Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

Near noon, Lubyanka Square, KGB headquarters, Yellow Building.

In Nikonov's spacious office, Du Weiguo sat on the sofa with a cigarette in his mouth, his tone slightly teasing.

"Tsk, Nikonov, is this your trump card? What? A skinny old man. This is too bad looking!"

At this moment, his eyes were thoughtful as he looked at the short, skinny, and unremarkable old man standing in front of him.

Actually, he is not an old man. If you look closely, he is no more than 50 years old. It's just that this guy is terribly thin, as if he was drained by some monster. There are wrinkles all over his face, so he looks particularly old.

This old man is Yuri, the chief of the Black Swan Commando under Nikonov, codenamed Master of Illusion.

He was just an ordinary teacher, short, fat, dull and timid. His ex-wife couldn't stand him anymore and divorced him. He has never been able to find a wife since then.

It is said that when Yuri first awakened his abilities, he was discovered and won over by a female agent who was working as a prostitute.

Since joining the Black Swan, Yuri has been a bridegroom almost every night, changing brides every day, and enjoying endless good fortune. The thing that the KGB has no shortage of is well-trained beauties.

Damn it, in just half a year, Yuri's body was squeezed from an oak barrel to a matchstick. If it weren't for the bonus of his physique as a user with special abilities, he would have easily been stuck in the arms of a beauty.

Apart from him and the mammoth Hamborg who had died in Nizhny Novgorod, Nikonov had four other special ability users under his command.

They were now lined up in a row, standing in front of Du Weiguo with stunned eyes, as if they were a bunch of businessmen choosing a station.

These unlucky guys had a faint dark red light in their eyes that flickered on and off. It was obvious that they were all controlled by Miss Hu.

Hearing Du Weiguo's teasing, Nikonov seemed a little embarrassed.

In fact, he was feeling extremely uncomfortable, having been stripped naked and exposed in front of everyone, and he wanted to turn around and run away.

His strongest trump card, along with several people with great abilities who were highly expected by him, couldn't even hold out for a second in the hands of his opponent, and were like a chicken or a dog.

Just now, Du Weiguo and Miss Hu followed him and broke into the KGB headquarters, which was like a den of dragons and tigers.

As a result, they walked along the way as if they were strolling in the garden, and no one jumped out to stop them.

The traitor Yuri, several people with special abilities who are unaware of the truth, nearly a hundred transformed warriors of the Black Swan, and several hundred A troops armed to the teeth.

They all turned into clay chickens and dogs, no, they should be called clay sculptures and wooden sculptures. They didn't play even the slightest role in the whole process.

He didn't even make the basic appearance before fainting without a word and hasn't woken up until now.

In fact, the moment Miss Hu stepped into the Huang Building, the entire building was under her control. There was no American fortune here, and she could do whatever she wanted.

  It's just so awesome! Dimensionality reduction strike!

Therefore, in addition to shame, Nikonov now feels more fear, a dread that goes deep into his bones.

Nikonov has always known that Du Weiguo is powerful and has given the highest assessment of his extraordinary martial arts skills, but now it seems that he still seriously underestimated him.

A random, unknown woman beside him could easily deal with all the high-end combat forces under his command.

What's even more terrifying is that according to the information currently available to the KGB, the number of capable people under Du Weiguo's command is no less than 20, and each of them is a top master.

  This is a terrifying force that has the power to change the world and change the world order. It is terrifying when you think about it!

"Nikonov, what are you thinking about? Why is your forehead sweating when you are so absent-minded? Are you thinking of some terrible enemy again?"

Seeing his face changing again and again and his teeth clenched, Du Weiguo slowly exhaled the smoke. His tone was relaxed, but the content was full of profound meaning.

Nikonov came back to his senses in an instant and started to flatter:

"No, no, I was distracted just now, Wesley, you are now the number one person in the dark world, and you are worshipped as a god.

You are very capable, knowledgeable, and have a broad vision, so naturally you look down on these useless people under me."

"Hehe~" Du Weiguo chuckled without comment.

"Nikonov, what are these guys capable of? Introduce them to me."

Although Nikonov felt helpless, the situation was so pressing that he had no choice but to obey. He could only bite the bullet and say:

"This is Sherigev, codenamed Mole. His ability is his sense of smell, which is better than that of a well-trained military dog."

On the far left was a short mixed-race man, just like his code name, with a rat-like face. When Du Weiguo heard that he had a special sense of smell, he immediately lost interest.

The ability of smell is actually quite practical, especially in pursuit and tracking, but compared with Du Weiguo's current vision, it is really not worth mentioning.

Not to mention, under his command alone, there are four people with extraordinary sense of smell, Ye Yan, Ye Li, Hu Da, and Hu San, and all of them have derived additional abilities.

Nikonov, who was extremely observant, immediately noticed his thoughts and immediately turned to the woman standing next to the mole.

"This is Natalie. Her ability is spatial perception, with an effective perception distance of 30 meters~"

"Next!"

Du Weiguo's eyes lit up when he heard about spatial perception, but when he heard about distance, he turned off the conversation and interrupted it without hesitation.

