Chapter 159: The Russian Superman

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The wind swept up the blizzard, and in the field of vision, you could see more than a dozen snow mounds slowly moving in the direction of the wind, and on those snow hills, there were still some unlucky brown bears standing in the middle of the head to collect food, the wind was raging in the ears, the snowflakes were beating on the face, and the sky and ice fields were all white, making it impossible to tell where was the sky and where was the earth.

Anthony needs to guard the field, dock with Baron Straker, and the operation of the underground base in Central Park is inseparable from the coordination of Sina, disembarking and boarding in Vladimir, and as soon as he arrives at his destination, he can't wait to set up a snowmobile and head into the depths of the Siberian ice field.

In the wind and snow, where the visibility was only a dozen meters, the brilliant magic flames swirled and spread in the cold wind of the ice field, and Yan Yan took Erica and Yuriko, who were fully prepared to protect themselves from the cold, and walked out of the space passage unhurriedly, following the convoy with a smile, and the speed was not much slower than that of the snow convoy.

Taking a deep breath of the cold swishing air, Yan Yan smiled and said, "Erica! We're going to find the good stuff! Hey! Sure enough, black eating black is the most profitable business in the world. ā€

Before Erica could speak, Yuriko, who was not very accustomed to the extremely cold climate on the other side, laughed dryly, pouted and asked, "Baby!" In this kind of ghost place? Follow that group of men who are full of wine and smell, what treasures can you find? ā€

Yan Yan shrugged his shoulders, shook the copy notebook in his hand, and grinned "hehe" weirdly, Vladimir, a good man, was about to guide him into the underground base abandoned by Hydra, those five frozen Winter Soldiers, but a good thing that a thousand gold can't buy.

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The snowmobiles "boom...", the tracks rolled up the snow and threw it into the sky, and the huge hull of the car ran over the small snow hills, branching out a road from them, and driving straight into the depths of the Siberian ice field.

Vladimir was wearing a safety rope and dressed like a brown bear for the winter, standing proudly on the snowmobile, holding the handle on the door with his left hand and an old map with his right hand.

The convoy drove inward for four or five hours, hundreds of kilometers deep into the interior of the ice field, and suddenly a huge stone stood in the wind and snow in front of the convoy, Vladimir laughed wildly, pointed to the abrupt boulder pile on the snow field in the distance, and laughed at the gunners who were also looking for the target, "There!" Over there! Amway! Drive in the direction of seven o'clock! Ha ha! ā€

In the bitter cold wind, five snowmobiles swept by, a tall Russian man as tall as a brown bear grinned, happily rushed to the target location, several ice wolves squatting under the boulder to avoid the wind, keenly flew out, ran wildly and disappeared into the wind and snow.

At the entrance of the underground base, a flash of rusty iron door is hidden under the largest stone in the depths of the stone group, Vladimir took out the old red notebook from his arms with a slight trembling palm, and quickly entered the password to open the door, in the heavy crushing sound of the iron door, a group of big men couldn't wait to open the iron door weighing thousands of pounds outward, and in the dark and cold passage, a bad smell of oil and rust mixed together came to the face.

Anatoly metal arm holding machine gun, palm pointing forward, elite Alpha veterans have broken the safety bolt of the heavy firepower on their bodies, turned on the gun headlights, divided into two columns, relied on each other to support, orderly surrounded Vladimir in the center of the team, and slowly entered the passage.

Behind the boulder not far from the entrance of the underground base, Yan Yan squinted his eyes slightly like a fox, quietly watching more than two dozen elite warriors enter the base, although the wind and snow were heavy, but it had no effect on his strength at all.

Yuriko wrapped the white fur coat on her body stupidly, and seeing that Yan Yan still didn't move, she urged a little anxiously, "Aren't we going in yet?" Your baby is about to be taken by the Russians! ā€

"There are still actors who haven't appeared on the stage! What are we in a hurry! Yan Yan's eyes narrowed slightly, the gentle smile on his face was as cunning as a fox, his five fingers were bluff, and the colorless magic lines outlined a complex magic array on the snow, and the three formless and textureless ghost wolves condensed and formed, under the control of Yan Yan's mind, his body drilled into the location, and followed Vladimir and the others into the depths of the base.

The howling of the cold wind filled the whole world, and as time passed, a tall figure suddenly appeared in front of the entrance, a blonde beauty with strange tattoos on the right cheek and neck following Vladimir on the boat in New York.

