Chapter 209 Trivial matters before returning to China
After completing the final assessment of the skydiving course and returning to the abandoned military base, Teacher Dalia uncharacteristically praised both Wei Ran and Jima, and rarely found any fault with them. This was a scene that went against common sense.
On the contrary, it made Wei Ran and Ji Ma feel excited.
Outside the abandoned military base, the two of them watched Dalia fly the An-2 aircraft painted in the red flag forest farm soaring upwards, and for a moment they didn't come back to their senses.
Ji Ma rubbed his sore neck and said, "Victor, am I not dreaming? Just now, Teacher Dalia praised me for my talent as an airborne soldier?"
"It's us, not you." Wei Ran corrected miserably. Even though Teacher Dalia seemed to be much easier to talk to than Culp, it was not easy to get her praise.
"You two have time to discuss these useless things here, why not complete the last skydive as soon as possible."
Alili, who was standing not far away from the two of them, pointed at the door of his plane and reminded, "Don't forget, Teacher Dalia asked me to randomly drop you 20 kilometers around the military base, and then you have to leave this afternoon.
I rushed back by myself before four o'clock."
"Otherwise we will have to go back to Inta ourselves."
Misha in the cabin reminded, "Not only will Victor not be able to catch the flight back to Kazan, Jima, you will also not be able to catch the group of tourists coming from China tomorrow."
"Let's go! Don't waste time!"
As soon as Ji Ma heard that it might delay his career in making money, he immediately stopped quarreling with Wei Ran, who was more anxious than him. He couldn't wait to return home as soon as possible.
After the two of them got into the plane carrying the parachutes they had just folded not long ago, Alili immediately started the plane and took off and circled around the abandoned military base. According to Teacher Dalia's previous request, he randomly dropped the two of them into the plane.
The north and south directions of the military base.
"Ariri, safe landing."
After landing, the aircraft skillfully folded up its parachute, and at the same time did not forget to communicate on the radio with the aircraft still circling overhead.
"See you at the military base," Alili responded to Wei Ran while already controlling the plane to fly to the area where he was going to drop Jima.
Waiting patiently to stop hearing the roar of the plane, Weiran did not rush to set off. Instead, he took out a red scarf from his bag and chose a pine tree that was backed by a hillside and was pleasing to the eye and of suitable thickness.
On top.
After retreating a full kilometer on his skis, Wei Ran looked above his head again to make sure there was no plane staring at him, and then he took out the anti-tank gun from the metal book.
Both expected and unexpected, while the sight obtained from Alexander half a month ago became brand new, all the inscriptions on it representing the manufacturer and serial number had also disappeared.
Stomping the two large frames into the thick snow, Wei Ran sat down on the parachute bag, reached out to hold the anti-tank gun mounted on the gun carriage, and expertly cranked the crank three times to the left and three to the right to open the bolt.
Then he moved the muzzle of the gun slightly, and used the high-magnification sight to target the pine tree wrapped in a red scarf one kilometer away.
I have to admit that although this sight made by Switzerland during the war years was heavy and fancy, it was quite effective. Even from such a distance, you could see clearly.
With a crisp "click" sound, Weiran pulled the bolt release button, and a tracer bullet was pushed into the barrel of the gun.
"boom!"
Amidst the dull gunfire, the tracer bullet with a bright tail penetrated into the snow-covered hillside about ten meters away from the pine tree.
Gently twisting the adjustment button, Wei Ran once again aimed at the pine tree and pulled the trigger. Under Wei Ran's repetitions, the fourth tracer bullet finally hit the thigh-thick pine tree hard, with huge kinetic energy.
The shock caused the pine tree that was shot to shake off the snow on its crown.
However, Weiran was not satisfied. Instead, he took the time to repeatedly change the types of ammunition and matching muzzle brakes. It was not until the pine tree was interrupted with armor-piercing and high-explosive bombs that he was satisfied to take back the anti-tank gun and pick it up.
shell casings, and then continued to retreat for one kilometer on skis.
He set up the artillery truck again and fired all the types of ammunition he had at the half tree stump. Only then was he satisfied with cleaning up the scene, and rushed towards the abandoned military base on his skis.
Today was already the 30th, and he couldn't miss his evening flight. After all, even if he wanted to go back to the country immediately to kill the anti-tank, he still had to abide by the agreement and deal with the interview that Alexander had obtained in exchange for the scope.
On the other hand, he was also planning to complete Noah's commission as soon as possible before going back, so as not to worry about it all the time.
While thinking about the itinerary for the next half month, Wei Ran also returned to the abandoned military base.
