"What about learning?" Suddenly, a voice sounded next to Su Mengfan. Su Mengfan was so startled that he almost jumped up, and he tried to hide the map.

He turned his head to look at the man.

The man had short hair and a scruffy beard, and a soft waistcoat could be seen underneath his rough fur coat.

Su Mengfan couldn't see anything suspicious about him, the person he was talking to was like an ordinary businessman, the kind that could be seen everywhere in {Gomes City Station}, it was not unusual at all.

"Who are you, what are you looking for me?" Su Mengfan wondered.

"I saw you talking to the hunter before, and it seems that he thinks highly of you." That said.

"Hunter? You mean Hunter? You know him. ”

"Of course, he's a hunter. It is very famous in the subway station. ”

"Well, what are you looking for me to do?" Su Mengfan didn't understand the purpose of the man in front of him coming to find him.

"I'm Bourbon. What do you call it? The man said.

"Bourbon?" Su Mengfan was surprised, "Why is this name?" Isn't there a dynasty called this? ”

"No, brother. There is a kind of wine called Bourbon. Represents a fiery spirit, understand? It puts you in a good mood. Hi, what's your name? "This guy doesn't give up.

"Alcohen."

"So, Alcohen, when are you leaving?" Bourbon seemed curious, which made Su Mengfan suspicious.

"I don't know. Why should I tell you. Su Mengfan replied coldly.

"Listen, I'm not much older than you, so we don't have to be restrained in talking...... Basically, I want to give you some advice, not for your team, but just for you. I need your help, it doesn't take much of your time......"

Su Mengfan didn't understand at all.

This guy said hesitantly, and the tone of his voice made Su Mengfan want to retreat.

Su Mengfan was bent on ending this inexplicable conversation.

"Listen, man, don't you ...... Take it easy. Bourbon sensed his distrust and tried to reassure him.

"Nothing risky, everything is above board...... Well, at least most of it.

The day before yesterday, some of us ran to {Sukharev station}, and they went straight along the line, but they did not reach their destination.

Only one man came back, and he didn't remember anything, and came back with tears in his eyes.

Maybe they went outside {Sukharev station}...... But maybe they didn't go out at all, because no one had come back from [Peace Avenue Station} for three days, and no one wanted to go there again.

I think the kind of weird stuff that happened there happened there. As I listened to you talk to Hunter, it occurred to me that it might be something like that. The lines are the same, and the pipes are the same. ”

Bourbon quickly glanced back to make sure no one heard him, "But that strange thing didn't bother you," he continued to whisper, "Do you understand?" ”

"I kind of understood," Su Mengfan replied uncertainly, annoyed that Bourbon had overheard his conversation with Hunter.

"I'm going over there, I have to go, you know? Really, I'm not sure I'm going to go as crazy as your companions, except you. ”

"You ......," Su Mengfan whispered, "You want me to take you out of the tunnel?" Take you to {Sukharev station}? ”

"Yes," Bourbon nodded reassuringly, "I don't know if you've heard, there's a tunnel over there {Sukharev Station}, uh, worse than this one, it's all dirty, and I have to go through that road too."

A lot of guys have had a bad time there. Everything will be fine, rest assured. If you take me there, I'll pay you accordingly.

Of course, I would like to go further afield, to the south, but at {Sukharev station} some people will sweep you out of the house and send you back to where you were. ”

Su Mengfan just wanted to rest for a while at this time and then set off, originally wanting to hell with any Bourbon or any plan.

But it dawned on him that this was the perfect opportunity to walk through the south gate of {Pax Pai Pai Pai Station} without a fight or anything, and even go further......

Bourbon didn't say much about the next step, but he said he was going through the tunnel between {Sukharev station} and {Turgenev station}.

That's exactly what Su Mengfan wanted to go.

From {Turgenev Station} to {Qingtang Station}, then to {Peace Avenue Station}, then {Kursk Station}...... It seems like a stone's throw away from {GM Plaza Station}...... Metropolitan Station ...... Metropolitan Station.

"What are you going to pay me for?" Su Mengfan pretended to be calm and added.

"You can do whatever you want. Cash? Bourbon looked at Su Mengfan suspiciously, trying to make sure if this guy really understood what he meant.

"I mean, like, Kalashnikov rushed. Sharp gun bullets. But if you want, I can also give you food, alcohol or cigarettes. He winked, "It's all right." ”

"No, bullets will do, two boxes, and enough food to get there and come back. Not negotiable. Su Mengfan confidently made an offer, ready to meet the Bourbon challenge.

