Amidst the low roar of the engine, Apoli personally drove the transport truck backwards into the deserted workshop.
Gradually, the dark workshop was completely illuminated by the halogen headlights mounted around the car body, leaving only the exhaust gas spurting out from the exhaust pipe, leaving a mass of changing shadows on the surrounding walls under the light.
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Finally, when the cab of the transport truck was completely swallowed up by the workshop, Apoli finally stepped on the brakes and immediately turned off the engine.
Almost at the same time, Sharip and Gennady also walked out of the living cabin each carrying a lit kerosene lamp, handed them to Taras and Agavan, who had already climbed on the roof of the car, and came from behind.
The author hung it on a metal beam on the roof of the workshop.
Under the sizzling kerosene lamp, everyone worked together to move various materials from the living cabin and pile them neatly on a cement floor in the corner that was not corroded by ice and snow.
After emptying the supplies in the living cabin, no one dared to rest. They immediately unloaded the excess stuff in the cargo cabin, leaving only ten barrels of fuel, five barrels of coking coal, a fuel generator, and enough food for everyone for a week.
supplies as backup.
After locking the door of the cargo hold himself, Apoli put away the key and said, "The reserves inside are enough for us to return to the camp or rush to the Tunguska coalfield, which is two hundred kilometers away in a straight line, so we will not use the cargo hold until we decide to return.
There are reserves in it.
In other words, everyone must complete their scientific research tasks before the materials we moved out are used up."
"This is enough food for us to eat for two months."
Gennadi looked at the supplies piled up in the corner and joked deliberately, "As long as Apoli doesn't cook, these things will definitely not go to waste."
"Gennady is right."
Sharip, another of the most cheerful and optimistic students in the team, echoed, "If Apolly still goes hunting every day like before, maybe we can last longer."
"I will try my best to catch as many prey as possible"
Apolly spread his hands and said to Wei Ran in the same joking tone, "Comrade Chef, since the furs of wild beasts are not selling for a good price these days, I will not skin them, but I will turn the prey I caught into delicious food.
This job will be left to you."
"No problem" Wei Ran agreed with a smile.
"If you have assigned work, will you help move these things down first?"
Taras, who was still on the roof of the car, held on to the solid wood table tied to it and asked loudly, "Also, Sharip, can you close the door to the workshop?"
"Okay! Right now!"
Sharip quickly responded loudly, called for Gennady's help, and worked together to close the iron door of the workshop to block the cold wind and snowflakes blowing in from the outside.
At the same time, Wei Ran and others also helped Taras and Agwan on the roof of the car, lifting the tables, chairs and several empty oil drums one by one.
It's a pity that, perhaps because of the bumps along the way, or perhaps because the quality itself is not very good, one of the only two tables has a broken leg and a board has been cracked from the middle.
The chair and the oil drum are still in good condition.
"It doesn't matter"
Pavel, who had been silent just now, said with relief, "After daybreak, we will go search the surrounding buildings. When we came last time, I remember there were many well-preserved tables and chairs there."
"Teacher Pavel, remember to bring those two corns, otherwise Comrade Khrushchev will jump out of the photo frame and stop us." Gennady's enthusiastic reminder immediately put a smile on everyone's face.
Pavel raised his voice slightly and said, "I will remember to bring the corn. Before that, let's quickly put up the bed again."
"How about we have a drink together as we have been doing these past few months?"
Dr. Murat's proposal was immediately approved by everyone, and then Wei Ran, who was always thinking of ways to create a character, also deliberately put forward his own suggestion, "In this case, why don't we put the bed before setting it up?"
How about cleaning the living cabin?"
“Our chef really loves cleanliness”
Pavel grinned and said, even though this middle-aged man covered in tendons is a doctor, he is also the sloppiest one in the entire team except for Apolly. The things that Wei Ran swept out from under the bed were at least
Most of it belongs to him.
"Didn't Victor say that?"
Agrawan stopped Wei Ran's shoulder and put a cigarette into his mouth while saying, "He himself said that we should use him as a part of the transport truck. Of course he cares more about hygiene issues than we do."
"How about cleaning the living cabin together and then I get you some delicious food?"
Wei Ran held the cigarette that Agawan forced him to hold in his mouth, took a sip on the flame of the lighter, and said in a puff of smoke, "Of course, if you want to sleep on smelly socks, eat the food Apoli prepared for you."
, I have no objection."
"Don't be like this Victor, what do you need us to do?" Gennady immediately made his attitude clear.
"How about at least wiping the floor, walls and ceiling of the living cabin?" Wei Ran made his own small request.
"It seems that if we want to eat the food that Victor cooks, we have to do what he says."
Apolly, who had just been teased by Wei Ran, walked towards the living cabin as he spoke and took the lead in cleaning up.
