Soon they were all on their way. The tunnel was extremely rugged, crooked and twisted, like a circling and struggling python, and part of the roof had long since collapsed over time, leaving only exposed rock and earth.

"You know, there's a road to the surface hidden around here, and people didn't know about it at first."

"Is there anyone living in that neighborhood?"

"Residence?" "A few decades ago, there may have been, but since people found out that there was radiation here, they left, and there was not a single one left, only some deformed freaks left to fend for themselves, and after that, people found out that monsters would rush from here, and the Rangers managed to block the road." ”

Vilna looked into the distance, at the end of the darkness, where there was nothing, and maybe there was everything, and she turned her head away from it.

"That's the curse of the forsaken," said a young man no more than eighteen, "the old Ranger used to say that they were the sons of vengeance," and he was the new soldier, who seemed even more frightened than Werna, "and the sight of them would drive people crazy." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, it's just because the road comes from the ground," the horse-faced doctor looked at the young man gently with his horse-wide eyes, "Be brave, Ves, or soon, the darkness will swallow you." ”

"I will watch the darkness to the death," Vis swore as he swore to the cavalry, "I have slain three dark creatures. ”

"No more than when the others first came," Ma Face patiently taught him, "Broken Nose strangled a mutant rat with his own hands when he first came, and the next day, he shot three black-clawed bats with a gun, and he has been buried in the ground for half a month, do you remember that he came with you?" ”

Weiss muttered and didn't defend himself.

Forget it, the horse-faced doctor doesn't say much, bravery and prudence are equally important qualities, and once you go too far, it will turn into fatal recklessness and weakness. But only they themselves can understand this, only the darkness will educate them, and it is useless to talk too much.

They passed a section of the site strewn with broken bricks, the floor of the passage had long since been bulldozed, leaving only a cholelid of cement and a rusty pipe buried in the stone wall. She heard the screeching of rats scurrying over her head, countless cobwebs weaving in layers in the damp corners of the age.

"We'll send someone to clean the tunnel every two weeks," Dr. Horseface said, waving a new milky white cobweb, "but that's not enough, bugs will soon reappear, bats will burrow out of the crevices in the rocks, and I hope to repair the cracks in the vicinity, but the budget is far from enough." ”

Vilna stared down at the uneven tunnel paved with broken bricks. Through the glow of the flames, she noticed a centipede swimming through the crevices and quickly disappearing into the shadows.

Soon, they came to an iron gate with light bulbs on both sides of the tunnel, and inside the door, ten soldiers were playing with dice with guns, and a small layer of paper was laid on the ground, on which were neatly arranged military-gauge ammunition, a currency with a long age.

In the Hanting Alliance, people replaced ammunition with paper money, and the small stations that had dealings with the Hanting also used Hanting's paper money to trade. And here, after all, is the edge of the subway, the junction of civilization and darkness, and the influence of the Hanting Alliance will naturally be weakened.

When the soldiers saw the horse-faced doctor, they stood up, two soldiers picked up their guns, and a giant with a broad body like a wild bear stepped forward.

"Mrs. Humbisa," his voice was as rough as a shovel, and his eyes glowed with a pale green glow, "to get the medicine?" ”

Doctor Ma Yan nodded, "Ma Luning is almost finished, and so are the bandages, we haven't had bat fever tablets and painkillers for two weeks, and a veteran died last week because of this." ”

"I'm sorry, ma'am, I'm afraid that the bat hot film hasn't been delivered yet."

Madame Horseface raised her brows, and she glared angrily at the strong man in front of her, who was a shoulder taller than her, and asked why unkindly.

The strong man buttoned the corners of his mouth, he opened his mouth, and half of the brown teeth were missing, "Madam," he said, "I also know what is going on at Dawan Station, now the merchants on that road can only pass through the station controlled by the Hanting Alliance, Madam, their taxes on this medicine are too high, and the merchants who sell bat fever pills have decided to take a long detour, some of them complain that they make too little money and travel too much, so they plan to give up transporting bat heat pills here, after all, other places also need this." ”

Several of the others looked at each other, "Cole and Iron need a bat hot sheet," young Weiss was a little puzzled, "Why are they doing this?" ”

For money, what else could it be?

