My sister is a black widow

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A man in a black coat hurried through the dilapidated street. The heavy snow and solidified blood under his feet were frozen together, reflecting a faint light in the sun.

The man pushed open a door. Two guards stood with guns inside the door. When he saw the man, he saluted a Soviet military salute. Without squinting, the man went straight into a dark and hidden room.

The room was filled with smoke, and heavy folders were piled on the table. A bottle of black ink had just been opened. Behind the table was a middle-aged man wearing thick glasses. He stopped when he saw the man in black coming in. .

"Mr. Vladimir, if I remember correctly, you shouldn't know where it is." The middle-aged man wearing glasses had a calm tone, but his eyes were very angry.

"General, stop those meaningless words." The black-clothed man sat on the sofa at the table very comfortably, turning his head and saying, "The war is over and the German Sixth Army is over, so please take my man give me back."

"Your people?" The middle-aged man called the general stood up, his mouth was full of sarcasm, "Do you still need me to remind you that the'Red Room' is just a subsidiary of the KGB? Don't forget, who supports you? Training and experimentation."

Vladimir said nothing, but looked at him coldly.

"Are you dissatisfied?"

"Of course not." Vladimir shook his head slightly. "No one will question Voroshilov, but those people are the most dangerous weapons."

General Voroshilov frowned.

"I remind you last." Vladimir also stood up and shook his wrinkled coat, "Weapons not only hurt the enemy, but also..."

"No." Voroshilov interrupted him. "They are not weapons, they are heroes of the Soviet Union."

When Vladimir heard his words, a weird smile suddenly appeared on his face. He didn't say a word, bowed slightly and walked out of the room.

And in another part of the city, a small yard in the suburbs, suddenly a golden circle appeared in the sky, and soon a figure jumped out of the circle and fell into the long deserted yard.

"Oh, this is Taras's house." Leon came out of the space door. At this moment, he looked at the yard where people were not human, and he faintly sighed.

Once he, Natasha and Logan spent many simple and beautiful times here.

Leon stayed in Kama Taj after the last Cetolak invasion, stayed for a while before deciding to return to the Soviet Union. Although Kunlun and Kama Taj were isolated from the world, some important news could still be received of.

If it’s not wrong, now the Second World War has started, the Soviet-German War has already broken out, Leon vaguely remembered that Stalingrad was the core of the Soviet-German War for the position, which means that the surrounding city will be It is endless blood and gunpowder smoke.

Leon was worried about the safety of Natasha and Ivan and decided not to return to Kunlun. Although this might make Master Lei Gong dissatisfied, the increasing worries made Leon choose to return.

So the location of the teleportation was chosen in the suburbs, so as not to shock the world, but I did not expect that this would happen to be the courtyard of Taras.

"I don't know what happened to Natasha? She should have joined the KGB." Leon thought, "The Germans come here, Natasha can get revenge, but it is a war after all, in case..."

As Leon sneaked into the heavily guarded Stalingrad, this worry was infinitely magnified.

No city has such a dense body of corpses as Stalingrad. Every street and alley, gunpowder and bullets create an apocalyptic scene. It seems that this city has been occupied by demons called "war" from the inside out. It is difficult to find a house intact, and it is also difficult to see a soldier intact.

Nose, eyes, limbs, or life.

Almost everyone lost something in this defense battle.020 reading www.020ds.com

Leon walked heavily in the shadows, which was a scene completely different from the peaceful era of the previous life.

A soldier fought for the country. If he was German, he would fight for Germany. If he was a Caucasian, he would fight for the Soviet Union.

Fighting around, the soldiers forget the others, they only remember the battle. Their expressions are numb, their bodies are stiff, endless death brings indifference and hatred, the animal nature in the human body is awakened, and everyone is a murderer and hero. hybrid.

What about Natasha?

The little girl with red hair, who is always burning like a ball of flame, has she been changed by this war?

What did she lose in this war?

Leon quickly found the answer he wanted.

He went back to that very dilapidated old house, the old house where Ivan always came back drunk after drinking, and Natasha and Leon played and trained together.

Leon walked into the old house, perhaps because a fight broke out here. The surface of the house was blackened by flames, and the metal shells were lying on the ground in a mess. It was originally dilapidated, but now it looks like a disaster.

Only after walking in, Leon found that there was someone in the room.

He heard the breathing and footsteps of people inside, gradually overlapping with an image in his mind.

Leon walked up to the second floor, went to the familiar room, and opened the door.

A dark and cold barrel was pointed at him, and a young female voice: "If you don't come up, you won't die. I didn't want to kill..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and the owner of the voice clearly saw the visitors outside the door, and said in disbelief: "You, this, is... Leon?!"

Leon looked at her with a smile, Natasha was wearing a black leather jacket, she was already somewhat of a future black widow, her red hair was still eye-catching, and her delicate face was full of shock and ecstasy.

Natasha quickly put the gun back into the holster, she raised her hand, grabbed Leon's hand pushing the door, looked down carefully, then raised her head and smiled silly, Leon walked across the door Entering, Natasha hugged him.

"My God, oh! My God." Her voice was quick and anxious, "I can't believe it, I... Ivan... It's been too long and there is no news at all, plus the sudden outbreak of war, I thought, I thought you were dead, I thought you were dead, Leon."

The girl's voice finally brought a cry.

"Don't worry." Leon patted her on the back, and comforted, "I will not leave so easily when I come back this time."

Natasha wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes, she suddenly pushed Leon away, and said angrily: "Damn it, say! Why there is no news at all, Ivan and I are going to prepare your funeral, don't count on me Forgive you easily. Victor, your cheap teacher, disappeared early. I thought he was a liar and sold you!"

Leon suddenly laughed when he heard this, "Victor sells me? What good price can I have, I was a disabled person at that time."

Natasha jealously said, "Yes, your hands are really restored. God bless you, but in fact, it is good for you to leave and avoid this terrible war..."

Leon gently pushed the girl and walked into the room, "No hurry, no hurry, I came back and found you, you tell me what you have experienced, and I also tell you about mine. Swear, from now on, we will not be separated easily."

With tears in her eyes, the girl laughed happily, nodded crying and laughing.

The sun shines on the scarred Stalingrad. This city is like a giant wounded all over, but the warmth of the world is like the weeds on the barren land, always growing quietly somewhere, until it covers all the scars. It has always been, and always has been.