"You're bargaining," Bourbon replied, "OK." Two boxes Kalashnikov rushed. Sharp guns, bullets, and food. OK, good. He muttered to himself.

"Brother, how are you doing here? You should go to bed, and when the commotion calms down, I'll come back to you soon. Pack your bags. …… Be prepared before I come. Got it? ”

He didn't really need to pack because he hadn't even opened a bag.

The only thing he didn't know about now was how to get his machine gun out of the subway station without being noticed, so that no one would notice his whereabouts.

They were armed with large military machine guns of caliber 7.62 with wooden butts.

This is a giant firearm that Hunter gave himself before leaving, leaving some money behind.

Su Mengfan lay down, burying his head in the blanket, the tent was hot and humid, and it was even hotter and more uncomfortable when he was covered with something.

He slept for a long time, and when he finally woke up and walked out, his dreams still made him restless and irritable, like those dreams he had with scratched glasses.

In the dream, he seemed to run somewhere, talking to some faceless people, and then he continued to run......

…………

Bourbon shook his shoulder, woke him up, and whispered in his ear, "Alcohen, it's time for us to go." ”

Su Mengfan looked at Bourbon and nodded. Put on your boots, pack your bags and pack your own machine gun.

"You're too grinding, lad," Bourbon squeezed a sentence from between his teeth.

He was dressed as always, except for an extra backpack for long trips.

"Damn! Could it be that you're going to drag this big burden through all the blockades? He asked, pointing to the heavy machine gun, in annoyance.

However, as far as Su Mengfan knew, Bourbon did not have a weapon of his own.

The light on the subway station is fading.

There was no one on the platform, it was the dead of night, everyone was asleep, and the people who had returned from the feast were exhausted.

Su Mengfan wanted to go faster, but at the entrance of the tunnel, Bourbon stopped him and told him to slow down.

The patrolman on the road noticed them and asked them from afar where they wanted to go in the middle of the night, but Bourbon called out one of them by name and explained that they had some business to go to.

"Listen well," he turned on his flashlight and said to Su Mengfan, "There are now guards on the blockade line at 100 meters and 200 meters. ”

"Anyway, you have to be quiet. I'll say hello to them. Shame on you, how can you bring a guy as old as my grandmother - no need to hide...... Where did you dig up such a piece of waste? ”

At 100 meters, everything went well. A small fire was about to go out, and two people sat next to it, dressed in camouflage uniforms.

One of them was napping, and the other saw Bourbon and shook hands with him like an old friend.

"Doing business? I want to see ......," he smiled, smiling mischievously.

Before reaching 250 meters, Bourbon didn't say a word.

He just sullenly walked on. He looked a little angry and a little unhappy, and Su Mengfan also began to regret bringing it at this time.

He walked away from Bourbon, checked that the machine gun was normal, and then put his finger on the trigger of the gun.

At the last sentry, they delayed for some time.

Bourbon didn't know much about the people there, and they didn't know Bourbon very well.

The steward pulled him aside, put his bag by the fire, and asked him a lot of questions.

Su Mengfan felt that this was really quite stupid, he stayed by the fire and answered the officer's question concisely.

They are obviously bored and there is nothing more interesting to do.

Su Mengfan himself knew that if the officer on duty liked to chat, then everything was fine at the post.

If something strange has happened recently, like if something has crawled out of the tunnel, or someone is trying to break through from the south, or if they hear something suspicious.

They would sit quietly around the fire, silent, nervous, and staring at the tunnel without moving.

It seems that everything is calm here, and it can be concluded that nothing disturbing has happened, at least from here until {Turgenev Station}.

"I'm guessing you're not the one who brought it here. Are you from Tretyakov or something? ”

The officer on duty wanted to take out some news from Su Mengfan's mouth, and he stared straight at Su Mengfan's face.

Su Mengfan remembered that Bourbon had told him to keep silent and not say anything, so he muttered something vague and couldn't explain it, and let the guy think about it for himself.

The officer on duty received no answer from him, so he gave up.

Turning to his own companions, he began to discuss a story told by a guy named Mikhail.

The guy had been doing business at the {Peace Avenue Station} a few days ago, and there had been some conflict with the local subway station authority.

They gave up asking questions, which made Su Mengfan feel very satisfied.

Sitting by the fire, he looked through the flames at the tunnel to the south.

It looked as wide and endless as the tunnel north of {Hayabusa Station}.

Not long ago, Su Mengfan was still there, sitting next to a fire with a group of lovely comrades-in-arms, chatting.