War in Heaven

The metal wall around him had a trace of iron gray, and the "girl" wearing the Soviet military uniform looked up and looked at the man standing at the door through the messy hair in front of him.

His old comrade-in-arms, Fakowski, from the Soviet superpowers, and the "wildfire" of the incineration organs, stood on the other side of the house and stared at themselves with their arms.

Although he wants to escape, Jane is very clear that it is impossible to compete with Fakovsky simply by his current strength.

“Want to talk?” asked the one-eyed man in a black tights.

"No..." Jane, who recovered her master, slowly shook her head.

Jane didn’t know that she used to perform tasks with herself, but basically every time she was dragging her feet, and Fakowski, who needed help from her own, got the power from such a powerful force and became a wildfire that can instantly kill alienated creatures. "of.

The muscular "one-eyed dragon" can even ignore the space manipulation skills of Jane and directly harm Jane's body. In the face of this level of enemies, even if it is the treasure of the super power force, it can only be favored. I didn’t even have the power to fight back.

Then... I was brought here.

Sitting on a cold metal chair, Jane is measuring the situation around him.

In fact, his location is not a cell, but a reception room. Although the decoration is simple, it is not bad compared with other buildings in the Hell Capital.

On some old wooden tables, the desk lamps radiated a faint yellow light, reflecting the metal walls of the house and the fur rugs under the feet.

There is only one door in this room, and there are no windows. The smell of cigarettes floats in the air, and the ashtray on the table is still emitting a white smoke.

Jane lowered her head, focused her attention on the table, stared at the scratches on the wooden table, and calmly thought about the current situation.

- Now that he was caught by Fakovsky, Lin Chi may still be out of the ground, and he was created by the "Don River beast", and I don't know where to go.

This kind of situation can be said to be fierce and less, and the more you think, the more you feel that you can't do anything about it. But even then...

"Do you want to resist?" Fakowski's teleportation to Jane without warning, looking down at Jane's swollen cheek: "Don't think about it, it will only make you hurt even more."

"I will not surrender." Jane said coldly.

"Yeah, of course I know..." Fakovsky laughed and picked up the only remaining left eye: "The trump card of the super power force will certainly not yield so easily, right? If you surrender now, I will be very disappointed..."

"What the **** are you thinking?" Jane frowned and stared at his old comrade-in-arms: "The burning organization is an evil organization, Fakovsky, you know too well? You are not for the Soviets at all..."

"Maybe." Fakovsky is too lazy to continue this topic, take a cigarette out of his pocket, and still politely ask: "Can I smoke?"

"You know that I hate the smell of smoke." Jane shook her head slightly.

"That's it." Fakowski said, stuffing the cigarette back into his pocket.

Looking at the old comrade-in-arms who had been born and died with him in front of him, Jane was somewhat conscious of her time. She always felt that she had returned to a few years ago to perform tasks with this guy.

It is clearly hostile to himself. The current Fakhovsky has not shown strong hostility. It is not so much to interrogate enemy captives, but rather to talk to old comrades.

"Do you remember? The two of us killed a nuclear submarine of the US emperor. The United States later reported that the submarine was sinking in the water, it was funny enough." Fakowski said, picking up the table. The vodka took a sip.

Jane slowly nodded.

"Those Americans later wanted to retaliate, and they were killed by Yuri, and the unwilling capitalist shards were controlled by Yuri..."

Fakovsky said that he was working hard, but he found that Jane’s eyes were a bit stunned, so he asked: "What is it, old man?"

"My home...friend, how is it now?" Zhen whispered.

"What friend?" Fakowski frowned. "Are you not coming by yourself?"

- He does not know the existence of Lin Chi?

Realizing this, Jane immediately changed her mind: "I mean Andrechenko."

"Oh, you said that the "hunter" who betrayed us?" Fakovsky smiled contemptuously, contempt for the words: "The idiot found the institute, slaughtered half a base like crazy. Then escaped."

"You should know... he hates this." Jane said weakly.

"What about that? The Soviet soldiers can give up their own desires and sacrifice their lives for the Soviet Union. The idiot is just a weak betrayal, and will be dealt with sooner or later." Fakowski said, closing his eyes, not thinking about it. what.

Jane was about to talk, but saw the one-eyed man suddenly opened the remaining left eye, a lot of wrinkles appeared in the corner of his mouth, and the facial muscles twitched, revealing a sly smile:

"I saw where he was..." Fakowski said.

