My name is Lu Mingfei, not Lu Mingfei!

Chapter 184 183. Death of Black Swan (3)

Bondarev took a deep breath, "Your appetite is bigger than I thought. I have to admit that this number is not easy to raise. But in the face of such a miracle, if two billion can make it Buy it, this deal is really a good deal, I can even say it’s a big bargain.”

"So it's a deal?" Herzog smiled and extended his hand.

"Yes, it's a deal." Bondarev shook hands with him, and the two of them shook their hands heavily to show their sincerity, "The 200 million promissory note is a deposit. I will contact the family immediately to prepare the remaining 1.8 billion. In the warmth A brand new research base and holiday villa will be built on the pleasant Baltic Sea. In addition, all research materials in this port must be moved away. We cannot leave any clues to Alexander, lest he know that someone has cut off his beard."

"Black Swan Port was fully prepared at the beginning of its construction. There are 48 vacuum bombs buried under the port. These are giant bombs with a power close to that of small weapons. When detonated, they will spray high explosive dust into the air. We can disguise this place as an accident and let the fire ignite the bomb." Herzog quickly came up with a reliable plan in his mind, "But the problem is what to do with the keel? We can't use such a big thing. It would be a waste to take the dog sled away and blow it up, it may be the only well-preserved keel in the world.”

"You don't think I skied all the way from Moscow, do you?" Bondarev said.

They arrived at the pier of Black Swan Port. Bondarev inserted a metal cylinder into the ground. With a deafening explosion, the metal cylinder erupted with a blazing signal flare, blasting out a magnificent band of light in the polar night sky. .

"The anchoring point of the Lenin is only 40 kilometers away from the Black Swan Port. They will be here soon." Bondarev took a cigar and lit it with an aviation kerosene lighter.

"You said the Lenin was not coming," Herzog said.

"Moscow is not prepared to send the Lenin to the Black Swan Port for maintenance, but we can. We bought this giant ship and removed it from the military establishment." Bondarev smiled, "The Moscow government is now Money is needed more than ever, and after the disintegration of the Soviet Union, the military had to be dispersed and distributed to various countries. Instead of letting those armaments be picked up for nothing, it is better to sell them while they can still be managed to make a little profit."

Even the previous employer, the Alexander family, probably didn't have such a big hand. They could steal the country's arms, but they couldn't steal a ship from the army. And this Bondarev directly used the word "buy".

The black shadow on the sea level is like an eagle flapping its wings, the roar is approaching at high speed, and the red five stars are looming in the snow and dust. The searchlight sweeps across the sea and heads towards the pier. Herzog turns to avoid it, and Bondarev smiles and waves his hands in the sky. arm.

That is the Mi-26 heavy-lift helicopter, codenamed Halo, one of the prides of the Soviet military industry. It is the largest helicopter in service in the world today, with a maximum crew of 84 people. It is very different from the small thing that most people imagine. . It has a lifting capacity of up to 20 tons and can adapt to extremely harsh environments. Even in the Arctic Circle, they are excellent working machines and are almost unafraid of severe cold. Herzog has stayed in Black Swan Port for too long. He is unaware of the rapid development and changes in the outside world over the years. Today's technology is no longer what he thought it was during World War II. He can easily move the entire Black Swan Port. Home.

"The purchase of the Lenin came with a bonus of US$10.2 million. We tried to find a way to cover the deck of the Lenin. We bought six in total. The 120-ton rapid turnaround capacity is enough to help Black Swan Port move. Bondarev smiled.

"You were so prepared that I didn't even need to think too much." Herzog stared into Bondarev's eyes. "You probably knew that this deal would be successful on the way here, right?"

"We will become more and more familiar in the future, and you will gradually know that I am such a person who likes to do things with perfection." Bondarev patted Herzog on the shoulder vigorously, and the young and old people seemed to be familiar with each other. To his good brother, he handed the cigar to Herzog.

Herzog glanced at the traces of being smoked on the cigar and shook his head, "Although I am old, I am not yet thirsty for young men. The plan is to start on Christmas Eve. You can advance it before then." Moving some equipment and materials, I wish you a wonderful holiday and wish everything goes well."

