Treasure hunt begins in England

Chapter 412 Stalker
A gust of cold wind hangs over the tops of the trees, engulfed in the cold air from the Arctic Circle, making the branches of the trees rustle with the dead leaves that have not fallen in autumn.

The snowflakes that fell on the branches before were blown off the branches and residual leaves, and then turned into powdery snow mist that flew up and down, sometimes rising into the sky, sometimes diving into the ground, and finally falling on the ground one after another.

From various perspectives, winter in Ukraine is not a season suitable for people to stay in the wild, although for Russians in the north, the black land of Ukraine is already considered a "warm south".But in the eyes of most people, the latitude of this land is still too high.

The intersection of continental climate and oceanic climate makes the weather in Ukraine change drastically, making it extremely difficult.For example, less than half an hour after Liang En and the others set off, the cold north wind blew up.

Less than 5 minutes after they left the small town, the surrounding scenery quickly became barren.On the vast and sparsely populated Eastern European plains, people are mainly concentrated in cities and settlements, especially in winter.

Fortunately, the subgrade of the road is obviously higher than the surrounding area, so there is no snow on the road because of the wind, so it can be passed after leaving the town.

As the bicycle continued to move northeastward, the road conditions became worse and worse. The road under the bicycle wheels changed from a flat asphalt road to a cracked asphalt road, and then turned into a dirt road.

In the end, even the dirt road was gone, and there was only an Eastern European wilderness full of wild life, and only the two rows of street trees planted back then could guide them.

However, the roots of these plants also caused a lot of trouble. In many places, they had to push or even lift the car over those roots and rough roads.

Considering that they may need to live in the field for a day, they prepared a lot of supplies, and these supplies made the vehicle a bit heavy.

Fortunately, the three of them have no physical problems, so they can bring the bicycle and all the supplies on the car to the target location step by step while helping each other.

After stumbling forward in the cold wind for more than an hour, all kinds of things on the roadside have become more numerous, such as rusty road signs, collapsed telephone poles, and collapsed concrete buildings... the once prosperous town, Completely deserted due to the evacuation of all residents.

The whole area looks so dilapidated, it looks like a scene in some doomsday games or movies, it seems that a guy in a blue jumpsuit and a laser gatling may jump out of the ruins at any time Where did it jump out.

And in this vast snow field, a huge cement coffin symbolizing death and radiation stood just like that by the river a few kilometers away, giving people a feeling of depression.

"Welcome to Chernobyl." Fan Meng breathed out the sentence composed of blurred Cyrillic letters on the mottled and dilapidated road sign in front of him, but this painting matched the scene in front of him No matter how you look at it, there is a strong sense of irony.

"It's finally here." Before they came, they had heard about this signboard, because for those who live in this area, this signboard is a famous landmark, proving that everyone has entered the urban area.

It's just that Liang En and the others didn't follow the road leading to the city center to the east, but walked north along an asphalt road that reappeared from the snow.

The road appeared and disappeared in the snow. Fortunately, the dome of the nuclear power plant in the distance had been standing there, so they could easily use the position of the dome of the power plant to revise their position with the map in their hands.

As they moved forward, the buildings on the side of the road gradually changed. Unlike the buildings that were already in operation, the construction fences and piles of sand and stone building materials on the side of the road proved that the buildings here were not built. Finish.

That's why Liang En chose to venture into this area. After all, it's easier to preserve things in places that haven't been built yet. Those who search for monuments generally don't search in such places.

For those looking to take memorabilia from Chernobyl, they are more inclined to go to the urban areas that were previously inhabited to search for things that the citizens did not take when they hurriedly evacuated, rather than waste time on the construction site.

"There are six buildings in this residential complex called Progressive Community. It was originally planned to be put into use in mid-June 1986, but because of the accident at the power station, this community will be put into use in about a month. I can never welcome my own residents—”

When he came to the intersection with an atomic structure sculpture, Liang En told Fan Meng and Jeanne about the history of the target community, and at the same time led them along a concrete road towards a dusty concrete building in the distance. past.

Soon, they came to a square, 22-storey building. Interestingly, if the height problem is ignored, this building is the same as the Andre Rotan they visited before. The building I lived in is almost the same, whether it is the exterior layout or the appearance of the building, it feels like it was poured out of the same mold.

The building is surrounded by tall trees, and even the cast iron flower bed fence and the same cast iron lamppost can be seen, revealing a unique rough beauty of the Slavs.

However, these unrefined iron castings have long been corroded, and the wooden components on the chairs have been weathered and violently broken to the ground. Only wildly growing plants are clinging to the gray concrete building.

Although everything around is covered by snow, through the snow, one can still see the strange contrast between the vigorous vitality of these plants and the secluded silence of the buildings as if time stagnates.

"There should be three buildings here." Looking at the cement numbers on the wall, Joan turned to look at Liang En, "But there are so many rooms here, do we have to find them one by one?"

"Of course not." Liang En showed a smile, "If I'm not mistaken, these things should be in the same unit and the same room as that Andre Rotan's room."

Undoubtedly, the elevators in this building could not be used long ago. Fortunately, the fifth floor is not too high, so the three of them only took a little time to arrive at the door of Room 503, which was the same as the previous room.

As soon as they opened the door, they realized that something was wrong, because the door was not locked, and after entering the door, the three saw that the window was broken, and the inside of the house was in a mess, with obvious signs of wind and rain.

"It doesn't look like there's anything hidden here." Joan of Arc looked at the snowflakes blown into the room by the wind and the water stains on the ground and said, "The environment here is really not conducive to storing items. Could we have guessed wrong?"

"Probably not." Liang En shook his head, "That thing is very directional, so it's unlikely it was just a prank, but—"

Having said this, Liang En suddenly stopped because he realized that he seemed to have overlooked something.

"But what?" Joan asked.

"That thing might not be in the room—" Liang En stopped because he thought that the person who hid the things was an intellectual, so the way the other person hid things might actually be imitating the methods in some novels or movies .

(End of this chapter)