"Where is this taking me?" Frank Miir followed the prison guard, and after walking for about ten minutes, he couldn't help but ask, this is the road he has never walked before, this is obviously not to see Maria in the visitation room.

"The warden wants to see you, he found something, let me take you there."

Frankimir looked at the guard suspiciously, but the guard ignored Frankimir and continued to walk on his own.

It's a huge, endless, dark abyss.

When Frankimir saw the huge cavern in front of him, he didn't dare to tell his eyes at all. The diameter of the underground cave is more than twelve meters, and there is no bright light coming from the underground cavern, and nothing can be seen from the black hole.

"I sent two teams in to search, they have been in for an hour, there is no sign of turning back, it seems that this hole is deeper than I thought." The warden said to Frank Mire, who had just entered the storeroom.

Kafka stood behind the warden with a sad face, and Yulia was there, her expression as if she was very dissatisfied, and her face was full of anger. In addition to them, behind the warden, there are two old men wearing glasses who are quite conspicuous.

"What's going on? Did you dig it? Franky Mill asked, but he was thinking of Maria.

Frankimir couldn't help but complain a little about why Maria was so reckless and dug such a big hole. This is simply nothing to do, and it seems that the plan to escape from prison is the end of life.

Women are really not reliable at all, except for sleeping with men, can they do any other things? It looks pretty good, but it's all embroidered pillows.

Frank Mire thought, his eyes involuntarily looking at Yulia. The expression on her face was strange, as if someone had angered her just now.

Yulia also noticed that Frankimir was looking at her, which made her very unnatural, her heart was racing and her breathing was short, but she couldn't open her mouth to blame Frankimir in public, so she had to bow her head and pretend that she didn't know anything.

Frankimir turned his head and looked at the warden helplessly, looking forward to his next words, hoping that they hadn't captured Maria yet.

Except for the KGB's "gluttonous mecha", which is often referred to as the "gluttonous dragon" by laymen, Frankimir could not think of anything else in the Soviet Union that could dig such a big pit. His only hope at the moment was that the "gluttonous mecha" had not been discovered by them, and Maria had not been caught by them.

"We don't have the time to dig up such a big thing. You're right, we should have done a full-blown search a long time ago. The warden said with a serious face.

"Yes! Maybe, anything to discover? Frankie Mill didn't know how to answer.

"I think that's why. What do you think? Maybe that's where that crazy guy came from. ”

Frankimir was stunned for a moment, he realized that the warden had not, and had linked the cave to the prison escape or Maria, who seemed to have no idea about it, and Maria had not been caught by them. Now I can only pray, Maria, don't, come back to this cave.

Frankie Mill bowed his head thoughtfully and fell silent, the warden thinking that he was thinking about the murderer, not knowing that he had something else in mind.

The warden smiled stiffly and said to Frankimir, "I forgot to introduce you, this is Dr. Saul. ”

The warden pointed to a thin old man behind him, he looked nearly sixty years old, the eyelids of one eye drooped, the other eye could barely be opened, the thin cheeks made his already high cheekbones more prominent, and there were a few sparse hairs planted on his head, and he looked obscene, like a ** old man.

This Professor Sol was very close to Yulia, so close that he was about to touch Yulia's huge breasts, which made Frankimir even more convinced, he might really be an authentic ** old man.

"This is Professor Zhukov. Yes, our marshal is the namesake of the same name. The warden continued.

This Professor Zhukov looked about the same age as the guy named Saul, but the difference was that he was radiant and full of energy. His face was flushed and he looked very healthy. He was of great physique, showing no signs of a hunched back, and if it weren't for his silver hair, deep tear stains at the corners of his eyes, and brown stained teeth, which betrayed his age, he would have made people look like he would be in his forties at most.

Frankie Mill couldn't help but think it was funny, this "2371" was really funny. Two physicians, Kafka and Yulia, are ugly and beautiful, one like a wild boar and the other like an angel. Now these two old professors are even more different, and this warden is really good at matching.

"You kid guess first, Professor Saul or Professor Zhukov, who is older?"

"Isn't the warden telling me that this Professor Zhukov is older?"

"How clever! He is the son of Professor Ivan. That's right, this Professor Saul is about the same age as your father, and he is also in his sixties. This Professor Zhukov is already 85 years old. What do you think? Can't you see it, right? It was only for the sake of my face that he agreed to accept the government's re-employment and come to work with us. ”

Frankimir was completely afraid to believe his eyes, he had never seen a man in his eighties who could be like this. No wonder he has silver hair, tears in the corners of his eyes, and dirty teeth. He had heard his wife mention many anti-aging drugs to him, and he couldn't help but think that this Professor Zhukov must not have used those strange things.

"Now is not the time to say hello, what the hell should we do with this thing?" Yulia said coldly on the side.

