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Chapter 668: Supplies left behind by the 4th wintering duty

Without waiting for anyone to help check whether the ladder was still usable, Dr. Pavel climbed up on the ladder and hung the two corns he brought on the nails originally used to hang the picture frames.

"Dr. Pavel seems..."

"His parents were victims of corn farming," Dr. Murat explained simply, making everyone nod in understanding.

After holding on to the ladder and waiting for Pavel to come down, Murat pointed to the few remaining rooms and said, "These rooms are all offices, and there is a radio station at the end. If you are interested, you can go and have a look."

Hearing this, April was the first to walk out of the auditorium, almost jogging towards the room with the radio station sign.

Seeing this, Wei Ran wisely did not follow him, but casually pushed open a room.

This room only has two simple desks and two chairs, plus a locked iron cabinet. On the sill of the only window, there is a row of ceramic flowerpots with only soil left on them.

I casually opened a drawer and took a look. There was nothing else inside except newspapers. I opened the second drawer without giving up. What was inside was some schedules for cultural performances and the like.

After checking all the drawers one by one, Wei Ran, who found nothing, stood in front of the iron cabinet, took out two wires originally prepared for the safe in the transport vehicle, and easily pried open the locked cabinet door.

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Contrary to his expectation, there were a lot of things in this cabinet. On the top metal horizontal plate, there were neatly placed a flashlight, a kerosene gas lamp, a not too big metal oil can, and a

Paper box full of batteries.

On the horizontal board on the second floor, there was only a flare gun and three large boxes of bullets of different calibers. Finally, when I looked at the horizontal board on the third floor, there were even fewer things on it, except for an accordion and a harmonica.

, there is also a bottle of ink, a folder, and a key disk with at least a hundred keys tied to it.

Wei Ran opened the folder and looked at it. He raised his eyebrows. This was a duty patrol record.

Turning to the last page, what he didn't expect was that the last patrol recorded on it was in November 1969.

Flipping forward a few pages, Wei Ran was surprised to find that before 1968, there seemed to be people here on duty every winter. During this period, this document recorded more than once that in a certain month of a certain year, a certain miner team

Or a signed record of a hunter from a certain place who came here to take refuge due to a snowstorm.

He even found a black-and-white photo in it. In this photo, a man in military uniform was sitting on the roof of an ATC59 tracked artillery tractor outside with an AK rifle on his shoulder.

Next to him, there was a woman wearing cold weather clothing and holding an accordion in her arms. The head of a little milk cat was vaguely exposed from the woman's furry hood.

Turning the photo over, it was written in smooth black pen: "Taken on September 29, 1966, the 4th wintering duty. With Dusa by my side, this winter will be very warm."

"This job is really enviable..." Wei Ran muttered to himself, and then put the photo in his hand back into the folder.

Looking at the situation outside the corridor, Wei Ran pried open the door of the lower half of the iron cabinet. Unfortunately, there was only a set of toiletries, a few pairs of socks with wrapping paper and an old-fashioned

It's just a folding razor, nothing else of value.

After thinking for a moment, Wei Ran stuffed the old-fashioned razor into his cuff, took the iron key plate, and then locked the iron cabinet again.

Before he could walk out of the room, Agrawan shouted excitedly from the corridor, "Come and see what I found!"

Running out of the room quickly, Wei Ran saw at a glance that at the door of the room diagonally opposite, Agravan was holding a wine bottle in one hand, shaking it excitedly, "Vodka, I discovered vodka produced in 1967!"

"let me see!"

Sharip was the first to run over, but before he could touch the wine bottle in Agrawan's hand, the latter raised his hand and hid, letting go of the blocked door and saying, "There are a lot of them in there!"

Hearing this, Wei Ran simply walked over with the key plate.

Passing through the door, he saw at a glance that except for a table in the middle of the room, the walls on both sides were filled with iron cabinets.

And in one of the cabinets that had obviously been violently pried open, one bottle after another was filled with unopened wine bottles and some cans that had expired for who knows how long.

In addition, there is a cast-iron stove next to the window, and there is a hoist that seems to be modified from a bicycle. Looking at the posture, it seems that the coal burned in this stove comes from the hoist.

Lifted up outside the window.

"So, after this copper mine was closed, there were still people living here for a long time?" Gennady, the third person who ran into the room, guessed.

"He is the person on duty here. I heard from my friends that after many mining areas around here are exhausted, they will send some people to be on duty in the winter.

Especially since this place is not far from the tributary of the Lower Tunguska River, maybe convoys from other mining areas would pass through here frequently at that time, and they would definitely need help in the winter."

