"Red Square Shelter!" Lu Fan read out the Russian written on the gate. He shined into the crack with his tactical flashlight. Apart from thick dust and messy footprints, there was nothing.
The deep, dark passageway was akin to an enormous mouth ready to devour, yet Old Pavel's group of adventurers were thrilled. If this was a shelter where government officials hid, surely the supplies and weapons here were comprehensive.
"We're gonna be rich." A wastelander swallowed, "There must have been a problem, resulting in the shelter not activating its emergency start. Ha, we're the lucky ones now... or rather, Group Leader Tang Zheng is."
Tang Zheng didn't bother interacting with them and tried to push the gate. It was heavy, impossible to move by human strength alone.
"Is this door opening or closing?" Dantai Zongqi was conducting the same test. In this sort of environment, he had little faith in others' judgement.
