“Here we are again”

Wei Ran shook his head dumbfounded. He had passed here before entering this period of history. The only difference between this place and later generations was that the barbed wire fence and the paint on the warning signs were still there.

"Yes, here we are again."

Mikita then sighed, "Time flies so fast. Since I left here in the winter of 1951, I haven't been here for more than ten years."

"Are you worried that you can't find those things?" Wei Ran asked vaguely.

"It's not my turn to worry about this kind of thing. Didn't you and Paulide hide those gems in the first place?"

Before Mikita finished speaking, the cab door of the used GAZ 63 truck was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with a thick beard jumped out of the cab.

It wasn't over yet. Then, the door on the passenger side of the car was pushed open, and a young man who looked to be about sixteen or seventeen years old jumped out.

At the same time, Mikita untied his belt on the snow-covered roadside and drew an amber parabola with hot water at a constant temperature of 37 degrees while whistling.

"Uncle, how long until we arrive?" The young man stood side by side with Mikita and asked expectantly while peeing.

"soon"

Mikita raised his hand and pointed to a snow-covered mountain in the distance, "We'll be there when we drive the car to the foot of that mountain."

"Captain Mikita, are you sure that military base has been abandoned?" Paulide asked while standing on the roadside and unfastening his belt.

"Of course sure"

Mikita said while shaking the bird, "Shortly after Brezhnev came to power the year before last, the main troops of that military base were transferred to Saranpaul. Before the winter this year, Pontiac gave me

The letter said that the last person on duty has been transferred and the place is now completely deserted."

Since Brezhnev came to power the year before last?

So it's the winter of 1966?

Wei Ran muttered to himself, and also found a seat, listening to their conversation while peeing, and at the same time looking at the young man who called Uncle Mikita.

Just by inferring from his face and age, he could roughly guess that the young man who was trying to straighten his waist and urinate far away was most likely Dr. Goosen's son, Lola's grandfather Sersi.

But why did he come here?

While Wei Ran was secretly wondering, he heard Paulide ask, "Captain Mikita, how is the Pontiac nurse doing now?"

"Pontiac Nurse Manager Retired This Year"

Mikita put on her belt and explained while lighting a cigarette, "She said in the letter that her grandson was born this fall, and her son invited her to live with her in Chita, so I think she should be busy now

Take care of the baby."

"Where is Political Commissar Krechi?" Paulide asked, "I remember that he took the initiative to stay and guard the mining equipment in Mine No. 52. He won't still be there, right?"

Mikita's expression changed after hearing this, and finally he sighed and explained, "He is dead."

"Is he dead?" Paulide's eyes widened, "How did he die?"

"have no idea"

Mikita sighed, "This happened six or seven years ago. According to Pontiac's letter, they heard the sound of machine gun fire from the direction of Mine No. 52 on a certain polar night, but when they waited

When they rushed over, Commissar Krechi was already dead in the guard tower where he lived."

"Killed?" Wei Ran, who had been listening just now, frowned.

"It is said that he was shot in the head. At that time, people from the military base conducted a large-scale search nearby but could not find the murderer. In the end, they had no choice but to bury Comrade Krechi at the foot of the statue of Comrade Stalin.

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When Mikita said this, a look of sadness appeared on his face, "Even his funeral was attended by only a few people."

"Why?"

The young man who finally fastened his belt asked in confusion, "Uncle, haven't you often told me that Political Commissar Krechi was a very respectable person? Why did only a few people attend his funeral?"

"You'll find out when you get to that military base."

Mikita gave up and said, "Okay, let's set off quickly. It looks like it's going to snow. We'd better get to Mine 52 before then."

"Get in the car"

Paulide also lit a cigarette and said, "Selsi, you go to the cargo box. Captain Victor, how about you come as the co-pilot?"

"no problem"

Wei Ran nodded happily, and without even waiting for the young man to say anything, he quickly walked around to the passenger seat, opened the door and got in.

Almost immediately, Paulide got into the cab, stepped on the accelerator while hearing a knocking sound from behind, drove straight down the river, and easily bypassed the barbed wire fence at the head of the bridge.

"Captain Victor, where have you been these years?"

