39. The Terrifying Invasion
The wind and snow continued relentlessly, the blizzard showed no signs of stopping. The large snowflakes mixed with ice shards were carried by the gale, bombarding the outer walls of the research base and creating a cacophony of dense, piercing sounds.
Professor Yevgeny tightened his robe and turned to pick up his freshly brewed coffee, paying no attention to the irritating noise. He had been working here for over ten years and was well accustomed to the environment.
The name of the research base had changed several times, and the directors had come and gone. However, as a scientist assigned to the base since its establishment, Yevgeny was intimately familiar with everything here, including the subject they had been studying for over a decade.
The subject had crash-landed in a high-tech spaceship within the borders of the nation. Its arrival had caused panic among local residents, but once the military had surrounded and detained it, the incident was suppressed. Everyone involved, except for a few soldiers and scientists, signed confidentiality agreements.
The environment on the tundra was harsh, with constant wind and snow. Even Yevgeny, who was used to the climate, sometimes longed to leave and revisit the bustling city life.
However, sacrifices were necessary for the pursuit of science. Professor Yevgeny had resolutely given up his job and a comfortable family life to stay here and study alien technology.
"Professor, take a break. You have to prepare the report on the alien tomorrow," a young man yawned as he greeted Professor Yevgeny.
"Yes, you go rest," Yevgeny replied, but he remained seated. He knew that the analysis of the alien cells had reached a critical stage, and he wouldn't be able to sleep even if he tried.
The young man was his most outstanding disciple. In this desolate place, it was thanks to this young man's care that the old professor managed. Yevgeny had even considered marrying his daughter to this considerate disciple.
"I'm off to bed. Take care of yourself, Professor," the young man smiled, removed his white coat, and wrapped himself in a blanket before leaving the lab.
Watching his disciple's departing figure, Yevgeny smiled. No matter what, this young man was indeed his pride. Perhaps, in the future, he would take over Yevgeny's mantle.
After a moment of contemplation, Yevgeny took another sip of hot coffee, driving away the cold from his body.
Yevgeny knew now wasn't the time for questions. Fighting the enemy was the soldiers' duty, not his. His task was to evacuate with the other professors and researchers.
Running through the lab, Yevgeny saw chaos everywhere. Soldiers were gathering, heading towards the main entrance of the lab. Some researchers, just woken up, hurriedly wrapped in blankets, followed the majority to evacuate.
No one knew what was happening, they only heard the continuous explosions outside the base. The intense, disorderly bombardment reminded Yevgeny of when the military deployed him to weapon testig site.
He gripped his gun tightly, seeking a semblance of security from it.
But soon, a chilling fear crept into his heart, and Yevgeny felt the temperature drop even lower.
Breaking away from the crowd, he ran towards his disciple's dormitory. His only concern now was the safety of his most outstanding disciple, a young man he considered as his own child.
The dormitory was on the second floor above ground. As Yevgeny ascended, he saw the soldiers' stern readiness and felt the battle's intensity more directly.
During the battle, Yevgeny avoided using the elevator, opting to climb the stairs. Reaching the ground floor of the research base, he instinctively moved towards a window, wanting to see the situation outside.
He wanted to know who the invaders were and what enemies the defenders were fighting.
But when he peered out of the window, his wrinkled face contorted in terror, and his eyes widened in shock.
"Zombies!!!"
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