Late at night, Bondarev lay comfortably in the VIP room of Black Swan Port and soaked his feet. He didn't like most of the people who followed him to Black Swan Port, but there was only one person who was special. Now this special person is sitting at the table, flipping through the pages of some information books given to Bondarev by Herzog, which contain detailed records of the children in Black Swan Harbor who have been genetically modified with dragon blood.

That was a young man. When he first arrived at Black Swan Port, the guards did not realize that this child was unusual because of the military uniforms. Now he is sitting in Bondarev's room, and he no longer has to hide his identity. After taking off his military uniform, his face is young and fair, a little lackluster. His fingers when flipping through the information are as slender as jade, and his hair has not been taken care of naturally. The fluffy curls cover the ears. If it weren't for the boy's voice coming out of the conversation with Bondarev, just looking at the back, you would think it was a girl.

"Herzog took me to the underground ice cave. There was a dragon skeleton there. It had been dead for many years and was half rotten. The dragon gene he used was extracted from that corpse."

Bondarev was sharing his experiences during the day with the boy. What Herzog didn't know was that the major in front of him who looked surprised when he heard the secrets of the Dragons actually knew everything about the Black Swan Port's research on the Dragons. To do so is to act in front of Herzog.

"Does that corpse have any other characteristics?" the boy said lightly.

"It is said that he was seriously injured when he was discovered. He was killed by the human army in 1909. He used a Mosin-Nagant rifle bayonet. I guess the human army also brought bazooka grenades. Canisters and other individual weapons with heavy firepower, otherwise even a dying dragon is enough to kill them all, but the dragon may be so weak that it cannot even use the spirit of speech, and can only rely on the body, so it will still be alive when it dies. That standing and roaring posture." Bondarev thought for a moment, "Oh, and its skeleton is very special, it is ice blue, very similar to the icebergs and sea surface in the Arctic Circle this season, and its eyes are surprisingly intact. It’s preserved, like marble, and when I look at it, I feel like I’m facing a living ancient dragon.”

"That's right." The boy closed the information book.

"What's wrong?"

"You yourself said that the color is very similar to ice and water." The boy reminded, "There are not many corpses of this color among the dragons, not to mention they are so pure. They are the group of dragons with the fewest dependents. It is difficult for anyone to survive to this day. .”

"You mean that corpse is the king of ocean and water?!" Bondarev jumped up from the footbath, water splashing everywhere.

The boy frowned and wiped the water stains on the table and chair with Bondarev's military uniform, and threw the uniform back to him, "Don't make such a fuss. I told you before I came here that the dragon studied in this port is probably me." acquaintance."

"But you didn't say it was a Dragon King..."

"Could it be that a subordinate with a despicable bloodline can also be an acquaintance of mine?" The boy expressed confusion. He thought he had made it very clear.

"Herzog actually got the bones of a dragon king for genetic experiments... Damn it, I'm not even treated like this!" Knowing that it was a noble first-generation species, Bondarev suddenly felt a little envious.

"I have seen the results of his experiment, and I have to say that the level of most children is not even orthodox, but it is indeed very similar to the water element. Direct experiments on bloodline genes obtained from the king cannot be of this level. , the ancient dragon clan also used a similar method when creating their own kin, and modern human science slowly recreated history in the hands of Herzog." The boy's eyes were filled with golden indifference, "He I definitely have something to hide from you."

"It's normal. Although everyone has a real deal, it doesn't mean that it can be so simple. I would do the same thing. Didn't we hide a lot of facts from him? Let's all pretend to be confused. That's good, it would be ugly to expose." Bondarev shrugged, "Speaking of which, why are you so sure that the King of Ocean and Water is in this port? If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be able to get the information about this port. That’s a pretty sure inference to what’s going on here.”

