The excavation site in the pine forest came to a standstill. It got dark relatively early at the end of March. Four vehicles formed a square and turned on their canopies and camping lights. In the middle of the four vehicles, He Tianlei dug a shallow pit with an excavation arm.

There was already a steaming bonfire burning.

The hot temperature radiates to the surroundings and is reflected back by the car body and the canopy overhead, making this spacious open-air space unusually warm.

Not too far away from the campfire, the three women were making the staple food for dinner - bear meat pie and the braised bear meat that Liu Xiaoye tried. Of course, there was also He Tianlei who tried to make bear meat barbecue. Anyway, a few hundred kilograms of meat is enough.

What they were doing wasted, as long as they didn't touch the four frozen bear paws in Shiquan's refrigerator.

After he finished digging this tank, he planned to try to see if he could find a Chinese restaurant in a nearby big city. Anyway, even if he couldn't find it, it didn't matter. There was still Lao Hu! In order to eat authentic bear paws for once,

Shi Quan decided not to risk his life.

Taking advantage of the free time before dinner, the two brothers sat by the campfire, each holding a glass of cold vodka and drinking it down in one gulp.

"Ludenkov just sent me a message"

Shi Quan threw his cell phone on the table and refilled their glasses with wine. "That Gold Star medal was awarded to a male commander named Ryadenko."

"Male?" Big Ivan picked up Shi Quan's cell phone and flipped through it. "He joined the battle in 1941. He seems to be a veteran."

Shi Quan nodded and said tentatively, "I think it is better to leave this matter to Valeria for investigation. Even the Soviet heroes lying in the container are best handed over to Valeria as well."

"I have no opinion"

Big Ivan simply picked up the wine glass and drank it down again, then pinched a pickle from the plate and threw it into his mouth, "There is no more suitable candidate than Valeria. Instead of leaving these Soviet heroes behind,

It’s really better to send it back to Russia if it’s in Ukraine.”

"Then this matter is settled. I will call her tomorrow. Now let's talk about the self-propelled artillery. What do you plan to do with it?" Shi Quan also picked up a pickle.

"This is a relatively rare early model"

Big Ivan habitually showed off his equipment knowledge, "This is a real su152, and only more than 700 units have been produced in total. However, its improved isu152 has been produced in large numbers, about 2,000 units.

As for the Type 122 with a slightly smaller caliber, there are even more, at least 4,000 units."

"I know all this." Shi Quan picked up the wine glass, "You know what I want to ask."

"What other arrangements can be made?"

Big Ivan pretended to be confused, "Didn't the axle get back in the afternoon? If the axle is replaced tomorrow, the rich man's people can send another car to take it away."

"We brothers, please stop beating around the bush."

Shi Quan threw the wine glass on the table, "A nearly intact 152, and the crew members driving it are all Soviet heroes, and next year will be the 75th anniversary of the Great Patriotic War. Do you believe it? As long as we reveal this news, Valle

Lea and Ludenkov will definitely be tempted."

"Didn't you decide to hand over those five heroes to Valeria?" Big Ivan said nonchalantly.

"Although we are a dirt-digging party, and I am a Chinese. But one code must be one code, and don't do business with the bones of heroes. This kind of thing is not done by humans."

Shi Quan finally expressed his attitude, "But we can't do charity, right? So we have to figure out how to trade this 152. In view of our status as potential buyers, it would be a loss if we just use it to exchange money."

"it's actually really easy"

Big Ivan finally got serious, "If you only pursue profit, you can save it for the auction at the end of the year. No matter who it is, as long as the bid is high, you can buy it. Even if Mr. Hu buys it in the end,

No one can say anything."

"Can you please say something personal?"

Shi Quan burped, "We can wait until the end of the year, but those two definitely don't have the patience. If you don't worry about that old pervert Ludenkov coming to visit every day, I'm still annoyed. We can't hide in Ukraine all the time.

, otherwise I wouldn’t be surprised if he just takes 152 away by then.”

"Then organize an auction in which only Valeria and Ludenkov will participate."

Big Ivan showed his signature treacherous smile, "As you said, it is impossible for these two to buy it with money, so let them offer their chips. Whoever provides the most help will own the self-propelled artillery."

Shi Quan finally nodded. The reason why he wanted to hear Big Ivan's opinion was, of course, because he knew the background of Ludenkov and Valeria better. These two people represented two completely different mountains.

Although hugging anyone’s thigh is a hug, you can’t offend anyone by hugging someone.

Don’t underestimate the 152 self-propelled artillery parked outside the camp. It may not be as rare as the Leopard or the 263 communication vehicle that was dug up, but with the blessing of the five heroic crew members, its symbolic meaning has long been

It can no longer be measured by dollars. As for the location of the excavation, it is not important. If nothing else, Da Mao has always been very generous in this regard.

"Ivan, do you want your father to be involved?"

