Journey to another world in the subway

Chapter 148 Submission
The cage was still where the fat man knocked it off Sasha.

Its door is ajar and the mouse has run away
Sasha had no choice but to put on the dead bandit's gas mask.

The mask seemed to retain a bit of the owner's musty smell, but Sasha should feel lucky, because the fat man had already taken off the mask before Su cut his throat.

Near the middle of the subway bridge, the radiation level suddenly rose again. If she didn't have this mask, who knows how many steps she would die.

Sasha also put on a huge protective suit, and when she moved in it, it was like cockroach larvae emerging from their cocoons.

Although the gas mask has been worn on the fat man's wide and slack mouth before, it can also be tightly attached to Sasha's face at this moment.

Sasha blew hard inside, trying to get rid of the air trapped in the hose and purifier, which belonged to the dead man.

But she looked around through the sealed circular glass, and couldn't help thinking that now she was not only wearing someone else's protective clothing, but also seemed to have gotten into someone else's body.

Only an hour ago, in this dress, there was a ruthless devil, and now, in order to cross the subway bridge, she seemed to have to become a devil, and see the world through his eyes again.

She can't remember what it was like before she and her father were exiled.

Perhaps she subconsciously beautified those fragments from the distant past a little, to find a vent for herself—except for the plastic bag of tea.

You know, all the people living in this subway are indifferent and have no mercy. Isn't there a station that can be her habitat?
Too bad she couldn't wear this rubber mask forever, pretending to be someone else, someone with no face and no emotions.

According to her wishes, she would never take off this mask again, if the mask can make her into another person-to make her not only lose herself from the outside, but also erase her memories from the bottom of her heart.

Let her forget everything, forget all the misfortunes that happened to her.

Let her believe from the bottom of her heart that she still has a chance to start again.

Sasha didn't know what the purpose of the two people's arrival was, but it was obvious that the big bald man inside who pointed a pistol at her viciously knew Su Mengfan.

It was difficult for her to judge why they took her on the road, was it for their own entertainment, out of pity, or to prove each other?

She just wanted to guard her father by herself, and didn't want him to be hurt again.

If it wasn't for the presence of Su Mengfan in the team, Sasha would have bid farewell to them long ago.

Along the way, among those two people, there was only the strange old man who had been staring at him closely before, and would chat with him whenever he had nothing to do on the way.

In the old man's occasional conversations with her, she could feel sympathy, but no matter what he did, he always looked at his companions, and he was very cautious in his words, as if he was worried that his humanity would be exposed.

And the other, after deciding to take them to the nearest inhabited station, never looked at her again.

More often, he was talking to Alcorn about topics he didn't understand.

However, from their conversations, the names VDNKh and Artyom appeared most frequently.

Listening to Alcorn's tone, it was obvious that he was full of worries about that Artyom.

But Hunter praised that Artyom greatly, and he didn't know what he did to make that bald man so happy.

Even when meeting his good friend Alcorn, he was never so happy.

Another news is: Their goal this time is to go to Tula Station.

Sasha dawdled for a while, letting the man walk in front of her. She wanted to study this man without restraint, even if she started to observe from the back first.

But he seemed to have felt her gaze - he immediately became alert and shook his head suddenly.

But he didn't turn around, as if he wanted to give in to the girl's curiosity, and he seemed to be deliberately showing that he didn't pay any attention to the girl.

His strong figure and beastly demeanor made the fat man take him for a bear, all of which showed that this man was a soldier.

It wasn't just because of his height or his shoulders that were argentina wide.

She clearly felt that even though this person was thin and short, he could still generate a steady stream of strength in his body.

Such a person can make anyone submit to him without any effort, and he will destroy anyone who defies his will without hesitation.

Long before Sasha had finally overcome her fear in the presence of this man, long before she had begun to struggle to understand the relationship between him and herself.

Fortunately, Alcorn's appearance made him full of strength again, and his cowardice of inferiority was once again covered up.

While taking care of Alcorn, Sasha rarely saw men of her own age and was disgusted by those ugly old men at the station.

The feeling towards Su Mengfan went from being disliked at the beginning to being favored later.

When he finally rescued himself from the hands of the evil devil, Fatty.

At that moment, a woman who had just awakened in her body kept saying to her: She also surrendered to him.
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The rail car moved forward at an alarming speed, and Homer did not feel any resistance from the control lever, because the hunter almost bore all the weight alone.

The old man stood on the other side of him, raising and lowering his hands in the same way, but he hardly expended any effort.

The subway bridge is not high, and has many piers. It crosses the turbid and thick river. The flesh and blood of the concrete has been separated from the steel frame. Its piers are extremely weak, and one of the two bridge spines has collapsed.

Such a building is very functional, typical, does not stand the test of time, like other new buildings around it, and like all the cookie-cutter buildings around Moscow, it is completely devoid of any form of aesthetics.

But when passing the bridge on the rail car, Homer still admired the scenery on both sides with ecstasy. He thought of the bridges that could be opened and closed in St. Petersburg, and the hollowed out and blackened Creme bridge. .

Thinking of my former homeland is different from the hard life now.

In more than twenty years of subway life, Homer has been to the ground three times.

Every time I try my best to see it carefully and want to see more.The memory is awakened, and the chip of visual memory is activated. He wants to read more and memorize more, so as to store his experience for the next few years.

If one day he is lucky enough to go to the ground again, he can go to Kolomna, the river terminal and the warm camp to see how good it would be.

These places are of incredible beauty, but it turns out that Homer, like many other Muscovites, holds them not as a treasure, but with an unfair distaste for them.

(End of this chapter)