"Girls and fighter jets", this analogy makes Long Yun find it interesting.

Even if he amuses himself, I have to say that this analogy is really appropriate: two models with similar performance and combat effectiveness, one with elegant lines and one with a sharp body, is it very similar to these two girls who are different from each other but have very different personalities.

Thinking about Shangguan Ling, thinking that this eldest lady was sleeping next door, Long Yun's thoughts gradually changed the existing track, and he remembered a lot of what he had seen and speculated about today.

This trip to visit relatives with Ling to the United States was a rare opportunity to get close to and understand his boss's upbringing and life background. However, the more this happened, the more obvious the doubts in his heart became, and two questions had been lingering in his heart since he saw Ling's family situation.

First, according to his rough observation, Shangguan Ling's family should be very harmonious and happy, isn't it very good for the family to live happily together, why did Ling return to China to go to school when he was young, and until now he has settled in Beijing, which is far away from his family?

Second, as far as I know about the Ling family, Mr. Zhai works at the Crop Research Institute, and Mrs. Zhai is a sports nutritionist classified as a freelancer, which is certainly enough to support the family to live a prosperous life, but to say that the family business is so big, there is a company of the size of "Renchen" for Ling to inherit and take care of - this is completely impossible.

With no intention of snooping on Ling's privacy and family affairs, Long Yun just thought about these doubts casually, but he did feel that there were quite a lot of puzzles on this powerful eldest lady. It's not as simple and straightforward as the "school flower and president of the company" left to him when the two first met.

I thought about it like this. Take another look at your phone. It was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

In these days on the "Ruby", although Long Yun had a lot of fun, he never rested well, he snapped his fingers and turned off the lights, closed his eyes and fell asleep in the cold moonlight that shone obliquely into the bedroom, but he unconsciously remembered the parallel world that he hadn't crossed for a long time.

Once curiosity is ignited, it is not so easy to quench; It's been so long since the last time I've traveled, and now that there's nothing to do anyway, isn't it time to set off to visit the "Dead City" and uncover the thick curtain of mysteries?

It's time to cross over again and investigate.

……

Waking up from his deep sleep, Long Yun sat up with sleepy eyes. He seemed to feel a hint of the hot wind rising in the early morning in Moscow in the middle of summer.

The sky outside the window was a pale azure and a clear and cloudless day.

After a long time of real life, Long Yun, who suddenly crossed over, made a fuss on the bed for a while, sorted out the memories of the parallel world, and then slowly got out of bed to get dressed and wash his face.

As the cold water flowed across his cheeks, the cold stimulation made him clearly recall that today was the day he planned to go to the desert of Central Asia; According to the KGB-approved course of action, he would go alone to the mysterious place, the abandoned city that had been inaccessible and dead for many years.

The name "Dead City" comes to mind. Long Yun's water-soaked fingers twitched a few times unconsciously.

Is it a secret base, or an empty city, that has been abandoned for more than a decade......

Compared to this terrible name, if you can really set foot in it. Will the scene you see be a hundred times more terrifying than the name?

There was a faint awe of the unknown in his heart, and inexplicable anticipation, changed into an inconspicuous casual clothes, packed up the straight general's regular clothes and other things, and Long Yun, who was carrying a light suitcase, got into a slightly old light blue Lada sedan at the door of the apartment, and went straight to Domodedovo Airport like a businessman in a hurry, and did not forget to stuff the driver with two small rubles like a real hitchhiker before getting off the car, and then put on his hat and hurriedly walked into the waiting hall.

Viktor Rezenov, Major General of the Soviet Air Force Aviation, at this time seemed to be a complete frequent traveler on business, and he did not even carry the P228 pistol that never left his side. Long Yun, who was on a top-secret mission, was already a little unclear when he sat on the plane seat, whether he was stealthy in disguise, or whether he had really been demobilized and left the army.

Well, it's okay to not bring weapons now.

Anyway, the place where I was going to carry out the mission was simply a forbidden place that had not been approached by humans for more than ten years; Not only is the rank useless there, but even the weapons are probably the same. To deal with the potential threat of other creatures, perhaps all he needs is some insecticide and mosquito coils.

But what about the unknown force that led the tragedy......

As the engine ran and the whistling sound temporarily "disappeared" from his ears, the ear drum felt a slight discomfort due to the change in air pressure, thinking that he would also have discomfort when he piloted the fighter plane countless times, Long Yunquan shook his head and drove away those useless thoughts, closed his eyes and rested for a while.

