There were no patrols in front of {Pavletskaya Station}, except for people sitting 30 meters from the exit, occasionally moving to the side to give way to the railcars of the resistance fighters and watching them off with respectful eyes.

"What, there's no one there?" Su Mengfan asked, trying his best to make his voice sound calm.

He certainly didn't want to be left in this deserted subway station, with no weapons, no food, and no supporting documents.

Lusakov looked at him in surprise and said: "{Pavletskaya station}? Of course someone is here! ”

Su Mengfan asked reluctantly: "Then why is there no border patrol?" ”

Lusakov interrupted Su Mengfan's words and emphasized word by word: "Because this is {Pavletskaya Station}!" Who's going to disturb it? ”

Su Mengfan remembered the words of the sages: "The only thing a dying person knows is that he doesn't know anything." He weighed this sentence in his heart.

They spoke of {Pavletskaya Station} in a sacrosanct tone, as if it did not need to be explained at all, as if it was something that everyone understood.

"What, you mean you don't know?" Bonnesayi asked suspiciously, and he said, "You wait, and in a moment you will see for yourself!" ”

At the first sight of {Pavletskaya Station}, Su Mengfan was shocked.

The ceiling is so high that the light from the flashlight does not reach the ceiling at all, but forms an infinite halo directly overhead.

Countless round arches are supported by slender columns, and together they support the heavy vaults.

The round arches are filled with bronze castings, and although they are rusty, they still tell the glory of the past.

Although only a simple hammer and sickle were used, and they were joined together by round arches.

But these symbols of the forgotten fallen empire still look as proud and proud as they were when they were born.

A long row of seemingly endless columns, dotted with blood-colored flickering torches, disappeared into the endless mist, unbelievably unbelievable.

There is no end in sight.

The flames licked through the marble pillars a hundred or a thousand paces away, but the light of the fire was powerless to penetrate the thick darkness.

This station used to be home to the Cyclops Titan, so everything here is so huge.

Because it's beautiful, no one dares to infringe on it?

Bonn Say turned off the engine, the rail car slowed down and gradually stopped, while Su Mengfan studied the strange station without distraction.

What secrets does it hide?

Why doesn't anyone dare to offend {Pavletskaya Station}?

Why is {Pavletskaya Station} so sacred?

Of course, it's certainly not just because it looks like a fairytale palace.

A large group of ragged children gathered around the railcar.

They looked at the machine with envy, and one of the children touched it with courage and respect, until Uncle Fyodor drove him away.

The captain interrupted Su Mengfan's musings: "This is it, Alcohen." I'll give you a small gift with the other decisions. Come, take it! ”

He handed Artyom a dash. Sharp guns and pistols, probably from the killed guards.

"And!"

He placed the lamp in Su Mengfan's hand, which had illuminated the path of the black uniformed and bearded fanatics.

"These are trophies, so, they will give you courage. Now, they're yours.

And for the sake of our friendship, and for our common goal of not harming the GM, I will give you some coins and food privately.

Not far from here, there is a {Ciudad Gomez Station}. Once there, you can adjust and continue west to Metropolitan Station.

We'll stay here a little longer, but we can't afford to delay. Who knows those Fourth Reich miscellaneous. Will the species catch up with us anytime soon?

But they should not dare to plant eyeliner at {Pavletskaya station}. ”

Although Su Mengfan had just become strong and powerful, when Bonnesay shook hands with him and wished him success, Su Mengfan felt sad in his heart.

Maxim tapped him on the shoulder in a friendly way, and Uncle Fyodor stuffed him with a bottle of wine, and they didn't know what else to give him:

"Good friend, let's go, we'll see you again. We will live - we will not die! ”

Lusakov shook hands with him again, and his handsome, manly face became serious:

"Alcohen! Mind you, I want to tell you two things: first, trust the star in your heart, as Nurmaimat O'Brien said, for eternal victory!

Second, and most importantly, do not allow any Fourth Reich to pass! ”

The other soldiers all raised their right hands, clenched their fists and repeated: "The Fourth Reich is not allowed to pass!" ”

All Su Mengfan could do was raise his fist and shout the same slogan with all his determination and GM enthusiasm: "Don't let the Fourth Reich pass!" ”

Although he privately believed that the whole ceremony was just a show, he didn't want to ruin the sacred moment of farewell for him.

