When Tang Shuxing and Grovemo left Wuya Village overnight, there were bursts of singing in the tavern, snowflakes were floating in the sky, and the four monsters in the tavern began to carry out the mercenary's corpses one by one and move them everywhere, and at the same time did the same thing as the mercenaries - take photos, take these evidences to receive rewards, and of course find the Eastern Front arm.

The Night Bat and Solomon crouched on top of the water tower, like two ice sculptures, motionless and stared at the four monsters below, two werewolves, a bear and a snake man.

Night Bat was very uneasy in his heart, but this uneasiness and nervousness was only manifested in the constant folding of his index finger, which was his habit. Solomon knew that night bats behave like this when they were not completely sure about something.

In the past 15 years, he has seen night bats do this twice, the first time was five years ago, when a strange virus swept through a small West African country, and the infected people died in just 8 hours, their bodies curled up and clumped together, and all animals except rats were infected with the virus, and the death was no different from that of humans.

The hunters in West Africa sent a message asking them to arrive immediately from the "headquarters", in fact, they did not have a so-called headquarters, it can be said that they were wandering in all directions, and the night bats and Solomon were chasing three monsters on a small island in the Pacific Ocean, and immediately went to West Africa after receiving the news.

When they arrived, they found that all the hunters there had died, not from the virus, but from rats - the rats in that small country were overflowing, because the virus had greatly mutated their physique, and their reproductive ability had increased tenfold, and a good country had become a rat country.

Thousands of rats have the intelligence of a human being when they were eleven or twelve, but they are also more bloodthirsty, eating all kinds of corpses, gnawing away crops and trees, and finally not sparing even the turf.

The three countries that are in close proximity to this small country have used all their armies to besiege the border. But that didn't help, no matter how many tanks and armored vehicles you had, how many weapons and equipment, after discovering that the wriggling black patches of the plains in the distance were swarms of rats. How much courage will be left?

White phosphorus, high-explosive, incendiary bombs...... All kinds of weapons were hurled at the rat swarm, but it only served a temporary blocking effect, and batch after batch of rats began to gather and start a wheel battle with the human army.

Nightbat and Solomon witnessed all this from a distance, and Nightbat was dumbfounded, took off his hat, stared at the swarm of rats in the distance, and began to pray to God on his knees with his hands and fists - although he had a solid faith, faith was not at all the source of sustainment for many years. He didn't pray as much time as an eight-year-old in a normal family.

As with all tragedies, there is always an end, and there is always a miracle when an unknown transport plane appears over the capital of a small country, and then drops an unknown powder downward. After the powder hit the ground, the rats soon began to die, and they looked like they were suffocating before they died.

Then, the situation began to spread, and all the rats that had been active and ready to win at any time died, leaving only rat corpses everywhere.

No one knows where that plane came from, and no one knows what the powder that was thrown is. It is only known that in the remaining two years, the three neighboring countries used a lot of manpower and material resources to clean up the rat carcasses in the country, but never intended to divide their land and rebuild. The people of this country are basically all dead, and the rest have fled far away, no one wants to go back, and no one wants to touch this cursed land. Except, of course, for adventurers and medical scientists from other continents.

But, again, this incident also made the hunter aware of his own insignificance, before that. They all think that they are strong and that there is nothing they can't solve, and there is evidence that this plague comes from some kind of monster race, and as for what it is, they have not yet analyzed.

Solomon turned his head to look at the night bat next to him: "Teacher, do you recall what happened in West Africa again?" ”

"Yes." The Night Bat had to admit it, because he also knew that he was distracted, and he also did that kind of action, "There are some things that maybe we can't solve alone, you also heard it, Night Clan Alliance, ha- oh my God, the monsters in the underground are pouring out, all because of that damn Shangdu." ”

"Aren't the corpses of Shangdu also monsters? That's also within our remit? Solomon laughed at himself.

"Solomon, you are still a child in my eyes, you know? As early as hundreds of years ago, when modern medicine was still in its embryonic state, the church regarded it as heresy, because dissection was disrespectful to the dead, at that time, hunters not only had to hunt down monsters, but also to protect the cemetery, but later, when the church also relied on modern medicine to continue life and save the people, the past rules and regulations were quietly abolished. "At that time, the church thought that only God could do these things, and some radicals later thought that organ transplantation was also a mistake, and things began to contradict, and there was a split within the church, and we were forced to squeeze in the middle, not knowing who to listen to, and then, the progress of mankind began to fly, and the progress of medicine was too terrifying, and genetic engineering or something was beyond the control of the church, until now the appearance of the corpse ......"

