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Chapter 72: The dance is over

Outside Black Swan Harbor, it was already dusk. The huge snowflakes made the world extremely blurry. The wind and snow obscured the sight, making Ender and his party unable to be discovered.

On the snow-covered ground, a semicircular shield was protecting Ender and others, and a combat meeting was being held.

"You guys go and deal with the people at the airport next door. Today is Christmas, and those idiots are very drunk."

Several Dragonborns picked up five or six punches, put on snow camouflage, and saluted Ander.

"Your team is responsible for defuse the bomb. You all know the location and method of defuse these days."

Another pair of troops were ready to go. They were responsible for defuse the bomb left by Bondarev to ensure the safety of the rescue operation.

"The last team is responsible for controlling the fire. That bitch will definitely set the fire. Let him burn it down. We would rather not have those things."

What Ender was talking about was the data that Herzog had obtained through his research on abnormal embryos and human experiments over the years. These things were of no use to China and would cause a lot of trouble if they were taken, so it was better to let Herzog burn them.

Herzog was once the youngest doctor in a biological research laboratory in Germany. He was arrested by the Red Army after World War II and sent to the Soviet Union for trial.

If the red bear had not been kicked in the head by a donkey, Herzog would not have survived more than three days after being arrested, but unfortunately, he was released just like that.

He was sent to Black Swan Port to carry out Project Delta, which aimed to research hybrids in order to create powerful war weapons, or Slavic supermen.

This plan, which only appears in novels, is full of unreliability. A research institute established at the northernmost tip of the country is itself a security risk.

As for the so-called Slavic Superman, this institute produces something every year, but most of them are not very good. It can only be said that Dr. Herzog is well versed in the essence of defrauding funds.

For the kind-hearted Chinese dragon descendants, this place is no different from the little devil's 731. Some people even don't believe that Big Brother would do such a thing as giving birth to a child without an asshole.

It can only be said that the furry bear is no longer the furry bear it once was.

"Ajie, you take the rest of the people to settle the children and deal with the adults in the hall."

Ander glanced at Chu Jie, who had his hand on the handle of the knife. He knew that Chu Jie had never had children, so he loved children very much. If Ander hadn't stopped her, Herzog's head would have been chopped off by her.

"Remember, wear a mask and communicate in Russian."

These soldiers all learned Russian when they were young and had no problem communicating in Russian.

"It's seven o'clock in ten minutes. The people responsible for infiltration operations are here to make you invisible."

A group of soldiers walked up to Ender one by one, and then disappeared in the magical aura.

Advanced invisibility, a 4-level illusion spell, can make people completely invisible.

This spell lasts long enough for this group of warriors to eliminate all outposts and cut off the base's communications.

"Set off!"

With Ender's order, the battle began.

Special snow boots allow the soldiers to walk on the snow as smoothly as possible, and the soldiers in the back row consciously remove their footprints.

The defenders of Black Swan Port were completely immersed in their enjoyment, and the outer posts were unknowingly controlled by soldiers, maintaining the illusion that there were still people outside the posts.

Herzog and Bondarev were already preparing to run away. Bondarev, the so-called royal descendant, and the KGB agent urged Dr. Herzog to grab his things and leave the children in Black Swan Port and run away.

The Red Giant is coming to an end, and Black Swan Port has been abandoned

The lieutenant on duty in the boiler room fell on the duty desk, still holding a bottle of Red Label vodka in his hand. A steel core bullet penetrated his heart. Bondarev stood behind the lieutenant holding a Markolov pistol.

The doctor lit a match and threw it into a tank filled with fuel. It only took a second for the raging flames to rush into the cold storage. The fire roasted the thick ice, and an embryo as big as a thumb was faintly frozen in the ice.

"Are they all embryos mixed with dragon genes?" Bondarev asked.

"It is a product with immature technology and may go out of control." Shi wiped the fuel from his hands, "If we grow up, it may be a problem for us."

"Even turning into a dragon?" Bondarev asked.

"I don't know. In short, the second-generation product will be better, more powerful and controllable. The next target is the archives. We have to burn all the unnecessary drawings. This makes me feel like I am back to when the Soviet army captured Berlin. Berlin

All offices, big and small, are setting fires and burning all documents."

"It's 11 o'clock in 20 minutes. Are the young people in the Golden Hall having a good time?" Bondarev carried a large can of fuel on his shoulders and walked out of the boiler room side by side with the doctor, stepping on the sticky blood.

"I hope you can seize the last moment of your life and enjoy the fun of getting along with the opposite sex." The doctor said coldly. Behind them, the gate of the oil tank opened, and tons of fuel poured to the ground.

The extra fuel allocated to the boiler room was not only used for heating, but also for burning the boiler room. After they walked a few hundred meters, there was a loud thunderous noise, and the flames engulfed the cold storage, and the fuel explosion destroyed the cold storage.

The two floors were reduced to ashes along with the delicate embryos.

At the end of the pier, the doctor and Bondarev turned around and looked back at the blazing Black Swan Port. Flames spurted out from every window, and explosions occurred one after another.

The flames were miraculously suppressed a hundred meters away from the golden hall, and fire walls rose from the ground to isolate the external flames.

The joyful sound of accordion and Christmas songs were faintly heard among the explosions. People in the Golden Hall were completely controlled by hallucinogens, imagining that they had returned to Moscow where singing and dancing were flourishing.

Two hundred meters behind Bondarev, several figures were hidden in the snow, watching indifferently as the two destroyed everything in Black Swan Harbor.

Ender didn't want to get into trouble. It was best for Black Swan Port to disappear in the fire as it was.

Let these past sins be buried with the red bear.

The golden hall became more and more lively, and the indoor temperature became higher and higher. The young people danced the sailor dance. They took off their military uniforms and threw them aside in the heat. The nurses also took off their coats, revealing the white lace of their underwear under their vests.

They all drank a lot of wine, and their eyes were nakedly provocative. The smell of hormones overwhelmed the smell of perfume, causing everyone to turn red.

They danced and hugged each other, the soldiers put their hands into the nurses' vests, and they bit each other's lips, like lovers and bloodthirsty beasts.

The door of the golden hall was locked. Three mechanical combination locks locked the mahogany door with an iron core and an outer cover from different directions. The keyhole was filled with melted rosin.

At this moment, the loud collision of heavy objects and the sound of friction between metals broke the crazy atmosphere in the room, and the locked door was violently blasted open, knocking down the gossip-loving head nurse beside the door.

"Sorry, kids, it's eleven o'clock and the dance is over."

Ender looked at the bodies crisscrossing the hall. These people were still immersed in the desire brought about by hallucinogens. He waved his hand indifferently.

"shot!"

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