Oleg, who had given him the shells, had already eaten half of his share and placed the rest on the side of the plate.

Then he asked, "Daddy, can I go on duty with you?"

Anton frowned and replied, "Oleg, no."

The woman said sadly, "Oleg! What is this duty? What are you thinking? They don't have little boys on duty there!" She grabbed the child's hand.

Oleg said, "Mom, what do you mean, I'm a little boy?" He looked at the guest uneasily and tried to speak in a deep voice.

Mother's voice grew louder: "Don't even think about it! Are you trying to drive me crazy? What if something happens when the time comes?"

The boy muttered, "Okay, then."

When the woman went to the other end of the tent to get something, he pulled his father's sleeve and whispered loudly, "You took me last time."

Anton said sternly, "This is the end of the conversation!"

Oleg held his breath and muttered to himself, "It's okay......" and the rest of the words were inaudible.

After eating, Anton stood up from the table, opened the metal box that was erected on the floor, and took out an old military AK-47 from inside.

And said, "Let's go, today's shift is short, I'll be back in six hours." He made a promise to his wife.

Both Olmedo and Su Mengfan stood up immediately, and little Oleg looked at his father in despair and sat in his seat restlessly, he decided not to speak.

At the entrance of the dark tunnel, a pair of guards sat on the edge of the platform, their legs pulling down to block the passage, staring at the pattern on the wall, which read, "Welcome Arbat Station Alliance!"

Half of the word has been erased, and it can be seen that it has not been repainted for a long time.

The guards whispered, and when one of them suddenly raised their voices, the other tried to dissuade them.

In addition to Olmedo and Su Mengfan, there were two locals who followed Anton.

Both of them are depressed, don't like to talk, and don't treat guests very well. Su Mengfan didn't know what their names were.

After a few brief words with the men protecting the entrance to the tunnel, they walked down to the passage below, walking slowly forward.

The circular arches of the tunnel are of a completely traditional type here, and the appearance of the floor and walls has not been eroded by the years.

The unpleasant feeling that the vendors said began to appear when Su Mengfan had just taken a few steps.

A dark, unexplained fear slowly crept out of the depths and attacked him.

But the road is quiet, and some people can be heard in the distance: most likely there is also a patrol there. bμtν

It was the strangest set of sentry posts Su Mengfan had ever seen.

Several people sat around the sandbags, with a pig iron stove in the middle, and a bucket of fuel oil in the distance.

Only the tongues of fire that pierced through the cracks in the stove and the flickering wicks of the oil lamps hanging from the ceiling illuminated the faces of the patrolmen.

The lamp flickered in the lifeless tunnel air, and the person sitting quietly could be seen going about his life.

The guards were sitting with their backs to the tunnel, the air making their eyes uncomfortable.

Guarding their eyes with their hands from the glare of flashlights from shift changers, the vigilantes rallied to go home.

Anton asked them, "Hey, how's it going?" He scooped out a scoop of fuel.

The senior shift member grinned gloomily and said, "What can I do here?" He cut the wick, straightened it, and began to walk towards the station.

The station was empty and quiet as usual...... The men were moving their bags closer to the stove, ready to sit down.

Olmedo turned to Anton and said, "Hey, let's go ahead and see what's there."

Anton turned his head and pointed in the direction of Victory Park and said, "There's nothing to see over there, the road is blocked, me

I've seen it a hundred times. If you want to see it, it's about a distance from here."

The tunnel was halfway destroyed before it was blocked. The doors were covered with stones and shards of dirt, the ceiling was dented in places, and the walls were falling off.

The warped opening of the entrance to the unfamiliar office facility on the side had turned black, and the rusty track extended into the end of the attachment into a pipe clad in concrete blocks with pebbles and dirt.

At the same time, a metal utility line running along the wall is incorporated into this ceramic layer.

Olmedo shone his flashlight on the collapsed tunnel, and finding no secret trapdoors, shrugged his shoulders and turned to the crooked door.

He shone the beam in and looked there, but didn't cross the threshold.

Then he turned to the stove and asked Anton, "Isn't there any change in the second line?"

The latter replied, "It was like that ten years ago and it is now."

They were silent for a moment, the flashlights were turned off, and the light again came through the tiny head of the fire behind the dark glass of the stove and oil lamp, and the surroundings became even darker.

All the guards got as close to the stove as possible, the yellow beam blocking out the darkness and cold.

Here, a person can breathe more smoothly.

Su Mengfan tried to control himself as much as possible, but the need to at least hear a voice forced him to overcome his shyness.

He coughed and said to Anton, "I've never been to your station before, I just don't understand why you're still on duty here if there's nothing there?" You don't even look in that direction!"

"That's the order of things, they say, that's why there's nothing here, it's because we're on duty here," Anton explained.

"How's that going in the distance? Where the blockage has passed?"

Anton paused for a moment and then said, "Most people must think of it as a tunnel, all the way to ......" He turned to look at the stalemate, thought for a moment, and then said, "All the way to Victory Park."

"Does anyone live there?"

Anton didn't answer, just shook his head absentmindedly.

He was silent for a moment, then asked with interest, "So, in general, you don't know anything about Victory Park?"

Before Su Mengfan answered, he began to ask and answer himself:

"Only on. The emperor knows what else is there now? Previously it was a large paired station and was one of the last stations to be built. Those who are old and those who are ...... Still is...... Know...... People who have been there.

Anyway, they say it's built luxuriously, and the station is located deep, unlike other newly built ones. The average person must think that the people there have a good life, but the good life does not last long. Then the tunnel collapsed."

Su Mengfan asked, "How did it collapse?"