Dragon Clan: Lu Mingfei who returned from Sekiro

Chapter 58 You! Faker!

Renata crawled through the narrow tube, her chest bulging as she stuffed Zorro into her flat chest.

This is the ventilation duct, and among all the children, only her slender body that has not yet developed can climb into these ducts with a diameter of less than 40 centimeters.

Before the officers and nurses had gone mad, she had crept up the Christmas tree and used a little wrench she had stolen at supper to remove the strainer from the air duct.

Anton was stronger and faster than she was, but without any skill, she easily threw Anton off and jumped from the top of the Christmas tree onto the ventilation duct.

The blizzard was howling outside, and it was very cold in the pipes. When she crawled here last time, there was still warm heating, but now there is only coolness, and the residual heat is about to dissipate.

These ventilation pipes are originally used to transport heating, so even restricted areas can be reached by pipes.

At the eight vents, she stopped. It would have been hot due to the high temperature, and she had to use something to touch it, but the heating supply has been stopped, and there will be no more heating.

Renata put her hands on the hot iron to restore heat to her stiff fingers and make them flexible again.

She unscrewed the screw with a wrench, uncovered the filter, and jumped down carefully.

The space becomes much more spacious at once. There are no guards here. Even if there are, they have already been stunned by the excessive hallucinogens.

The Doctor seems to have put all the hallucinogens into the heating, he's changed, he's not willing to let the kids have a good dance party before they die.

Renata pushed open the door of the cubicle. It was a Deshka 1938, an anti-aircraft machine gun with a caliber of 12.7mm.

The maximum range is 5.4 kilometers, the combat rate of fire is 125 rounds per minute, and it can shoot 2 bullets like cannonballs per second on average. The weight is 180 kilograms. If the wheel bracket of this gun is not well lubricated, she can only Looking at this heavy weapon in a daze.

There is also a box of bread next to the weapon, all of which are Russian-style daliba with a long shelf life, and one can be eaten for a long time.

The sled dogs next door purred low-pitched notes, not to alert Renata, but to express friendly kindness.

Renata and them were friends, friends who lived and died.

Renata blew a dog whistle, the kind that calls out to her friends.

Ataga took the first position, licking the palm of her hand.

"Nice." She stroked the heads of the sled dogs and took off their collars.

There is a miniature locator on the inner ring, and every staff member of Black Swan Harbor is equipped with a locator, including these sled dogs in service.

Renata took each sled dog's collar off, and all the locators were thrown back into the dog's sleeping den.

She lowered the tailgate of the gray sleigh with a truck-like tailgate, turning it into a ramp, and with the help of the dogs, pushed the heavy machine gun onto the sled.

"Persist for a while, and we will be free soon. This time, you will be free too." A faint smile finally appeared on those calm faces.

She hugged her friends, and Zorro the bear sat in the bread box, also smiling, as if happy to be reunited with the petite maiden.

Lu Mingfei pointed the gun to the lieutenant's head.

"I just want food, take me to the food place, don't speak, and I don't kill you."

"Yes! Sir!"

The lieutenant replied like a soldier, so drunk that he dared to shout in front of a thug who sneaked in with a gun.

"Be quiet! Next time you speak loudly, I will kill you!"

Lu Mingfei pushed the gun forward vigorously.

The lieutenant immediately covered his mouth and nodded to show that he understood.

The two detoured in the aisles extending in all directions, and after about a few minutes, they finally arrived at a freezer.

The lieutenant didn't have a key, so Lu Mingfei found a rope to tie his hands, took out a lump of cotton from the interlayer of his clothes, stuffed it into his mouth, and pulled out the knife.

The facilities of this military base seem to be a bit outdated. The food storage doors are actually padlocked.

It looks like a good weight, bigger than the one at the lighthouse, but still not as good as the lock in the original room.

when!when!when!
With three loud bangs and violent sparks, the iron lock fell to the ground.

The lieutenant's eyes widened, sweat dripping from his brow.

Is that human being?
He shivered all over, and the alcoholism finally began to subside.

Lu Mingfei pushed the lieutenant and entered the door together, but after entering, there was only a blank space.

The plain white ice-blue room is bleak, and large ice cubes transported from the snow are scattered in the corners of the cold storage room.

Even if there is no supply for a year, at least there should be some food here, not to mention that there is a dance tonight, the doctor will only hold the dance when the supplies are sufficient, where does the food that Major Bondarev replenishes go? up?
"You! Faker!"

Lu Mingfei squinted his eyes and took the cotton out of the lieutenant's mouth.

"No! NO! NO!" The lieutenant's head shook like a rattle, "I don't know! I don't know!"

Lu Mingfei felt that this timid guy was not lying, otherwise he would not have brought himself to the ice cave, but would have played tricks to lure himself to the large army with guns.

He thought he probably knew what was going to happen in this port.

This lieutenant is nothing more than an ignorant victim.

Forget it, can't the ice field find food?
Seals, polar bears, penguins.
Whether it is the Antarctic or the Arctic, there are living creatures. Since there is no easy solution, let's dive into the ice water to catch fish.

I hope his luck will not be too bad. It is best to meet a polar bear, so that he has both warm fur and meat with enough heat.

There is no need to search for food anymore, but you can ask the lieutenant if he has a portable tent and lighter. If you have these, the possibility of survival will be higher.

He carved crude tents, lighters, and dog sleds into the windows nailed to the planks with a knife, and asked the lieutenant if they had any.

The lieutenant's complexion became very ugly, and he could tell that the masked mysterious man in front of him was about to run away.

He glanced back at the empty room, remembered the fuel in the boiler tank again, and begged Lu Mingfei, "Can you take me, I want to go too."

He didn't want to die, he didn't want to be a victim, he wanted to go back to Moscow to be with his family.

A knifeman beyond the limits of human beings may really be able to take him away from the cold polar region without food.

He is also a soldier at any rate, he is well-educated, he will not lag behind, he can drive a sled, he can shoot a gun, and he knows where seals and polar bears are.

He tried his best to show that he was useful, hoping that the mysterious man would take him with him when he fled.

He's really not Faker.

(End of this chapter)