At a time when ordinary people in the river city are spending their evening breaks, a change is taking place in the Chernobyl region of Siberia.

Igor of the town looked at the towering pillar of flames, the light that dimmed the afternoon sun.

It doesn't take long to start the process, and unlike what many people think, this kind of high-level decision, once confirmed, is implemented fairly quickly, and even requires the consent of the person in charge at the front line.

Snow fell in the vast wasteland, in the weeping sky.

Although this is Siberia, the land of the far north, it is also summer, and snow is not common in any case.

Igor stretched out his hand, and the head of the Chernobyl region caught a little falling "snow" with his palm, which he rubbed with his fingers and found out that it was ashes.

Ashes were scattered like snow.

In the distance, the birch forest soon covered with a layer of snow, and even the sloping eaves of the buildings that had been dusty for many years began to turn grayish.

The final procedure, known as the "Great Sinking Technique", has been initiated.

One of his subordinates held up an umbrella to cover the ashes that fell on Igor's head, but Igor waved his hand to indicate that he didn't need to cover it.

"Take a good look, this may be the only time in your life that you get to see this scene."

Igor pointed ahead.

The subordinate did not take the umbrella away, but looked in the direction of Igor's finger.

The wilderness was covered in ashes, and even the towering pillars of flame seemed to be covered.

At this time, the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

It was like a moment of tranquility before an earthquake, and the next second, the birds in the birch forest around the town flew up, causing a rustling sound.

In Igor's visible depths, the ashes flew all over the sky, and the mountains and forests and cities in the distance began to decay, decay, and decay rapidly.

It was as if a big hand had reached out from the abyss and grasped everything on the earth.

The wind howled, and everything suddenly fell silent again.

Only the ashes remained, obscuring the whole world.

"It's over?"

The subordinate on the side couldn't help but ask, in his opinion, only the process of countless ashes suddenly falling from the sky covering the entire city, he didn't see any spectacle or beyond imagination at all.

"It's your luck that you don't see it."

Igor sighed.

"The Chernobyl area has been downgraded from a fifth-level restricted area to a fourth-level forbidden area, and if you send investigators above level B to clean up the battlefield, there should be nothing left."

He ordered.

Investigators from Lubyanka Entertainment quickly drove into the Chernobyl zone.

Level 5 Exclusion Zone means that investigators below Class A are not allowed to enter, and investigators at Level A and above must enter with the consent of multiple organizations in the world, and there are few in the whole world.

Level 4 Exclusion Zone is much less restrictive, and B-level investigators can enter in a squad of no less than three, but they need to record and write a report throughout the process.

Igor is well aware that after the final procedure is used, there is practically no pollution in the Chernobyl zone, even the A-class, and even the top few in various organizations, will not be deeply affected in their lifetime, and if they are more radical, they can even let ordinary people move in now.

This is the final procedure common to all major organizations, the means by which the anomaly is dragged into the deepest part of the abyss.

As for the principle and the origin, it is the core secret of the major organizations, which is not recorded in any written form in any written file, and only the top person in charge can circulate it in some special form.

When Igor was studying under Chekov, he had guessed that this should be the power of some being at the bottom of the abyss, and as for why humans could master such power, he couldn't think of it.

The Siberian summer nights are not hot, but cool.

Investigators walked into the Chernobyl exclusion zone, the first time that the dusty land, which had been sealed for forty years, really welcomed guests.

Ash piled up on the road like snow, making it difficult for vehicles to move until the moon hung high and they finally reached the heart of Chernobyl.

A foul stench came.

It's amazing how new it is after all these years.

Beneath the ashes were severed limbs and flesh, and the smell of blood permeated the air, as if the battle had just ended.

Apparently, the anomaly froze time, freezing it at the moment when everything was dragged into the abyss.

Everywhere you look, there are broken buildings, old artillery, rifles, fragments of military uniforms that look like they belong to different eras, and perhaps what was left over from the two battles of eighty and forty years ago has survived together.

Many investigators who had never seen the world immediately vomited.

Not just because of this hellish scene, but also because of the history behind it.

The investigator in charge of the scene looked up and saw what appeared to be a flag fluttering on the only building in the town.

He led a team to cautiously go upstairs, and saw that there was indeed a flag planted here, and the corpses around it, which looked like they were of higher rank, and they were also devoured by monsters, and they were torn apart, and they could not piece together a single intact corpse.

As for that flag, it is a style that is no longer seen in Siberia anywhere today.

"Headquarters, headquarters, can you see it?"

The investigator said into the intercom.

An action camera on his shoulder captured the scene and transmitted it over the network to the command headquarters in the school auditorium in the back town.

Seeing this, Igor took a light breath and gave an affirmative answer.

"It's strange that everyone here is dead, but this flag hasn't fallen."

The investigators examined it and found that the pole of the flag was stuck in the ground and it was difficult to pull it out.

"There's something here."

He crouched down and brushed aside the ashes that were gradually covering the rooftop, revealing that it was a badge.

Bright red undertones, interlaced golden sickles and hammers.

Seeing this, Igor was silent.

On the side, a subordinate hurried over and whispered to Igor's side.

"The committee asked about the progress of the Chernobyl investigation and said that other agencies are also urging it, how should we respond?"

Obviously, not only Lubyanka Entertainment, but also other organizations involved in this incident were curious about what it would look like, not only for the clues that might remain, but also to ensure that the final process actually took effect.

"Just say it"

Igor was silent for a moment, looking at the strange and familiar flags and insignia in the video screen before speaking in a deep voice.

"It's snowing in Siberia."

(End of chapter)