Night Bat opened his eyes again and looked at his apprentice: "Solomon, we can only try our best to do something well, remember, it is our best, sometimes trying our best does not mean that we have to sacrifice for no reason, our top boss is also facing extinction, in the United States, the invasion of Shanduism has made many people change their faith, and the church is powerless, it can only watch the faith pass, just like an hourglass, sooner or later it will leak." ”

Solomon didn't really understand what the master said, but he didn't want to listen to the old man's nagging anymore, so he nodded slightly.

"Follow them quietly, waiting for the other companions to arrive." Night Bat finished speaking and was about to jump off the water tower, "I need to go to sleep, they shouldn't be on the road tonight, by the way, what do those two people do?" Do you think it's the enemy? ”

"I don't know." Solomon shook his head, "I only know that they are actually very strong, and they just didn't want to conflict with me before, so they deliberately showed weakness." ”

The Night Bat smiled and jumped off the water tower, while Solomon sat on top of the water tower, wrapped in the outer layer of cold cloak, trying to take a nap, he was too sleepy.

……

Gromov and Don Shushu placed Chisk in a safer place in Donetsk and gave him some money before leaving. Gromov led the Don Shushu in a straight line to the port of Zaporozhye, where he crossed the Dnieper River upstream.

This is a relatively convenient way, because there is no way to fly, after all, a certain part of Ucuran can become a no-fly zone at any time, and even if you find a plane, you will be notified to change course halfway through the flight, or you will be destroyed by a missile that has flown out of nowhere.

Gromov's plan was to swim upstream, through several large ports such as Dnepropetrovsk, Komsomolsk, and then the most heavily guarded Kyiv.

As soon as he passed through Kyiv and entered the Kiev reservoir, he could easily approach Chernobyl, and he had reason to believe that the real Sergei was still there.

A few days later, the small cargo ship they were on finally arrived at the alert port of Kyiv, and small gunboats could be seen on the left and right of the river, some of which seemed to have been towed out of the museum, but the kind of small artillery still easily overturned any ship on the river.

Bribes and forged documents still worked, and with Gromov's various "small gifts" - foreign cigarettes, which are popular with Kyiv servicemen, etc., they passed the inspection without any problems, but they were not allowed to enter the area of the reservoir, because the upper reaches of the Dnieper, where the access to Russian territory has been completely blocked, and only a few cargo ships can enter and exit.

On the shore, Tang Shuxing followed Gromov on the street half-masked, fortunately, the weather was cold enough, and he could cover his face with a scarf, otherwise, many people on the street would cast strange glances at him - the appearance of an oriental face who is not a reporter here will make everyone feel vigilant, after all, everyone here knows that it is the Asia-Europe troops who support the armed forces on the Eastern Front.

"Right in front of us, it's our site, there are only two people, a couple, who have lived here for twenty years, old spies, very discreet, never really activated." Gromov walked towards a building in the center of the city, old and Soviet-like, except that the walls had been painted countless times, and only the corners could be faintly discerned.

Entering the old building, the two walked up the stairs, and Gromov whispered in front of them: "I call them uncles and aunts, Mr. and Mrs. Victor, in fact, I have learned a lot from them, at least ......"

As he spoke, Gromov suddenly stopped, staring at a dusty makeshift shoe rack placed aside in the corridor in front of him, on which were placed several pairs of boots, both for men and women, but all covered with dust.

"What's wrong?" Tang Shuxing asked in a low voice, looking around.

"Something's wrong." Gromov motioned for Tang Shuxing to look at the staircase, and he took out his pistol and walked over to the side.

Gromov slowly approached the shoe rack, took out the key from one of the shoes, found that the key was full of oil, immediately got up, opened the door of the room with his key, opened it and just glanced at it, immediately turned his head away, waved his hand at Tang Shuxing in the distance, and signaled him to hurry over.

Before that, he deliberately placed a sensor on the side of the staircase, and when he walked to the door and just took a look, he immediately turned his head away like Gromov before, and said, "How can this be?" ”

"I don't know." Gromov motioned for him to come in, then closed the door, and the two stood at the porch, looking at the six highly decomposed corpses lying in the room, which was less than thirty square meters.

Gromov turned his head to look at the thermometer next to him, because of the heating, the indoor temperature was 28 degrees, very stuffy, and the windows were closed, but there was no ** smell in the room, which was very strange.