Chapter 41: Faith

Su Mengfan is also interested in politics. He was interested in explaining the mutants, and he wondered if they existed.

But Lusakov was silent, and Su Mengfan's mind slipped back to the track he hadn't been able to escape a few days ago - he needed to rush to Metropolitan Station!

He was miraculously rescued, and he was given another chance, perhaps the last.

He has pain all over his body, difficulty breathing, deep breathing makes him cough, and...... He couldn't keep one eye open right now, and he wanted to be with these people!

With them he felt calmer and more confident, and the darkness in the strange tunnel did not condense in front of him, nor did it oppress him.

The sound of the claws scratching the ground from the darkness did not terrify him, he did not need to be too vigilant, how he wished that this soothing state would last forever.

He was glad to have been rescued again and again, and although death was already rattling in his head, it did not defeat him.

The stubborn fear that once controlled him before the execution, which had spasmed him, had evaporated.

And the remnants of fear hidden in his heart and stomach have been burned by the bearded Fyodo, the seemingly poisonous home wine.

Feodore, friendly Bonnesay, serious captain in leather and hunky Maxim – it's nice to be with them.

This feeling he hadn't experienced since he left {Hayabusa Station} a long time ago (he thought it seemed like a hundred years ago).

His belongings were now gone, beautiful new machine guns, magazines, passports, food, and two flashlights - they were all lost, lost to the Lord of the Fourth Reich. The Righteous One.

Now all he has left is a coat and a sweater. There is also an amulet.

What now?

Stay here and be with the resistance fighters...... Live like them and forget about your own way of life......

But no!

Absolutely not!

He can't stop for a minute, he can't rest anymore, he has no right to do so, his life is no longer his own, his destiny belongs to others from the moment he comes into this world.

It was already too late, he had to go, there was no other choice.

He sat there quietly for a few moments, not thinking about anything special.

But the unpleasant decision was constantly expanding in his body, permeating every thin muscle of his body, flowing through his stretched and aching veins.

He is like a rag doll that has been hollowed out of cotton, turned into an unformed rag that someone cruelly hangs on a metal skeleton, and he is no longer himself.

The air currents in the tunnel blew away the cotton in his body, causing it to crumble into flying flakes.

And now, a new man had moved into his skin, and he didn't want to hear the desperate pleadings of his bleeding and tired body.

Before Su Mengfan could regain his human form, this person collapsed under the desire to surrender, stagnation, rest, and abandonment.

He had taken control of Su Mengfan's instinctive decision, and had avoided his consciousness, which was ruled by silence and emptiness, and the conversation within his normally flowing mind had been interrupted at this moment.

The spring water in Su Mengfan's body seemed to be straightened, and he stood up stiffly and awkwardly, the captain looked at him, and Maxim even reached out to touch his machine gun.

Su Mengfan asked in a hoarse voice, "Captain, can I ...... Talk to you? ”

At this point, Bonzay hurriedly turned his back to the unfortunate Uncle Fyodor.

The captain cautiously replied, "Alcohen, you can tell me directly, there are no secrets between me and my warriors. ”

"Look...... I'm grateful that you saved me, but I don't have anything to repay you, I want to stay with you, but I can't. I've got to hurry, I'm ...... Have to. ”

The captain didn't say anything.

Uncle Fyodore interjected unexpectedly, "yes, where are you going?" ”

Su Mengfan looked at the floor with a tense mouth, and an awkward silence filled the air, as if they were staring at him nervously and suspiciously.

are trying to guess his purpose - he is inter. Spy? Or a traitor? Why is he so secretive?

Uncle Fyodor said in a soothing tone, "However, if you don't want to say it, then don't say it." ”

Su Mengfan couldn't help but say to them, "I'm going to Metropolis Station." "He can't be because of some kind of stupid adventure mystery master. Righteousness and loss of trust.

Uncle Fyodore asked with an innocent expression, "Is there anything important for you to go over there?" ”

Su Mengfan nodded silently.

The man then asked, "Is it in a hurry?" ”

He turned to the others: "We won't keep you, if you don't want to talk, it's fine, but we can't leave you in the middle of the tunnel!" Right, guys? ”

Bonnesay nodded firmly, and Maximka took his hand off the handle of the gun, agreeing.

Then, Lusakov intersected, and he asked solemnly: "Alcohen, are you ready?" Please swear in front of the soldiers of your brigade who saved you that you will not harm the GM cause. ”

Alcoen happily replied, "I promise!" "He doesn't want to harm the GM, he has more important things to think about.

