Chapter 292 Meeting

The classic and luxurious car was far away from the center of Moscow. The trees outside the car window were getting denser and denser. Heavy snow covered the branches of the birch trees, making it look desolate.

Zero drove the car himself, wearing a blue-gray woolen windbreaker and a straight mink hat. If she didn't sit upright and was not much higher than the upper edge of the steering wheel, she would be somewhat like a little lady.

"Shouldn't we go to the Kremlin to meet the Minister of Defense?" Chu Tianjiao, who was sitting in the back row holding Murasame in his arms, asked with some confusion.

He took the initiative to ask to come with him. He said something like "As an adult, you can't just watch your children go out on adventures." He didn't know if he was still thinking about finding a wife for Chu Zihang; Lu Ming Just sit in the passenger seat and close your eyes to relax.

As for Fingel...he is known as "Guarding the Base Camp".

"He invited us to meet him at his home. He lives in the suburbs." Zero said, "You will know it when you see him."

She had no reason to reject an S-class mixed-race colleague whose spirit was "Time Zero". This might be the pinnacle of personal strength except for Lu Mingfei.

After driving out of Moscow, the car drove for almost an hour and entered the hilly area. The road ahead became increasingly narrow and there were several roadblocks guarded by soldiers, but they did not need to stop and show their passes. Watching After getting their license plates, the roadblocks opened to traffic from a distance.

You can see a courtyard surrounded by peeled birch trees in front, and the clear sound of wood splitting echoes in the courtyard.

The soldiers at the last roadblock gave Ling and Lu Mingfei a rough check with a detector with a cold face, and confirmed that they were not carrying weapons before letting them go. Chu Tianjiao was stopped outside, and the soldiers told him the list of visitors in stiff English. There are only two names on it.

He had no choice but to stay here, and at the same time winked at Lu Mingfei to tell him to be careful.

Lu Mingfei had noticed something strange. This wooden house that looked like a Russian country house was actually being closely monitored. Even without the blessing of a powered tactical helmet, he could find hidden places in the surrounding hillsides, snow, and fallen leaves. Get up soldiers and snipers.

"Army General Vatutin, Deputy Minister of Defense of the Soviet Federation, is now an old man under residential surveillance."

Ling took Lu Mingfei's hand and told him not to be too nervous.

Lu Mingfei saw Ling's worry - she was afraid that she would be offended and clean up and attack these monitors.

He nodded and responded with a gentle smile, as if to comfort a child: "Okay."

In the bleak cold wind, an old man wearing a military green vest and with shoulders as broad as a bear was wielding a big ax, splitting large pieces of wood into small pieces. Every time his ax fell, he sprayed majesty and violence, just like a heavy artilleryman calmly blowing up bunkers one after another.

This old man chopping firewood was obviously the person they were going to visit on this trip. Lu Mingfei could feel the invisible majesty on him. It only belonged to leaders who held high positions, such as the leader of the Astartes Chapter and the Empire. The captains and commanders of space battleships often decide the fate of thousands of people with a wave of their hands.

The old man didn't seem to notice their arrival and was still chopping wood. Zero whistled loudly.

The old man stopped holding the ax in his hand, turned around, and immediately locked his eyes on Lu Mingfei, with scrutiny and caution - a soldier who had experienced the baptism of real war would naturally not be able to hide this from such a person. Eye.

But when he saw Zero, his eyes suddenly lit up, he opened his arms to her, and said boldly, "Hi!"

"No need, I don't want the sweat on your body to stick to you." Zero refused in Russian with a look of disgust on his face.

The old man still opened his arms wide and said, "Hi!"

Really unable to refuse this masculine invitation, Zero had no choice but to step forward and hug him. The petite girl was almost invisible in the arms of this giant bear-like old man.

The old man laughed, lifted Zero up high and put it on his shoulders, carrying her towards the wooden house in the forest.

This scene touched Lu Mingfei's heart slightly. He had comforted the children in this way before, at least it could give them a little sense of security and dependence after surviving the alien or heretic sword.

The environment in the wooden house is relatively simple, with Tchaikovsky's symphony playing on the old-fashioned record player, and the fragrant braised beef stewed on the fire.

Zero skillfully found tools in the house and ground pepper, while Lu Mingfei helped peel potatoes—the heads of aliens and heretics can be peeled, so of course potatoes can be peeled as well.

Lunch was quickly prepared, and they ate around the long pine table. The thick broth of potatoes and beef exuded the smell of fresh fennel. It was like a warm family dinner. The granddaughter brought her classmates to visit her grandfather. The grandfather told stories about how powerful he was when he was young. The classmates listened with polite and gentle smiles, while the granddaughter was disgusted and didn't want to listen and kept silent about the soup.

According to Vatutin, Zero was actually his "business partner." After the collapse of the Soviet Union, he raised a large sum of money from his former military colleagues and used his military connections to enter the shopping mall. Selling to China, selling oil to Europe, and selling diamonds to all over the world, it was once the all-powerful chaebol giant.

At that time, the "Romanov family" who was doing business in Europe wanted to enter the Russian market, so they cooperated with Vatutin. Vatutin readily accepted this ally, but he did not expect that the Romanov family sent a man taller than a suitcase. Not much of a little girl.

Outsiders have always thought that Zero was his adopted daughter or illegitimate daughter, and he did not deny it, so as to make their cooperation more secret. The Romanov family relied on Vatutin's connections to acquire companies and land, and also favored Vatutin. Became Russia's largest financial oligarch. However, the good times did not last long. With the government control, financial oligarchs were dismissed one after another, and Vatutin had all his assets confiscated and was placed under residential surveillance to this day.

