Chapter 124 Hidden Laboratory

After a few minutes, the crowd gathered together with nothing to show for it.

"Captain, there's nothing." John shook his head and said in disappointment, and several others also shook their heads.

"No, look here." The captain stood in front of the light switch in the corridor and waved.

"Did you find anything wrong?" The captain knocked on the switch and asked the other mercenaries. The others looked at him in confusion.

"There is a layer of dust on the surface of this switch, but there are four clean fingerprints around it." As he spoke, the captain pinched the four fingerprints and lifted up the switch box, revealing a card reader-style groove inside.

The mercenary captain took out a card given by his employer from his pocket. It is said that all the places that need to read the card only need this card.

Beep... beep... the sound of reading sounded.

Accompanied by the sound of mechanical gears running, the corridor of the laboratory building sloped down into a steep slope, and a brand new metal door appeared at the end of the steep slope.

"It seems that the new owner here just made some small improvements on the original mechanism." John muttered, looking at the hairy walls on both sides of the corridor leading to the underground.

"Since we chose such a remote place, we definitely don't want to attract attention. We're going to do a lot of renovations and still hide our hair. Are you stupid? Hurry up and clear the way. I'll double your commission." The captain stepped forward and gave John a slap on the back of his head. hand.

When John heard that the commission was doubled, he immediately suppressed the curse words he was about to say. He chuckled twice and quickly walked to the front of the team with his rifle raised.

As everyone came to the end of the sunken corridor, the metal door automatically opened to the side, revealing an ancient-looking elevator behind the door.

The mercenary captain and his party walked into this simple-looking elevator. As they stood still, the elevator made a slight squeak, making people wonder whether it would fall.

John pulled the only metal lever in the entire elevator, and the elevator slowly descended with a squeaking sound of metal friction.

A few minutes later, the elevator slowly stopped and the closed folding doors opened to both sides.

The entry point is a concrete corridor, and the water droplets seeping from the cold walls gather together and drip on the ground continuously. The old and mottled walls were covered with small cracks, and old halogen headlights flickered in the corridor.

"This is too shabby. The new owner who bought it probably didn't even plan to renovate it." Chatty John began to ramble again.

The captain and others rolled their eyes and ignored him, their eyes scanning around the corridor.

"There should be no danger here. Let's spread out and look for it." The mercenary captain waved his hand to the corridor in front of him that had several branching roads.

Walking through a dim corridor without lights, John came to a room with a huge warning sign at the door.

"Military secrets, no entry allowed." John read the Russian text on the warning sign in a low voice and chuckled, ignoring the warning sign and reaching for the door handle.

After spending a long time without breaking the rusty door handle, John kicked it hard. The closed door finally let out a deflation sound, and the handle moved lightly.

After opening the door, John came to a place similar to a disinfection tunnel, but due to disrepair, it had lost its disinfection function.

After passing through the passage, his eyes suddenly opened up. There was nothing in a hall covered with white tiles except for a few metal tables and chairs and some old computers.

He smiled mockingly to himself, thinking that he could get some good things outside of the mission. Yes, the new owner must have explored this place, and he would definitely not leave any good things behind.

Bored, he picked up a monitor and threw it against the wall.

With a click, a worn-out tile on the wall dented inward, and then a wall turned outward.

"Looks like I'm really lucky!" John happily walked into the opened secret door.

Behind the secret door is a huge laboratory. There are dozens of small rooms around the laboratory, but only the laboratory still has lights provided by the base.

There are some things that look like spider webs floating in a row of culture tanks in the center of the laboratory. There is also a withered grass bud-like object on the top of the spider web-like things.

John picked up an experimental diary from the table and read it.

On December 25, 1991, we had lost contact with the outside world for two days. We did not know what was happening in the outside world, and the supplies that were supposed to arrive did not arrive.

The survival materials in the laboratory can only last for five days. Have we been abandoned by our great motherland?

My comrades and I decided to go out with the guards with food to look for help. Although we knew that there were no human beings within hundreds of kilometers around the laboratory, we had to give it a try.

On December 26, 1991, we locked all the experimental results in the secret room, packed the only food and prepared to set off. We didn’t know if there would be a chance to return to the laboratory for which we had devoted all our efforts... …

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Time goes back to 1991, December 24, inside the Kremlin in Moscow.

The Soviet *** sat quietly at his desk, smoking the cigarette in his hand without saying a word.

"***, have you really decided?" the secretary on the side said softly.

"The pillars of this building have completely rotted away. No one can prevent its collapse." *** frowned and blew out a puff of smoke.

"Tomorrow, we really..." The secretary's eyes were filled with tears. Her greatest motherland in the world would cease to exist tomorrow.

"Call the heads of several secret laboratories." *** leaned back in his chair and said tiredly.

The secretary nodded and turned to walk out of the office.

A few minutes later, several officers walked into ***'s office.

"How are your respective laboratories?" *** asked as usual, as if he had no idea what major events would happen tomorrow.

"Report to ***, everything is normal in the laboratory I am in charge of. The new stealth fighter will be in service in three years at the earliest. By then, America will no longer be our opponent." A person in charge said.

"***, our new intercontinental missile has been designed, and the first experimental missile will be built in three months." Another person continued to report.

"..." After that, several people reported in turn.

After listening to the general situation, *** pointed out one person who had not spoken to stay, and waved his hand to let the others leave.

When only the person in charge was left in the office, he slowly spoke:

"***, the Nightmare Project is nearing completion. We have already conducted experiments on death row prisoners. This biochemical weapon transformed from parasitic fungi found in ancient frozen soil will be unmatched..." The person in charge excitedly reported.

"Oh? So how is the defense of the base?" *** stood up and walked around behind the person in charge and asked.

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