Although the distance of 20 kilometers is far, fortunately, the time is long enough, and there are skis. In addition, in the past few days, almost every time I went back after skydiving, so whether it is for Weihan or Ji Ma Lai
He said that although this journey is tiring, it is no longer a challenge.
After successfully ending his last day in Inta, Wei Ran said goodbye to Jima who was going to stay in Inta to receive Chinese tourists. After notifying Ralf in Germany, he took a flight back to his work in Volgograd alone.
room.
The first thing I did when I came back was naturally to replace the ammunition of the anti-tank gun with the 70 rounds that came with it in the ammunition box and magazine when I got it. After all, the ones I bought with money later were from the last century.
There is a great possibility that the "new goods" of the 1980s will not be brought back to the World War II period.
As for the second thing, he was invited to participate in the TV station's interview with Alexander as a guest. This was not a big deal, and Dalia had been informed in advance and approved by Inta.
Moreover, the interview itself was unexpectedly simple and relaxed. Alexander seemed to just want to show off his connections and had no intention of taking credit for discovering the photo.
After repaying the favor, Alexander did not let Wei Ran leave directly. Instead, he gave him a small gift.
"What is this?"
At the other party's signal, Wei Ran opened the plastic box on the table, and then discovered that it contained a silencer with a sight and a threaded barrel.
"Remember the pistol I gave you last time?"
Alexander smiled and said, "By replacing this barrel, you can install the latest silencer produced by my gun modification studio. Remember to give me some feedback on your experience when the time comes."
"Then I'm not welcome."
Wei Ran happily accepted this small gift, but also remembered another thing, so he followed the topic and asked, "Mr. Alexander, do you have the spare magazine for that pistol here?"
"Of course, how much do you want?" Alexander asked with interest.
"If it's convenient...10 of them?"
Wei Ran said with some embarrassment that although his food box only has two layers, the "height" of each layer is not low enough to put the pistol magazine in vertically. This can save a lot of space. As for
Whether changing to a magazine can bring back the battlefield, naturally you can only know if you try it.
"Federer, go get 10 pistol magazines." Alexander said happily to Federer's manager who was standing behind him.
Upon hearing this, the latter immediately walked into the back room of the gun modification studio and soon took out ten magazines.
After taking the magazine, Weiran was naturally grateful, but at the same time he declined the invitation to have lunch with him on the pretext that he had to catch a flight to Finland.
After leaving Alexander's private museum with the gift, Wei Ran drove the car across the Volga River, immediately found a roadside stop, took out the pistol in the metal book, replaced the threaded barrel, and then screwed it on
Put on the silencer.
"I hope I can put it in!" Wei Ran anxiously took out the metal book, opened it, and tentatively put the pistol with a silencer in.
"It's done!"
The pistol floating in the red whirlpool immediately made him relax. This was a small surprise for Wei Ran. Even though it just had an extra silencer, it might be able to save lives at some point.
Withdrawing his gun again, Wei Ran took out the food box and pressed all the bullets on the first floor into the magazine he just came from. In this way, half of the space on the first floor was successfully freed up, which was enough for him to insert
Add some seasonings that can turn smelly insoles into delicious food.
Satisfied, Weiran started the car again, drove straight to the airport, and boarded the flight to Finland.
After a long and boring flight and transfer, it was already the morning of Labor Day when the flight finally landed at Kittilä Airport, and Ralph, who had arrived here early, had already been waiting for a long time.
"Did you bring your pocket watch and the ink-stained document?" Wei Ran asked the question he was most concerned about after seeing the other party.
"Bring it, bring it all."
Ralph, with his messy hair, quickly raised the briefcase in his hand, "The car has been rented, and the flight ticket to China from this airport tomorrow night has been bought for you."
"Then don't waste time, let's go now!" Wei Ran urged impatiently, he didn't want to waste too much time here.
"Follow me!" Ralph was obviously more urgent than Wei Yan. He led him into a car in the parking lot and immediately started the car.
The distance was only 80 kilometers, and it was just noon when the car drove to Muonio. However, no matter how much Ralph asked along the way, Wei Ran said nothing about the investigation process, even though he had already thought about it.
Good excuse.
"Victor, do we want to have lunch first?" Ralph asked while waiting for the red light. He rushed here early this morning, but in order to wait for the fire, he never had a serious meal.
Where is the thing?
"Need not"
Wei Ran, who was sitting in the co-pilot and staring at the navigation, shook his head, "We'll be there soon. Turn right at the next intersection and drive until you reach the Muonio River."
Ralph nodded helplessly, and when the light turned green, he immediately stepped on the accelerator and drove to the door of an old-looking small hotel by the river under Wei Ran's guidance.
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