"This is Chernobyl eighty years ago"

Even Ramses couldn't help but be shocked when he saw such a monstrous monster swarming in.

Since the Great War that burned the world many years ago, it is rare for people to witness such a tragic scene.

Compared with the weird, terrifying, and terrifying abnormalities that we come into contact with every day, these endless monsters at this moment are writing the first impression that the so-called anomaly brings to people, that is, fear.

The living corpses that spread all over the mountains were like a behemoth, even able to obscure the dusk, and the creeping monsters were like an indescribable mist, enveloping everything and devouring everything.

Just witnessing such a scene is enough to make ordinary people who have not experienced training break their minds and fall into madness, even A-class investigators like Ramses and Marianne feel powerless in the face of such a vast number of monsters.

"It's a losing war."

Marianne said heavily, and this is a fact that does not need any data to back it up, does not need any rehearsal, and can be easily known before the war starts.

Ramses didn't feel that much, he saw several monsters in the shadow of the building not far away, past the soldiers who were struggling to support, and pounced on it, he immediately raised his hand, and the wall appeared in front of the monsters, which were written on the wall that no one could decipher, and the monsters crashed into it plainly, and their heads were bleeding.

Immediately, he clenched his fists, and from other directions, the illusory wall appeared, closed, and the monster wrapped in it was immediately crushed into pulp.

"That's amazing!"

Qiao Du couldn't help but sigh with emotion, this ability was no more fashionable than the fact that he could only summon a coffin.

And these walls or something, at first glance, they are antiquities, maybe they are still some legendary cultural relics, with historical bonuses, Qiao Du feels that he and himself are not the same style of painting.

"So, this is where the Gates of Hell begin."

Du Ruo looked around, coupled with Chekov's words, and quickly understood the current situation.

"Lao Du, what about the boss?"

Qiao Duan greeted him, he didn't see Zhou Mingke's figure, and he didn't know what happened in the middle.

"Could it be that the boss is already hanging?"

He suddenly felt a little sorry that he couldn't eat Zhou Mingke's seat.

"They're going their separate ways from us, maybe in a different time and space."

Du Ruo briefly explained what happened after Qiao Dui's disappearance.

Seeing Qiao Du here, Du Ruo was very surprised and at the same time, he felt a little reasonable.

After all, Qiao Du can see that movie theater and can see "her", so there is nothing to question if she can go deep into Chernobyl eighty years ago.

"That should be fine, when the bomb blows up, all the planes will be connected."

Qiao Du nodded, regretting that she couldn't eat Zhou Mingke and Su Hong's seat.

"Bomb."

Du Ruo didn't know what was going on here.

Qiao Du briefly explained two more sentences.

So, we're going to hold on until all the monsters around us gather here before detonating the bomb?"

Du Ruo roughly understood Qiao Dui's words, but he still didn't understand why he didn't detonate them directly.

"Because it requires a huge amount of pollution, it triggers a chain reaction."

Chekov, as someone who had experienced all this back then, explained in a low voice.

"Just as Chernobyl mishandled it will create a chain reaction that will drag people all over the world into the abyss, this bomb uses a similar theory, by dragging a part of the monsters into the abyss, and in a short period of time they pull and drag each other, so that all the monsters are pulled into the depths, so the more the number above the critical number, the better the effect."

There was a terrible wail in the distance, and I don't know if it was a soldier's or a monster's.

Marianne looked over there.

"Well, we just need to help these soldiers hold this place, right?"

"Yes."

Chekov nodded, his voice was slightly choked, every soldier who passed by around him was once his acquaintance, a comrade who fought side by side with him, a comrade-in-arms who once shared life and death.

It's just that they are still young, as they first met.

And Chekov is already dying, a dying man.

The emotion of a lifetime of emotion enveloped his heart, but Chekov knew that now was not the moment of sentimentality, so he looked at Qiao Twilight and asked him to take him to the place where he was commanding, to see Captain Lermontov.

Qiao Du nodded in agreement, and led the person who had just passed through the door to the rooftop of the command.

Although it was not affected by the fighting, it was still tense.

Captain Lermontov constantly adjusted the configuration of the defensive line according to the information obtained from the maps and communications, when to retreat, when to support, and when to defend to the end, and every order was given by him.

Without his orders, even if they were surrounded by living corpses and their comrades were killed and wounded, they would not be able to take a step back.

If Lermontov issued an order to defend to the death, it means that he personally ordered these comrades-in-arms who had been with each other day and night to die.

On a normal day, Lermontov would undoubtedly be under great psychological pressure when giving such an order, and even in ordinary urban life, it is not so easy to make a decision.

But on the battlefield, the decision is only in an instant, the death of a few people is death for the commander, the death of a few hundred people is already a number for the commander, if it is a higher level, division commander, corps commander, then the death of tens of thousands of people is just a change in numbers.

This is war.

Brutal battles can make people less human, whether they were once kind doctors, kind teachers, kind fathers, or filial sons, on the battlefield, they are just soldiers.

Seeing Qiao Twilight returning with a stranger, Lermontov temporarily handed over the command to the political commissar and looked at Qiao Dui.

"These are your companions?"

When Lermontov saw the old man standing behind Qiao Dui, he felt a little familiar, like a Siberian.

When Chekov saw his old company commander, he was stunned for a moment.

He opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't.

Chekov understood that what he was standing here was only a projection of his former comrades-in-arms, an illusion that polluted and simulated the composition of their consciousness, in essence, like the ghost bride created by Qiao Dui's [Ghost].

"Captain Lermontov, I have a way to speed up the chain reaction and detonate the bomb as soon as possible."

So, Chekov said that as one of the few people who knew the truth about the Chernobyl region for so many years, he had simulated countless times in his mind whether there was a way to save his comrades-in-arms back then, whether it was theory or actual combat, he tried all methods.

At this moment, Chekov knew that this was his only chance in his life.

(End of chapter)