Standing at the door of this brick building that looked more like an office space, Shi Quan looked to both sides, and finally asked uncertainly, "Are you sure it's here?"

"If it hadn't been moved away by others, it would definitely be here."

While Sakharevich was speaking, he bent down and lifted up a floor tile, then pulled out a plastic medicine bottle. When the medicine bottle was unscrewed, what came out was a shiny brass key.

It's a shame I didn't get a rope to hang around my neck.

Shi Quan muttered to himself, the way he hid the key was very similar to the way he used to hide the key when he was a child.

When Sahalevich opened the padlock on the solid wood door, amidst the creaking noise, the three-meter-high wooden door was pushed open, and a smell of rotten wood hit his face.

When Shi Quan and others entered the hall on the first floor, Sahalevich closed the door and locked it. Then he found the switch on the wall and pressed it lightly. The dusty chandelier in the center of the hall suddenly lit up with several beige lights.

The lights then went out again amid crackling sparks.

“This place hasn’t been used for too long.”

Sakhalevich sighed with regret, "This chandelier was a gift from the Americans. It used to be very beautiful when it was lit. We would hold a dance party in this hall every salary day."

Shi Quan looked around. The hall on the first floor had the most typical symmetrical layout of Stalinist architecture. However, the wall facing the door was covered with various propaganda posters, but they could not block the outline of the sickle and hammer relief.

On both sides, there are spiraling stairs, and thick carpets are spread from the entrance to the lobby, along the stairs to the invisible upper floors.

But other than that, all that can be seen in this hall are documents scattered on the floor, some optical equipment such as scopes and telescopes, messy tables and chairs, rolls of flags and even boxes of Soviet military uniforms.

.

"Take us to see that artillery." Big Ivan patted the other party's shoulder, seemingly comforting, but actually urging him.

"follow me"

Sahalevich took out a small, shiny key from his pocket with an indifferent expression and opened a door behind the stairs.

Passing through the spacious corridor, everyone walked along a slope large enough to drive a car in, passed through an ajar blast-proof door, and entered a huge semi-underground factory building.

The factory building has a ceiling height of more than ten meters, but the slender lighting windows on both sides of the head and the vaguely visible tree trunks and even trash cans suggest that it does not seem to be much higher than the ground.

Everyone unanimously adjusted their headlights and the bright flashlights in their hands to the brightest, and then saw a nearly completed shield machine standing in the center of the car factory more than ten meters away!

Looking at the gantry crane above the head and the inconspicuous machine tools and equipment placed against the walls on both sides, it is almost certain that someone has obviously carried out long-term maintenance here. If nothing else, at least there is no visible machine tool on the plastic floor.

How much dust is produced.

"This can be said to be the last glory of the Kiev Arsenal"

Sakhalevich raised his hand and stroked the thick parts of the shield machine, "It's a pity that since the disintegration of the Soviet Union, this shield machine, which had the highest technological content at the time, has never had a screw screwed on it and can only lie here.

Slowly turning into obsolete scrap metal.”

"Where's that artillery piece?" Big Ivan deliberately changed the subject.

"It's right there," Sahalevich said, pointing with the beam of his flashlight to an area in the corner covered by a canvas.

He Tianlei winked at Deng Shuxiang, who immediately walked over and tore off the heavy canvas.

"It is indeed it!"

Shi Quan suppressed his excitement and clenched his fists. Compared with the rusty chassis, the artillery on the stand was in surprisingly good condition. Even the butter smeared on it had not completely dried up.

"At that time, it was specially sent here for surveying and mapping work in order to install it on the ship. Unexpectedly, the person in charge of the project passed away before the seat ring was processed. Later, when the Soviet Union collapsed, the project was completely abandoned.

Already."

Sakharevich sighed after saying this, and while walking towards the direction of the TBM, he said, "Check it yourselves. If there is no problem, it will be sent to the nursing home early tomorrow morning, where it will be hand-picked."

Pay the money and deliver the goods."

"Leizi" Shi Quan pointed at Sahalevich's back, who immediately nodded, turned off his headlights and followed quietly.

Big Ivan pointed to the mechanical structure under the temporary gun mount and whispered in Chinese, "There is already a loader on that site. It seems that it is a loader redesigned for shipboard use."

"The seat is also there"

Shi Quan took out a tape measure and measured it with the help of Big Ivan. "The diameter is the same as the one on the chassis. It seems that it should be original."

Big Ivan pointed at the gun barrel that was almost level with the ground with a flashlight, "You can tell from the muzzle brake that this is a 2A33 howitzer. I have to say that the person who planned to install this thing on the ship

The engineer is simply a genius. Look at this gun barrel that is level with the ground. It is a huge treasure mounted on the deck. As long as it is not erected, if you are a little farther away, you will not be able to tell whether it is a gun barrel or a gun barrel.

Water cannon on board.”

"I have never heard of a water cannon with a maximum range of 30 kilometers."

