Add one cup after another to vodka, and the can of braised beef is cold and heated.

When Vatujing talked about the Cuban missile crisis for the third time, Zero suddenly spoke, interrupting his endless talk.

"I want to ask you about the ‘o(Delta) plan this time."

The warmth and happiness in the room seemed to be cut off with a knife in an instant. Vatujing stopped telling with a high spirit and stopped in the air with his raised wine glass.

Lu Mingfei was also silent. He thought that Zero brought him to ask Watujing for a few passes to the military restricted area.

But it is obvious that the old man in front of him knows more than he thinks.

As soon as the word "Delta Plan" was released, Vatujin's face seemed to be blown by the cold wind, and the temperature dropped sharply?

Lu Mingfei wanted to say something, Ke Zen gestured to him to shut up.

The wine glass slowly fell back to the table, and Vatujing slowly turned his head and looked at Zero: "The last time you asked me this question was ten years ago. I didn't answer it at that time. I thought you wouldn't ask again. But today you came with this boy and asked the same question. Did you ask him for help?"

At this moment, he should be respectfully called "the General of the Watujing Army".

The majesty of the old era suddenly returned to the old man. His eyes, which were chaotic because they drank too much vodka, showed a dazzling light.

"No, I just got a little secret about that plan by chance, so I wanted to know the truth." Ling Dandan denied.

But Vatujing did not believe her, but asked, "Who is he?"

"You don't need to know this."

"That's the secret of the country!" said Vatujing.

"Your country is dead long ago," Zero said. "That secret is very important to us, and I will offer you a satisfying price."

"I'm satisfied with the price?"

"Tell me everything you know about the 'Delta plan, I will use all my relationships to get you out of Russia, you can go to Spain or France, and spend the rest of your life freely." Zero stared into Vatuting's eyes, "You are not afraid of loneliness or death, but for someone like you, is it too humiliating to die in this cage?"

Watujing suddenly fell silent: "I shouldn't let you know me so well."

He poured himself a cup of vodka and slowly drank it at the fire.

This dinner was like a family dinner, but at some point it turned into a negotiation between two businessmen.

One businessman offered a bargaining chip that another businessman could not refuse.

After several minutes of silence, Vatujing started the story.

He agreed...or accepted the "condition" of zero.

This majestic old man in the last century has been trapped in this remote suburb for too long. He stayed in a cabin every day, and was no different from a prison.

Vatujing felt it was time to find a way to retire for himself.

"The earthworm has no eyes, no ears, it senses that the world is dry, wet, soft, and hard, but if one day you catch a earthworm and say 'Hi! Brother, do you know what to see?, the earthworm will go crazy because it has no eyes."

The old man's voice was hoarse and long, like a vicissitudes of life...

"We are the earthworms that live in their eyes. The unknown is something that fascinates us earthworms. Once you know the part of the world, you will increasingly want to explore it deeper. Just like an older man who depends on ***, or Faust depends on the devil."

When Lu Mingfei heard the last sentence, he was slightly shocked. Maybe Vatujing said it accidentally, but Lu Mingfei immediately thought of the little devil.

"In the most prosperous era of my country, it fought against the entire Western world on its own. It was an era where people were full of ideals. Although it was inevitably mixed with violence and politics, although there were gaps in economic strength and many shortcomings, our military strength was still not inferior to them. We tried to pursue a balance with external forces in this regard. For this reason, many related military experimental research projects were put into use, but they were basically useless

Abandon or fail.”

After drinking, Vatujing lit another cigar.

"And among these advanced military research projects, the 'Delta Project is the most special because its research object is human beings themselves."

"As for its goal, it sounds very stupid, because its goal is to create super warriors, like Captain America and Wolverine in American comics, and our experiments are more radical. We screen children from the various republics that joined the Soviet Union, who we think have obvious genetic advantages. Some people think that assuming their dominant genes can be combined, they will create the perfect person who dominates the battlefield."

"A genetic engineering project is so simple?" Mai Sakuto frowned slightly.

"It's not simple either. This is a bloody project. We use these genes to make embryos repeatedly and destroy them repeatedly. Life is a consumable in this plan. They create embryos of various types, most of which cannot survive even two years old. Some seemingly successful commodities have very short lifespans."

Lu Mingfei poured wine glass by glass, lowered his head and listened to the old man telling the not-so-long story.

He knew about the story, but he was not as detailed as Vatujing told it.

"Dr. Hullzowg is always giving us hope that every generation of his products has indeed improved, making us eager for the next generation of products perfectly set. Unfortunately, the country has disappeared before the super warrior has been put on the battlefield."

Vatujing spread his hands: "That's everything I know."

"Dr. Hullzowg, what do you think of this person?" Lu Mingfei asked subconsciously.

