War Paradise

The metal wall by her side showed a hint of iron gray, and the "girl" in Soviet military uniform raised her head, looking at the man standing at the door through the messy hair scattered in front of her.

His old comrade, Fakovsky from the Soviet superpower unit, who was also the "wildfire" of the incinerator, stood on the other side of the house, watching him with his arms folded.

Although she wanted to escape, Jane knew very well that it was impossible to compete with Fakowski with her current strength alone.

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

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

Jane didn’t know at all. She used to perform missions with herself, but basically dragged her back every time. Fakovsky, who needed her own help, gained such a powerful force and became a “wildfire” that could instantly kill alienated creatures. "of.

That muscular "Cyclops" can even ignore Jane’s spatial manipulation skills and directly cause damage to Jane’s body. Faced with an enemy of this level, even Jane, who is the trump card of the superpower troop, can only be resigned and betrayed. He didn't even have the strength to fight back.

Then... I was brought here.

Sitting on the cold metal chair, Jane looked at the surrounding situation.

In fact, his location is not a cell, but a reception room. Although the decoration is a bit rudimentary, it is not bad compared to other buildings in the capital of Hell.

On some old wooden tables, the table lamp emits a faint yellow light, reflecting the metal walls of the room and the fur carpets under the feet.

This room has only one door and no windows. The smell of cigarettes is floating in the air, and the ashtray on the table is still emitting white smoke.

Jane lowered her head, focused her gaze on the table, staring at a few scratches on the wooden table, calmly thinking about the current situation.

——Now that he has been caught by Fakowski, Lin Chi may still have not come out underground, and the "don river beast" created by him has no idea where he has gone.

In this situation, it can be said that there are more ills than good luck. But even so...

"Do you want to resist?" Fakowski teleported to Jane without warning, and looked down at Jane's swollen cheek: "Don't be delusional, it will only make you hurt more."

"I won't surrender." Zhen said coldly.

"Yes, of course I know..." Fakowski laughed, and narrowed his remaining left eye: "The trump card of the superpowers, surely won't surrender so easily, right? If you surrender now, I will be disappointed..."

"What the **** are you thinking?" Jane stared at her old comrade-in-arms with furrowed brows: "The incinerator is an evil organization, Fakowski, you know it well? You are not for the Soviets at all..."

"Maybe." Fakowski seemed to be too lazy to continue the topic, took a cigarette from his pocket, and asked politely: "Can I smoke?"

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

"Forget it," Fakowski said and stuffed the cigarette back into his pocket.

Seeing the old comrade-in-arms who had been born and died with him in front of him, Jane felt a little conscious for a while, and she always felt like she was going back to the time when she was performing missions with this guy a few years ago.

Obviously he is in a hostile state with himself, but now Fakowski has not shown strong hostility. It is not so much interrogating the enemy prisoners, it is better to say that he is reminiscing with his old comrades in arms.

"Do you remember? The two of us killed a nuclear submarine owned by the U.S. Empire. The Yankee later sent news that the submarine sank underwater, which is really funny." Fakowski said, picking up the table. Take a sip of the vodka.

Jane nodded slowly.

"Those Yankees who wanted to retaliate later were killed by Yuri and the others. The unsteady capitalist fragments were all controlled by Yuri..."

Fakowski was talking vigorously, but found that Jane's eyes were a little dazed, so he asked, "What's the matter, old man?"

"My family...friend, how is it now?" Jane asked in a low voice.

"What friend?" Fakowski frowned. "Didn't you come by yourself?"

——He didn't know the existence of Lin Chi?

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

"Oh, you said that the'hunter' who betrayed us?" Fakowski smiled contemptuously, and his contempt was obvious: "That idiot discovered the research institute and slaughtered half of the base like crazy. Then ran away."

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

"So what? The Soviet fighters can put aside their lusts and sacrifice their lives for the Soviet Union. That idiot is just a weak betrayer, and will be dealt with sooner or later." Fakovsky said, closing his eyes, thinking about something. what.

Jane was about to speak, but saw the one-eyed man suddenly open his only left eye, wrinkles appeared at the corners of his mouth, and his facial muscles twitched, revealing a hideous smile:

"I see where he is..." Fakowski said.

