Under the surging aurora, the old An-2 landed roughly on the Murmansk airport just as Weihan was about to fall asleep with his dog Beria in his arms.

Before the plane came to a complete stop, Saveli had already stood up and walked to the edge of the cabin door, and opened it while the plane stopped.

With the dog and luggage, he followed the young couple off the plane and off the tarmac. Wei Yan was led by them into a van that was shabby on the outside but exceptionally warm on the inside.

After leaving the city of Murmansk in this car, Saveli, who was in charge of driving, bought some food and drinks along the way and bought two extra barrels of fuel before driving straight to the southeast outside the city.

The further you go, the more desolate the road becomes on both sides. In the end, you have to wait for a long time before lights and buildings occasionally appear on both sides. Finally, a not-so-big village appears right in front of you.

"This is where I grew up"

Saveli pointed in a direction outside the window and introduced enthusiastically, "There is a town about 4 kilometers to the west of us, and the railway connecting Moscow and Murmansk passes through there."

After saying this, Saveli slowly stepped on the brakes and stopped in front of a wooden house with wooden walls.

In fact, as soon as he walked in, Wei Ran noticed that there were only about twenty households in this small village surrounded by coniferous forests.

On the east side of the village is a lake that is still frozen. Saveli's home is in the southeast corner of the village, a location where the entire lake can be easily seen.

Following the couple into the yard, Saveli found the light switch and turned it on. Suddenly, the yard was illuminated by pale lights, allowing Wei Ran to easily see the piled wood in the yard.

There were garages filled with debris, as well as empty barns and a row of firewood piles stacked against the wall that were almost as high as the wooden yard wall.

When Saveli opened the locked wooden door and turned on the lights, leading him into the low, cold wooden house, Wei Ran also realized that no one was probably living in this house at this time.

"My parents moved to Arkhangelsk with their luggage yesterday," Saveli said apologetically, "I will light up the fireplace later, and it will be warm here soon."

"Let me help you." Wei Ran put down his luggage and directed his dog Beria to find a place to lie down in the corner.

"This big guy is really obedient"

Saveli looked at Beria lying down with some envy, walked into a compartment, and soon came over with an unpeeled deer leg, skillfully peeled off the skin with a knife and handed it over.

It reached the dog's mouth.

It's a pity that Beria, even though he was an old man, turned his head directly.

"Let me do it"

Wei Ran put down the piece of firewood he had just brought in, took the deer leg and handed it to Beria. Beria, who had been greedy for a long time, immediately grabbed it in his mouth, lay down on the spot and began to chew.

"How did you train it? How about teaching me?"

As Saveli spoke, he took the work of chopping wood and lighting the fireplace from Wei Ran. At the same time, Zoya also brought in a bucket of cold water mixed with a large amount of ice cubes from outside the house.

"I can't teach you this." Wei Ran spread his hands. He was telling the truth. Beria was not trained by him at all.

"We always wanted to have a smart hunting dog"

Zoya put the smashed ice cubes into the kettle and said, "This will make it much easier for us when we go hunting."

"Do you like hunting very much?" Wei Ran asked, having nothing to say.

"Every break we go hunting"

Zoya said, having already placed the food she bought along the way on the table, "Sometimes I drive a snowmobile for more than ten kilometers and live outside for several days."

As soon as she finished speaking, Saveli had successfully lit the randomly chopped firewood with the help of kerosene. Then he clapped his hands and said impatiently, "Victor, do you want to go and see it first?"

See that body?"

"He's in the yard?" Wei Ran asked with raised eyebrows.

"Otherwise?" Saveli spread his hands, "I can't go to a hotel in town and open a room for him, right?"

"It makes sense," Wei Ran agreed in a dumbfounded voice, and then took out a strong flashlight from his backpack.

"No need to bother, come with me!"

Zoya said, already unscrewing the bottle of liquor she bought, filling the three glasses on the table, then taking one glass and drinking it in one gulp, smelling her sleeves, and walked out of the door.

Immediately afterwards, Saveli also picked up the cup and drank it in one gulp, then also smelled his sleeves and left the room.

After looking at the glass of wine left for him, Wei Ran reluctantly picked it up and poured it into his mouth, then put the bright flashlight into his pocket and followed him out.

Under the leadership of the two of them, they walked all the way to the deepest part of the yard. In the open space, an ice coffin had been built with ice blocks, and there was also solid snow piled around it.

When the couple lifted up a tractor tire and a door panel that were pressed on it, Wei Ran immediately saw that in the middle of the circle of ice bricks was a folding bed commonly used outdoors. On this bed was lying the former

The corpse I saw in the photo.

Without waiting for him to speak, Zoya and Savelli carried out the body and the folding bed underneath it, and carried it into a wooden shed next to it.

What Wei Ran didn't expect was that an old-looking surgical shadowless lamp was installed on the top of this ventilated wooden shed. There was also the Soviet Union flag on the frame of the shadowless lamp.

