The cruelty of the war is well known, when the German army swept across Europe and pointed its sword at Moscow, its wild course shocked the whole world, and even the traditional powers such as the United States and Britain retreated, and it was difficult to catch the peak -- at that time, there must have been a division in the Soviet Union between the main battle faction and the main surrender faction, just like the repeated entanglement between battle and surrender before the Battle of Chibi.

According to historical records, at least 20 or more generals at that time advocated learning from the small European countries and submitting to the Nazis before making plans.

Without Yekhlyuev's "stargazing night on Red Square", the death of a great power would have been in a single moment.

Present at the ceremony of the "Stargazing Night on Red Square" were all the big figures in the military, political, and business circles at that time, and even the agents of several major arms dealers living in Moscow, all of whom wanted to gain the best fortune for the future of the great power.

Yekhryuev used tarot, compass, fixing, puppet technique, and soul substitution technique, which lasted for six hours, and finally displayed the prophecy of "Germany will be defeated, and the Moscow red flag will not fall" in the crystal sand table in the center of the square, and successfully predicted the death of the Nazi Führer.

As a result, the people rejoiced and their confidence doubled, and even the old and weak 'women' and children spontaneously organized themselves to transport ammunition and supplies to the front line, and finally turned the tide of the war.

Therefore, Yekhlyuev was the hero behind World War II, and he gave the confidence of the Soviet military and civilians as much as the atomic bomb dropped by the United States on Japan.

Yekhlyuev said that there is a secret room in the Führer's lair, which will not be destroyed, and the evil power of the Führer will never disappear, so the leader sent 'elite' elites to form a Hawk Commando. My son, Pasha, volunteered to be the captain of the army, and made a bloody military order in our army, saying that he would never return alive until he completed his mission. Later, they disappeared into Berlin and were never heard from again. I thought they were killed by SS guns, but I didn't expect this to happen......" Zhukov stroked the words, and suddenly burst into tears, "My other children died in the defense, and I have only this one son left, where did he go?" ”

No one could answer such a question, in fact, this was also the question that Lin Xuan was most concerned about.

"Let's go!" The man whispered.

"Where to go?" Lin Xuan didn't want to act rashly, let alone let that person command.

"Just go there." A sly smile slipped into the man's eyes, "In July 1999, the King of Terror descended from the sky - look, what an accurate prophecy......"

He raised his hand, his fingernails skimming the words, immediately leaving a half-inch-deep scratch on the stone wall.

"In 1999, what a beautiful era, about 15 years ago, the development of science and technology was backward, and the detection of mass murder weapons in the 51st region had not yet been finalized. When we go out and get a head start, we can do a lot of things freely and decide the direction of the future. In that sense, isn't it interesting that we are the real kings of terror? The man said with a wicked smile.

In Lin Xuan's memory, 1999 was the year when personal computers were becoming popular around the world, and the running speed of computer chips was extremely slow, and various storage devices were expensive. He went back to 1999 with that person, which is equivalent to predicting the events of fifteen years, for normal people, he is indeed the "king of terror", which will bring great shock to that era.

In the past, when he was familiar with "Centuries", he always thought that the terrifying king who fell from the sky was an alien, an alien monster, a three-headed and six-armed demon, but he never imagined that it was a group of careerists who traveled through time and space from the future into 1999.

"Let's go, you don't have a choice, instead of staying in 1945, it's better to get to 1999, right?" The man continued to 'bewitch' Lin Xuan.

Suddenly, Zhukov ran wildly towards the depths of the mountain's 'cave', running nearly a hundred steps, suddenly stopped, and with a muffled "bang", he fell straight backwards.

Lin Xuan didn't dare to slack off, and immediately rushed over to save people. More and faster chapters are here.

It turned out that the end of the mountain 'hole' was also sealed by a mirror, and Zhukov couldn't see the mirror clearly, so he hit it straight up, and was bounced back, and fainted immediately.

Not only did Lin Xuan's appearance be reflected in that mirror, but there was also another person crawling on his stomach.

The man was alive, but his crawling posture was extremely difficult, and every half step forward, in addition to holding on to the cracks in the stone with both hands, his body tightened his muscles and flesh like a 'caterpillar', and squirmed desperately forward. So, it looked like the man was only five steps away from the mirror, and at the current rate, it would take at least a few months to climb over.

"Marshal, marshal-" Lin Xuan stretched out his thumb to pinch Zhukov's "human center" and "acupoint", and after pinching it twenty times in a row, Zhukov slowly woke up.

"Marshal, are you alright? Are you still in your head? Lin Xuan asked repeatedly.

As soon as Zhukov opened his eyes, he immediately sat up straight, and pointed his right hand at the mirror: "Did you see that?" Did you see that? There he crawled over to us, save him, hurry up and save him, he is my son Pasha! Save him, save him......"

Lin Xuan looked in the direction of Zhukov's finger, and the prostrate person was still "crawling" with difficulty. In fact, it is more appropriate to say "struggle" than "crawling", because there is nothing in front of him, and even a severely injured disabled person can move forward smoothly a long time ago, without being so slow.