"He is the head of the Delta Project. He has been to Moscow for several meetings. I have met him at the meeting. He is a very ideal and aspiring scientific maniac. However, his confidentiality level is very high. My contact with him is limited to those meetings. He is a German. He was captured when Berlin fell in 1945. He is older than me, but it is strange that I can't tell his age from the appearance. The complete set of genetic cultivation techniques is said to have also brought him. The academicians of the National Academy of Sciences were amazed at Dr. Hullzowge's understanding of genetic engineering."

"What about Bondalev?" Lu Mingfei asked again, "Have you heard of this name?"

Vatujin thought about it, then shook his head slightly: "This is not a rare surname in Russia. I know more than one person named Bondalev, but none of them are related to the 'Delta Plan, or the 'Delta Plan, when I was closed and I lost control, I don't know what happened next."...

"So what you said, the 'Delta Project is just a failed genetic engineering project, a bloody human genetic experiment?" Mai Saito confirmed again.

"For those dead experimental subjects, of course, it's bloody. But at the national level, this is just a price that must be paid." Vatujing said coldly, with the politician's power and indifference at a glance.

When he said this, it was rare. Lu Mingfei saw a disgusting expression on Ling's face. She stared at Watujing, and the boy's cave was filled with lonely coldness.

Even when she faced the annoying Finger, she never showed this.

Vatujing immediately read the meaning in her eyes and sneered: "Is it disgusting? This world is not something that children can understand. I am a soldier. The duty of a soldier is to defend the country. For the sake of the country, I can sacrifice anyone, including myself."

"You can leave after listening to the story. You don't want to visit my fake adoptive father. Such rough food is too shabby for you. Your offer is indeed tempting, but I don't want to leave this country at the moment."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zero stood up suddenly and walked out the door.

"Zero Razumovsky Romanova, I hope this is our last meeting." Vatutin said slowly, "You and the family behind you are unfathomable, and I am just an old man who has lost power. I can't help you and will not let my country down for you."

Zero left without listening.

...

In the wooden house, the music had stopped, and the firewood in the fireplace was still burning.

The old man Vatujing sat alone at the table, silently eating the bowl of cold red vegetable soup.

The sound of the car engine has long gone, and the wind blew the birch trees, making rustling sounds.

Suddenly, there was a sound of military boots breaking grass leaves in the sound. From far to near, the door of the wooden house was knocked.

Before Vatujing could respond, the man had already pushed the door open.

The visitor was wearing a well-decorated Russian uniform and carrying the rank of major on his shoulders.

Instead of speaking, he took out a cell phone from his pocket, pushed it to Vatujing along the desktop, and then turned around and went out.

This wooden house is equipped with everything, but there is no communication equipment. The monitored Vatujing did not have the right to call the outside world without permission.

Therefore, Zero had to contact him by letter.

Vatujing stared at the phone until it rang.

He answered the phone and put it in his ear, but he didn't speak.

"Hi, Vatujing, my best friend, are you okay?" The phone was quite standard Russian, but with a little exotic flavor.

He is a man, and he can't tell his age from his voice. His voice is friendly and happy, just like an old friend who travels around the world occasionally thinks of you and calls to greet him.

"I'm not your friend. If you really treat me as a friend, I'll send me out of this ghost place as soon as possible." Vatujing whispered, "Is it more than twenty years ago last time we met?"

"Yes... It's been more than twenty years, and the last call was the day you left the Kremlin. When I called you, I was standing on the Red Square, watching the old era leave on this land." The man opposite the phone sighed, but his voice was still happy, "That's a great end."...

"You told me that it was our last call, and when you hung up the phone, our cooperation was completely over."

"I wouldn't call you again, but someone insisted on getting old accounts. Fortunately, you are a tight-lipped friend. If you talk to those children, we might have to level the radius of five kilometers around you."

"I don't have the idea of ​​keeping it secret for you. It's just that people are old and are always a little tired of memory. Let them stay under the coffin in the past!"

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"Of course I know," Vatuting said, "but there are times when it can't hide it. Listen, let me repay all the sins of the past."

The other end was silent, and it took a few minutes before the phone could get a sound again.

"Goodbye, Vatujing."

"Goodbye in hell." Vatujing hung up the phone heavily.

The sound of the saxaul of the wind blowing the leaves becomes clearer, like a group of hibernation and awakening snakes crawling out of the cave.

He knew that the killers hidden in the grass stood up, and countless murderous muzzles in the dark pointed at his elderly body.

"Farewell, Renata." Vatujing said softly.

His eyes were set on the top of the stove, where there was a frame of mirrors alone.

In the snow, the burly old man was holding the girl with deep eyes high, as if he wanted to put her on his shoulders.

It was an endless winter. In the 1980s, a girl named Renata Evgenia Cicelina was sent to the Black Swan Port by her parents for Hurzog to study.

And Vatujing is her guardian...
Chapter completed!