"Stinky girl, you're always disappointed. How can she find a husband like this, no wonder she is still alone now. The warden complained.

"She's right, the guards have been in for more than an hour, and I'm worried about whether they're in danger." The obscene-looking Professor Saul said.

"To be able to dig such a big hole, it must not be an ordinary person. I remember that there were still ten sets of individual flame mechs in the arsenal, and I wanted to use the "Frost Mech" as well, although it was always a little old, after all, the "Frost Mech" was the only main battle mech we had here. I would like to form a temporary special operations team to conduct a comprehensive search of this strange cave, and I myself will be the leader of the special operations team. ”

"I'm afraid that's a bit wrong, isn't it? The warden should stay here and preside over the overall situation. Kafka said.

"There's nothing wrong with that." The warden shook his head.

"Warden, I don't think it's appropriate, we should notify the Ministry of State Security and let them deal with it." Professor Saul reassured.

"What to say, we can handle it. Or what do you think we should say, tell them that we sent a hole in the Gulag found pulling. They'll just think we're okay, and even if we have to tell them, we'll have to wait until we figure out what's going on, otherwise those guys will just think we're all wine bags and rice bags. ”

Professor Thor blinked at the eye that could still be opened, not knowing what to say, he always felt that in this dark cavern, there was an inscrutable danger, and it was not wise to rush there. He had already started, and he was worried about the prison guards who had entered before.

"Franky Mir, I asked you to be brought here because I wanted you to be able to operate the Frost Mech."

"This ...... Is it appropriate? I have absolutely no experience in operating third-generation aircraft. ”

"I can't care about it so much, no one here has any experience in operating a third-generation aircraft, after all, it was a machine forty years ago."

"Wait a minute, Warden. He's a prisoner here, and you're going to let him handle the weapons of destruction, I'm afraid it's not right, right? Yulia interjected.

"I think twice about it, and there's no one better suited than him." The warden nodded.

"I'm worried about whether I can do it, starting from the fourth-generation aircraft, the armed mecha has adopted the man-machine integration 'control mode', and the third-generation aircraft is still a simple mechanical operation, which is really difficult in this regard." Frankimir said, thinking about something else, maybe in this way, he would get more opportunities. And if he participates in this operation, he can learn about various situations, and he can try to try to save the escape plan that Maria messed up.

"How do you know if you don't try? Kafka will leave it to you here, and I'll take Frankimir to see the Frost Mech. ”

"Warden, I think you should consider Yulia's suggestion." Kafka doesn't seem to agree either, letting Franky Mill operate the "Frost Mech".

"Okay, I have my own ideas, the operating system and the control system are very different, I think, it will be difficult for us to control the 'Frost Mecha' well."

Kafka glared at Frank Mire, not knowing what else to say, and although he didn't say anything, his face was full of indignation.

"That's it, send someone to guard this place. Those who go in may go deep underground, causing their contacts to be unable to receive any signals. Our liaison has a signal reception range of only five kilometers. In this way, this hole is much deeper than I thought. The warden continued, and with that he had Frankimir leave.

"I'm going too! I'm going too! I'm not worried about this kind of guy. Yulia said preemptively.

The warden, Yulia, Frankimir, and six guards arrived at a card room located in the northernmost part of the dormitory. It looks less like a warehouse, more like a showroom. There are all weapons in it. Over the years, this showroom has also collected a lot of rare treasures, including the first generation of death light launchers of the Austro-Hungarian Empire, the full set of equipment of the dragon knights of the First World War in France, the light weapons of the Sikh saints in India, and the standard configuration of the "New Iron Guard Eight Banners Army" with the same name as the Beiyang New Army before the collapse of the Qing Empire, which was one of the three major cavalry in the world in the past.

Of course, there are a lot of things here, but because of their age, there are few things that really work. And in the center of the showroom, parked there is the "Frost Mecha" mentioned by the Warden.

This is a mecha that seems to have a human form, with a flexible head, a hard chest, a tight metal waist, and long legs that shimmer with metallic luster, sinking into the black earth under your feet. On the right chest of the mecha, there is the emblem of the Russian double-headed eagle, and on the left shoulder is armed with a cannon of 230 mm caliber. A six-shot rotary machine gun was mounted on each arm of the left and right arms, and behind the mech, a bulky steam boiler was carried.

Judging from the smoothness of the mecha, it is not difficult to see that this mecha has hardly been used. Frankimir even wondered if the mech had ever been incorporated into the army. Even the boiler behind the mecha looks very clean.

Frank Mire has only been an official agent for only one year. The training of agents is only one-third that of other agents. Due to his father's opposition, although he had great talents, he lacked a lot of homework in terms of professional skills. Although he has manipulated many various training mechs. But the main battle mecha that was really used in the battle, he hadn't even entered the cockpit, and he didn't know if he could control it, such a metal monster.