"Yuri, do you want to put it on your icebreaker?"

Big Ivan encouraged, "A 152mm big guy with a maximum range of 30 kilometers. Such powerful firepower is much more exciting than the AK176."

"Stop it," Shi Quan said, dumbfounded. "Why am I loading this thing into an icebreaker when I'm full?"

"152 mm, 30 kilometers, aren't these two reasons enough?"

Big Ivan said unwillingly, "Think about it, if we encounter Japanese ships again, with one shot like this, it might not be a problem to hit them right through them even 30 kilometers away!"

"Hit a boat at 30 kilometers?" Shi Quan's tone was full of ridicule, "Is it not good to install an AK130 if I have any need?"

Big Ivan grinned and finally stopped joking.

The brothers carefully checked to make sure that there were no problems with the entire artillery system, and then they were satisfied and approached Sahalevich who was chatting with He Tianlei.

"When will you send this cannon to the nursing home tomorrow, and when will I pay the balance?" Shi Quan said directly.

"No problem, I can deliver it to you at ten o'clock tomorrow morning at the latest."

Sahalevich shook hands with Shi Quan and added an additional reminder, "But I can only be responsible for sending this gun to the sanatorium, not its export."

“Just leave the rest to us.”

Shi Quan's calm tone was filled with confidence. Even if he didn't rely on Belarusian connections to transport things from Ukraine, the arms dealer Boroshenk was there, so he didn't have to worry at all.

After negotiating the deal, Sahalevich sent everyone back to the nursing home. It was already late at night, and the parking lot was unusually quiet, but the lights in the unfolded medical car were bright.

"Bang!" Haining placed a rusty tool box on the table, "Boss, this is what we found in the T-34 tank we bought."

"What?" Shi Quan curiously opened the tool box and saw a big red flag in a plastic bag.

Unfolding the flag, Shi Quan and Big Ivan both showed surprised expressions. The flag looked quite old. In addition to a tank, it was also embroidered with the Order of Lenin, the Order of the Red Banner, and even the Order of Suvorov and

Order of Kutuzov.

In addition to these medal embroidery patterns that symbolize honor, this slightly rusty flag also has its origin: the 7th Guards Tank Army, the 27th Guards Red Banner Iasi Independent Tank Brigade!

"When you went to the arsenal, I checked the history of this unit."

Nasha clicked on the tablet, "A total of 64 soldiers of the 7th Guards Tank Army have won the title of Hero of the Soviet Union. In addition, they have also won an Order of Lenin, an Order of Kutuzov and an Order of Suvorov.

And two Orders of the Red Banner, among which the 27th Brigade received the most military exploits."

"How did you find it?" Big Ivan asked curiously.

"That T-34 was full of all kinds of garbage, from wrenches and screws to cans, beer bottles, and even women's high heels and skirts."

Nasha put her arms around Elena who was sitting next to her, "Since you left, we have been cleaning up the garbage in it, and then just ten minutes before you came back, we found this tool box on the ammunition rack.

"

Before Shi Quan or Big Ivan could say anything, Haining took over the topic and said, "In addition, there is a shell in the barrel of this tank."

"Bang!" The toolbox that Big Ivan had just picked up fell on the table, and a circle of dried sludge splashed out. "What did you say? Cannonball?!"

Haining nodded, "I have already taken it out. There is no propellant in it, not even a primer."

Shi Quan and Big Ivan were relieved when they heard this. This was Kiev. If a shell was fired, it would cause countless troubles no matter which direction it was directed, unless they destroyed the stainless steel statue of the motherland.

"Apart from these, what else have been discovered?" Shi Quan swallowed subconsciously after asking.

"Have you talked about the artillery?" Elena took over the topic, "The club has less than three million in its account."

"Almost finished again?" Shi Quan frowned.

“It’s not just about running out of money.”

Elena took out a list from her notebook and said, "Before you come back, I have asked the person in charge of the organizer that if we want to legally transport the things we dug out of Ukraine, it will cost at least 100,000 US dollars, otherwise it will be

You'll have to pay higher taxes, but $100,000 is just not worth bothering Mr. Burrowshank."

"So?" Shi Quan asked with a grimace.

"So after you pay the balance tomorrow, there will only be $1.61 million left in the account."

Elena flicked the list in her hand, "When we return to Russia, we will transport the expedition vehicle to the transport ship by rail. This little money may not even cover the salary, let alone the supplies for the ship.

How long. In addition, we don’t count the possible transaction between us and Bosque Club, otherwise we may not be able to sustain this amount of money for even one month.”

"It's only been a few days of comfortable life? Why do you have no money again?" Shi Quan gritted his teeth and looked at the list handed over by Elena, but his mind was running wildly, thinking about how to get the money.

"Yuri" Big Ivan knocked on the table and said with a sinister smile, "You have forgotten that there is a real rich man next to us."
Chapter completed!