Damn, a mere 30-meter sensing distance, what good is that? It's just rubbish. He's not being crazy, it's just that the distance is too close.

Tasteless!

You know, Miss Hu's perception radius is several kilometers, while Shenwu's perception distance is 600 meters in a straight line, Du Tie's is 500, and Joseph's is no less than 300 meters.

"Pavlov, codenamed Harrier, has excellent vision. It turns out that he is a sharpshooter in the army~"

Du Weiguo looked down upon the most common stuff and turned his attention directly to the last member of the Black Swan.

This is a big boy, probably no more than 18 years old, tall and thin, with a very pale face and some freckles, looking very much like a high school student.

  When introducing him, Nikonov licked his lips subconsciously, looking a little nervous:

"Pushkin, codenamed Iceman, his ability is to control ice and snow~~"

"Iceman! Can you control ice and snow?"

Du Weiguo raised his eyebrows, his eyes sparkling with brilliance. Tsk, a person who specializes in elemental elements finally met a high-end stuff.

Not long ago, in Aobayama, Tokyo, he had fought against the ace of the Mitsui family, the guy who could control ice and snow, launch large-scale attacks, and even influence celestial phenomena. He was deeply impressed.

Nikonov was a man of insight. He knew very well that Pushkin's abilities were extremely rare and had great potential for development, especially in the Soviet Union, which was located in the frigid zone.

  However, he did not dare to lie to Du Weiguo, so he could only nod his head resignedly:

"Yes, Pushkin can control the water molecules in the air and quickly condense them into different forms of ice."

Du Weiguo immediately asked: "How big is the range?"

Nikonov was a little surprised by this question and was a little stunned: "Range?"

  Then, he immediately reacted:

"Pushkin's ability has only been awakened for a short time. The current limit is that he can only control water molecules within a dozen square meters to form ice."

"More than ten square meters?"

Du Weiguo smacked his lips in disappointment. The ability to control ice was very practical, but it would be meaningless if the range of attack was only a dozen square meters.

The range and intensity of the attack in an area of ​​more than ten square meters are not even as real as that of a high-explosive grenade.

  Glancing at Du Weiguo's expression, Nikonov couldn't help but feel secretly happy, but his face remained expressionless:

"Yes, Pushkin's current ability is a bit weak, and the radius of the water vapor he can control cannot exceed 3 meters."

Du Weiguo certainly knows that Pushkin is still very young and has potential for growth in the future, but what he needs now is immediate combat power and he can't and is unwilling to wait any longer.

Besides, he had to give Nikonov some face and give him some confidence.

  Du Weiguo crushed the cigarette butt, stood up from the sofa, and walked to Yuri:

"Well, it's getting late, and we still have work to do. Nikonov, how are you going to deal with Yuri, the traitor?" "Uh~"

Nikonov's face froze, his expression was extremely conflicted, and his embarrassment was visibly evident.

Logically speaking, for an emotionless spy agency like the KGB, if a traitor appears, he will be eliminated immediately without hesitation.

However, the current situation is somewhat special.

The Black Swan Commando, a high-end force that Nikonov had finally gathered, was originally built with Yuri as the core, and all kinds of techniques, tactics and arrangements were also formed with him as the main body.

There are also nearly a hundred transformed warriors who are directly controlled by Yuri. If we kill him, these uncontrollable killing warriors must also be eliminated at the same time.

These modified cyborgs consumed countless manpower, financial resources, time, and efforts, which made Nikonov extremely painful.

Du Weiguo was now well-versed in human nature, so he naturally guessed Nikonov's thoughts at a glance and said in a serious tone.

"Nikonov, Yuri has the ability to control minds. He is a dangerous existence. Moreover, his loyalty is not guaranteed. He is an uncontrollable factor and cannot be kept."

"Yes, I understand." Nikonov was silent for a few seconds, sighed secretly, and then nodded in agreement.

  At this moment, Du Weiguo changed the subject:

"There are also those transformed warriors, they are also unstable factors, but you don't have to worry about them, I will take them with me when I leave."

  Nikonov turned his head and looked at him, his eyes revealing an uncontrollable gleam of brilliance, but Du Weiguo disagreed and said loudly:

“They are all humanoid machines without any humanity, they only know how to kill, they don’t have normal human intelligence, you can’t control them at all.

In your hands, they are like time bombs, which can easily backfire. The best outcome is to destroy them with great pain. But in my hands, they can play the greatest role. "

Having said that, Du Weiguo proudly glanced at Miss Hu, who raised the corner of her mouth and showed satisfaction in her eyes.

If a weakling like Yuri can control these killing machines, then naturally Miss Hu can also master them easily.

It just so happened that her territory was growing larger and larger, and her subordinates were in urgent need of such a strong and special force to maintain order.

"Hey~ You're the boss, you have the final say."

After a moment, Nikonov sighed and accepted this fact with great bitterness.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a crisp snapping sound. Du Weiguo twisted Yuri's neck like twisting a chicken.

Clapping hands indifferently:

"Okay, now that these trivial matters are dealt with, we should deal with those bastards in the CIA and Mikhail, the old silver coin. It's time to blow the horn of counterattack!"

