He rushed back to the Aurora Tavern in a hurry. When he opened the door and entered, he found Anfiya sitting on the high stool inside the bar, typing on the keyboard of her laptop.
"Why are you here? Where are old Ivan and Aurora?" Wei Ran asked in confusion.
Anfiya took out the lollipop from her mouth and pointed at the transport truck parked outside the window, "They are discussing business in the transport truck outside."
"You didn't follow?" Wei Ran asked in confusion. Logically speaking, Suisui would definitely take her with him when discussing business.
"I have other things to do."
Anfiya put the lollipop back into her mouth, leaned her upper body over, and whispered with a hint of excitement, "Boss, there is an extra server in the room on the third floor, which is bigger than what we have seen in the United States."
That better server! The server that was just assembled and the packaging box hasn’t even been thrown out yet!”
"How do you know?" Wei Ran asked in surprise.
"When we went upstairs, the packing boxes were piled in the corridor."
Anfiya spread her hands and said, "Under Aurora's recommendation, Mr. Ivan agreed to let me help optimize the server and network."
"Just optimization?" Wei Ran looked at the other party suspiciously. This was too obvious. He was obviously waiting for Anfeiya to discover the server!
Anfiya smiled brightly when she heard this, "I also need appearance fees."
Seeing this, Wei Ran thought for a moment but didn't say anything. Whether it was because Anfiya happened to meet her, or whether Old Ivan or even Culp and others had ulterior motives behind it. Since Anfiya herself was confident, then this kind of thing
It's not your turn to worry.
After thinking about this, he simply turned around and left the tavern, walking towards the transport truck parked nearby. When he opened the rear hatch, he happened to see Suisui and Maya holding up cups, and Lao Yi sitting across the table.
Wan touched it and at the same time said "Happy cooperation".
Glancing at Anfisa who was making coffee by the stove, Wei Ran said with a smile, "A cup of coffee, thank you."
"Wait a moment" Anfisa responded with a smile.
"It seems that you have reached some cooperation intentions?" Wei Ran asked, sitting next to old Ivan.
"certainly"
Suisui and Maya looked at each other and nodded proudly, "In the future, as long as we send people here, Uncle Ivan will arrange the most reliable driver to take them from the town of Tula to Tuluhankes.
We will also visit all the gathering areas along the way. In the summer, we can still send people over, and then we just need to change the mode of transportation from cars to boats."
"Off-road vehicles can drive themselves, but boats cannot."
Old Ivan put down his glass and added cautiously, "And it won't start until the end of December at the earliest. Before that, I need to find a reliable driver and talk to the gathering areas along the way."
"I think there is someone who can help you with this matter."
"Help me?" Old Ivan looked at Wei Ran doubtfully, "Who?"
Taking a sip of the coffee from Anfisa, Wei Ran said with a smile, "We were able to find you thanks to a retired geography teacher from the town of Needham downstream. His name is Lauritz.
He is the son of a German prisoner of war.
He has many students along the Lower Tunguska River, and if you can persuade him to work for you, what you have to do will be much easier."
"Retired geography teacher?"
Old Ivan raised his eyebrows. Soon, those girls and their children would be sent over. He himself had said that he needed to hire one or two teachers.
At this time, Wei Ran said that there was a retired geography teacher who could help him, which inevitably made old Ivan tempted. And he also believed that "what you want to do" mentioned by Wei Ran was not to receive some people from big cities.
tourists.
Of course, among these trivial information, the one that moved him the most was the phrase "son of a German prisoner of war." If such an identity is used well...
"His wife is also a music teacher," Suisui added with a little regret, "It's a pity that we didn't meet her last time."
"Mr. Lauritz seems to be very famous in the local area." Maya, who is usually quiet and doesn't like to talk much, also commented.
"I will talk to Comrade Lauritz...Mr. Lauritz when I have the opportunity in the future." Old Ivan responded with a normal expression.
"Old Ivan, there is one more thing I want to talk to you about."
"What's going on?" Old Ivan looked at Wei Ran sitting next to him with a smile.
"Do you want more people to know about what happened?"
"Are you an idiot?" Old Ivan asked angrily.
"But someone must remember your efforts and sacrifices, right?" Wei Ran, who had just deliberately asked a stupid question, asked back.
"What exactly do you want to say?" Old Ivan Luo looked impatiently at Wei Ran, who was sitting with a smile.
"Old Ivan, how about you let me take this transport truck away?"
When Wei Ran saw the other person opening his mouth to say something, he immediately sped up his speech and added, "I bought a workshop in Kazan as a venue for a photography exhibition. After it is renovated, there will be a lot of photos taken on the battlefields of World War II on display inside.
old photos, I would like to have this car permanently displayed there as well.
Of course, of course, this transport vehicle is still yours, it will always be yours, and you can take it away at any time. In the future, maybe no one will know what you have done, but at least those who have been to my photography showroom in the future,
Everyone will remember this car."
"never mind"
Old Ivan thought for a moment, and finally shook his head, "No one needs to know what happened at that time, and no one needs to remember it. So this transport truck should be parked here until I no longer want to run this tavern.
, I still have to drive it back to the Fiery Wilderness Rescue Station.”
"really..."