Jane did not speak, but waited for the other party to continue:

"That idiot went to the Holomansk labor camp. It's really hopeless. He will definitely die there..." Fakowski laughed.

"His fighting power is not that weak." Jane said unconvincedly.

"I know he is the fighter machine you made." Fakowski smiled triumphantly: "But you don't know what is hidden in the labor camp. Only by that idiot, you can only die!"

With that, Fakowski took out a brown notebook with a shabby cover from somewhere and threw it on the wooden table in front of Jane.

Jane reached out and picked up the notebook and turned to the first page. The first thing she saw was the Russian title:

"Labor Camp Experimental Records."

The long-haired boy in Soviet military uniform began to slowly read the following content:

According to the notes, the Holomansk labor camp was rebuilt from the castle of the declining aristocrat and was built into a typical ring 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 alone to deter all prisoners in the prison, but the prisoners cannot be sure whether they are under surveillance.

According to Bentham’s statement and design: the ring prison consists of a central tower and surrounding cells. The center of the ring prison is a watchtower. All cells face the central monitoring tower. Each cell has a front and a back. The windows, one facing the central tower and the other facing the central tower, are used for light transmission.

This architectural design makes it easy for the monitors in the central tower to observe every move of the criminals in the cell, but knows them well. At the same time, the monitoring tower has shutters, and the prisoners do not know whether they are being monitored or when they are being monitored. Therefore, the prisoners dare not act rashly. They feel that they are always under surveillance psychologically, and force themselves to follow the rules all the time.

In this state, prisoners have achieved "self-imprisonment."

——Because the invisible imprisonment has hidden in their hearts.

In a prison with this structure, only one prison guard is needed for the entire prison, and even no police officer is required, and the prisoners will behave well. Since they always feel that they have a pair of monitoring eyes, the prisoners will not be arbitrarily acting, they will become quite disciplined and very conscious.

"It's too cruel." Jane whispered, "Prisoners also have privacy."

Fakowski didn't answer, but smiled contemptuously, obviously disagreeing with Jane's opinion.

The teenager continued to read, and then he found that things were more terrifying than he thought.

The labor camp was not used to detain prisoners at all, but was used as a cruel testing ground by the incinerator!

First, they randomly arrested a group of citizens and put them in labor camps, and tried to see whether the design of the "ring prison" was feasible, and then they got a positive answer. Started the next test plan:

The second experimental plan in the labor camp was codenamed "Selected One."

——The designer left a special cell in the ring prison of the labor camp. The peephole on the wall of this cell was actually blocked, and it was buried in the inner wall of the cell. Some tools such as shovels and heavy hammers for prisoners to escape.

Then, they put a citizen with alienation ability into that 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 ceiling of the room was watching his every move.

After learning that he could not be seen by the monitor inside the prison, the prisoner who didn't know that he had become the "little mouse" of the incinerator, waited a little nervously for a few days at first. But... no one came to get through the peephole in the wall.

About a week later, the peephole in the cell was still blocked, and the prisoner in the cell seemed to be venting his anger and began to openly commit various violations in the cell. The strange behavior of the prison rules, and even occasionally take off the prison clothes, streaking happily in the cell.

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

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

Under the supervision of the incinerator, this prisoner with alienation ability and very strong body managed to break through the camouflage layer on the outside of the wall, which was not thick, and obtained the escape tool hidden in the hollow wall.

"You are cultivating a lunatic..." Jane said slowly.

"No, this is a great experiment of the Tsar." Fakowski raised his head and looked at the ceiling of the reception room: "The Tsar wants to witness that when a prisoner has complete privacy and is given a barrier that can destroy it. What will he do after his tools. In other words, he wants to witness-the inferiority of mankind."

"The burning mechanism is completely crazy." Jane put down the notes in her hand and leaned on the icy chair.

Although she doesn't know what the incinerator wants to do, Jane still knows that she is incompatible with these people.

He didn't want to understand the thinking mode of the incinerator at all, nor did he understand why Fakowski would admire the lunatic who called himself the "Tsar".

The only thing Jane knows is that if the horror experiments of these lunatics are not stopped as soon as possible, the situation here may be completely irreparable.