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Chapter 678 Live or Die

On December 27, 1991, when the short daylight fell on this long-abandoned mine, Weiyan and Apolly had already dug out the entrance to the building buried in the snow.

After struggling to push open the iron-wrapped door, the two turned around and left the suspended first-floor platform. From the cargo hold of the transport truck, they moved all the other bodies down one by one and sent them to the top floor one by one.

hall.

"This building will collapse in the future," Wei Ran reminded, sitting on the edge of the stage.

"I know that just like the Soviet Union, the Soviet Union cannot last for a hundred years, let alone a building. It will always fall down."

While Apolly was speaking, he had already taken out all their IDs from the corpse and put them into his pocket.

There was no need to explain this situation at all. Wei Ran already understood that the other party did this just because he did not want someone to know their identities when they accidentally discovered these corpses in the future, and then associate them with the safe that was about to be sent to the mine.

Sighing secretly, Wei Ran waited silently for the other party to take away everything including the revolver, then followed him out of the auditorium, and watched him lock the door of the auditorium with his own eyes.

They went downstairs in silence and got into the still warm living cabin. Apollie put a key on the table, "This is the key to the safe."

"My goal is not the safe." Weiran immediately made his attitude clear after sitting down face to face with Apolly.

Nodding silently, Apolly put the shiny key back into his pocket. After a moment of silence, he proactively said, "In August, I received information that Barsukov, the leader of the Pyrotechnic project, was suspected of transferring scientific research project information.

, my task is to monitor whether Dr. Murat and Dr. Pavel have betrayed state assets."

Seeing the other party looking at him with burning eyes, Wei Ran knew that the other party had misunderstood his identity and origin.

After pondering for a moment, he stood up slowly, put the kettle on the stove and replied calmly, "My task is to find out the identity of the buyer as much as possible once they sell those things. Coffee or black tea?"

"Coffee bar" April responded, shaking the key in his hand, "In that case, I'll take the key with me."

"What are you going to do next?" Wei Ran asked while making coffee with his back to Apolly.

"My informant has lost contact"

April paused, and there was a hint of temptation in his tone, "I'm hesitant to reveal the specific location of the safe."

"This matter has nothing to do with me," Wei Ran stated his attitude straightforwardly.

Apolly carefully looked at Wei Ran's back and calmly held the revolver in his pocket, "I plan to make this transport truck disappear."

Wei Ran, who never looked back from beginning to end, asked without thinking, "If you plan to make this car disappear, how should we get out of here?"

Apolly glanced at the night outside the window, quietly pointed the gun in his pocket at Wei Ran and said his plan, "Next I will try to start the crawler tractor, it is enough to take us out of here.

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"Where is this transport truck?" Wei Ran asked the question he was most concerned about. After all, this was his main purpose of entering this time segment.

"If we can repair the tractor, we can drive the transport truck directly into the mine."

"I will help you," Wei Ran, who still had his back turned to April, made his promise.

Hearing this, April slowly took his hand out of his pocket and put it on the table again. After pondering for a moment, he asked, "What about you? Do you want to die or live?"

Wei Ran was stunned for a moment, then he pondered for a moment, put the coffee on the table, sat down opposite April again, and said, "Die."

"In this case, just disappear with them in the snowstorm."

Apolly thought for a while, stood up and opened the locked iron cabinet, took out all the work records inside and placed them on the table, "We started to leave the planned exploration range after the first supply in December. Since we want to

Let this car disappear..."

"December 7th?" Wei Ran immediately caught up with the other party's thoughts.

"right"

Apolly nodded, stacked all the work records from December 8th onwards separately, tapped the top one with his knuckles, and said, "Just keep these with the safe. I will find a way to keep all the work records before the 8th."

All the work records and the keys to the safe were sent to Barsukov, the person in charge of the Tinder project."

"What are your plans in the future?" Wei Ran looked into the other person's eyes and asked half seriously and half jokingly, "Go back to be with your wife and children?"

April smiled and did not answer the question. He just picked up the coffee cup and took a sip. "We will talk about the future later. Now we should try to repair the artillery tractor."

"Push it into the workshop" Wei Ran gave his own suggestion, "at least it will be warmer there."

"You won't come back here again, will you?" Apollie picked up the coffee cup and asked the last question.

"of course not"

Wei Ran replied calmly. When Apolly asked him whether he wanted to die or live, he had already understood what he meant.

Wanting to die is nothing more than using the blizzard that just stopped to fake death and start a new life with a new identity. Wanting to live means continuing to intervene in the Tinder project and being responsible for it to the end.

In contrast, "living" is far more difficult and painful than "dead".

Apolly looked at Wei Ran's eyes seriously for a long time. Finally, he took a sip of coffee, stood up and said, "In this case, let's not waste time. Let's push the tractor into the workshop first."

Upon hearing this, Wei Ran immediately stood up and followed April out of the living cabin.

With the cooperation of the two, the heavy objects carried on the ATS59 tracked artillery tractor were dragged to the side by the transport vehicle with a wire rope, and then the transport vehicle's head was used to push the front of the tractor, bit by bit.