"Let him forget it"

Big Ivan laughed loudly, "He has no interest in these at all. In your terms, he is just a salted fish, idle and superfluous. This kind of thing is trouble in his eyes, and he can't even hide in time."

Shi Quan looked at Big Ivan with a strange expression. Is this cheating kid not his biological child?

"Anyway, don't worry about this kind of thing." Big Ivan picked up the wine glass and said sincerely, "Thank you for my father for thinking of him."

"We are all members of the club, so we must be fair."

Shi Quan looked at Big Ivan, who was half-red by the bonfire, "That bulk Stalin Hammer still lacks many parts, can you really find it?"

"You want it restored?"

"Why should I restore it? But we can't let him lose arms and legs, right?" Shi Quan shook his dizzy head. Before he could even eat the bear meat, he poured half a bottle of vodka into it.

Can't stand it.

"This matter is simpler." Big Iwanhun didn't care. "The missing accessories are all on the gun mount. Do you know which factory the gun mount is from?"

"I remember that it seemed to be a modified prototype of a Guoji brand tractor." Shi Quan was not sure whether his answer was correct, so he picked up his mobile phone and was about to check it out.

"No need to check, just for shoveling Guoji!"

Big Ivan first confirmed Shi Quan's answer, and then said, "This brand of tractor is designed and manufactured by the Kharkov Shogun Factory. Although the Stalin Hammer is nominally a product of the Bolshevik factory, in fact it is

Shovel Guoji was also responsible for a considerable part of the production of gun mounts and chassis. After all, it was the second largest tank production base in the Soviet Union after Leningrad. Oh, by the way, the BT series tanks were also products of this company.

."

"You mean this factory is still there?" Shi Quan was half joking and half serious, "I thought it had been sold by Ukraine a long time ago."

“Of course”

Big Ivan said of course, "It changed its name to Malyshev Factory in 1957. After the collapse of the Soviet Union, it has been producing tanks for Ukraine, and it produced the T-84."

"So you mean we go to the military factories in Ukraine to find them?"

Shi Quan put down his wine glass, "Let's not talk about whether we can go in. Even if we go in, it's impossible to find old antiques from World War II there, right?"

"This is not necessarily true. This kind of factory has a sealed combat readiness workshop, so you will know if you look for it? But although that factory is still there, it is estimated that it will close down in a few years. I heard that they

They already rely on renting out office buildings and workshops to pay workers."

"So exaggerated?"

"It may be an exaggeration in other countries, but it is not an exaggeration at all in Ukraine." Big Ivan's tone was full of ridicule and contempt, "You know the Soviet Union's 588th Night Bombing Aviation Regiment, right?"

"I know, Night Witch, why do you bring this up?"

Shi Quan wondered, how could this be talked about from the ground to the sky? The 588th Night Bombing Aviation Regiment was a famous special aviation formation of the Soviet Union during World War II. The pilots of this aviation group were all women.

They flew wooden Wave 2 bombers and dropped bombs at low altitudes at night when the German soldiers were sleeping. These female airmen, who were not inferior to the male soldiers, had a brilliant record. The German devils who were bombed opposite even compared them to the European medieval soldiers.

The legendary witches riding broomsticks were equated with each other and given the nickname Night Witches.

Big Ivan looked at the glass cup in his hand, "There was a female aviation officer in the 588th Night Bombing Aviation Regiment who almost killed the German Field Marshal during World War II. She also received the Gold Star Medal and the title of Hero of the Soviet Union. She is not far from here.

Kirovgrad, which is too far away, even has a bronze statue of her erected during the Soviet era."

"Why are you talking about this?" Shi Quan became more and more strange. They were not next to each other at all.

"For such a heroine, do you know what her granddaughter does for a living now?" This time, Big Ivan gave the answer directly, "Her granddaughter has received higher education, but she can only work as a hostel in Ukraine.

female..."

"Father? Real...real or fake?"

Shi Quan's eyes widened in surprise. Although he had always known that this Ermao was quite heartless, what came out of Big Ivan's mouth was still beyond his imagination. It was simply shocking!

"I heard that she is very beautiful and not expensive. She is just a bit older."

Big Ivan refilled the glasses for the two of them, "Ukraine has long been rotten from the inside out. The people on stage are all clowns who graduated from the circus. They don't care about anything about this country. They only think about how to survive in the country."

Get more benefits during your term. Fortunately, the heroine died early, otherwise I guess she would have to drive Wave 2 to drop bombs at low altitude again."

In the warm space surrounded by four Tatras, the crackling sound of burning firewood could be heard quietly. Everyone fell into silence after listening to what Big Ivan said.

Russia, Belarus, Ukraine and even distant China are all inextricably linked to the red totalitarianism that once flourished. But in less than 30 years,

, but everyone has embarked on a completely different path, and the bitterness, sourness and sweetness of it is really hard to describe in words.
Chapter completed!