  Upon hearing this, Nikonov's eyes suddenly lit up with a gleam that was almost tangible!

At three o'clock in the afternoon, in the northwest corner tower of the Kremlin, this four-story wing is the headquarters of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

"Squeak~"

A sharp braking sound was heard, and more than a dozen GAZ jeeps braked almost simultaneously and stopped in front of the Ministry of Internal Affairs office building.

Immediately afterwards, numerous KGB agents armed with live ammunition and wearing blue-gray uniform coats jumped out of the car and, led by Andrei, director of the Second General Bureau, rushed into the small building with murderous intent.

  Great incident!

KGB troops surrounded the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and the two spy agencies came into conflict. Is this the prelude to a civil war?

Seeing this scene, almost all the important people in the Kremlin were shocked.

In the center of the Kremlin, in the triangular Council of Ministers building, the largest room on the north side of the fifth floor is the office of the current leader of the Russian Federation.

But at this moment, Brezhnev was not in the Kremlin, or even in Moscow. He took a special plane to Yekaterinburg an hour ago, reportedly to review the troops.

It was a temporary itinerary, hey.

Next to his office, in the secretarial office, First Secretary Sheikh Sharif was talking to someone:

"Yes, Comrade (Chairman) said that he would maintain an objective attitude towards this situation. Comrade Mikhail, please pay attention to your wording~~"

  The call was suddenly hung up by the other party. The first secretary showed an inscrutable smile and whispered to himself:

"Mikhail, you are really an old dog. You are really confused. You actually tried to use such a despicable method as assassination to resolve the political struggle. You actively broke the balance and violated the rules."

He lit a cigarette, a hint of viciousness appeared in his eyes, and his tone was cold:

"The saddest thing is that you did not do your job well. Not only did you fail to successfully deal with Nikonov, but you also led the evil spirit to Moscow, directly threatening the safety of Comrade (Chairman).

Now the dog is desperate and has even gotten involved with the Citigroup guys. You have crossed the red line and even the gods can't save you. Ha, it's time to change the internal affairs minister."

Crushing the cigarette butt into the ashtray, the first secretary looked towards the Ministry of Internal Affairs with a deep gaze, and then squeezed out a word from between his teeth:

"Evil God!"

At this moment, in the lobby on the first floor of the Ministry of Internal Affairs office building.

Countless Internal Affairs Ministry investigators were in a tense standoff with KGB agents. Both sides had guns in their hands and the atmosphere was tense and ready to explode.

"Andrei Hristov, are you crazy? How dare you lead troops to besiege the Ministry of Internal Affairs building? Are you going to rebel?"

The leader of the Ministry of Internal Affairs' formation was a stern-looking one-eyed middle-aged man. He was the Deputy Minister of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Milovich, also a hot-tempered iron-blooded veteran.

Facing Milovich's questioning, Andrei looked contemptuous and said in a joking tone:

"What are you yelling about, old blind man? This morning, the head of the First Operations Department of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Davidovich, shot Comrade Ivan Ivanovich Ulyanov in public in the Yellow Building of the Lubyanka, and we arrested him on the spot."

"What! This is impossible!" Milovich was dumbfounded.

  Andre looked at him with a look of disgust:

"Impossible? Davidovich is now detained in the detention room of our Security Committee. He has personally admitted that the action was ordered by Mikhail.

We are now going to summon Mikhail according to the law. This is the arrest warrant from our Security Committee, and this is the investigation order approved by the Supreme Military Committee. "

At this point, Andrei threw the two documents hard on Milovich's chest and roared in a bursting voice:

"Old blind man, open your only dog ​​eye and let me see clearly. We now suspect that Mikhail has colluded with the Citibank to kill our comrades. This is a crime of treason!"

Milovich ignored the arrest warrant issued by the KGB. For cadres of his and Mikhail's level, it had no effect at all and was worse than being shot.

He looked carefully at the investigation order issued by the Supreme Military Commission. It was called an investigation order, but in fact it was an arrest warrant in disguise.

In today's Soviet Russia, this thing is equivalent to an imperial edict, and has the ultimate power to decide life and death.

When he saw the investigation order and the name of the signatory, his hands couldn't help but tremble.

"How is this possible~~"

Andre pulled back the investigation order and interrupted him impatiently, saying in a domineering tone:

"That's impossible. It's written in black and white, with a very clear seal. Is your other dog also blind?"

"Andre, even if there is an investigation order from the Supreme Military Commission, you cannot lead your troops to force your way into the Ministry of Internal Affairs!"

  Milovich's momentum was obviously weakened, but he still insisted with a strong appearance. However, Andre's patience had run out. He directly took out his gun and put it to his chin, saying in a stern tone:

"Old blind man, get out of my way right now, immediately, or I'll shoot you dead right now!"

"boom!"

At this moment, gunshots suddenly rang out.

Almost at the same moment, Andrei was suddenly pulled by the KGB agent behind him. As he staggered, a bullet grazed his scalp and flew out.

The sudden gunshots made the already tense atmosphere even more tense, and almost everyone instinctively raised their weapons. (End of this chapter)