Lusakov looked him in the eye and looked at him coldly for a long time, and finally made a decision:

"Warriors! I personally believe in Alcohen, please assist him to get to Metropolitan Station. ”

Uncle Fyodore was the first to raise his hand in favor, and Su Mengfan thought that it was he who had untied the noose for himself. Then Maxim, and then Bonnesayi nodded.

The captain said, "Alcohen, it's not far from here, there's a road that most people don't know about. It connects the Zamos Clater metro line with the Red Army metro line and we can get you off halfway......"

Before he could finish speaking, Karatzipa, who was crouching on the ground, suddenly jumped up and began to bark wildly.

Lusakov pulled his pistol from the pistol holster with lightning speed, and Bonnesayh had already pulled the rope and started the engine of the car.

Maxim sat in the back, and Uncle Fyodor carried a bottle, the handle of which protruded from his clothes.

The tunnel began to slope downward from there, and the view behind it was very bad, but the dog kept pulling the rope and barking, which made Su Mengfan very worried.

He whispered, "Bring me a machine gun too." ”

A powerful flash of light appeared not far away, then vanished again.

Then they heard someone shouting orders, big boots crashing along the sleepers, someone quietly arguing, and then everything fell silent.

Karatzipa pulled the captain's muzzle open on it, and it began to bark again.

Bonn Say muttered: "It hasn't started yet." His tone was a little frustrated: "We're going to have to push it!" ”

Su Mengfan was the first to get off the rail car, and Uncle Fyodor and Maxim jumped down in turn, and they tried to kick their feet on the sleepers, pushing the big object forward.

The wheels spun slowly, and by the time they finally started the engine, the tapping of the boots was already very close to them.

In the darkness came the enemy's command: "Fire!" ”

Suddenly the narrow tunnel was filled with sounds, and at least four magazines of bullets whizzed past them, and the bullets landed around them haphazardly, bouncing and exploding.

Su Mengfan felt that they couldn't rush out, Maxim stood up straight, held his machine gun and fired for a long time, and then there was no sound.

At this point their rail car was moving forward fast, and they had to catch up and jump on the platform of the car.

The back shouted: "They retreated!" Chase after you! ”

The automatic machine guns roared with double their fire behind them, only most of the bullets hit the walls and the ceilings of the tunnels.

Uncle Fyodor quickly lit the mouth of the bottle, wrapped some rags, and threw it on the passage.

A minute later, a bright flash erupted behind them. Su Mengfan heard loud applause.

Lusakov ordered: "Throw another one!" Let the smoke be more! ”

The motorized railcar was nothing short of a miracle, and Su Mengfan felt that their enemies had been left far behind.

They managed to get out of the smoke and drove the vehicle along smoothly, flying past {Siberian station}, where Lusakov resolutely refused to stop.

They rushed through the station so quickly that Su Mengfan didn't have time to get off.

There was nothing particularly special about that station, not even the faint lighting.

There were quite a few people there, but Bonnsayly whispered to him that the station was not good at all, and that the local people were a little weird.

Last time they tried to park there, but they regretted it because they ended up pushing the cart out.

Lusakov said to Su Mengfan in a more familiar tone than usual: "I'm sorry, we can't help you, and we can't go back there now."

We are going back to our alternate base - {Avtozovodeskaya station}. If you want, you can add people to our army. ”

Su Mengfan knew that he had to firmly reject the offer, but this time it was simpler.

He was overrun by a desire to fight - the whole world was working against him, everything was twisted.

However, the mission of the tunnel and the obstacles on the road had already aroused Su Mengfan's anger, and this anger ignited the fire of his rebellion even more, regaining his vision weakened by the pain, and swallowing all the fear in his heart.

He said firmly and calmly, "No, I have to go." ”

After a moment of silence, the captain added: "In that case, we will go to [Pavletskaya Station} together, and then we will part ways." Alcohen, excuse me. ”

When approaching {Siberian Station}, the tunnel forked and the rail car took the left-hand passage.

Su Mengfan asked them what was wrong with the passage on their right, and they explained that the road did not allow them to walk: a few hundred meters into it, there was a Hanthansa forward base station, a veritable fortress.

This ordinary-looking tunnel leads directly to three roundabout stations: Oktyabryskaya Station, Dobulinskaya Station and Pavletskaya Station.

Lufthansa did not want to ruin this small passage because it was a very important transport hub but it was only left between Lufthansa. Spy use.

If others get close to the forward bases, they will be wiped out without distinction.