Fatal Strike: Paladins Mercenary Road

Chapter 222 I don’t understand this perverted world

But this time Shanying was wrong...

When asked about the secret warehouse, Bolonnikov, who had completely given up resistance, readily revealed the password to the warehouse door and took the initiative to ask to take Mountain Eagle for a visit.

Undercover agent Nicklai, the wounded mailbox and the old elk were left in the hangar to rest, while Mountain Eagle and his men escorted Bolotnikov across the grass and fence and entered the farm.

Only two vegetable gardens are still being cultivated on the farm, and the rest is overgrown with weeds.

Pushing open the door of the obviously renovated huge barn, Shanying and his companions, led by Bolotnikov, went deep into the barn...

Seeing the curious expression on Shanying's face, Bolotnikov wiped the sweat off his fat face, pointed to a pull ring on the ground and said, "The real warehouse is down there..."

The butcher walked over with a stern face and asked Bolonnikov to step aside. He bent down and pulled up a wooden cover by the pull ring. Then he turned on the flashlight and walked down a staircase...

Soon lights came on on both sides of the stairs, and the butcher gave a safe signal.

The Eagle was indeed a little curious. He waved at the Pigeon, indicating that he should escort Bolotnikov ahead, leaving the pirates to guard the entrance, and then he followed.

After walking down a dozen steps, I came to a space of about ten square meters.

The sudden drop in temperature gave Shanying goose bumps on his arms, but what frightened him even more was that his fingers began to feel hot again...

This feeling appeared once when he came into contact with 'plutonium' last time. That time made him feel so painful that he wanted to die. At the same time, he also knew that he must have encountered something extremely dangerous.

But Shanying didn't think that Bolotnikov would dare to play tricks at this time...

So he loudly signaled to the butchers not to move, and then followed the sensation of his fingers to find the thing that triggered the sense of danger.

The four ammunition boxes piled in the corner are the culprit!

Feeling the heat of his fingers, which reached a certain value and then stabilized, Shanying placed his hands on the ammunition box...

About 10 minutes later, Shanying opened an ammunition box under the strange looks of others. Looking at the shells inside, he couldn't help cursing. Then he turned around and grabbed Bolotnikoff's neck, cursing: "Explain to me what's in this?"

Bolotnikov looked at the furious Eagle with horror. He said in a trembling voice, "Yes, Petrovich asked me to keep the shells. I thought they took up too much space, so I put them outside the safe."

Shanying grabbed Bolotnikoff by the collar and pressed his face against the shell. After wiping it repeatedly with his face, he revealed a sign that made everyone subconsciously take two steps back...

Seeing the horrified expression on Bolotnikoff's face, Shanying pulled him back a few steps and cursed: "This is a fucking nuclear bomb. How dare you place such a dangerous thing randomly..."

Bolotnikov waved his hands in fear and said, "I don't know, I really don't know, I, I..."

Bolotnikoff suddenly put his hand on his chest. He widened his eyes and said, "I have had some health problems recently. Could it be because of them..."

Shanying looked at the butcher and his men who were about to retreat, and waved his hand and said, "You go out first, call Sergei and ask him to bring people over quickly.

I want to see what this guy has stored in his secret warehouse?
FUCK, this is where I first saw nuclear weapons..."

It’s no wonder that the Russians are so fierce!
Shanying had no idea how powerful the nuclear shells designed and produced by the Soviet Union were, but their attitude towards this thing simply refreshed Shanying's three views.

Shanying didn't know what Petrovich wanted to do with the four nuclear shells, but he probably wanted to sell them for money, otherwise he wouldn't have given them to Bolonnikov so carelessly...

This thing is one of the most valuable local specialties that a senior official of the security department of Great Russia can get.

But he definitely didn't find a suitable buyer, so it has been stored here for some time.

According to Shanying's understanding of the Big Russians, maybe Petrovich has even forgotten about this thing.

Just tell me whether they are fierce or not?
The Butcher and his men had no intention of withdrawing. Instead, they notified the pirates above to go to the hangar, took out some yellow chemical defense equipment that looked to have a long history, and firmly demanded that their boss put them on first.

In fact, the Master Chief System has already absorbed the nuclear material in the shells and activated several new options in the production units that have already lit up.

Shanying had no way of explaining to the butcher and the others, so he could only obediently put on the chemical protective suit that had a strange smell.

Bolonnikov did not receive such treatment. His legs could no longer support his body...

In order to leave this terrible place as soon as possible, he pressed the password of the safe door with the help of the butcher...

The butcher looked at Bolonnikov, who couldn't turn the turntable of the safe door no matter how hard he tried. He abandoned the guy in disgust, called on the pigeons to help turn the turntable, and then pulled open the heavy door.

The moment the safe was opened, a chill rushed out...

The mountain eagle walked in curiously...

The walls on both sides of the outside of the safe were filled with guns and knives, including various automatic rifles and shotguns, as well as several exquisitely crafted knives.

Below the weapons display wall was a long velvet-covered table with various items on it.

Watches, pens, cufflinks, glasses, pocket watches, various jewelry of varying values, and some cheap toys that obviously belonged to girls...

When seeing these things, the first thing Shanying thought of was not how much they were worth, but the ‘serial killer’!
The things on the table looked like some kind of 'trophies'. Only a serial killer would collect items from his victims to relive the moment of the killing.