Before the Apolli people entered the room, a voice came from a distance, "And there is a radio system in the radio station. The duty records in it lasted until the winter of 1969."

Having said this, April also walked into the room. At the same time, Wei Ran also noticed that the other party found the key disk in his hand at a glance, "Can you lend it to me?"

"certainly"

Wei Ranhun handed the key plate to the other party nonchalantly, and the latter took it and searched for it, opening all the metal cabinets in the room one by one.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Why didn't we think of opening this cabinet and taking a look when we came here last time?" Pavel said regretfully.

"At that time, all your attention was on Khrushchev." Murat also looked regretful. "I never thought of prying open these cabinets at that time?"

"You were in a hurry to go back then"

While Pavel was speaking, he had already picked up a bottle of vodka from the cabinet, wiped the dust off the bottle, then unscrewed the cap and took a sip.

"You can still drink it!" As Pavel spoke, he raised the bottle again and took a second sip.

Seeing this, the others followed suit and each took out a bottle of vodka, opened it, poured it into their mouths, and then let out various tones of admiration.

But only Apolly and Wei Ran were indifferent. One of them was opening the cabinet in front, and the other was checking one by one in the back, both of them seemed to be looking for what they needed.

Unfortunately, after opening a total of six cabinets, in addition to nearly a hundred bottles of wine of various brands and production years, the rest were all kinds of expired cans and moldy flour and other things.

Without communicating at all, Apolly took the key plate and left the room. Wei Ran also got rid of the drunkards who were betting on who dared to open a can and taste it, and followed Apolly into another room.

There are also two iron cabinets in this room, and there is also a table in the middle. On the table, there is a rusty tool box, a gear wrapped in sludge, and a large handful of welding rods in a pen holder. And in the

Next to the window, there is an old-looking welding machine.

While he was observing the environment here, April also successfully found the key and opened the only two iron cabinets. There were quite a few things in these two cabinets, and one of them contained almost all wrenches, pliers, soldering irons, etc.

Maintenance tools. Stored in the other are various accessories, the most numerous of which are various types of electronic tubes.

"Victor, come here and help me." As he spoke, Apolly had already thrown the key plate on the table and moved out the wooden box filled with various parts from the iron cabinet.

"What do you need me to do?" Wei Ran asked knowingly.

"Move this box of electron tubes to the broadcast room." As Apolly spoke, he had already pulled out the second wooden box.

"What are you going to do?" Wei Ran picked up the wooden box and continued to ask deliberately as he walked out.

"There is an old radio system in the broadcasting room. I'll try to see if I can repair it." Apolly responded to the question while putting some tools in his pocket, such as soldering iron wire.

"Can you still repair radios?"

"What's so difficult about this?" Apolly said half-truthfully, "I worked in a radio factory before joining the army."

"You're so awesome." Wei Ran complimented the other person insincerely, but walked into the room with the door sign of the radio station without any delay.

The room is not big, but it has two large windows at 90 degrees. In addition, there is an old-fashioned radio system placed against the wall.

Although he could not recognize the model number of this radio system for a while, he could tell just by looking at the German nameplate on it that the origin of this set of equipment could possibly be traced back to the trophies that the Soviet Union brought back from Germany after the end of World War II.

"When we were downstairs just now, there was an oil drum in one of the conference rooms and a generator in the corner. Do you still remember it?" Apolly asked as he put the wooden box in his hand on the table.

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"Really? I didn't notice it," Weiran denied.

"Of course"

Apolly pointed downstairs, "I guess that generator must be supplying power here. Victor, how about you go downstairs and have a look? Find a way to make that generator run."

"let me try"

Wei Ran glanced at the set of radio equipment on the table one last time, then simply left the room and headed towards the stairs.

Deliberately wandering around the conference rooms downstairs, Weiran finally squatted beside the old generator, but he was secretly thinking about how Apolly wanted to repair the old radio system.

The intention and the various possibilities behind it.

First and most obvious, since he wants to do this, it must be because of demand. In other words, he currently lacks the means to contact the outside world?

Keeping this possibility in mind, Wei Ran shook the oil drum in the corner. Unfortunately, the light weight did not look like it was still in stock.

But if April wanted to contact the outside world, who would he contact?

Wei Ran continued to think about it as he walked downstairs. Even if Apoli successfully contacted the person he wanted to contact, how the other party would react, and what the disappearance of the scientific expedition team had to do with Apoli's external contact.

There is no direct relationship.

However, until he picked up a barrel of fuel and tried to start the generator that had been there for who knows how long, he still couldn't come up with the most likely answer.


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