Wei Ran muttered to himself and didn't force it. He just smiled and said, "I will always leave enough space in my showroom for the photos you took and this car."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Thank you for your kindness"
Old Ivan responded noncommittally, obviously not taking Wei Ran's kindness seriously.
For Wei Ran, although his efforts to deceive the transport vehicle were unsuccessful, the conversation just now made him 70% certain that there must be fire information in the safe of this transport vehicle.
Whether it was April in the past or old Ivan today, he most likely knew that the Tinder information was in the safe!
Even worse, even Culp and others may have guessed the answer, but out of some tacit understanding or some kind of pity, everyone is pretending to be stupid and not revealing this matter.
Forget it, let him continue to protect the Soviet Union's property...
Wei Ran sighed secretly and made a decision. As for the Tinder information he had obtained, he would naturally not be able to take it out in a short time. Otherwise, even a vegetative person would be able to include himself as a suspect.
Instead of betting on whether old Ivan, Culp and others would forgive him, it would be more reliable to bet on whether they would bury their bodies intact in the same place.
After figuring out the key to everything, Wei Ran wisely changed the topic, and together with Suisui and Maya, they chatted all over the place with this old guy who had lived in seclusion in the wilderness for more than 20 years.
By the way, Wei Ran also casually suggested that Aurora Tavern might use the cargo compartment of this transport vehicle as a refrigerator to store more ingredients.
Rather than sending the car into a spotless showroom, Old Ivan obviously agreed more with such an ulterior but very practical suggestion.
After chatting with old Ivan for a long time in the warm transport vehicle, everyone finally left the warm transport vehicle and returned to the tavern after drinking a full pot of coffee.
In the next few days, Suisui was busy discussing the sheep slaughtering business with Maya, the actual owner of the tavern, and Old Ivan, the actual operator of the tavern, almost every day. Even the Katenka sisters were not idle.
The one downstairs helps run the tavern, and the other one is busy setting up the server upstairs.
Of course, Wei Ran was not idle either. Every now and then, he would drive to the home of retired teacher Lauritz in Needham Town, taking old Ivan and generous gifts, and finally succeeded in persuading the two.
A retired old teacher went to the pub to take care of the young mothers and their children who were about to arrive.
When Suisui and Maya finally planned their plan, and when Anfiya finally debugged the server hidden in the deepest room on the third floor, there was only the last week left before November. At the same time,
, everyone finally waited for a cargo flight to Irkutsk.
After bidding farewell to old Ivan who personally drove them to the airport, Wei Ran and others, led by chatty Dmitri, boarded the cargo plane again despite the falling snowflakes.
Almost at the same time as this cargo flight took off, another cargo-type IL-76 also landed steadily in Tuluhankes, a straight-line distance of 600 kilometers.
As the cargo door opened, more than a dozen staff members, whose faces were tightly covered by furry winter-proof hoods, dressed as airport porters, each led one or even two children of different heights.
Under the leadership of that person, they lined up and walked towards a Mi-17 passenger helicopter not far away.
Watching all the adults and children get into the cabins of the two helicopters, Gorman, who was leading the team, was the last one to get into the cabin and close the heavy door. The passengers in the row of cabins patiently and meticulously fastened their seat belts.
A moment later, the helicopter took off smoothly under the control of Culp. After circling for a while, it flew straight away from the airport, flying almost close to the scalp of the coniferous forest in the direction of the small town of Tula.
A range of 600 kilometers has already exceeded the maximum range for this helicopter without an additional auxiliary fuel tank.
But in an uninhabited wilderness located at the midway point between Tuluhankes and the town of Tula, Culp drove a cargo helicopter rented from the town of Tula more than a week ago.
Enough aviation fuel.
It took more than an hour to fly from Tuluhanks to this wilderness that didn't even have a name. Before the plane's propellers completely stopped turning, Gorman had already opened the door and took the two girls to jump.
He came down and pulled out the electric oil pump from a white tent under a pine tree not far away.
A moment later, the passenger helicopter turned off its positioning system and took off again. Gorman relied almost entirely on compass navigation to fly at low altitude to a forest clearing twenty kilometers away from the town of Tula.
At the edge of this open space, old Ivan, who arrived in an off-road vehicle, had been waiting for a long time. Not far from his off-road vehicle, there were even several barrels of fuel that had been delivered at an unknown time.
The cabin door opened with a "clatter", and Gorman pointed to the off-road vehicle outside the cabin and said in English, "Go, the people in that car will take good care of you, he will teach you knowledge, and help you plump up your sea."
The organization will help you realize your dreams, and it will also help you complete your revenge."
"Thank you, Mr. Osama." The leading girls thanked each other in unison, and each gave Gorman a gentle hug before jumping off the plane.
Watching these young mothers and their children board the off-road vehicle driven by old Ivan alone, and patiently waiting for the severely overloaded off-road vehicle to completely disappear from sight. Gorman then jumped out of the cabin.
, I carried out the second fuel replenishment work for this helicopter with familiarity.
"Usama, ha! What a good name." Culp sat in the cockpit and joked while holding a cigarette.
"Americans will definitely like this name."
Gorman closed the hatch with a smile, "Let's go back. Now the seeds have been planted. As long as we wait patiently, we will know what kind of fruits will be produced in the end."