It advanced into the cold workshop.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Finally, the rear living cabin of the transport truck was used to block the door of the workshop, and the searchlight on the roof of the vehicle was used to illuminate every detail of the workshop. Only then did the two of them take the

The tools in the upper tool compartment were placed next to the tractor.

"Are you sure it can be repaired?" Wei Ran asked after looking around in a circle.

"Just try and you will find out"

April was full of confidence, and then made the final test in a matter-of-fact tone, "There is a Swift in the tool shed, can you help me set it up?"

"no problem"

"There are antenna interfaces and power cords inside the cab," Apoli reminded additionally.

Hearing this, Wei Ran just nodded, walked back to the tool compartment on the front side of the car, took out the spy radio and got into the cab.

He had used this thing countless times when he was taking classes at Hongqi Forest Farm, so it was naturally not difficult.

He dug out the small box on the top of the windshield and connected it to the antenna and power cord. After Weiran turned on the radio, he placed it on the seat.

By the time he completed this small test and returned to the tractor, Apoli had already lit a bonfire and loaded it with coal in the iron barrel that served as the sled.

Seeing this, Wei Ran simply found an empty bucket and lit a bonfire to dispel the cold.

Although the artillery tractor truck has been here for more than thirty years, the cars of this era are far easier to maintain than the computers of later generations. The only trouble is just disassembling and assembling the rusted ones.

Screws are more troublesome.

After two full days of hard work, the tractor's engine finally started roaring again.

"The next step is the suspension mechanism."

Apolly pointed to the road wheels that were dismantled decades ago and said, "I found usable accessories in that building before the snowstorm. I just don't know what happened to the people on duty here at the time to take them away."

Abandoned here."

"I'm afraid it's also a story, April. Let's take a rest first. I'll get some food. You can go get the parts first, and then we can have a drink." Wei Ran, who was covered in oil, asked while beating his shoulders.

"Just grab something to eat," Apolly said, then turned around and left the workshop and went straight to the abandoned building where the auditorium was located.

By the time he came back carrying the heavy parts, Wei Yan had already filled the table in the living cabin with several heated cans, and the enamel pot on the stove was also boiling thick beetroot soup.

Apolly looked at the empty living cabin with regret, sighed secretly, and turned towards the cab as if he wanted to escape from this familiar environment.

After closing the door and sitting on the cold seat of the cab, April reached out and pulled out the Makarov silenced pistol with a silencer from the inside of the dashboard.

However, just when he was about to check this weapon that had not been used for a long time, the spy radio headset on the steering wheel sounded an extremely fast ticking sound.

April was stunned for a moment, subconsciously looking at the radio station for which he had given up hope. Then he threw the pistol on the dashboard, picked up the headphones and put them on his head.

After a moment's hesitation, he put his fingers on the keys and skillfully sent a message that was pre-edited and stored in the radio.

After a moment of waiting, the extremely fast ticking sound sounded again in the earphones, and at the same time, the small screen on the radio also displayed groups of five-digit numbers.

And Apolly also copied the numbers group by group into a tattered notebook.

After replying again with a pre-edited message, April immediately turned off the radio station, pulled out a magazine full of oil stains, and started flipping through it quickly.

However, as more and more letters, words and even phrases appeared on the broken notebook in his hand, his face became paler.

Pulling off the page filled with numbers and information, April took out a lighter, lit it, and threw it into the small stove beside him that had long been extinguished.

When he walked into the living cabin again in despair, Wei Ran immediately noticed that something seemed wrong with the other party.

"Apolly, what's wrong with you?" Wei Ran asked as he brought the cooked red cabbage soup to the table, then took out a bottle of vodka and two crystal cups and placed them on it.

"Barsukov is dead," April said tiredly, sitting on a chair.

"Who?" Wei Ran didn't respond for a moment.

"The leader of the Tinder project, the teacher of Dr. Murat and Dr. Pavel, Comrade Sergei Petrovich Barsukov, an academician of the Siberian Branch of the USSR Academy of Sciences."

Apolly rubbed his face vigorously, "When Gorbachev announced his resignation and the Kremlin lowered the Soviet flag, he also committed suicide. Before committing suicide, he burned all the information about the Tinder Project."

Having said this, Apolly looked at Wei Ran helplessly with red eyes, "The fire is really going to go out."

"Condolences"

Wei Ran pushed the other person a glass of cold wine, but for a moment he didn't know how to comfort him.

"Is there any point in what we are doing?" Apolly looked at Wei Ran for help.

"I have no idea"

Wei Ran spread his hands, "But now you are the only one who owns all the original data of the Tinder Project. You have the right to destroy it and the right to keep it forever. Even if you sell it, it doesn't matter."

"What about you?" April asked subconsciously.

"Didn't I disappear with this car in the snowstorm?"

Wei Ran served the other party a hot red cabbage soup, "Let's eat something. After filling your stomach, there is still a lot of work to do."

Apolly took a deep breath, picked up the cup and drank it all in one gulp. He took a bite of the toasted crispy bread, threw the remaining half into the beetroot soup, picked up a spoon and started to sip it into his mouth.

There are various kinds of food inside.


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