Chapter 1280 The frozen battlefield and the engraved saber
On the morning of the second day after participating in the Lianyou activity, Wei Ran and Suisui, who were lying in bed, had just finished a set of sweaty radio gymnastics in the room, when the mobile phone placed by the bedside rang inexplicably.
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"Mr. Alexander"
Suisui picked up the phone and took a look at it. She handed it to Wei Ran and said without surprise, "I guess I'm here to give you a thank you gift."
"I guess so, but it's too early." Wei Ran, who was not in a hurry to answer the phone, grinned. It was only nine o'clock in the morning.
"Quickly pick it up" Suisui turned pale and looked like she was burning, got up unsteadily and walked into the bathroom that came with the room.
"Good morning, Mr. Alexander." When Wei Ran said this, he yawned gracefully.
"It seems I woke the young man from sleeping"
There was no apology in Alexander's tone on the other end of the phone for disturbing people's erotic dreams. Instead, he said enthusiastically, "Victor, let your girls come and sit in my museum! My wife and I have prepared something for them.
A thank you gift, and besides..."
"Besides, those are not my girls." Wei Ran corrected helplessly, "Why do you old men like to joke about this matter?"
"Old men are men too"
Alexander was extraordinarily candid, "Which man wouldn't want to be surrounded by beautiful girls like you? Of course, as a father, I will keep my daughters away from scum like you."
"Alright alright."
Wei Ran yawned again, "So the noble Mr. Alexander called me, a scumbag, so early just to express his envy and gratitude?"
"Of course it's more than that"
Alexander hesitated when he said this, "Anyway, get up quickly and come to the dock. I will take you to see some interesting things."
"Wharf? Are you waiting for me at the pier?" Wei Ran yawned for the third time after he finished speaking, "Something interesting?"
"Of course, come here quickly anyway."
Alexander said covertly, "If we hurry up, we might just be able to pick up your girls when we come back."
"Those girls are not mine," Wei Ran argued feebly, "I will rush to the dock as soon as possible."
After hearing the promise he wanted to hear, Alexander hung up the phone with satisfaction. At the same time, Suisui also walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel.
After briefly explaining Alexander's purpose, Wei Ran took a quick shower and changed into a set of clean clothes. Then he drove the car left by the professor to the pier on the northwest side of the island, and took the ferry there.
Arrive at the west bank of the Volga River.
Far away, he saw Alexander waving to him from the car.
But what made him feel a little strange was that behind the car was not only a Ural 4320 with a white canvas hood, but also a flatbed trailer, and a forklift was fixed on the flatbed trailer.
"Follow us." Alexander greeted Weiyan loudly after he lowered the window, and then raised the window without any explanation at all.
After a moment's hesitation, Wei Ran drove his car to join the convoy and drove slowly downstream along the Volga River. But gradually, he discovered that the convoy actually drove towards Chacha.
Country road towards the lake!
Did he also find the bent anti-tank gun?
Wei Ran, who was following at the back, murmured to himself. Originally, he wanted to sneak over and take a look. Now looking at the movements of this convoy, there is a high probability that he has nothing to do with him. But what puzzled him was that
, what else did the other party discover? As for using a flatbed trailer and a forklift to follow?
Amidst this moderate confusion, the convoy drove to a small village on the shore of Chacha Lake. After meeting up with a van, under the leadership of the other party, it finally stopped at the edge of the village next to a yard next to cultivated land.
Like most rural buildings in Maozi, the courtyard walls are made of moldy and gray wooden boards mixed with rusty iron sheets. If you look through the open iron gate, you can have an unobstructed view of the low wooden ridges in the yard.
The house, a small greenhouse and a tin shed hung with thick quilt curtains.
After opening the door and getting out of the car, Wei Ran pretended to be confused and asked Alexander, who had also just stepped out of the car, "What is this place?"
“A friend’s home”
Alexander said matter-of-factly, but completely unaware that Wei Ran, who was following him inside, muttered "fart" in his heart.
Without even entering the wooden house, without stopping, Alexander, led by a man who looked to be about thirty years old, walked straight to the door of the iron shed with a quilt curtain.
When the man lifted up the heavy quilt curtain, both Alexander and Wei Ran subconsciously narrowed their eyes. The latter even subconsciously took a step back to avoid the glare of the reflection in the shed and the possible danger.
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It was this step back that allowed him to clearly see the scene in the shed.
The shed is about the size of two garages, and there are various equipment such as a sandblasting machine and a large plastic box placed against the wall.
There are also several plastic baskets of firearm parts soaked in this box. Just looking at the state of those parts, as well as the metal plate soaked in the plastic box and even the wires connected to it, you can tell that this thing is used to remove rust electrolytically.
And the gun parts that are still soaked seem to imply that this is a small workshop that renovates war relics. This is not surprising, after all, there is a farm market nearby that regularly sells war relics, so naturally there are many in this village.
There is no shortage of people to eat this bowl of rice.
The reflective object was placed in the center of the tin shed. But all he could see was a glass plate that was more than one meter high and two meters wide.
There is a frame made of wooden boards on the outside of the glass panel, but it is also covered with a dirty torn quilt.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Come in" Alexander waved to Wei Ran who was still standing outside the door.
By the time he stepped into the iron shed, the thirty-year-old man standing at the door had roughly pulled down the quilt curtain.
Suddenly, the rising sun from outside entered the shed through the door, making the brightness inside suddenly increase a lot.
Following Alexander to the innermost part of the shed, Wei Ran frowned as he waited for the former to lift the tattered quilt covering it. He really didn't know how to describe what he saw in front of him.
There are still traces left by the tracks on the black soil, and several 14.5mm bullet casings were scattered in the process.