After looking at Wei Ran, Zoya put down the body and explained with a smile, "When we docked at a polar port two years ago, Saveli bought it for 4,000 rubles and gave it to me as a gift. According to reports,

The person selling it said it was torn down from an abandoned city hospital."

Having said this, Zoya also turned on the switch. Suddenly, the shadowless lamp with three missing bulbs also lit up brightly, illuminating the body frozen in frost below.

Taking the rubber gloves handed over by Zoya and putting them on, Wei Ran adjusted the shadowless lamp and asked, "Where is the box we found together?"

"I'll move it here for you!"

Before Saveli finished speaking, he had already rushed into the garage filled with debris and pulled over a German airdrop box that was almost intact and could even see its original paint.

Different from the airdrop box that Weihan obtained on the outskirts of Leningrad, this box did not use a skid, but two relatively common rubber wheels.

Without rushing to touch the cold corpse, Wei Ran took out the bright flashlight in his pocket and looked around the airdrop box inside and out.

It can be distinguished from the remaining paint that the appearance of this box is not painted with conventional paint. It is just a layer of white paint with a few bright yellow horizontal stripes. Even he can vaguely see that these eight horizontal stripes

Chengdu was painted by hand.

After opening the partially hidden cover, there were only two parachute bags in addition to two pairs of tattered and cracked skis.

Interestingly, he could tell through the remaining parachute ropes that they were not so much two parachute bags as two pieces of broken umbrella cloth baggage. After getting the couple's permission, Wei Ran untied the two parachute bags.

I took out an umbrella cloth bag and took out everything inside.

The first one was filled with torn and broken umbrella cloth and parachute ropes, with some tree branches and sticks mixed in. But the second umbrella cloth bag contained several broken items.

clothing.

Although these clothes were severely decayed, it was still easy to tell that they were not the standard military uniforms of any country during World War II, but just a set of civilian clothes that looked like hunters.

After searching without any results, Wei Ran extinguished the flashlight and put it aside, turned around and walked to the side of the shadowless lamp.

Gently lifting the Soviet woolen coat, which was as cold as plate armor, to reveal the camouflage uniform underneath. With the help of Zoya and Saveli, Wei Ran carefully took off the coat, rummaged through the pockets and temporarily leaned against the wall.

He put it away and then took off the helmet on his head.

After looking at the ax embedded in the unfortunate man's face, Wei Ran then looked at the armband on his right arm, and then frowned.

"What's wrong?" Saveli came up and asked.

"The clothes are wrong"

Wei Ran carefully unbuttoned his camouflage uniform and said, "Looking at this outfit, it must have been winter when he died, but since it is winter, it stands to reason that he should wear the white underneath, so that at least the camouflage is better

many."

After saying that, he carefully lifted off the unbuttoned camouflage uniform, and then frowned again. The corpse didn't even wear a shirt underneath the camouflage uniform, and was completely shirtless.

Carefully rummaging through the pockets inside and outside the camouflage jacket, Wei Ran found nothing. After trying to lift the left arm of the corpse to no avail, he called on Zoya and the others to help and took off half of the camouflage jacket.

After seeing the faintly visible blood type tattoo under the armpit of the corpse's left arm, Wei Ran gestured with satisfaction to the two men for help, and re-dressed the corpse in the half-removed camouflage uniform and woolen coat.

Finally, he rummaged in his pants pocket, and when he checked his thigh, he finally found the second wound.

This was a gunshot wound. The bullet grazed the inner side of his right thigh and tore open his camouflage pants.

Carefully open the opening on the camouflage pants, and you can still see the wound on the right knee of the corpse, as well as some exposed bones.

Finally, he took off one of his felt boots and looked at it, and Wei Ran already had a rough guess.

Seeing Saveli and the other two looking at him eagerly, he asked, "Where was that iron box found?"

"It was on a pine tree less than three meters away from him," Saveli said, "It was wrapped in paracord."

"I took the photo at that time," Zoya said, having already taken off her gloves, took out her phone, rummaged through it and handed it to Wei Ran.

He took off his gloves and took the phone. In the photo displayed on the screen, the airdrop box was hanging in the crown of a pine tree. The lower part was held up by a branch as thick as a thigh. It was also surrounded by other branches.

The branches were wrapped tightly, and the top of the head was still wrapped with messy umbrella ropes and broken umbrella cloth.

"It took the two of us most of the time to get all these things down," Saveli replied as if he was taking credit.

"This body should have been looted a long time ago."

Wei Ran said, "I'm sure he's definitely a German, and he's most likely a bandit."

After a pause, he continued, "No matter what kind of clothes he wears, he has no weapons, no armed belts, and even the warm clothes and socks he wore underneath."

"We can also see this," Zoya couldn't help but said.

"But most importantly, his soldier card is gone."

Wei Ran smiled and continued, "Without the soldier tag, there is no way to find out his specific identity information, and his weapons are also missing. We have no way of knowing his specific 'position'. I'm afraid it won't be too big to just rely on guessing."

historical value."

"So he's worthless?" Saveli asked, unable to hide his disappointment.
To be continued...