His eyes were fixed on Su Mengfan, but his gaze passed through the young man, stopping somewhere far away, where there seemed to be majestic silhouettes of buildings emerging from the smoke.

made Su Mengfan feel that if he turned around, he could see this scene. The old man fell silent and sighed heavily.

Su Mengfan decided not to disturb his memories.

"Yes, there are other metro systems besides Moscow, maybe people are hiding in those places...... But young man, think about it! "Mikhail Polfilevich held out a finger in the air.

"How many years have passed, and there has been no news...... If they're looking for us, they've been looking for us for so many years, right? No," he hung his head, "there's no one else." ”

After another five minutes of silence, the old man sighed in a voice that couldn't be softer, he said more to himself than to Su Mengfan: "God, what a wonderful world we have ruined......

There was silence in the tent.

Their quiet conversation bore Vanechka, who was already asleep, his mouth slightly open, breathing softly, sometimes purring like a puppy.

Mikhail Polfilevich didn't say a word, and although Su Mengfan knew that he wasn't asleep, he didn't want to disturb him, so he also closed his eyes and prepared to sleep.

And the wound in the shoulder began to heal slowly, and after moving the shoulder, it was no longer so painful.

This kind of wound would have taken a long time to heal in a previous life.

It seems that the human beings here are also like those dark creatures, in order to better survive, so they are subtly enhancing their physique.

He had thought that exhaustion would make him fall asleep quickly after a long day of unexpected events, but time passed slowly, and he was not asleep yet.

The cushion, which had been soft just now, was uneven now, and he tossed and turned many times before he found a comfortable position.

The old man's sad words kept echoing in his ears.

……

No more, no one else......

Never again to see the glittering streets, the magnificent buildings, the golden sun, and the breeze that blows your long hair and your cheeks on a warm summer evening, there will never be the sky as described by the old man again.

Now the so-called sky is rising upwards, sinking into the rotten wires of the tunnel ceiling and remaining there forever.

But the sky before, what did the old man say?

Azure?

Clear?

And this sky is very strange, just like what Su Mengfan saw in his memory of the adventure of {Botanical Garden Station}, it was full of stars, but not velvety blue but light blue, shiny......

The buildings are also tall, but they are not squeezed by the weight, they are light and have simple lines, as if woven out of the sweet air.

They stand tall, almost off the earth, their silhouettes unfolding in the endless heights of the sky.

How many people are there!

Su Mengfan has never seen so many people here, maybe only at the {All-Russian Exhibition Center Station}, but there are more people here.

The open space between the buildings was also full of people, running around, and a lot of children were eating something, maybe real ice cream.

Su Mengfan even wanted to ask one of the children if he could give him something to eat, he hadn't eaten ice cream for a long time.

When he was younger, he wanted to eat something, but he couldn't buy it anymore, and the candy factory had long since only produced molds and mice.

But the children, who were licking and eating the delicious food, were moving away from him, laughing, and deftly avoiding him, and he didn't even have a chance to see the faces of any of them.

Su Mengfan didn't know what he wanted to do, whether to eat some ice cream and see the children's faces clearly or to see if the children really had faces...... He was a little scared.

After a while, the outlines of the buildings began to slowly dim and blur, and they all hung menacingly above Su Mengfan, and they were getting closer and closer to him.

Su Mengfan was still looking at the children, and he felt that the children were not laughing happily, but evilly.

He gathered up his strength to grab a boy's sleeve, and the boy retreated and grabbed him with his nails like a devil, but Su Mengfan clenched the boy's throat and looked at his face, he turned out to be Vanechka.

Wanechka roared, baring her teeth and shaking her head, trying to grab Su Mengfan's hand.

Su Mengfan was scared and threw him out, and Wanechka jumped up, suddenly raised her head, and let out a terrible scream, which made Su Mengfan run out of the subway station like a fly.

The children who were running around began to slow down, slowly looking at him from the side, getting closer and closer to him.

The black, bulky building above them was getting closer.

The children stood in the dwindling space between the buildings, and they took the spear of Vanechka's struggle, savage, malicious, and full of cold sadness, and finally they turned their faces to Su Mengfan.

However, they had no faces, only black masks and painted mouths, and no whites of the eyes or eyeballs!

Suddenly, a voice came, and Su Mengfan couldn't hear it clearly.