In front of Lin Xuan and Zhukov was a mirror, but it had an extra layer of meaning than an ordinary mirror, capable of showing moving images.

"Calm down, we can't save him for the time being. More and faster chapters are here. Lin Xuan pressed Zhukov's shoulder and whispered comfort.

But he's there...... Right there! Zhukov gasped, pressed his left 'chest' with his right hand, and his face swelled into a pig's liver 'color', "Save my son, save my son!" ”

Lin Xuan couldn't explain the strangeness of this kind of mirror to Zhukov, because he himself could not get out of the 'mysterious' time and space because of the mirror.

"It's just an image, maybe it's happening right in front of you, maybe it's happening on the horizon, maybe it's happening in this moment, maybe it's happening years ago - in short, who knows? Whether you break the mirror or not, it will have an unpredictable ending. Now, we can only be outsiders, can't we? The man walked slowly.

"It's not easy for outsiders to do it!" Lin Xuan smiled bitterly. More and faster chapters are here.

"You want to save people?" The man asked.

"If you can save it, of course you will; If it can't be saved, it's useless for the king of heaven to come, so he can only accept his fate. Lin Xuan's words were not only for that person, but also for Zhukov.

The man approached the mirror, put one hand in his pocket, and stroked the mirror with the other.

At this moment, the shadows of the three people were in the mirror, juxtaposed with the prostrate person.

If this were just an ordinary mirror, then according to the principles of imaging in physics, Zhukov should have reached out and could 'touch' his son's body. However, this is only a mirror-shaped object, and only a small part of its principle is the same as that of a mirror, and most of it is of a very different nature, and it is impossible to 'touch'.

"I guess the only way to save him is to go to the mirror." The man replied in a low voice, vaguely mocking.

The life and death of others has nothing to do with him, so he can sit back and watch.

Zhukov took it seriously, and suddenly stretched out his hand to the man: "How to get into the mirror?" I'll go, I'll not be afraid of any danger, as long as I can save the Pasha! ”

This time, it was the man's turn to smile wryly: "To the mirror?" If I know how, why wait for you to volunteer? ”

Zhukov lowered his hands in a dejected manner: "Are you entertaining me?" ”

The man did not dare to look at Zhukov and walked to the side in a daze.

No emotion in the world can compare to father's love and mother's love, because it is the most primitive and purest emotion of human beings, which is concluded according to blood relations, as long as people do not die, that kind of love will always exist zài, deeper and deeper. After Zhukov saw that his son was imprisoned, the previous marshal's demeanor, bravery and ruthlessness disappeared, and he instantly degenerated into a father who 'licked' his calves deeply, only his son in his eyes, and he had forgotten himself.

This sudden change made Lin Xuan feel extremely uncomfortable.

"You ...... Who can sue me and how can I save him? How can I save my son? Zhukov turned his head blankly, his gaze turning around Lin Xuan and the man's face.

Suddenly, the prostrate person slowly raised his head, his eyes looked upward, and he looked straight at Lin Xuan's side.

"He looked up, he looked up, ask him, how can you get him out?" Zhukov shouted repeatedly.

Lin Xuan couldn't hear any sound, but he could clearly distinguish the 'lip' language, and what the prostrate person said was "Da ruined miè, 'labyrinth' palace, go quickly, control zhì can't form shì, this is not a place where people should come, go quickly, throw down qiē and go quickly, don't have any evil thoughts...... Human beings are in the hands of others, and any request will be exchanged for a monstrous disaster......"

It was clear that the man also knew the 'lip' language, and he translated it to Zhukov while reading it.

"Come out quickly, come out quickly...... Zhukov pounced forward, slapped the mirror with both palms, and made a "pop" sound that pierced the eardrums.

After Lin Xuan read the 'lip' language, his gaze turned to Pasha's back.

He felt that part of the mirror was like a super camera, which could capture video from another place and transmit it to everyone's eyes.

In that case, there is no point in Zhukov knocking on the mirror.

"I'm going to get him out, I'm going to get him out!" Zhukov spun in place, and suddenly there was a light in his eyes.

"He couldn't come out, and the structure of the mirror should be similar to a periscope, and the images we see don't match what actually happened, it's like a kind of news broadcast. Let's calm down and see if there are any other passages. Lin Xuan said.

"He's right there—" Zhukov screamed.

"Anyone can see it, but we should also know that he is not there at all, just like the refraction of light, the displacement of light, that occurs when light passes through the water." Lin Xuan patiently explained.

"Open it, open it, open it......" Zhukov roared.

The man in the mirror lowered his head heavily again and continued to struggle and crawl.

The man suddenly approached the mirror, observed with bated breath, and said slowly: "It's really strange, I feel that this mirror is a structure of countless layers of lenses, is there any point in that?" If a layer of mirrors is a world, then isn't the tree in front of us a huge 'labyrinth' like a thousand 'flowers'? A layer of 'labyrinth' is still difficult, if it is a complex 'labyrinth' palace with layers of opposites and various systems, will there be no more days to crack it? ”

"No, no cracking, no cracking, I know what to do, I know how to destroy this mirror—" Zhukov shouted, turning around and running towards the chamber.

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