Working Prophet

Four hours later, the Challenger 650 flew over Siberia.

However, the plane did not fly towards the city, but came to an uninhabited valley. The Challenger 650 lowered its altitude and flew past the mountain peaks. A shabby runway appeared in front of it.

Sergey said to Li Yu, "Sit tight, we are about to land."

"Are you here?" Li Yu glanced down through the porthole. There seemed to be a small airport down there, but it looked like it had been abandoned for a while.

"Don't worry," Sergey said, "Anyway, you can keep resurrecting. Even if the landing fails, you have nothing to lose."

"What about you?"

Upon hearing this, Sergey took out his aluminum flask and took a sip, "I can't tell you are quite considerate, but I don't need you to worry about my affairs. Just do your job."

Although the condition of the runway was not very good, and the length did not seem to be very long, and it was already night, the Challenger 650 successfully completed the landing thanks to the pilot's superb driving skills.

When the plane stopped, Sergey was the first to step down the gangway and took a deep breath of air.

"Oh, as expected, nowhere can compare to my home. It's a pity that such a beautiful place will never be seen again."

Li Yu followed him out of the plane and looked around. This place was very desolate, with nothing but mountains and trees, and no human habitation at all.

Taylor pointed to a place in the distance that looked like a warehouse, and threw a small flashlight to Li Yu.

"That's it. You can go there by yourself. I need to make it easier now."

As he spoke, he unzipped his pants and lifted his hands against a stone.

Li Yu walked in the direction of his finger until he reached the warehouse. The mottled iron door in front of him was not locked.

Li Yu just pushed it gently, and it made a squeaking sound, and then it fell backwards.

It fell to the ground, raising another cloud of dust. Li Yu took two steps back. When the dust cleared, he turned on the flashlight.

The sight before him froze him.

I saw that the warehouse was filled with tanks, armored vehicles, missile launchers, heavy machine guns, and even a row of armed helicopters, and they all looked real.

Sergey also came back with his pants lifted at this time, "How about it, do you like my garbage?"

"With all due respect, these things don't look like garbage."

"My country just scrapped them a week ago, and they're here and no one wants them, so they're garbage in every sense of the word."

Sergey wiped his hands casually on his clothes.

"Do you want me to use [Environmental Frog] to pick up all these things?"

"That's right, each of these things weighs hundreds of kilograms, or even tens of thousands of kilograms, and you can't carry them with just your small backpack.

“I have asked people to clean up all the garbage in the three thousand square kilometers around here, and also set up a no-entry zone.

"As long as you set the frog's activity range here, it has a high chance of picking up those big guys inside for you."

"But even if I had these heavy weapons in another universe, I wouldn't have enough fuel to drive them to the battlefield, and no one would use them."

"Don't worry about the fuel. I'll have some big oil tanks brought over later." Sergey said, "As for the users, I'm going to send fifty military experts from the GRU Special Forces to help you.

"We must let the natives of another universe know how powerful we Slavs are and bring out the majesty of the earth."

"You can find fifty special forces members who are terminally ill..." Li Yu saw the stern smile on Sergey's face mid-sentence, and knew that his question was unnecessary.

"A true warrior is never afraid of sacrifice, ever."

Sergey emphasized. He raised his head and drank all the remaining wine in the aluminum flask. He was about to throw the flask away, but he thought of something and retracted his hand and complained.

"Asshole, it's better now. You can't even litter this damn place."

After that, he said to Li Yu, "Go in and take a look. If there is anything you particularly want but it's not in it, you can tell me and I'll have someone drag it over for you.

"If there is nothing else, let Vladimir take you back. I want to stay here alone for a while and say goodbye to this beautiful land."

"Are there nuclear weapons here?" Li Yu asked again without moving.

Sergey glanced at him sideways, "You want it? I can find a way to get you a few intercontinental missiles."

"No, actually I don't want nukes in this...dump."

Li Yu explained, "If we regard that plane as the next Earth, it is best not to let that land be contaminated by nuclear contamination."

"What you said makes sense." Sergey said, "Then take nuclear weapons off the list. Anyway, we won't be able to use these real killer weapons to deal with the indigenous people."

After Li Yu visited the arsenal in front of him, he boarded the Challenger 650. The latter drove through the bumpy runway and successfully took off at the last moment.

At this time, Li Yu felt that he really needed a bottle of vodka to relax.

He glanced down again. The abandoned airport was becoming more and more blurry. Sergey's tall body was now only the size of an ant and gradually disappeared into the night. He could no longer see it. Less than.

But Li Yu knew that he was raising his head and looking in the direction of the plane.

Li Yu withdrew his gaze, pulled down the sun visor, leaned into the seat, and then fell into sleep amidst the slight bumps in the fuselage.

When he opened his eyes again, he had returned to the familiar airport. The pilot patted his shoulder to wake him up.

Li Yu glanced at his watch. It was almost eight o'clock in the morning. He had something to eat at the airport, came to the parking lot, and retrieved the BMW parked there.

After getting in the car, he could still smell the faint smell of alcohol inside. It wasn't until he opened the window on the way back that the smell gradually dissipated.

Li Yu returned to the office, took out a pen, and wrote on a note - immortality, but quickly crossed it out again, changed it to "not afraid of death", and put a question mark at the back.

Then he wrote that his personal characteristics are distinctive and he can use the power of the country.

Then Li Yu recalled several previous meetings with Taylor, and added one thing at the end - there were conflicts.

After he finished writing, he stared at the note for a while, then took out the lighter and burned it.

It wasn't until the flames almost burned Li Yu's fingers that he threw the remaining pages into the glass in front of him and watched as the last bit was burned away.

Li Yu poured the ashes into the sink, turned on the faucet and let it be flushed away. He washed the glass and straightened his collar before getting ready to go to work.