The country, and the whole world, has fallen apart, but the star on the Kremlin tower remains the same:

The government agents who made the pact with the demons have been dead for a long time, and no one has been able to release them later......

No one?

And what about him?

I need to find that door, he thought.

I need to find my way in..................

"Get up! You have to go now." Schaefer pushed him.

Su Mengfan yawned and rubbed his eyes.

The dream he had just had was too funny to be true, but when he woke up, the dream disappeared immediately, and he couldn't remember what he had seen in the dream.

All the lights in the subway station were on, and he could hear the sound of the cleaning lady cheerfully cleaning the platform.

He put on his sunglasses, then washed his face, and took the clean towel from behind his shoulder and wiped it clean.

The restroom is at the same end of the bronze plate, and there are quite a few people queuing up to go to the toilet.

Su Mengfan lined up in the line and continued to yawn, trying to recall even the slightest video from his dream.

For some reason, the queue didn't move forward, and people started shouting loudly.

Su Mengfan looked around, trying to figure out what was going on.

All the people looked at the iron gate.

It was now open, and a tall man stood in the doorframe.

Seeing this man, Su Mengfan also forgot why he was standing here.

is a stealth hero.

The stalker wears stained hazmat suits, scorched in places, and long, heavy bulletproof vests.

He had broad shoulders, a light machine gun casually hung from his right shoulder, and an oily glittering ammunition from his left shoulder accessory. He was dressed crudely, with his shoelaces tied at the top of his trouser leg and a large canvas bag on his back.

The stealth hero took off his special forces helmet, took off his rubber gas mask, and stood there with a red face and sweat, exchanging something with the post commander.

He doesn't look young anymore.

Su Mengfan saw the gray beard on his cheeks and chin, as well as a few silver hairs in his short black hair.

However, the man exuded strength and confidence, and was very relaxed, as if in this quiet and happy subway station, he was ready for any danger that might arise at any time, and that he would not be caught off guard by any danger.

Until now, only Su Mengfan was still unceremoniously observing this man.

The people behind him were urging him to go forward at first, and then they simply went around in front of him.

"Su Mengfan! What are you rubbing! If you rub it any further, you'll be late!" Schaefer walked up to him.

Hearing his name, the stealth hero turned to Su Mengfan, looked at him intently, and then suddenly took a big step in his direction.

"You're from the All-Russian Exhibition Hall?" He asked in a deep, loud voice.

Su Mengfan nodded quietly, feeling that his knees began to tremble.

"You're the one you're looking for?" The stealth hero continued.

Su Mengfan nodded again.

"I'm Olmedo. Colonel Melnik had a mission to go out and was expected to return today, but there was an accident on the way and it was delayed.

I heard Hunter asked you to come here, heh, that guy is really interesting to stuff people with us. Just tell me if you have anything." The stealth hero looked into Su Mengfan's eyes and asked.

The stealth hero takes off his leather gloves, opens the lid, and carefully shakes something out of the capsule and places it in the palm of his hand. It was a ball of waste paper. It's a note.

"Come with me. I didn't have time to see you yesterday. I'm so sorry. We were already on our way to the surface when we got the call."

After hurriedly thanking Schaefer and saying goodbye, Su Mengfan immediately followed Olmedo to the escalator that could reach Arbat Station.

"Any news from Hunter?" He asked awkwardly, barely following the stealth hero who strode along.

"I've never heard of him. To find him, I'm afraid you'll have to ask your dark friends," Olmedo said back to Su Mengfan behind him.

"Then I want to know, you just said that Hunter likes to be stuffed into the Met, so do you know Artyom?"

"Artyom? Just that stupid boy? I heard from the soldier at the gate that he was as depressed as you when he came." Olmedo said with interest.

"Well, he's my brother. I wonder how he's doing, I haven't seen him in years." Su Mengfan answered.

"I don't know what he's doing now. However, he followed Colonel Melnik to the ground looking for something. As for when I will be back, I don't know. When the time comes, you'll be able to see your brother."

"On the other hand, I would like to know if you know anything about the All-Russian Exhibition Center."

Su Mengfan felt his heart begin to beat more vigorously.

"What's the news?" He asked, trying to hide his uneasiness.

"Not good news." The stealth hero replied lifelessly.

"The Dark Clan is attacking again. A week ago there was a brutal battle.

So, Hunter was right, he told me that there was something insidious and evil hidden there. He can feel that."

"Why did the Dark Clan invade? I had heard of an outbreak of plague there. Who's dead?" Su Mengfan asked tremblingly.

I suddenly thought of Sukhoi, the adoptive father of his younger brother, in Hunter's mouth.

I don't know what happened to him.

"I don't know. The unsacrificed people haven't had enough time to climb here, but something devilish has happened around the Peace Avenue Station tunnel. People lost their memories, and some died on track.

Yes, the location of the All-Russian Exhibition Hall is not very good, and many people have died in previous plague outbreaks.

And this time, the dark clan, others can't figure out why they suddenly invaded, as if it was premeditated. Fun Cabinet

When the warriors there shot bullets at the Dark Clan, they didn't put up any resistance.

It always felt like they were looking for something, and they were desperate.

The most terrifying thing is not the dark people, but the dark creatures that follow them."

"What do we do next?"

"There's a council meeting today.

The elders of the Brahmins will give their word at the meeting, but I am skeptical that they can help you.

They're just guarding the Metropolitan Station, just because no one dares to make a real attempt."

They walked out of Arbat Station.