Jane didn't talk, just waiting for the other party to continue:

"The idiot actually went to the Hollomansk labor camp. It was really unsuccessful. He will definitely die there..." Fawkovsky laughed when he said it.

"His combat power is not so weak." Jane said with some dissatisfaction.

"I know that he is the fighting machine you made." Fakovsky smiled proudly: "But you don't know, what is hidden in the labor camp, relying on that idiot, only to die!"

Say, Fakowski did not know where to take out a wrinkled brown notebook and threw it on the wooden table in front of Jane.

Jane grabbed the notebook and opened the first page. The first thing I saw was the Russian title:

Labor Change Camp Experimental Record.

The long-haired teenager in the Soviet uniform began to slowly read the following:

According to the notes, the Hollomansk labor camp was built from the castle of the fallen nobles and was built into a typical ring-shaped prison.

The concept of the ring prison was proposed by the British philosopher Jeremy Bentham in 1785. According to him, this design can rely on a monitor to deter all prisoners in the prison, but the prisoners are not sure whether they are being monitored.

According to Bentham’s statement and design: the ring prison consists of a central tower and a ring-shaped cell. The center of the ring prison is a watchtower. All cells are facing the central watchtower. Each cell has one front and one rear. Fan windows, one facing the central tower, one facing away from the central tower, used as a light.

This kind of architectural design makes it easy for the monitors in the central tower to observe the criminals' every move and know the prisoners well. At the same time, the surveillance tower has blinds. The prisoners do not know whether they are being monitored and when they are being monitored. Therefore, the prisoners do not dare to act rashly, psychologically feel that they are always in a state of being monitored, and constantly force themselves to follow the rules.

In this state, the prisoners realized "self-imprisonment."

- Because, invisible imprisonment has hidden into their hearts.

In this structure of the prison, the entire prison only needs a prison guard, and even can not be a police officer, the prisoner will behave in a proper manner. Since there is always a pair of surveillance eyes, the prisoners will not be arbitrarily arbitrarily, they will become quite disciplined and very conscious.

"This is too cruel." Jane whispered: "Prisoners are also private."

Fakovsky did not answer the words, only a scornful laugh, apparently does not agree with Jane's opinion.

The teenager continued to read and found that things were more horrible than they thought.

The labor camp was not used to hold prisoners, but was used by the incineration organs as a cruel laboratory!

They first grabbed a group of citizens and locked them into labor camps. They tried to find out whether the design of the "ring prison" was feasible, and after getting a positive answer. Started the next pilot program:

The second experimental plan in the labor camp, codenamed "selected."

- The designer left a special cell in the ring-shaped prison of the labor camp. The peephole on the wall of the cell was actually blocked, and it was buried in the wall inside the cell. Some tools such as shovels and heavy hammers that can be used to break prisoners.

Then they put a citizen with alienation into the cell.

The prisoner soon discovered that his cell was in a special condition that could not be monitored. But he didn't know that the miniature camera installed in the corner of the room's ceiling was observing his every move.

After learning that he could not be seen by the watchers inside the prison, the prisoner who had no idea that he had become the "white mouse" of the incineration agency had waited for a few days at the beginning. But... no one came to get through the peephole on his wall.

After about a week, the peephole in the cell was still blocked, and the prisoner in the cell, like venting his anger, began to openly violate the cell in various violations. The strange behavior of the prison rules, and even occasionally take off the prison clothes, and streaking cheerfully in the cell.

Then, the prisoner began to try to find a weak position on the wall and tried to escape from the prison.

When he tapped the wall lightly, he was pleased to find that the wall inside the cell was hollow.

Under the supervision of the incineration agency, the inmate with the ability to dissimilate and the body is very strong, tried to penetrate the non-thick camouflage layer on the outside of the wall and got the escape tool hidden in the hollow wall.

"You are training a madman..." Jane said slowly.

"No, this is a great experiment by the Tsar." Fakovsky raised his head and looked at the ceiling of the reception room: "The Tsar adults want to witness, when a prisoner has complete privacy and gets a barrier that can be destroyed. After the tool, what will be done. In other words, he wants to witness - the inferiority of human beings."

"The burning mechanism is completely mad." Jane put down the notes in her hand and leaned against the cold chair.

Although I don’t know what the incineration agency wants to do, Jane is still very clear that she is simply incompatible with these people.

He did not want to understand the mindset of the incineration agency at all, nor did he understand why Falkovsky would admire the madman who claimed to be a "tsar."

Jane’s only clear is that if the horror experiments of these madmen are not stopped as soon as possible, the situation here will probably be completely irreparable.