The main part of this square of soil is a tree root as thick as the waist. Embedded in this root is a bent and deformed Degtyarev anti-tank gun.
In the second half of the gun, you can still vaguely see the bone-white palm still holding the grip. Along the back of this palm, there is a body made of broken bones, stained with mud and even rotten rags.
skeleton.
The skeleton seemed to have been run over by a tank, and there were clear track marks on the soil next to it. On the soil on the other side of the skeleton, there were several bottles of Motoloff cocktails and several long-handled German army weapons.
grenade.
And all of this, whether human bones, tree roots, guns or soil, were all sealed in a piece of transparent resin that was two and a half meters square and no more than one meter high!
This huge epoxy work is inlaid with thick glass around and directly above it. The bottom is a metal base. Under the base, there is a shipping pallet placed on wooden sleepers.
After walking around this strange "art work", he discovered that the national emblem of the Soviet Union was carved into the circular section directly above the waist-thick tree root, which was almost close to the top glass.
Spray painted with corresponding colors.
And right below the national emblem, on one side of the tree stump, there is also a line of red Russian handwriting engraved on it that seems to be crying, "We once defeated the Fasi".
And right below this line of writing, almost next to the skull with broken human bones, there are three medals. Among them is a rusty third-level Bogdan Khmelnytsky.
Medals, a Medal for the Defense of Moscow, and a Patriotic War Medal 2nd Class.
After looking at each other at Alexander, Wei Ran straightened up and asked, "Is this..."
Alexander frowned and replied, "Like you, this is the first time I've seen it."
Hearing this, Wei Ran wisely did not ask any more questions, and together with the other party, he made way for the incoming forklift.
As the two of them watched, the forklift lifted the huge glue work and slowly left the iron shed, carefully lifted it onto the thick blanket that had been laid out in advance on the flatbed trailer, and carefully
were fixed and covered.
"You called me here so early just to see such a work of art that is not well evaluated as good or bad?"
Wei Ran waited until the flatbed trailer outside the yard drove away, and then asked Alexander beside him. The fact was exactly as he said, he really didn't know how to evaluate the huge piece of resin.
Should it be remembered by future generations, or should the anti-tank soldier be buried in peace? These are two contradictory directions.
But he had to admit that the creator of that work had almost perfectly restored what might have happened at that time.
"It's really hard to evaluate." Alexander still frowned, "I haven't even thought about how to deal with him."
"So?" Wei Ran asked noncommittally.
"Go back first"
Alexander had already walked out of the small workshop as he spoke, "Victor, how about I take your car back?"
"sure"
Wei Ran knew in his heart that the human-refining capitalist was trying to show off, so he simply didn't ask any more questions and waited for the other person to sit firmly before driving back in the car.
While chatting endlessly, we drove the car to the east bank of the Volga River. When Weiyan drove the car into the museum, the flatbed trailer was still running halfway along the road.
"Come with me" Alexander opened the door and got out of the car, greeted Wei Ran and walked towards the museum.
All the way up to the top floor and into the office, Alexander took off his coat and threw it on the sofa. He raised his finger and pointed at a long wooden box with corners on the desk not far away and said, "Victor, put that Open the box and take a look, it's my gift to you."
"What?" Wei Ran asked as he walked to the table and opened the long wooden box.
This wooden box is only fifteen centimeters square, but one meter long. Open the lid, and inside the red lining is a saber with a wide blade and a ring handle.
On the blade of this saber, six carved handwritings such as "Eighth Cavalry Division" and "Zhao Jinyu" can be clearly discerned.
Taking out the silk gloves from his pocket and putting them on, Wei Ran gently picked up the saber and carefully observed the dense gaps on the blade.
"This saber was found in the same place as the broomstick gun I gave you." Alexander said abruptly.
"What did you say?!" Wei Ran turned around and looked at him in surprise.
Looking at Wei Ran strangely, Alexander took a puff of his cigar and replied in a puff of smoke, "I can't remember it wrong. I found this knife and that pistol in the same place."
"Where?" Wei Ran asked.
“Ulaanbaatar, Mongolia”
Alexander answered, "I bought it from a local herdsman's house, almost fifteen years ago."
"The pistols used by brothers Li Hexian and Li Sui'an ended up in Ulaanbaatar?"
Wei Ran muttered secretly, looking down at the saber still in his hand, he couldn't help but become more and more confused. The words "Eighth Cavalry Division" were undoubtedly the unit number, so it was said that Li Sui'an joined after escaping from Teng County. A cavalry unit?
Before he could understand the reason, Alexander said, "Originally, I have been waiting for you to come and ask about the origin of that pistol. I planned to take out this saber and ask you to help me investigate something, but You never came to ask me, so this knife is no longer displayed in my museum exhibition hall."
Before Wei Ran could say anything, Alexander waved his hand casually, "Now this knife is yours too, Victor. I hope you like this little gift."
"Is there anything else we discovered together at that time?" Wei Ran asked.
"No more." Alexander spread his hands, "just a knife and the pistol."
"I like this gift very much," Wei Ran muttered to himself, looking at the saber still in his hand.
"Victor, are you interested in helping me investigate the 'artwork' we found this morning?" Alexander asked immediately, "I will offer a price that satisfies you."
"I'll think about it," Wei Ran responded absentmindedly. His mind was now focused on the saber in his hand.
Hearing this, Alexander smiled, simply ended the topic, and said instead, "I not only prepared a gift for you, but also prepared a gift for the girls who rescued Lilia. Victor, help
I contacted Aurora and asked her to bring her friends to the museum. My wife, Lilia, and I will treat them well."
