located underground in the Balakliya camp, and more than a dozen diesel locomotives are parked on the tracks. There are special lifts and forklifts for handling.
If necessary, a transport company can operate equipment to transport weapons and equipment stored above and below the barracks to other directions.
The entire defense line had pillboxes, artillery forts, hospitals, barracks, field kitchens, repair plants and arsenals, power stations and water supply facilities.
Every entrance and exit of the defense line has huge iron gates. Hundreds of tons of iron doors are shielded by a lead layer and must be opened and closed by high-horsepower diesel engines. The design is both sturdy and convenient enough to survive a nuclear bomb attack.
Facilities that could have cost countless dollars to build are now abandoned.
The ceiling of the Pushkin platform is beautifully painted with murals. But the years have passed, and the murals have been mottled and mold has grown.
The walls of the platform are inlaid with porcelain paintings of 'Mother Motherland is Calling'. Now the beautiful paintings shattered to the ground, revealing rough walls.
Megan sat next to the shattered tiles with mixed feelings. As an enemy, one day I found that the target I was trying my best to fight suddenly became a coward, and I felt uncomfortable.
The nuclear bomb did not come, the Third World War did not come, and the end did not come. The world remains calm. The line of defense, which had been built at great expense, did not come in handy.
It didn't go through any fighting, it was breached.
The construction of such a miracle on earth must have happened a lot of singing and crying stories. But no one cares how many passionate warriors and workers have built this unparalleled underground fortress.
Everything was forgotten and ruthlessly thrown into the dustbin of history.
Megan sat on the steps with a walkie-talkie at her feet, and the electricity rattled. Partner Daniel was calling out to her, "Megan, please answer when you hear it." ”
"Daniel, I'm here." The little girl grabbed the walkie-talkie and pressed the call button.
"Where did you go?"
"I'm on the 'Pushkin' platform."
"Where are you going? I'm looking for you everywhere. ”
The little Yangniu sighed and whispered, "When I entered the camp, the reaction of the guards made me feel that more than one of us had been here recently. I left the team and wanted to find out who else was here? ”
Daniel also sighed, "Rookie, what did you find?" Knowing it, the guards here have every reason to shoot any outsiders running around. ”
"Forget it. I gave the guards a sum of money and said they wanted to see the 'underground miracle built by the Great Soviets,' so they let me see it casually.
We are Americans, and the guards are friendly to me. They even gave me a map of the underpass to remind me not to get lost. Of course, that map cost me five hundred dollars.
As you say, the Union is finished.
It's empty underground, and I don't find anything suspicious. I met some soldiers on patrol who said that most of the underground area was abandoned and no one had maintained it for many years.
If I could pay something, the soldiers offered to take me around. I was so touched by their enthusiasm, it's ironic. ”
The little girl felt bored. If this place is heavily guarded, maybe she'll be interested in exploring around. But now there are maps bought for five hundred dollars, and there are even soldiers willing to lead the way.
It's so boring.
As for the abnormal behavior of the ground guards, Meghan also felt that she was not too careful-such a place where she came and went freely, she couldn't hide any secrets.
Daniel chuckled dryly, "The area where the nuclear bombs are stored is heavily guarded. But we're still unblocked. The experts of the verification team went in. They are expected to be in it for a while.
Megan, do you want to come to the underground shooting range? I've consulted with the guards here. For very little money, all light and heavy weapons can be played casually. They even allowed me to drive a tank if I paid for gas.
I have selected more than a dozen Soviet-style firearms that I am ready to bring back to enrich my collection. Really cheap, very cheap.
There are so many weapons and ammunition here, all prepared for the Third World War. Enough to make people play for a lifetime. ”
What was originally a tense and exciting nuclear weapons inspection turned into an arms show in Daniel's mouth.
Meghan knows that her partner has been an agent for many years, calm and sophisticated, and has extraordinary skills. His only hobby is collecting weapons and equipment from all over the world.
The two chatted for a while, and Daniel said that his walkie-talkie was running out of battery and needed to be replaced. He reminded Meghan not to run around and return to the nuclear bomb storage area as soon as possible.
The little girl got up with a smile and walked back along the underpass. The air in the passage is not very good, and the lamps are all old models with iron bar guards. Except for the sound of dripping water, only the sound of footsteps echoed.
After walking a few hundred meters, Daniel's low-voiced call rang over the intercom, "Megan, are you there?" ”
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"That Colonel named Isaacf ....." Daniel's voice was low, as if he was hiding somewhere sneaking a message.
The walkie-talkie can only be contacted by pressing the call button, and there is no sound when it is released.
Daniel stopped halfway through his words, apparently having to let go of the call button because of something.
Megan stood in the empty underground hallway, staring blankly at the walkie-talkie in her hand. She stayed for a second or two, but soon realized that her partner must be in trouble and couldn't speak.
She didn't know the specifics and didn't dare to take the initiative to call. Because as soon as she pressed the call button, the walkie-talkie in Daniel's hand would ring, which might cause even more trouble.
After waiting for more than ten seconds, Daniel still didn't respond.
Megan was in a hurry and began to stride around, wanting to quickly run back to see what was going on? The more she ran, the more she ran, her face red.
The 'Pushkin' platform, codenamed PT-76, is not far from the nuclear bomb storage area, and the two are connected areas. But when Megan ran halfway through, the walkie-talkie in her hand suddenly rang.
Daniel pressed the call button, and several gunshots rang out over the intercom, followed by the agent's desperate but suppressed shout, "Michelle, you're right." Hope you survive. ”
The sound of the walkie-talkie suddenly stops. The call button on the opposite side is released with a single push.
Megan's surging footsteps had to stop, and her footsteps and gasps echoed through the underground passage. But she didn't know whether she should continue to move forward or turn around and run away.
What's going on?