Cursing the weather in a low voice, the blonde beauty pulled out the communicator from the deep ravine of the tights on her chest and said in standard Russian, "Confirm the destination, the goal is to enter!" ā€

Only five minutes after she reported the news, a Russian-made butterfly aircraft fell from the sky in the wind and snow, and a dozen stout men in camouflage cursed the damn weather in Russian, swaying out of the aircraft like a winter brown bear, holding AK heavy firepower in their hands, and finally a burly old man wearing a general's uniform and full of white hair, walking down with three men in strange costumes.

Yan Yan raised his eyebrows, and said lightly, he felt a powerful aura that was different from ordinary people from these three people, obviously the same as the blonde beauty who can be invisible, these three people also have good abilities and strength, and they took out a bottle of trickery mist and opened it, and a faint mist wrapped the bodies of the three people, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

On the left, a man with long black hair, a black mask, and a tight black armor full of muscles, with a sharp blade like a sun ring on his back, was blown by the cold Siberian wind, and "whined" like a ghost crying.

On the right, a burly man with short hair and a thick beard, the same black armor, although barehanded, his steps were steady, and his eyes were as tough as rocks as he slowly looked around.

One of them is a giant man with a body of two meters, even in polar Siberia, there is a naked body, showing terrifying muscles like steel casting, not to mention holding the six-barreled Gatling Vulcan cannon that has always been used on gunships with one hand, and the huge ammunition box hanging behind him, both weighing at least two tons, shows the terrifying strange power of this man.

Feeling the peeping gaze of Yan Yan and the others, the black-haired masked man's eyes suddenly turned a strange gray-white, and he slowly looked around vigilantly, but he didn't find the slightest abnormality, so he had to frown slightly in confusion, secretly vigilant in his heart.

"General Lermantov!" The blonde beauty stepped forward quickly, raised her hand in a standard salute, and said in a solemn voice, "They have already entered!" ā€

"The general's guess is right, Vladimir, this mongrel, really wants to be us, secretly open the Winter Soldier!" The burly giant man squeezed his fist, made a terrible kaka sound like fried beans, and grinned, "I must twist his head off today and stuff it into his **." ā€

"Friebel, don't swear!" General Lermantov glanced at the giant man, then patted the blonde beauty on the shoulder affectionately, and said with a smile: "Iveli, Ively!" ā€

"Yi, Thalia, you two lead people to open the way, Fribel, you are in charge of the palace!" Lermantov straightened out his neat military uniform and said with a sneering voice, "Dare to steal my things, Vladimir...... Hey! ā€

The soldiers under the command of General Lermantov are obviously not ordinary characters, under the leadership of Yi and Talia, the pace between advance and retreat is neat, and the degree of tacit cooperation is not inferior to the Alpha team in the world, and General Lerantov walked quickly into the entrance of the dark base.

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The interior decoration of the underground base is simple, cold, and rigid, revealing the decoration style of the former Soviet Union everywhere, giving people a feeling of staring at the thick iron blood.

The sound of footsteps echoed, and Vladimir and the others walked through the many dimly lit corridors, and finally came to a hall in the main part of the base, in the center of the hall was a metal seat connected to a huge instrument, and on the left and right stood three old freezer tanks, reflecting a metallic luster like tired black iron in the dim light, obviously decades old.

The original transparent glass has long been eroded into tooth yellow by the years, and there is a naked vague figure lying in the five freezer tanks, even if he is covered with hoarfrost, his eyes are closed, and the smell of blood and the evil aura of elite warriors projected from his bones are still surging outward through the freezer tank, and the smell of killing is enough to suffocate the timid people in an instant.

As soon as he entered the hall, Vladimir's eyes immediately fell on the six freezers that were exuding cold air, three steps and two, Vladimir quickly rushed forward, his slightly trembling palms, as if caressing the skin of a lover, gently brushed over the cold surface of the freezer, looked at the sleeping Winter Soldier inside, and couldn't wait to grin and shout, "Quick!" Amway! Open the freezer! My warriors are waiting for me to wake them up! Hey!! ā€

The smile on Vladimir's face was eager and bright, Hydra's most elite warrior, in the experiments of the Winter Soldier, turned into the most terrifying killing machine, with these five monsters, he could surpass Jin and become the only ruler of the New York underground.

Anatoly commanded silently with his palms, and the Alpha warriors scattered in pairs, forming a crossfire network that could cover all corners of the hall.

"Humph!" A contemptuous mockery snort suddenly sounded, and a large group of black shadows slowly walked in from the passage, and in a thick Russian voice, "Vladimir, you are so daring!" ā€