Chapter 26 Bloody Night

In the boiler room, the lieutenant leaned back on the armrest of the chair behind him and looked in a certain direction.

He tilted his ears from time to time, as if he was listening carefully.

Although this place is far away from the party building, if you listen carefully, you can still vaguely hear some music coming from the golden hall.

It was his turn to be on duty today, so he had to stay in the boiler room, but perhaps as a compensation for him, the boiler room was filled with all kinds of fine wine and food.

Not only that, he also got the first batch of precious quotas that the doctor should be able to go home to visit his relatives. Compared with the opportunity to go home early, missing a party is not too regrettable.

Picking up the vodka beside him and pouring it into his mouth, the lieutenant reached into his arms. After some groping, he carefully took out a pocket watch with body temperature from his arms.

As the pocket watch was opened, an old photo came into his eyes. Touching the face in the photo with his fingertips, the lieutenant showed a nostalgic smile on his face.

The next moment, a dull gunshot rang out in the room.

The color in his eyes gradually disappeared, and the lieutenant's body shook. After using up his last bit of strength to close the pocket watch and hold it tightly in his palm, he fell headfirst on the duty desk in front of him.

Blood flowed out from his chest and soaked his clothes.

A steel core bullet accurately pierced his heart, taking him away at his happiest moment, without leaving any pain.

"Colonel Bondarev, your shooting skills are still as accurate as ever."

The doctor smiled and clapped his hands.

"It's just a trick, not up to the standard at all."

Refilling the steel core bullet in the Makolov pistol in his hand, Bondarev smiled and shook his head.

"I know a man named Fast Hand Henkel, his shooting skills are the best."

"A fast gunman like a western cowboy?"

The doctor was humorous for once.

"Maybe, he seems to be a cowboy."

Shrugging slightly, Bondarev changed the subject.

"The things in the cold storage should be your precious research results, are you sure you want to destroy them all like this?"

"They are all products with immature technology and great defects. They are easy to get out of control and difficult to control. When they grow up, they may become our troubles."

Pour the fuel in his hand into the sink, and the doctor rubbed a match and threw it into the sink.

"We have the second generation of products, which are powerful and controllable."

Under the effect of the fuel that almost filled the sink, it took only a short second for the blazing flames to rush into the cold storage. The raging fire roasted the thick ice, and the thumb-sized embryos were vaguely frozen in the ice.

"Let's go, our next target is the archive room."

Carrying a large barrel of fuel on his shoulders, the doctor stepped on the sticky blood under the lieutenant and walked out of the boiler room.

"All the important things that should be transferred have been transferred. We have to burn all the unnecessary things."

In the corridor, four expressionless figures firmly watched a girl in the center. Except for the girl, everyone held a large barrel of fuel in their hands.

——Under the control of the clappers, Khorkina and the others acted like supermen.

"You are really not afraid of retribution."

Looking at the figure lying on the ground in the boiler room, Mu Qingzhi shook her head imperceptibly.

"If there really is a God in this world, I think you will definitely go to hell."

"Really?"

Glancing at him and turning around, the doctor spoke in a flat tone.

"God never punishes evil, otherwise, I probably wouldn't be alive to this age."

Behind them, the gate of the oil tank in the boiler room had been opened, and tons of fuel poured onto the ground. Some fuel even overflowed the threshold and rushed to the outside.

Before they walked a few hundred meters away, accompanied by a thunderous roar from behind, the roaring flames engulfed the cold storage, and the fuel explosion turned two floors and those delicate embryos into ashes.

... So far, the destruction of this night has finally begun.

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Biting her lips tightly, Renata ran fast in the empty corridor.

Mu Qingzhi gave her many magical props. The door locked with three locks and blocked by rosin could not stop her. After hearing the explosion from outside, she began her own action.

The explosion was the signal agreed by Mu Qingzhi and her. When the explosion sounded outside, it meant that she could move freely.

After running for a while, Renata seemed to realize that her speed was still a little slow. She took out a bamboo dragonfly from her pocket and put it on her head.

If there was anyone who could bring the other party back from the doctor, the only person she could think of was Zero.

But to her disappointment, when she arrived at Room Zero as quickly as possible, she found that Zero, wearing a straitjacket, was tied to the recliner, with a dull look and no spirit.

Although he appeared to be omnipotent in the dream, Zero in reality had no ability to move at all. Like other children, he underwent pontine splitting surgery. Although he was resistant to hallucinogens, he was controlled by the sound of a clapper.

Mu Qingzhi, whom she had always relied on, was taken away by the doctor, and the only hope Zero was in such a state. Looking at Zero lying on the iron chair in front of her and smiling at her foolishly, Renata suddenly felt like crying.

And just when she was about to cry, the explosion from the corridor forced her tears back.

The doctor said that if he wanted to destroy this port, he would never hold back. This port was designed by him, and he knew exactly what to do to completely destroy it to the greatest extent.

Pinching her arm hard, Renata pulled Zero off the iron chair, holding his hand and running towards the corridor, while holding a cloth bag tightly in one hand.

In the cloth bag, there were all kinds of strange gadgets, including soap that could be applied on the body without feeling cold in the snow, and Momotaro balls that could be thrown to animals to tame them.

The items in the bag were all the preparations Mu Qingzhi had made for their escape. In the past, when it was late at night, she would pull her to Room 0 to clean up and explain the functions of these items to them.

——But now, she was given all these things.

The fire started very quickly, and the top of the corridor began to burn. The floor fell piece by piece and broke into pieces on the ground. Hot white steam shot out from the cracks in the ventilation ducts. The red-hot steel pipes gradually bent, and all kinds of sounds merged into the dying song of the black swan.

On the tower outside the window, the huge searchlight swept aimlessly, like a helpless Cyclops overlooking the wasteland.

...On this Christmas Eve, there was an endless bloody spread.