"Let's go back"

In the warm off-road vehicle, Kajik stepped on the accelerator while talking, turned the steering wheel and prepared to go back.

"Wait a moment"

Old Ivan took out a Zenit camera of the 50th anniversary edition of the October Revolution from his arms and shook it. Please help me take a photo here.

"Let Victor help you," Culp said while patting Wei Ran on the shoulder, "He once wanted to be a war photographer."

"What now?"

As Old Ivan spoke, he handed the camera to Wei Ran, "I remember seeing him on TV."

"Now he is a well-known historian," Kajik said and patted his chest. "I am his teacher in name."

"Only in name only," Wei Ran reminded him with a smile as he took the camera.

"Take a picture for me next to that bulldozer," Old Ivan said, opened the door and jumped out.

After looking at Culp who smiled and nodded at him and Gorman who was focused on picking his nose, Wei Ran took his camera and jumped out of the off-road vehicle behind Old Ivan.

"Just here," Old Ivan said, putting a hand on the bulldozer.

Upon seeing this, Wei Ran raised his camera, found a suitable angle, tried his best to include old Ivan, the bulldozer, and the words on the bulldozer blade and pressed the shutter button.

After taking the photo, Old Ivan took the camera from Wei Ran and asked with a smile amidst the falling snowflakes, "Do you know why I brought you here?"

"Why?" Wei Ran asked knowingly.

"Except for the shockingly lethal explosives in the collapsed mine, there are no secrets here."

Old Ivan put the camera around his neck and explained to himself, "Whether it's greed or curiosity, there have been several young people around your age who have sacrificed their precious lives here for the same reason.

"

Wei Ran smiled, turned around and walked in the direction of the off-road vehicle while making a promise, "Don't worry, I'm not that curious. If nothing else, this will be my last time here."

"I hope so"

Old Ivan muttered noncommittally, walked slowly and followed Wei Ran into the off-road vehicle again.

After a while, Kajik stepped on the accelerator again, pulling a car of people along the wide ruts that had not been covered by the wind and snow, and slowly returned to the camp of the Liehuo Wilderness Rescue Station.

"Victor, let the girls go sit on your off-road vehicle first." Culp said before getting off the car.

Hearing this, Wei Ran immediately jumped out of the car, called for Suisui and others to end the game, and temporarily left the living cabin with their mahjong and three pets who were hugging each other by the stove for warmth.

But Jima was not here. According to Maya, during the time they left, a driver's truck on the distress channel had a flat tire, and Jima had already driven Apolly's crawler tractor there.

Helped.

Hearing this, Old Ivan immediately sat by the radio station and started calling. He first made sure that Ji Ma was heading in the right direction, and then gave some instructions for operation. Even the charging standards were explained on the public radio channel.

While he was busy here, Kajik also used the set of keys that Wei Ran had seen before to carefully open the safe that was the size of a washing machine. He took out the contents one by one and placed them on the table.

"These are the work records of the exploration team after December 8, 1991"

As he spoke, Old Ivan picked out one of the books, opened it, and pulled out a document with many signatures. He pointed at the name on it and said with emotion, "At that time, all of them believed that the safe contained the data of the Fire Project.

Some people lost their lives for that non-existent document, and some gave up their faith without hesitation."

"what about this?"

Wei Ran pointed to the Soviet Union's national emblem that occupied most of the area on the table and asked, "It can't be..."

"There used to be an auditorium in that mine."

Old Ivan sat down, picked up a towel and wiped the wooden Soviet national emblem and said, "Their bodies were all placed in the auditorium at that time, under the national emblem. Later, the building collapsed due to the earthquake.

It took me a lot of effort to find it out of the rubble."

Having said this, old Ivan raised his head and looked at Kajik who was sitting opposite, "It's okay for me to help you run the tavern in Tula Town, but what about here? Without this rescue station, this place would die every winter.

how many people."

"Don't worry, I have made arrangements." Kajik said confidently, "As long as you are willing to run the tavern, someone will take over your job before dark."

"I will leave with you after the person who replaces me comes here."

Kajik thought for a while, knocked on the table with his knuckles and said, "I want to take this transport truck away."

“This is indeed a problem”

Kajik frowned, and after thinking for a moment, he took out the satellite phone and dialed, briefly describing the situation here.

Although they were some distance away, Wei Ran could still tell from the few words that came out of the receiver that the person who was talking to Kajik should be the talkative Dmitry.

"You're not going to let that chatty guy come here to guard the rescue station, are you?"