Under Wei Ran's instigation, everyone temporarily moved the stove and cleaned it. But when they were about to move the locked iron file cabinet, they encountered strong opposition from the two doctors.
Even the work of wiping the cabinet and even the safe was done by the two of them themselves.
Although there is too much distrust in this attitude, it seems that everyone except Wei Ran has become accustomed to it.
After a brief trial, Wei Ran gave up and rebuilt the bunk beds with everyone else.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After cleaning up the living cabin, Sharip and Gennady were trying to make a perfect table out of two broken tables.
, April also left the workshop with weapons and animal traps, and began to lay traps around the entrances of several abandoned tube buildings.
On the contrary, the two doctors and their respective students Taras and Agravan were hiding in the living cabin at this time. Not only had the cabin door been locked, but the protective shutters were also closed, and they were busy secretly.
Wei Ran was also not idle. At this time, he had already lit the cast iron stove usually used for heating during sampling in the corner near the workshop door, put up the pot and once again played the role of chef.
"Gennady, do you think our scientific research projects will be cut off?" Sharip, who was not far away, asked in a low voice while repairing the broken table.
"This is no longer a question of whether it will be cut off."
Gennady slammed a nail into the corner of the table, "Even if we collect enough samples, even if our teacher extracts and cultivates fire that meets the conditions. But who will send them up?"
"Apolly didn't mean..."
"I mean, in whose name"
Gennady lowered his voice slightly, "In the name of the Soviet Union or Kazakhstan? Or Russia? Belarus? Ukolan?"
"Is there any difference?" Sharip asked confused.
"Of course there is a difference!"
Gennadi glanced at Weiyan, who had his back to them, and lowered his voice again and asked, "You don't really think that it's enough as long as the Kazakh space launch site is still there, do you?"
"Isn't that so?"
"of course not!"
Gennadi said firmly, "This is just like our transport vehicle. If the space launch site is the cargo bay, it can indeed carry our scientific research projects, but where does the fuel come from? Where does the driver come from? Leading to the destination.
Where did the map come from? Even if the car lights that illuminate the road can still be lit, and even whose hands are the car keys."
"You want to say that the Soviet Union is like..."
"To be precise, the Soviet Union, with its 15 member states, is like a transport vehicle that is in perfect condition, has a healthy driver and navigator, and has plenty of power."
Gennady continued almost babbled, "Such a transport vehicle can easily transport our chosen fire to any place, and can easily support us in completing any scientific research project.
By then, even students like you and me who have not finished college, and even transport truck drivers like Victor, may be able to enjoy the fruits of this project together."
Before Sharip could speak, Gennadi, who was usually optimistic and cheerful, sighed, swung the hammer hard and knocked on the nail, and said angrily, "But now! The cargo hold of this transport truck is still there.
Yes, but there is not much fuel left in its fuel tank, and the driver and navigator don’t know where they are, and even the lights are no longer on.”
"But..."
Gennadi shook his head, and still didn't wait for Sharip to finish speaking, and then said extremely seriously, "It may still be able to carry our scientific research projects for the time being, but it may not be able to get us to the finish line."
"So..." Sharip looked at his good friend blankly, not knowing what to say for a moment.
"This is a scientific research project that may succeed, but is destined to never be completed."
Gennady turned to look in the direction of the living cabin and murmured self-deprecatingly, "We not only need bacteria under the permafrost of the Siberian tundra, we also need a complete Soviet Union.
But obviously, it is impossible for the 15 participating countries to re-cooperate for our scientific research project that has not received much attention. In other words, they will not re-cooperate for any reason."
"Is it really... impossible?" Sharip asked with a deep sense of disappointment, "I still plan to participate in this scientific research project..."
"Which one are you asking about?"
Gennady threw away the hammer in his hand, pulled a chair over and sat down and asked, "Make the Soviet Union whole or save our scientific research projects?"
"Save our scientific research projects, of course!"
Shalip subconsciously raised his voice and gave an obvious answer without thinking. Then, he lowered his voice and said, "Don't you hope..."
"Frankly speaking, I think it's a good thing for us in Estonia to choose independence." Gennadi almost leaned on the table that had not yet been repaired, and carefully expressed his true thoughts.
Upon hearing this, Sharip from Belarus shrugged, but did not clearly express his inner thoughts. He just asked, "You haven't answered my question yet."
"Which question?"
Gennady subconsciously asked a question, and then said to himself, "If you want to save our staff project, there is a way."
"What can I do?" Sharip asked subconsciously.
"Sell it," Gennadi whispered, then covered Sharip's mouth, "Don't shout, just listen to me."