The voice was very soft, and the noise of the vicious battle drowned it out, but the sound kept repeating in Su Mengfan's ears, and Su Mengfan tried not to think about the children who were getting closer and closer, and listened to the voice carefully.

He finally heard, "You must leave."

This voice was repeated again, and again, Su Mengfan could hear that it was the commander's voice.

He opened his eyes and lifted the quilt, and the tent was very dark and stuffy.

It was as if his head had been filled with lead, and it became difficult to think.

Su Mengfan didn't seem to be awake yet, he didn't know how long he had been asleep, whether it was time to get up and go on the road, or whether he should turn over and have a good dream.

At this moment the tent was pulled open, and the guard of the blockade that had let them into {Smogley Station} reached in, and his name was Konstantin...... What's the last name?

"Mikhail Polfilevich! Mikhail Polfilevich! Get up! Mikhail Polfilevich! Is he dead or what? ”

The guards didn't notice at all that Su Mengfan was looking at him in fear, and he climbed into the tent and began to shake the sleeping old man.

Vanechka woke up first, screaming unhappily.

The guards didn't look at him, and then Vannethka tried to pull his arm, and he twisted Vanechka's ear, at which point the old man woke up.

"Mikhail Polfilevich! Get up! The guard whispered urgently, "You must leave!" The Red Army demanded that you be handed over because you were a rumor-monger and enemy propagandist.

How many times have I told you that when you are at our station, don't say those things about {Moscow State University}. Why don't you listen? ”

"Please, Konstantin Alekseevich, what's going on?" The old man got up from his bed and shook his head in confusion.

"I didn't say anything, it's not propaganda, I just whispered to this young man, no one else heard......"

"Then take this young man with you. You know what kind of station this is.

If they were at {Rubinyanka} they would cut your belly and tie you to a stick, and this friend of yours would be thrown against the wall and he would not be able to speak.

Come on, hurry up. What are you waiting for?

They're coming to arrest you now, because they're still trying to get something to get from the Red Army in exchange for you - so haven't come yet, hurry up! ”

Su Mengfan had already stood up, with his backpack on his back, and he wasn't sure if he wanted to take out the gun.

The old man was still in shock, but soon they were on the road and walked very fast.

Konstantin Alekseevich covered Vonechka's mouth with his hand, and the old man looked at him worriedly, fearing that he would break the child's neck.

The tunnel to {Pushkin station} was best defended.

They passed through two blockades, 100 and 200 meters from the entrance.

The first had reinforced defenses, a railing cut off the road, and people could only advance along a narrow path by the wall.

On the left is a telephone with a telephone line to the center of the station, probably the headquarters.

The second line of blockade consists of sandbags, machine guns and searchlights, which are common in general blockade lines.

Each blockade was manned, but Konstantin Alexei led them through two blockades and reached the border.

"Let's go. I'll send you five more minutes, and I'm afraid you won't be able to come here again, Mikhail Polfilevich. He said as he slowly walked in the direction of Pushkin Station.

"They haven't forgiven you for what you did before, and now you've done it again. I heard that Comrade Moskvin was very interested in this, have you heard?

Well, let's figure it out, be careful when crossing {Pushkin station}. He said as he continued with the three men in the dark.

"Quickly walk through there. You know we're afraid of them! So, get out of here and stay honest! ”

Because there was no need to rush to get somewhere, the fugitives slowed down.

"Why don't they like you so much?" Su Mengfan asked, looking at the old man curiously.

"I really don't like them a lot. At the beginning of the war, our small circle made up a pamphlet, and Anton Rovich lived at the {Pushkin station} at that time, and he could use a typewriter.

There is a publishing house {Pushkin station} that has a printer in it, and some madmen use it there to print some news...... That's where he printed. ”

"However, the blockade of the forces of the Red Army did not look dangerous, there were only two people, one flag, no fortifications, not like Hansa." Su Mengfan suddenly thought of this and said it casually.

"From this side, of course, there is no danger, because their main firepower is on the inside and not outside." Mikhail Polfilevich smiled.

"That's where reinforcements should be. If it's on the border – it's just for decoration. ”

They were silent and walked silently, everyone having something on their minds.

Su Mengfan listened to his feelings about the tunnel, and it was strange that this tunnel and the section from {Gomez City Station} to {Kuznatsky Station} were empty, but there was no feeling here.

There is nothing in these tunnels, just soulless buildings.