Apparently, he did the right thing, because Lusakov looked at him with pride and satisfaction, and then solemnly saluted him.

The sound of the motor sounded, raising a circle of blue-gray smoke in all directions. Embraced by a group of jubilant children, the railcar disappears into the darkness.

Su Mengfan once again became completely "alone", and it was the first time he was so far away from home.

Su Mengfan was wandering on the platform, and the first thing he noticed was the clock, there were four clocks in total.

At the All-Russian Expo, time is not just a symbol, it's like a book, it's like a school for children – proving that the people at the All-Russian Messe station still care about the next generation, they don't want to be degraded, they are still human beings.

But here, the clock seems to play a different role, something more important.

He walked around for a while, noticing something else strange.

First of all, the station has no form of living quarters, except for a few disused subway cars parked on the second track, which stretch all the way into the tunnels.

Only a small number of vehicles could be seen in the hall, which was why Su Mengfan didn't notice them right away.

There are all sorts of common businessmen and workshops, but there is not even a simple tent to live in, or even a simple screen to hide behind for the night.

Some beggars and vagrants slept lazily in rudimentary beds made of cardboard. But from time to time, people here would rush towards the clock.

Some people who own their own watches will be anxious to compare the red numbers on the display board and then go back to their own business.

Unlike the people at the All-Russian Exhibition Center, who have a strong interest in travelers and try to strike up conversations, sell them something, and show them around, everyone here seems to be focused on their own business.

They ignored Su Mengfan.

His loneliness, which had been temporarily replaced by curiosity, was again strongly raised.

In order to suppress the increasingly strong sense of melancholy, Su Mengfan continued to observe the surroundings.

He expects to see some different people here, with different facial expressions, because at a station like this, different lives will always leave their own mark.

At first glance, people are running around, yelling, working, talking, just like anywhere else. But the more closely he looked, the more chill felt down his spine.

Here are a large number of young lame and deformed people:

There was one without fingers, one with a disgusting scab, and a crude prosthetic limb mounted on the severed hand of a third man.

Adults are usually bald and sickly, with little to no healthy, strong people in sight.

Their stunted growth and ugly appearance are an unpleasant contrast to the deep and vast station in which they live.

On the wide platform, there are two rectangular openings that lead to the depths, which pass through the Moscow Metro Line 5 towards the Hanseatic station.

But it's not like the Boulevard de la Pastor, where there are no border guards of the Lufthansa Union and no checkpoints – Ms. Su was told that all the nearby metro stations were connected around the Boulevard Station.

No, there must be something odd here.

Thinking of this, Su Mengfan didn't explore the other side of the hall.

First, he bought himself a bowl of roasted mushrooms cut into small pieces and a glass of rancid, bitter-tasting water with five bullets.

After swallowing the unpalatable in disgust, he sat down on an upside-down plastic crate that had previously been used to hold empty bottles.

Exhausted and uncomfortable the more he looked at the scene, he got up again and walked towards the subway car, hoping to rest there.

But the subway trains here are very different from those at Hayabusa Station: all the trains are destroyed, there is nothing left inside, and the seats are charred and melted together.

The core of the soft leather sofa was pulled out and thrown aside. There was blood everywhere, and the bullet casings glowed a dark glow on the floor.

This place is clearly not an ideal refuge, but more like a fortress that has been attacked more than once.

Su Mengfan didn't want to cause trouble, so he went to the platform and looked at the signboard next to him.

Once you've confirmed your goal, you'll set off.

Fortunately, I didn't encounter any dark creatures along the way, after all, the subway is not so terrifying compared to the ground.

Here, there is no such high concentration of radioactive dust inside the subway, and only some areas inside the subway will appear "plague areas" and "mutant biological control areas".

And there are too many entrances to the inner life of the subway, so in order to survive, the inside of the subway station and the surrounding places are cleaned up.

While monsters often appear between those subway stations and subway stations, they are far less terrifying than those on the ground.

Of course, it is not excluded that there are places that have not yet been explored, and learning to recognize and memorize maps in the laboratory plays a key role here.

Walking in the tunnel, not only do you have to watch out for the dark creatures that will suddenly want you to attack, but what is even more torturous is the dark and deep atmosphere of the tunnel, which is enough to make people crazy when they stay here for a long time.

Before you know it, you will arrive at {Gomez City Station}.