After struggling for a while, Sharip finally calmed down and stopped resisting. Seeing this, Gennady continued, "Pasteur once said that science has no borders. If we want this project to continue, it is best to
The best way is to find a 'transporter' for it that is as powerful as the Soviet Union."
"But Pavlov also said that science has no national boundaries, but scientists have national boundaries."
“Are we scientists?”
Gennady spread his hands and asked, "I don't even know now whether I am a Soviet or a new Estonian. What about you? Are you a Soviet or a Belarusian?"
Faced with Gennadi's question, Sharip fell into confusion and silence.
"Scientists do have national borders, but now the scientists' homeland is gone, isn't it?"
Gennady raised his voice slightly and asked, "Victor, where are you from? Victor?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "What did you say?" Wei Ran, who had been eavesdropping just now, turned around and looked at the other party blankly.
"I said, soldier, where are you from?" Gennady asked again.
"Kashan people, we are rich in beauties." Wei Ranhun nonchalantly gave an answer that did not involve nationality, turned around and continued busy cooking meals that did not require any care.
"All right"
Gennadi shrugged, lowered his voice again and said to Sharip, "Maybe Dr. Murat and Dr. Pavel are discussing in the living cabin to find a new boss for our scientific research project. I guess we
The project will definitely fetch a big price.”
"Dr. Murat and Dr. Pavel are not the kind of people you think they are," Sharip argued with a frown.
"maybe"
Gennadi said nonchalantly, "Actually, we two don't have to worry about this kind of thing at all. Don't forget, we can only be regarded as assistants to Taras and Agravan at most, or in other words, we are actually more like workers hired by them for free.
That’s all.”
"That's right." Sharip sighed, "This matter really shouldn't be something we should worry about."
"Since you agree with this last point of view, just be happy as before."
Gennady had already picked up the hammer that was thrown at his feet as he spoke, "No matter what the final result is, our job now is just to repair the table as soon as possible. I can already smell the aroma wafting from the pot, and I don't want to wait for dinner.
There wasn’t even a table when we arrived.”
"After dawn, let's go to the nearby buildings to find two new tables!" Sharip also relaxed.
"Isn't this what we agreed to do?" Gennadi had already hammered a nail into the edge of the table as he spoke.
While the two of them changed the topic, in the relatively warm living cabin, the four Murats also made a certain decision by a show of hands.
"Since everyone has no objections, then the matter has been decided."
As Murat spoke, he stood up and locked a document signed by four people together with the old-fashioned mechanical typewriter into the open iron cabinet. "Okay, it's time for us to go have a drink together, and meet Apolly and
Victor and the others will discuss the follow-up exploration route."
Upon seeing this, Agravan, who had just been kneeling beside the bed and was responsible for drafting documents with a typewriter, immediately got up. Taras and Pavel also got up one after another and opened the steel shutters outside the windows on both sides.
Almost at the same time that the four teachers and students walked out of the living cabin, April, carrying a rifle, also walked in from outside the workshop.
"Apolly, you came back just in time." Pavel shouted from a distance, "We just need your help."
"What do you need me to do?" Apolly immediately took a few steps to meet him.
Murat and Pavel looked at each other and worked together to lay a map on the newly repaired table.
"Let's take advantage of the time before dinner to arrange the next work. Of course, we won't waste too much of everyone's time."
After speaking, Murat pointed to the mark on the map with the pencil in his hand, "Comrades, we will focus on this abandoned mine in the next few days to carry out sampling work.
These are the sampling locations we have planned, there are 26 in total, and the farthest straight-line distance from us is about 150 kilometers. Each sampling point requires ten samplings within a kilometer."
"It will take us at least a month to complete this work." Taras took the initiative to tell us the time it would take.
"Looks like we'll be spending Christmas here."
Sharip was as optimistic and cheerful as ever, "Victor, you have to prepare some delicious things for us for Christmas."
"It's a pity that we don't have goose in our supplies," Gennady said regretfully. "The Christmas goose made by my mother is very delicious."
"Forget about Christmas geese. Even if we have geese in our supplies, I won't make that kind of thing."
Wei Ran spread his hands and said confidently, "But you will definitely be able to eat something you haven't eaten before, I guarantee it."
“We’ll talk about Christmas later.”
Agrawan brought the topic back, "Apolly, we need you and Victor to help us plan the fastest route."
"Leave this matter to me." As Apolly spoke, he folded up the map and stuffed it into his arms. "Comrades, should we pour the vodka into the cup?"
"Leave this job to me!" Before Shalip finished speaking, he had already pulled out two bottles of vodka from the wooden box against the wall.
When the bottle cap was unscrewed, even though the dinner prepared by Wei Ran was not ready yet, the weekly party started without any hindrance.