The demand for bat hot tablets is too large and the cost is low, but only a few places can produce bat hot tablets in large quantities, including the Hanting Alliance.

Vess's side face is branded, but he's not really a criminal. The reason why he was branded and assigned to the Guard Cavalry Regiment was simply because he rejected the small little wish of a big merchant of the Han Court who wanted to fuck his ass at the Hanting Station, a symbol of civilization. He wounded the big merchant as he fled, so the guards took him, and he was a pure child.

Mrs. Horseface was always speechless by the lack of bat hot films, she gasped deeply, and then walked in with a calm face.

"Vis, Feynman, bring the rest back," she said, turning her head to look at the girl, squeezing out a slight smile, "you come with me." ”

They entered a room made up of carriages. It used to be a type of horizontal carriage, which was previously said to be an underground railway track used for some kind of long-distance travel. But even if it used to function differently from other carriages, it is no different.

They entered a hermetically sealed chamber of some kind of polymeric material and metal, and Madame Horseface closed the iron door and lowered the improvised curtains.

"Madame Humbisa......." Werna didn't quite understand why she was doing this, "you ......."

"You must be wondering why the people here respect me because I'm just a doctor," said Madame Horseface, to herself, "and this is a secret place, and no one outside can hear what we are talking to, so I hope you can relax and talk to me." ”

Vilna's face was full of strangeness, but she chose to remain silent.

"I'm the wife of the chief cavalry captain of the guards stationed here, so they will choose to obey my arrangement if my husband is not there."

Vilna had already guessed her identity, and it didn't sound strange at the moment, but she nodded slightly, indicating that she was listening.

"I think you're Verna. Venser," Lady Humbysa hesitated, perhaps she felt that the name would hurt Vilna, "I'm sorry for what happened to you. ”

"It's the dark creatures who should apologize," Werna wasn't surprised that she knew her name, she just smiled bitterly, she wanted to cry a little inside, but she didn't want to show weakness in front of Madame.

Every time Madame Humbita visited her, she could see her heart bleeding and bleeding beatingly, and she always cried out in nightmares to her sister, the girl named Ville Rey, who was undoubtedly her most important relative, and her father....... Lady Humbisa, the stationmaster of Grey River Station, had met several times, and Squinting Ville was known for her courage.

The horse-faced lady pulled out a drawing from her bosom, and she carefully spread it out under the sleepy old lamp to present it to the girl.

"This is the blueprint of this subterranean system, from the outpost on Red Square to our edge station," she said, pointing to one of the inconspicuous pieces, fiddling the tips of her chapped fingers.

"This is Grey River Station."

Vilna glanced blankly at the map, and she saw that Greyriver Station was very close.

But to get through the tunnel, the distance suddenly becomes farther, like the ends of a U-lock, or more precisely, a near-closed ring, and at that breaking point is the lair of the dark creatures. There are many stations in between them, as well as many more neutral stations, and now, the head of Dawan Station has disappeared from the map, as is Gray River Station, but there are no notes on the map.

The horse-faced lady took out another identity card symbolizing the guardian cavalry, which was a shield-like coat of arms similar to the iron blue mark on Marko's face, as well as three boxes of military-grade ammunition and a stack of banknotes from the Han court. As well as a small revolver, a semi-automatic rifle of modification.

Verna stroked the gun boring, letting the cold iron boring pass over her colder fingers. Every slit of the rifle is clean, and the butt is a new alloy inlaid wood gills, which in the dim yellow light reflects a deep patina and oily peach, like a work of art with a very simple beauty.

"Lady Silence," said Madame Horseface, "it is the latest rifle the army has to offer, and it is full of firepower. ”

"Why?" Vilna stared at Lady Humbysa in confusion, "Why are you helping me so much?" ”

"For the guard cavalry, my sweet girl, I hope you understand."

It dawned on Vilna that she wanted me to go back and rebuild Greyriver Station, that she needed cheap medicine and other supplies, that she wanted to go back in time.

She's not kind, and I'm not cute, and Werner is self-aware, "Ma'am," she smiled as she pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled, hoping it wouldn't be ugly, "I'll take your kindness, but I'm afraid I won't be able to go back, ........ the military."