Thinking of this, Shanying looked back at Bolonnikov who was pushed in. He shook his head and said, "After killing someone, you still have to leave a souvenir to remember it. It seems that I was too polite to you before..."

Bolotnikoff looked at the murderous intent in Shanying's eyes, and he waved his hands vigorously and said, "It's not me, I hate those lunatics too, but I can't do anything about it.

These things are kept for others..."

Shanying squinted his eyes at Bolonnikov, who didn't seem to be lying, and shook his head and said, "It's impossible for a serial killer to let others keep his loot for him..." Bolonnikov smiled bitterly and said, "If there are too many loot to fit, then it's possible...

The stuff belonged to Johann Karpin, a member of the Austrian Karpin family, which ran the largest black market in Eastern Europe.

The Calpin family has invested in my business, and John Calpin is my biggest investor!
He said he had a little hobby, and I couldn’t refuse him…”

Bolotnikov pointed to the depths of the vault and said, "He not only gave me investment, but also provided me with projects..."

Shanying didn't know who John Karpin was, but he kind of believed what Bolotnikov said...

Because those dangerous shells out there might indeed be a connection with the black market!

Moreover, a serial killer should not have the kind of personality that Bolotnikov showed.

Shanying picked up a Nighthawk custom-made STACK UPGRADE pistol with exquisite patterns from the wall. After checking the magazine, he put the pistol on his waist and said to the butcher beside him: "Remember the name 'John Karpin'. If I forget it, remind me...

I'm going to kill him with this gun!
Some people don't deserve to enjoy this world, and their death is the greatest benefit to the world!"

The butcher listened, nodded solemnly, and said, "No problem!"

Shanying nodded and walked to the depths of the vault...

Looking at the innermost part of the safe, there was actually an ice coffin that was always in motion. Inside the ice coffin lay the body of a black man who had obviously been dead for a long time and most of his body tissues had decayed.

In the sealed transparent freezers on both sides of the ice coffin, there were various human tissue and internal organ specimens.

Shanying looked back at Bolotnikov and said in a deep voice: "Is this the project you mentioned?"

With his legs a little weak, Bolotnikov walked to the ice coffin, took out a laptop from a cabinet next to it, turned it on and played a video...

“I don’t know if it’s a project, but John Calpin invested a lot of money.

I watch this video every time I come here, otherwise I’m afraid I won’t be able to help but give up…”

Shanying heard this and looked at the computer with a frown...

The black and white images in the video are a bit blurry, but judging by the clothes worn by the people in them, they are clearly in the style of the 1920s and 1930s.

What happened in the video happened in Afika, where a very strong-looking black man killed more than twenty soldiers in Belgian uniforms with his bare hands.

Watching the black man in the video with dozens of wounds on his body punching a panicked officer on the temple, causing the soldier's head to be visibly deformed...

Then he snatched the saber from the officer's waist, swung it backhandedly and cut the last soldier in half. Shanying couldn't help but suck his teeth...

So fierce!
Finally, the black man rushed towards the camera, and the picture froze on his ferocious expression...

The content of the video was indeed very explosive, but Shanying couldn't see what it had to do with the 'project'.

Looking at the complicated expression on Bolotnikoff's face, it was obvious that this guy had made very limited progress on the so-called project...

"What's the point of this thing?"

Bolotnikoff pointed at the deformed body in the ice coffin, shook his head and said: "This is the black man in the video...

John Karpin told me that this guy was just a slave on a Congo plantation when he was young, but one day he suddenly became extremely strong and violent. Some witnesses said that he became like this because he had been taking some kind of witchcraft for a long time.

My laboratory is responsible for analyzing the body's genes and looking for differences between him and ordinary people, hoping to find the secret of how he suddenly became a super soldier."

Shanying frowned after hearing this. The black man in the video was indeed very strong, but not to the point of being incredible...

Seeing that Bolotnikoff didn't seem to be lying, Shanying frowned and said, "Is it necessary? Drugs and hallucinogens can produce similar effects."

After hearing this, Bolotnikoff said with some longing: "But the effect of hallucinogens is temporary, and the burst of power will cause great damage to human tissue.

Not only did this black man suddenly become stronger, but he also maintained that state and lived to be 102 years old.

Great Russia once had a super soldier project, and even now some of the president's bodyguards are using the combination of drugs left over from that time to improve their physical fitness.

However, the side effects of those combination drugs can cause irreversible damage to the heart and liver, so those people's bodies will quickly fail after the age of 50.

If I could find this drug that could make people stronger without causing any harm to the body, I could..."

Shanying thought that Bolonnikov was talking nonsense, because in his opinion, everything has a price.

If ordinary people want to keep fit, they must insist on exercise and nutritional intake.

Through arduous training, athletes can reach heights that ordinary people cannot reach.

But all these have a price, time, energy and even money, which are the prices they need to pay.

Now you say that taking some medicine can make people strong. How do you think those American athletes who suffer from asthma but still insist on training feel?

Their investment in medicine is among the best in the world!
Seeing the complicated expression on Bolotnikov's face, Shanying shook his head, turned around and asked the butcher and the others to go out...

"Hurry up Sergei, I'm going to feel uncomfortable if I stay with these bastards for too long!"

(End of this chapter)