Under the busyness of everyone, a bonfire was lit in the half oil drum that was usually used as a sleigh. The only table and eight chairs were also placed around the bonfire. Even Mulla
Dr. Te also took out the radio and adjusted it to the music channel.
In the impromptu performance of these Soviets who were about to or were no longer Soviets, Weiran also slowly filled everyone's plates with a stew of staggering calories.
Fatty and lean bear meat, venison steaks with bones, fatty pork and soft and delicious potatoes are mixed in the thick soup with a rich aroma.
Finally, a box of condensed milk and a basket of hot big ribs were placed in the center of the table. At this time, no one was too lazy to pay attention to whether they were still Soviet or not.
Or to put it more bluntly, these people are not selfless in their work, but rather selfless in escaping, but in the waking hours after escaping, they seem to have their own ideas.
After drinking a few glasses of cold vodka, and with the music playing from the radio, everyone hastily decided to take a full day's rest from dawn, firstly to stroll around the mine, and secondly to take a look.
Can you find something useful?
After having a lively meal for more than two hours and drinking an extra bottle of vodka, everyone got into the warm living cabin and fell asleep, shoulder to shoulder.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! In the long night, the snoring one after another made the clean living cabin as noisy as a pond in early summer night, but in the little light leaked from the stove
In the middle, there was a figure quietly getting out of bed, feeling in the dark and gently opening the cabin door.
When the hatch was closed again, Wei Ran also opened his eyes and listened carefully to the sound. After a while, he slowly sat up and leaned to the edge of the window to carefully look out.
However, outside the window was the dark workshop, and the only thing he could see were some blurry reflections.
After some thought, Wei Ran finally lay down on his bed and continued to listen to the cries of the artificial toads around him, while secretly waiting for April to come back.
At the same time, Apolly had already walked around the front of the car, took out a small iron bucket and a small shovel from the cab, shoveled some red charcoal from the bonfire that had not been extinguished, and carried it into the cab, familiar with the road.
The little cast iron stove was lit.
After unhurriedly installing the chimney and filling it with firewood, April glanced at the direction of the rear of the car through the rearview mirrors on both sides. Seeing that there was nothing unusual, he jumped out of the cab, took out the key and opened the door next to the car.
From the tool compartment of the fuel tank, I took out a wooden box that looked similar to an ammunition box, but had a bicycle tire fixed around it.
Carrying the box into the cab, Apolly closed the blackout curtains that he had installed a few months ago. Finally, he opened the wooden box on his knees and took out a backpack with a carrying system.
Yellow-green metal suitcase.
If Wei Ran was sitting next to him at this time, he would definitely be able to recognize it at a glance. This is a spy radio code-named R-394KM, or it can be called the "Swift KM type".
Thinking back when he was learning radio at Hongqi Forest Farm, Weiran even briefly owned his own Swift KM spy radio for practicing radio transmissions.
Therefore, he knew very well that as long as the antenna was set up properly, this kind of metal suitcase with an output power of only 15 watts could easily communicate with transmitting and receiving devices on the same frequency within a thousand kilometers by sending telegrams.
Although Wei Ran did not have the opportunity to see this radio system that he was extremely familiar with at this moment, Apolly would not express regrets about this.
In the faint light provided by the stove, he skillfully pulled out a cable connected to the metal armrest on the top of the cab from the small drawer at the top of the windshield, and connected it to the interface where the radio station was supposed to install the antenna.
Immediately afterwards, he pulled out a second cable and connected it to the power supply port of the device. Finally, he connected the headphones and the plug-and-play light fixed on the inside of the cover, and then Apoli turned on the switch.
Suddenly, the small lamp that could be adjusted at any angle lit up with a soft light, perfectly illuminating the function label words next to each control button.
Rolling up his sleeves, April looked at the time, then adjusted to a channel. He waited until a monotonous and meaningless ticking sound came from the earphones, then switched to a quiet channel, took out his notebook and pencil and waited patiently.
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However, until it was ten minutes past the agreed time, his headphones were still extremely quiet.
Unbelieving, he switched back to the frequency of repeating the ticking sound, and a trace of panic appeared on April's face.
But soon, he took a deep breath, switched to the third channel, and tapped the key on the lower right corner of the radio equipment panel with his fingers again and again.
However, after repeated inquiries were sent through Morse code, there was no response at all.
Unbelieving, he switched to the fourth channel, and April continued to repeat the process just now, but still did not get even a signal reply.
Seeing that there were less than five minutes left before the agreed end time of the communication, April decisively gave up the communication. He roughly tore off the power supply line and antenna, and turned the radio equipment back on as quickly as possible.
He put it back into the inconspicuous wooden box and locked it again in the tool compartment next to the fuel tank.
After getting back into the already warm cab, April felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar and could not feel the slightest warmth.