Any speculation and assumptions are pointless until you get close to the "dead city", so why think so much.

……

With a calm mood, Long Yun's journey can be regarded as a qiēshun lì.

Arriving in Karaganda on a civilian airliner and boarding a helicopter specially sent by the KGB, he arrived in the evening of the same day at a place called the "Kalsackpai" in the heart of Central Asia, near this town to be exact.

Jumping out of a clattering fat Mi-17 helicopter at a military base on the outskirts of the city of Kalsack, a qiē was completely alien to him; It wasn't until I saw the military map in the base office that I learned that this little-known place was only a few dozen kilometers away from the famous Baikonur Space City, and under the constraints of the principle of secrecy, the town closely related to the Space City naturally did not appear on the general civilian map.

"Ah, hello, Comrade Rezenov!"

Ivan Zakharov, a good-looking, well-spoken KGB agent, greeted Long Yun in the base office, introducing himself as the on-site liaison officer for the operation and the only person at the base who knew what he was doing here, except for a few completely reliable soldiers.

"The report sent back by the meteorological department shows that there have been no sandstorms in the 'target' area in recent days, and if we have a smooth line, we will be able to leave tomorrow morning and reach the periphery of the 'target' by evening."

I don't know if it was professional habits or jealousy, Zakharov replaced "Rome" with "goal", or "dead city"; As he spoke, he led Long Yun to the base garage with the iron gate closed, and the liaison officer explained the situation to him, saying that the materials and equipment needed for this operation had already arrived and moved onto armored vehicles in advance, and the convoy would be able to secretly set off early tomorrow morning and send him to a distance of about 25 kilometers around the "dead city."

Twenty-five kilometers, which is also the safe limit distance for ordinary people to approach the "dead city", so they can only stand by and provide logistical and technical support as much as possible.

"Set off early in the morning and arrive in the afternoon", Long Yun also fully understood this kind of long journey, he knew that for such a terrible place as the "dead city", I am afraid that no pilot would dare to fly any aircraft to approach, send him to the edge of the area to parachute or land, this kind of action is not much different from suicide, but also a meaningless adventure.

In the slightly dimly lit garage, with the help of Zakharov, he checked the belongings sent by Moscow, and Long Yun also took a particularly careful inventory of all the compressed food, drinking water, and tools and equipment, because the area around the "dead city" was inaccessible to humans at all, and the so-called "rear support" was naturally quite limited.

In short, once he really set foot on that land, the next thing he could do was to deal with it on his own.

After checking everything and looking at the mechanical watch in his hand, Long Yun said goodbye to Zakharov at the garage door, who first shook his hand with a smile, and then said to him with a little hesitation:

"Comrade Rezenov, are you sure you really want to go to the 'target' area? I know a little bit about that place, it's an absolute forbidden area for humans, you ......"

"Yes. Comrade Zakharov, you are right; But,"

Consciousness snooping returned the agent's sincere concern, causing a brief pause in Long Yun's words; For a second or two, he did wonder if he really had to venture into the "dead city", the place where everyone talked about it.

However, when you think of the mysteries in your mind, the answer is naturally unknown.

"That's why we're doing everything we can now to get to the bottom of the truth in the 'target' area."

Infected by Long Yun's tone, the smile on Zakharov's face disappeared and turned into a very serious look, he raised his hand and gently patted Long Yun's arm twice:

"Then take care! Our number one trump card, the hero's good lad. ”

……

The scorching sun in the afternoon was scorching on the desert land where there was almost no grass.

Against the backdrop of a desolate and monotonous landscape, three lonely BMP-2E infantry fighting vehicles move slowly, leaving shallow tracked marks on the dry ground.

Sitting in the crew compartment at the back of the fully air-conditioned combat vehicle, Long Yun, who had just woken up from a nap, drank a few sips of water from the kettle and looked out from the narrow periscope on the top cover of the crew compartment; As far as the eye can see, the Gobi desert landform can be seen everywhere in the hinterland of Central Asia, because of the heating effect of the air exposed to the sun, the sand-yellow ground that has been repeatedly swept by the wind and sand and is almost barren, and the refraction in the line of sight is as uncertain as if it is separated by a layer of water.

With the roar of supercharged diesel engines, Long Yun's convoy has been on the road for several hours.

From the early morning departure to the present, although there is no bad weather, the convoy has also traveled quite hard; This kind of hardship was first manifested in the unbearable heat during the journey, but as all kinds of strange signs gradually appeared, their small team had to face more and more difficulties. (To be continued......)

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