Paulide stepped on the accelerator and asked curiously, "I wrote letters to everyone in the firing squad to keep in touch, but there has been no news from you, and even the letters were returned."

This poor book is quite particular...

While Wei Ran groaned secretly, he glanced at the tattoo at the tiger's mouth without any trace, and then said with a smile, "I'm still working as an executioner, I just changed my work address. What about you? How have you lived these years?

How about it?"

"After Comrade Stalin fell in 1953, I took advantage of the complete shutdown of Mine No. 52 and chose to retire and go to Kharkiv."

Paulide said with a silly smile, "I got a job raising sheep there, and I also met a girl who was a veterinarian. Her daughter and I are now 12 years old."

Kharkef?

Wei Ran raised his eyebrows, reached out to touch his arms, and took out the pen in the metal book under the cover of his clothes. Then he took out a ruble from his pocket and said, "It seems that you are also doing the same job as before.

"In the past, two-legged animals were grazing, but now four-legged animals are grazing."

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "That's true," Paulide said with a laugh, "but the animals I herd now are much stupider than those two-legged animals back then."

"Smart animals like that are hard to find these days."

Wei Ran took off the cap of the pen as he spoke, "Paulide, how about giving me your address? I will write to you then."

"You have to keep your word"

After saying that, Bao Lid slowed down a little and told his detailed address. At the same time, Wei Ran also wrote the address on the banknote, patting his chest and making a promise that he would give it to him as soon as he got back.

Write a letter and so on.

But in fact, he was thinking about another thing. The address Paulide just gave was exactly the address of Lola, the stupid thief who broke into his home later, and her grandfather Selsi!

Will Selsi marry Paulide's daughter in the end?

Wei Ran glanced at Baolide suspiciously, then turned to look at the cargo compartment in the rearview mirror, and finally suppressed these insignificant matters in his heart for the time being.

While chatting with Paulide, a parking lot next to the road appeared directly ahead. However, this parking lot was not filled with various vehicles, including tanks, as it would be in later generations. Instead, it was empty.

Nothing at all.

Siluke.

Along the road in the parking lot, Paulide carefully drove the truck into the deserted military base.

Perhaps because it was abandoned relatively recently, looking at it at this time, except for a few single-story buildings with doors and windows buried in snow, most of the other buildings are still in a state of being ready for occupancy at any time.

Before they could fully see the layout of the surrounding buildings, there was another clear knocking sound behind them. Bao Lid, who was in charge of driving, immediately stepped on the brakes, and Wei Ran and Wei Ran pushed open the door and jumped out of the car.

room.

"We are looking for this building." Mikita, who came from the back of the car, took out a black and white photo and showed it to Weiyan and Paulide.

In this photo, a gray-haired woman stands calmly in front of a four-story Khrushchev Building. In her hand, there is a cigarette, and the rank of major on her shoulder is

clear and distinct.

"Is this the Pontiac nurse?" Paulide asked in surprise, "Is she already a major?"

"She was already a major six years ago." Mikita sighed when she said this. "At that time, she went to Kazan to attend Zoya's funeral."

Zhuo Ya's funeral? Wei Ran's heart trembled, but he wisely did not ask what happened.

"Uncle, you can always tell me why only a few people attended the funeral of political commissar Krechi, right?"

Sersi changed the topic at the right time and diverted Mikita's attention.

"Look at that statue"

Mikita rubbed his face and pointed to the statue of Khrushchev not far away, which was only three meters high. "It is only as high as one floor, but next to the tomb of Comrade Krechi, there is the statue of Comrade Stalin."

It seems to be more than two stories high."

"That potato politician will definitely not allow Comrade Stalin's statue to be higher than his!" Young Sersi said without thinking.

Mikita spread his hands, "Maybe that's why only a few people can attend the funeral of Commissar Krechi..."

Withdrawing his gaze, Wei Ran winked at Baoli De, and the two of them each pulled out their pistols and walked a distance away. Only when they could no longer hear the conversation between the two men, did Wei Ran ask, "Zhuo Ya is dead?"

"

"Dead" Paulide sighed, "She died in childbirth when she was giving birth to her second child, and the child did not survive."

"How could this happen..." Wei Ran couldn't help but sigh.

"I'm afraid you don't know that Dr. Gusen is also dead."
To be continued...