It was a conservative force that rejected foreign blood, except for those merchants with special status, and even then, they would hang many unauthorized trespassers, and those who were suspected of being deformed would not be able to get out of the military station alive.

"This badge will help you a little," Lady Horseface said, slicing the Ranger badge around her neck, "and said she was ordered to investigate Greyriver Station, when in fact we did have to send someone to find out......."

"Figure out what?"

Madame Horseface gently brushed Verna's hair, and she pondered for a long time before she whispered, "Someone has blown open the blocked passage between the Black Beast's lair and the head of the Great Bay Station, and my cavalry guards did hear the explosion when they were on patrol that day, far away, but they could not be mistaken. ”

Oh, is she lying? Verna was dizzy, "Is what you said true?" ”

She didn't care about the sharpness and severity of her tone, "Can you tell me, ma'am, about that day?" Please. ”

"Vess, Han, Marko, and the three cavalry guards, they swore by it, Vilna, this is a secret that must be hidden, we must find out the truth, but we must not startle the snake."

"That man murdered thousands of people at two stations, including my sister and my father," Werna stood up, her face filled with resentment and rage. "Shouldn't I have uncovered the truth, I want him dead?"

Mrs. Humbita sighed, and she gently took the girl's hand, trying to soothe her irritability, but the girl stiffly got rid of it.

"The only people who know about this map are the top leaders of the cavalry guards, as well as the high-ranking officials of the military station, boy, if someone really did this, he must be very deep and powerful, otherwise how could he get such a large dose of explosives and bring it into the head of Dawan Station. We can't take a torch and shout to burn him under the lamp, that's unwise. ”

It was easier to find the truth in the shadows, and even if she knew, Verna couldn't swallow the fire in her heart, she pinched her fingers coldly, let her nails dig deep into her flesh, let the broken bones rattle, let the pain drown out the hatred in her heart, but she still couldn't be at peace.

She gasped deeply, trying to get herself back in her chair, "I'll find the shadow behind me," she foamed at in disgust, "and pulled out his intestines. Let him swallow it himself, I make a vow with my dead blood soul, and I will make him regret it. ”

Lady Humbysa shook her head with regret, may the oath of blood and the souls of your loved ones restore you to your senses, otherwise you will not even be able to pass through the military station safely, let alone the conspiracy hidden in the depths.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Hambisa seemed to think of something, "You have a day off here, I think." One might help you? ”

"Help me find the truth?"

"No, help you get to Grey River Station, she can help you get through the control of the military station."

Werna pinched her neck unconsciously, the badge clinging to her collar, "This badge can't be ........"

"There is no shortage of fanatical lunatics among the people of the military station. They will catch anyone who looks suspicious, and the Ranger badge is not valid all the time, but that person has its own special purpose. In these two days, the Rangers' Wings of Freedom will arrive, and I will let that man follow you. ”

Wings of Freedom, Werner had heard of that organization, it was a respected Ranger organization, it was said that the core leader of them was the head of the Ranger organization, and all neutral Rangers, including the Guard Cavalry and the Adventure Cavalry, could be said to be the supreme leader of the Wings of Liberty in a sense, they did not belong to the Han Court, Red Square, the Military Station, or any other forces, and their goal was to work to eliminate all the unstable factors that threatened the subway, especially the dark creatures and dangerous weapons.

It is said that the Stalker is a hero on the ground, so the Wings of Freedom in the Ranger is an underground hero....... My sister longs for the Rangers, especially the Wings of Freedom, and she swears that the Rangers in the Wings of Freedom are the best in the entire subway, and that every one of them deserves the name of Knight.

If only that were the case - everyone at Wings of Liberty deserves the name of a knight, and anyone who believes in that kind of thing will probably be as stupid as every stationmaster on the subway is the wisest of the people.

She'd seen the Crazy Stationmaster, she'd seen the Fool Stationmaster, but she had never seen the core Ranger member of the Wings of Freedom, and she hoped that person wouldn't let her down.

No matter how much speculation there was, she could only wait patiently.

That night, she was resting in a room that entertained the Rangers. The lights at the edge station were being lit up one by one, and occasionally two or three women passed by the nearby railroad platform, dressed in revealing low-cut cloths, knee-length dresses and carrying small ladies' bags.