Although he has experienced such ups and downs, Vatutin doesn't seem to care much. He talks most about the Soviet era. It seems that the career of a financial oligarch is just a joke for him. He has always been a member of the Soviet Red Army. .

But the warmth and happiness in the room did not last long. Zero's words were like a blade cutting them off:

"I came here to ask you about the 'Delta Plan'."

It was as if a cold wind was pouring into the wooden house, the temperature plummeted, and the majesty of the old era returned to the old man again.

Army General Vatuking slowly put down his wine glass and looked directly at Zero with a pair of eyes that pierced through the drowsiness and revealed a dazzling light:

"The last time you asked me this question was ten years ago. I didn't answer. I thought you would never ask me again. But today you brought this boy here and asked the same question. Did you ask it for him?"

"The questions and answers we are pursuing are the same." Zero said calmly.

"Who is he?"

"You don't need to know this."

"That's a state secret!"

"Your country is long dead."

The powerful auras collided with each other, and the family dinner between grandfather and grandson turned into a dialogue and tit-for-tat between business partners. Lu Mingfei didn't say much, and looked calm like an irrelevant bystander.

"You tell me everything you know about the 'Delta Plan', and I will use all my connections to let you leave this country. You can go to Spain, France, or the United Kingdom and live the rest of your life freely," Zero stared at Vatutin's face. Eyes, "You are not afraid of loneliness or death, but for someone like you, is it too humiliating to die in this cage?"

Vatutin was silent for a long time: "Maybe I shouldn't let you know me so well."

He filled himself a glass of vodka and drank it slowly while looking at the fire. After several minutes of silence, he began to speak.

"During the most prosperous era of this country, we once fought alone against the powerful Western Alliance. It was an era full of ideals, but of course it was inevitably mixed with politics and violence. Our economic strength is far inferior to that of our enemies in the West, so we must not We do not rely on military power to achieve balance. In order to gain an advantage in possible wars in the future, we have also invested in the development of various new technologies that can reverse the battlefield, such as the 1K-17 laser tank, Kirov-class arsenal ship, Tu-119 nuclear Power bomber..."

"Among these advanced military projects that have now failed and whose rusty remains are sealed in an abandoned warehouse, 'Project Delta' is the most special. Its research object is human beings themselves, just like the characters in American comics. That's how we create super soldiers. We select children from various Soviet republics who we think have obvious genetic advantages. Some of them have amazing explosive power, some have a high tolerance for pain, and some have incredible computing power... We hypothesize that these genetic advantages can be combined to produce powerful and outstanding warriors, which will be even more useful in the field of espionage."

"A genetic engineering project, is it that simple?" Zero frowned.

"It is also a bloody project. We repeatedly create embryos and destroy them repeatedly. Life is a consumable in this project. They have created various types of deformed children, and most of them will not survive two years old; some look like The lifespan of a successful baby is very short, and the person in charge always gives us hope that each new generation of the project's products will improve... But before we can expect the birth of a real super soldier, the country will perish." Vatutin said, "That's all I know."

"This man," Zero took out a black-and-white photo of a man wearing a Soviet military uniform. "Do you have any information about him?"

"Dr. Herzog, the head of the 'delta plan', he came to Moscow for several meetings, and I met him at the meeting." Vatutin said, "His confidentiality level is very high, even higher than mine. Gao, I only know that he is a German genetic engineer. He was captured when Berlin fell in 1945... But it is strange that he cannot tell his age. He brought all the genetic engineering technologies of the 'delta plan'. To the surprise of members of the National Academy of Sciences.”

"So... it's just a genetic engineering project," Zero confirmed again, staring at General Vatugin with cold eyes, "a bloody genetic engineering project."

"Of course it is bloody for the current personal morality and the failed experimental subjects, but at the national level, these are the prices that must be paid. A super soldier may be able to save more lives in the future. In war In front of the country, everyone is a expendable number, including myself." Vatutin smiled coldly.

Lu Mingfei frowned slightly, a little disappointed - the old man seemed not to even know about the special existence of "mixed race".

As for the bloody genetic engineering that General Vatutin mentioned - he didn't have much emotional fluctuations. His predecessor was a creature of genetic engineering, coming from a galaxy that was almost completely burned by war.

He took out the two pieces of file paper from his arms and handed them to the old man, and said in less proficient Russian: "Then do you have any impression of this file?"

Vatutin's eyes widened subconsciously - a leader in a high position should not show his emotional changes on his face so easily, but the other party seemed not to care about it now, and kept looking from the file photos. And Lu Mingfei's face moved back and forth as if comparing it.

"You also survived?...No, you are not like him, you don't have..."

Vatugin murmured to himself, somewhat in disbelief.

"Do you still have something to hide from us?" Zero stood up and put his hands on the table and stared at him, feeling angry that he had been deceived.

The old man opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but someone didn't want to give him this chance.

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At the roadblock outside the wooden house, two soldiers seemed to have received the order. They pulled out the Glock pistols from their waists and pointed them at Chu Tianjiao, who was leaning against the car and smoking. At the same time, dark red laser aiming beams hit him from different directions. on the body.

His strong survival instinct made him release Time Zero immediately, and before the bullet hit, the gray-white time-stop field had already enveloped him. After drawing his sword to cut off the Glocks in the hands of the two soldiers and kicking each one away, he saw more figures standing up from all sides of the wooden house, as if a group of snakes had awakened from hibernation and crawled out of the cave.

What's even more deadly is that there are two flying objects flying towards the wooden house with bright flames and tail flames.

There was no time for Chu Tianjiao to rush towards Shi Zingyu to stop him. In the next second, the sky-high flames engulfed the small room. Along with the deafening explosion, the hot air waves swept away the surrounding snow and fallen leaves.