Seconds later, when the substance was about to engulf Oleg's head, perhaps at the moment it was about to take his life, his father regained consciousness and began to scream.

Anton breathed heavily, exhausted, looking this way, looking that way.

He sat up, shook the others and asked, "Where is he?" What happened to him? Where's my son? Where is Oleg? Oleg! Oleg! Gradually, the warriors began to regain consciousness.

Su Mengfan's consciousness also began to wake up, he was not sure that he had really seen Oleg jump into the boiling substance.

Therefore, he did not answer, but only tried to reassure Anton.

Anton felt as if it was irreversible.

Later, Su Mengfan, Olmedo and others got used to his hysteria.

His violent shaking and utter desperation affected them, and the unseen hand that grasped their consciousness suddenly released.

Olmedo tried to shoot the bubbling substance several times, but was unsuccessful.

Then he let equip it with a flamethrower. The fighter of the shooter took the bag with fuel on his shoulder, then threw it as far away from the train as possible, and ordered two more people to use flashlights to illuminate the place where the bag was going to land, he was ready to fire and gave the order to start.

Having made a few turns in the air, the warrior threw the backpack with all his might, and he himself almost flew to the right with it, but he managed to grab the edge of the roof.

The backpack flew into the air and flew to a distance of about 15 meters from the train.

"Land!" Olmedo waited for it to touch the swirling greasy surface, then pulled the trigger.

Su Mengfan watched the backpack fly out of the roof of the car, and after the gun rang out, he immediately covered his face with his elbows and tried his best to grab the cold armor.

Burst. The explosion was powerful, the train shook strongly, and Su Mengfan almost fell off the roof.

He blinked as he watched the dirty, orange, burning fuel splash.

For a short time, nothing happened, and the fluttering cannibalistic quagmire did not abate.

Su Mengfan prepares to meet the voice of disgust and wait for it to take control of his brain again....

However, the sound faded away.

"It's gone! It's gone! Ullman shouted in his ear.

Su Mengfan raised his head, and under the light of the flashlight, he could clearly see that the substances that once occupied the entire corridor were shrinking, retreating, and returning to the escalator.

"Hurry up!" Olmedo stood up. "Everyone follow me to that tunnel while it goes down!"

Olmedo was so sure, which surprised Su Mengfan.

But he wouldn't ask him, let Olmedo's hesitation remain while his mind was under control.

Now, Olmedo has changed, and he is again a sober and decisive commander who will not tolerate any dissent.

Not only did he not have time, he simply did not want to discuss. @*~~

The only concern Su Mengfan has now is how to get out of this damn station as soon as possible before those strange things in the Kremlin's basement come to their senses and make a comeback.

For him, the station is no longer fantastic, and it is no longer beautiful.

Now, he's disgusted with everything, he's disgusted.

Despite the angry look down of the workers and peasants on the wall panels, they still smile, but the smile is nervous and not the slightest sweetness.

Jumping onto the platform in embarrassment, they ran to the other side of the station.

Anton was completely fine, running as fast as everyone else.

So, now there is nothing dragging down the team, after twenty minutes of running wildly in the black tunnel, Su Mengfan began to gasp, and the others were also tired, and Olmedo allowed them to slow down and march.

"Where are we going?" Su Mengfan caught up with Olmedo and asked.

"I think we're under Twell now...... We should go out and go to Mayakov Station, and talk about it there. ”

"But how do you know which tunnel to enter?" Su Mengfan was curious.

"It's shown on the map we found in Rensta, and I only remembered it at the last minute." By the time they arrived at the station, their brains were empty.

Su Mengfan thought, the pictures and sculptures in the Kremlin station and it.

Is the expansive and grandiose excitement in vain, or is it the terrible substance of the latent Kremlin that inspires a sense of deception?

However, he remembered that after the germs were dispersed, the station made him feel disgusted and frightened.

He began to wonder if these were his true feelings, and when he felt pain, perhaps it was the "lion ants" who forced them to have an irresistible desire and run out of there at a very dangerous speed.

Su Mengfan couldn't confirm if that was what he really felt.

Did that behemoth let him go?

Or is it still controlling his mind and stimulating his senses?

When did Su Mengfan start to be affected by this kind of hypnosis?

Are there times when he makes his own choices?

And is his choice free?

Su Mengfan remembered a meeting with two residents of Polyyanka.

He looked back and saw that Anton was following him, and he no longer bothered others about his son's affairs.

Some people had already told him that his face had become stiff and lifeless, and his gaze had become restrained.

Does Anton understand that they are only one step away from saving the boy?

Was his death a ridiculous accident?

But this saved others, accident or sacrifice?

"You know, we all owe a debt of thanks, Oleg. Because of him, you...... Regain consciousness. He said to Anton, but did not say how it happened.

"Yes. Error-free update @" Anton replied coldly.

"He told us you had been in the fire. Arrows service, strategy. ”

"Tactics." Anton replied.

"It's 'Scarab' and 'Iskander'. ”

Olmedo heard their conversation, slowed down and asked, "Multiple launch rocket systems?" Tornado, Energy? ”

"I can do that, I'm a professional soldier, they taught us how to do it, and everybody wants to try it until I see the consequences."

There was not the slightest interest in his voice, nor the discomfort of his secret being known to strangers.

He replied in a short and mechanical way.

Olmedo nodded, left them, and ran forward.

"We need your help very much," Su Mengfan said cautiously tentatively, "understand?" Something terrible happened at the All-Russian Exhibition Center station. ”

As soon as he spoke, he immediately paused for a moment, what happened at the All-Russian Exhibition Center station was not particularly unusual compared to what he had seen in the past twenty-four hours, and it would not have taken control of the subway and ultimately destroyed humanity like a bacterial species.

Su Mengfan thought of this, and he remembered that maybe these were related to strange substances.

"We're there, and some creatures crawl over the surface." He continued, organizing the language.

But Anton stopped him with a gesture.