Standing by the window, she glanced at the women hurrying through the rainbow lights of the platform in the darkness, most of them were maidens, she guessed, otherwise they would never have been dressed in the middle of the night in such a delicate appearance with heavy makeup, red lips and bright fingers, they looked like aristocratic vampires in the night, with filthy shells under their noble exteriors, ready to grab the pitiful savings of the Guards Cavalry Regiment.

Werna looked at their old and almost decrepit appearance, and couldn't help but start to imagine the people guarding the cavalry, those people were willing to do even, and really had money to spend on these women. Or maybe it's the leader of the cavalry guard, those noble "people" probably need women too.

Knowing if the Wings of Liberty also had maidens with them, Verna couldn't come up with an exact answer, she couldn't figure out what men wanted from women, and she couldn't understand why the maids were willing to open their thighs to receive one "guest" after another, and why they didn't grow mushrooms, brew mushroom wine, concoct tea, or raise piglets like the inhabitants of Grey River Station, instead of engaging in such a seemingly undignified profession.

Is it for the money?

If so, what kind of people are the Rangers who deal with these women? Should she trust these people? Vilna couldn't get an answer.

"The only people who know about this map are the top leaders of the cavalry guards, and the top ...... of the military station," Lady Humbisa's words sounded again, and it suddenly occurred to her that the top leader of the cavalry guards was none other than the members of the Wings of Freedom. Can the man Madame Humbysa say can he really be trusted? After all, can I really trust Madame Humbisa?

Verna looked at the departing maiden in the distance, a little desperate and a little confused.

Can anyone give me the answer, father, tell me, what should I do?

In the evening, perhaps even later, when the half-sleepy Verna got up to go to the bathroom, she saw outside a soldier at the night watch whispering to a woman in the corner of the platform, they embraced and lingered, and on her left hand, her neighbor, the kind Madame Humbisa, was still asleep on a single couch.

The lady's snoring was loud, which made her a little irritable, and sleeping with her sister was another feeling. Villeri slept quietly and well-behaved, not at all as active as she was when she was awake. Her body is very soft, and although she doesn't like to be clean, she is probably like an aromatic grass basket from the Botanical Garden Station compared to the pig and stinky mushrooms all over the station.

At the thought of her poor sister, her already broken heart began to twitch unconsciously again, and tears couldn't help but welling up in the corners of her eyes.

My poor Villerie, whose softest place has been calling out the name countless times, have you really left me?

She gently covered her mouth to suppress her dull sob, and wiped her tears fiercely.

Mercy, she prayed, her sister's body has not yet been seen, and she has not witnessed her death, if she can give her a glimmer of life, she is willing to exchange everything for everything, with everything.

Can..... Unless there is a miracle, who can save the sister who disappeared near the monster's lair. Miracles, Vilna suddenly thought of the man, he was a liar who lied, but he did work miracles.

He was like a wizard who brought light with a wave of his hand, and that thing called the communicator, which saved many people and saved her.

A ridiculous thought occurred to her that maybe he could get his sister back. Or, his sister was already with him. On second thought, Vilna found that the likelihood was too low, and her thoughts were quickly extinguished, and he was more like the murderer of everything.

"Verna," the lady yawned on the couch behind herself, "can't you sleep yet?" ”

"I'm humble, ma'am," Werna limped back, "I'm just....... Kind of can't sleep. ”

"Missing a loved one who died?" Mrs. Horseface seemed to become much more sober, "Do you want to smoke a cigarette?" ”

Verna looked at Madame Horseface and took out an old cardboard box out of nowhere, "Madame, you?" ”

"Everybody has their own worries, and it was the same when I was younger, and cigarettes can relieve a little stress........" Madame Horseface lit a cigarette rolled up from newspaper for Verna, and the flame flickered, and the paper gurgled and shiny, occasionally raising a spark.

"Of course, I don't know how to comfort you, but I still have a bottle of wine," the horse-faced lady blinked, and she magically pulled out a red bottle, "Actually, I can't sleep either, we can talk." ”

Verna gratefully accepted Ms. Humbisa's kindness.