"Because I was the one who hurt her to that extent." The boy's expression was calm, but his eyes seemed to have a storm falling from the dark clouds. "We met in the Mediterranean in 1909 and fought all the way from Rome to Crete. , in the end I stood on the coast and watched her slowly sink into the sea. I jumped into the channel and tried to take away her keel cross, but when I only took away half of it, she woke up again and broke it forcefully. My own spine dived deep and escaped. After that, I searched for information about the sea in various European countries, but found nothing. The sea was too vast, and her hiding place could be anywhere, so I had to give up. Until you get the relevant information After reading the information about Black Swan Port, I realized that the girl’s escape route may have bypassed the entire Europe and reached the northeastern corner of Siberia. It was so far away that I couldn’t catch up no matter how much I flew.”

"Family cannibalism." Bondarev was not surprised at all. This is the history of the Dragon Clan, and blood and violence are their main themes. "It sounds like you have a bad relationship with this girl who controls the ocean and water. See you. If we meet, we will fight."

"No..." the boy shook his head, "Actually, we had a good relationship before. Among the eight brothers, I was only familiar with her, and even my sister ignored her. Because I felt that we were very similar, and we were both outside the world. The deep blue sea and the high sky will always meet on the distant horizon."

"Then why did we start a fight during this meeting? You failed to pursue her and became angry, so you tried to force her, but it failed and you simply killed her?" Bondarev teased with a smile.

The boy is not angry at all, although with his strength he can easily crush the crooked 250 in front of him, but his temper is very good, just like the wind rustling the leaves, you will feel very comfortable when talking to him.

"I invited her to prepare for the future together and said that she had sufficient resources and means. She rejected me on the grounds that she cared more about her sister than her father's return. She didn't know where her sister's cocoon was and had to find it. She had to wait until she found her sister to talk about anything. So I took action."

"Damn it, the deep love between sisters offends you? It's not good if you don't have a good relationship with your sister. Why don't you break them up just because you see the sisters respecting each other and loving each other?" Bondarev slapped his thigh and scolded the boy. A ruthless move that destroys flowers.

"Emotions are a painful burden to us. If she keeps thinking about her sister, even if I don't do anything, there will be a day in the future. Why not transfer her power to me now, which is another kind of cooperation."

The boy said calmly, "Father prescribed seven sins when he created us. In fact, those are his own feelings. After he took them away, he had no desires and desires, but he only left us the sins and Let Norton cast the Seven Deadly Sins for future judgment. I saw through his thoughts and followed his methods to clear away all my emotions, so that the Seven Deadly Sins could not judge me, and I could live with my own will and thoughts. Restricted.”

"No wonder you talk like an emotionless killing machine, and you don't care about trading or cooperating with humans." Bondarev sighed in admiration, "To be honest, after knowing you for so long, I have always thought that you are an alien among the dragons."

"In my opinion, as long as you can achieve the goal you want, anything you do is an acceptable price. It doesn't matter race, gender, or position. Others have no right to accuse those who work hard." The boy said, "I like to read it very much. Your human history, your short life can write more wonderful things, and you can learn a lot. People say that there are many reasons for Napoleon's failure. In my opinion, the biggest reason is that he was too conceited, just like us dragons. The vast majority of people think that human beings are nothing special."

The boy held his chin up and looked at Bondarev, and smiled slowly. His smile could even be said to be kind, with a touching elegance. If it were placed in a gathering of rich people, many young ladies would be interested in this kind of smile. The perfect cold shot is too tempting.

"I have never thought so. It is true that the power of a single human is insignificant compared to the dragons, but you have numbers. There are 6 billion humans in the world today, and 6 billion ideas come together to create endless creativity, so you can In these thousands of years, they have evolved to such an extent that they are enough to fight against us. And the number of dragons is too small. Add them all together, and the only thing that comes to mind is that we can kill all humans together. This way Stupid muscle man ideas," the boy said, "and they can't even do such a simple tactic."

Bondarev looked at the boy quietly. This dragon was different from all the dragons he had known so far. From the beginning of his birth, he had learned conspiracy and cunning, hiding in the shadows, and was even willing to lower his Noble status, looking for suitable successors among humans.

"To be honest, I think your personality is very suitable for you to be a sinister mastermind." Bondarev said.

"This kind of word is a compliment to me. If you can let others do things for you, then why do you need to work yourself to death and be targeted by some people?" The boy smiled.