Wei Ran gloated and thought to himself, if that were the case, it wouldn't take even one winter for Dmitri to go crazy.

After hanging up the phone, Kajik said to Karp with a pained face, "Twelve million rubles."

"Then twelve million rubles," Karp nodded noncommittally.

Hearing this, Kajik breathed a sigh of relief, stacked the work records on the table together with the document signed by Dr. Murat and others and asked, "Old Ivan, can we take these things away?"

"

"Of course you can." Old Ivan put down the towel in his hand, "but you can't take away other things."

"Of course, of course." Kajik promised again and again, "The people who are coming to replace you have already set off, and they are expected to arrive by nightfall."

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Tell me about those girls." While changing the topic, old Ivan returned the things on the table that he planned to keep one by one.

safe.

"Victor, please explain the first half." Gorman, who had been silent just now, ordered, "Make a pot of coffee by the way, thank you."

Wei Ran, who had already slipped to the cabin door, reluctantly let go of the door handle he had just held. While making coffee, he briefly told about the underage mothers and the illegal organ trade discovered in the United States.

"That's roughly the situation"

Gorman waited for Wei Ran to finish speaking and continued, "Because of the kindness of this young man, those girls and their children were sent to us, but if we want the HeLa organization they established to generate value, we need another person.

A quiet enough environment will do.”

"What do they need to learn?" Old Ivan asked casually as he took the coffee from Wei Ran.

"Church," a meaningful religious word popped out of Gorman's mouth.

Old Ivan raised his eyebrows and finally nodded in agreement, "I still need to hire two cultural teachers."

"Victor will bear and pay the corresponding expenses." Culp smiled and took the coffee Wei Ran brought to hand, raised his head and confirmed, "right?"

"Yes" Wei Ran reluctantly agreed. Even if he wanted to blame him for this, he could only blame himself for greedily accepting the box of diamonds.

"Mr. Culp, I have a question." Weiran asked as he handed the last cup of coffee to Kajik.

Culp picked up the coffee and took a sip, "Ask, maybe I will give you an answer."

"If I don't find Mr. Ivan this time, those girls..."

Wei Ran was halfway through, and then said again, "As far as I know, Maya had already started negotiating with the tavern owner when we came."

"If you fail to find Mr. Ivan, you will have to come here if you want to see Gorman in the future." Culp replied casually, "Of course, the dead Mr. Ivan is indeed a better choice, but it's just that

He is not the only option."

"Why did you choose here?" Wei Ran continued to ask.

"You have to choose a place, right?"

Culp gave a perfunctory answer, "Okay, we have satisfied all your curiosity, now is it time for you to give us a private space?"

"It's not what I want to hear." Wei Yan put down the coffee pot, turned around and left the living cabin.

Almost at the same time as he closed the hatch from the outside, Old Ivan, Culp and others also stood up and pulled the metal rod beside the window, closed the steel shutters outside the window, and then closed the curtains.

It is unknown what the four old men talked about in the living cabin next, and Wei Ran naturally had no interest in eavesdropping.

However, after Jima came back, Old Ivan assigned them a new task - to move all the flour loaded in the scrapped truck to the two Ural 375 trucks that Gorman and others drove over.

This is definitely a strenuous job. According to the driver who was still lying in the off-road vehicle, the scrapped truck contained more than five tons of flour. However, with such a large amount of goods, there were only two porters, Weiran and Jima.

personal.

Fortunately, after learning that the two trucks were gifts to the two drivers, Suisui and Maya also volunteered to bring the Katenka sisters over to help. Even the driver who only injured his finger came to help.

He struggled to get up and used his shoulders to help transfer the flour.

With the concerted efforts of these people, by about six o'clock in the afternoon, all the flour in the scrapped truck was evenly distributed into the cargo compartments of the two Ural 375 trucks.

"These two trucks are given to you for free by this young man named Victor and his girlfriend Ms. April. I hope they can be helpful to your lives and families."

As Old Ivan spoke, he handed two keys to the driver whose fingers were splinted and whose shoulders were covered in flour, and to the other driver whose thigh was injured and was still lying on the bed.

Before the two grateful drivers could speak, Old Ivan continued, "As we all know, I am not a traffic policeman, so I have no right to judge whose fault is the accident between you, but you have both lost a vital

Truck, so how about you two share the damage to the cargo?”

"Old Ivan, we all listen to you."

The one with the injured thigh said simply, "We have already discussed it just now. He will share half of the flour in my car with him. In this way, we will only lose half of the goods. Although the coming winter will be difficult, Victor
To be continued...