In the not-so-warm garage, under Wei Ran's gaze, the metal quill wrote lines of text under the black and white photo.
eagle guarding its nest
On August 23, 1942, during the Battle of Stalingrad, Felix made an emergency landing on Golonid Island and was injured. The next day, he died from a gunshot by his friend Niner.
Nineel was injured after parachuting into Golonid Island on August 23, 1942. The next day, he shot and killed his friend Felix. On the 25th, he was escorted by the local militia to the rear to recuperate.
After recovering from his injuries, he rejoined the combat order and served as a fighter pilot.
He has participated in the Battle of Kursk, the Second Battle of Minsk, the Battle of Liberation of Poland, the Battle of Berlin, etc. He has been awarded the Order of the Red Banner, the Patriotic War Medal II, and medals for victory over Germany.
After the end of World War II, he returned to Stalingrad Aviation School and continued to serve as a flight instructor.
After retiring in 1972, he and his wife Sasha settled in Lipetsk. He died in his sleep on July 25, 1984.
Sasha married Ninerovich after the end of World War II. The two had a daughter in 1946, who died of illness in the winter of the same year. In 1950, Sasha gave birth to a son, named Felix Ninerovich.
Bondu.
On August 5, 1984, Sasha died of excessive grief, and the two were buried together in Lipetsk Cemetery.
Felix Ninerovich Bondu, the son of Niner and Sasha, was a fighter pilot. After retiring due to physical reasons in 1971, he devoted himself to formula racing and achieved excellent results many times.
In 1987, he died unexpectedly due to a track accident, leaving behind a son.
Neva, the adopted son of Ninel, worked as an aviation mechanic when he became an adult. In 1972, at the invitation of Felix, he devoted himself to racing as a mechanic and helped Felix achieve excellent results many times.
After Felix died unexpectedly in 1987, Neva returned to Golonid Island to settle down and raised Felix's son. In the autumn of 2014, he passed away on Golonid Island.
As he wrote this, the metal quill listed the various medals Nineel had received and their corresponding numbers as usual. Then he started a new line and listed two particularly detailed addresses and their corresponding coordinates.
After a pause, the metal quill pen started another line and wrote, "I am the eagle above Stalingrad, an eagle who will pay any price to protect its nest."
Is this the end...
Wei Ran murmured and sighed, watching helplessly as the metal book turned a page, watching the metal quill write casually under the red whirlpool, "I hope we will never meet in the air, I hope we are
Forever friends in the sky."
It wasn't until the metal quill hit the page that Wei Ran reached into the red vortex and took out the floating things inside.
Looking at the stainless steel paratrooper gravity knife with a wooden handle lying quietly in the palm of his hand, he couldn't help but smile. The handle of this paratrooper knife was also inlaid with a line of Gothic text on both sides of the handle. The only difference was,
It's just that one side is in Russian and the other side is in German.
"Let the friendship from the sky continue on the ground." Wei Ran paused and continued to read in Russian, "Let the hatred from the ground be resolved in the sky."
Gently swinging the handle of the knife to pop out the blade, Wei Ran touched the sharp edge and sent it directly back to the red whirlpool on the page. He turned the metal book forward and put the two addresses recorded on it and
The coordinates were copied down.
Hobby
Of these two addresses, one is only in Lipetsk, and the other is located in the center of today's Volgograd. In fact, just looking at that address, we can be sure that this location is also located on the edge of the Mamayev Hills.
And the straight-line distance from my aunt's travel agency shouldn't be too far.
After taking a breath and smelling the strong smell of alcohol remaining in his mouth, Wei Ran finally gave up the urge to go over and take a look.
The time it took to enter the historical segment this time was really not too long, but it was enough to see most of Nineel's life. And the other party's sentence "Her name is the fearless Stalingrader" was somewhat solved.
Wei Ran has always had a knot in his heart.
Waving his hand and putting away the metal book that had completed the task, Wei Ran stood up unsteadily, left the garage, returned to the wooden house next door, and fell asleep with his head covered.
When he was woken up by the sound of car horns outside the window, snowflakes were already falling outside the window again.
Pushing open the window and waving to Ruslan who was standing at the door, Wei Ran yawned and got up from the bed. While putting on his coat, he went downstairs and took out the gift he gave to the professor - the portable alcohol tester.
Instrument, blow hard a few times.
After looking at the value he blew out with satisfaction, Wei Ran opened the thick wooden door.
"Mr. Victor, it seems that I disturbed your rest again?" Ruslan smiled and stretched out his hand towards Wei Ran.
"It doesn't matter, you came just in time."
Weiran shook hands with the other party, glanced at the trailer parked behind the other party and the staff standing beside the vehicle, and asked with a smile, "Let's have a cup of coffee first, or load the aircraft into the truck first."
“Load the car first if you can!”
Ruslan said straightforwardly, "We rented the trailer. They need to charge by the hour, and they dare to take the last ferry back."
"Let's go, I'll take you there." Wei Ran waved and led him to the door of the garage and opened the locked iron door.
Naturally, he didn't need to do the next thing personally, and Ruslan from the museum also had a rare seriousness and carefulness among Maozi. Not only did he carefully take pictures and register numbers of every item throughout the process, he even asked Wei Ran to go one by one.
Signed.
"Take this gravity knife with you too."
Wei Ran also handed over the New Year's gift given to him by Professor Alexei, "They are together, so I think it's better not to let them separate."
"We will take good care of them"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Ruslan, wearing cotton gloves, took the gravity knife with both hands, carefully put it into a sealed bag and labeled it, and then put it and the TT33
The pistol and the P38 pistol were packed into a lockable aluminum alloy box.
After once again confirming the interview time with the other party, Wei Ran watched the other party take the wreckage of the plane and crush the snow towards the dock. At the same time, he also saw his aunt and Professor Alexey driving back, and the people who followed them.
Behind the car was another van belonging to a station wagon.
"Victor, I just saw the wreckage of the plane being pulled away?" Professor Alexei, who had just greeted Ruslan when they met in the car, went to the Ministry of Health to verify it before he got out of the car.
Watch everything you see.
"right"
Wei Ran nodded and replied matter-of-factly, "Even the New Year gift you gave me was taken away by the other party, so my good uncle, you may have to give me another gift."
"I don't even have my daughter..."
"Forget it, I didn't say anything just now!" Wei Ran gave in decisively, pretending that he didn't notice the aunt in the car rolling her eyes.
Professor Alexei shook the phone in his hand proudly, "I was lucky today. I found some valuable clues."
"What clue?" Wei Ran asked curiously, following the other person's topic, and by the way, he also helped Suisui and others in another car pick up two large geese that had their mouths tied.
"On August 23, 1942, a German fighter plane crashed in the village next to us."
Professor Alexei showed off as he walked into the room, "This is a record I found in the museum in that town. The crash caused a lot of casualties to that village. I have reason to think that,
But the one that crashed was probably the workshop... it was probably the one Ruslan just took away."
"A German fighter jet that caused great damage to the village after crashing can still maintain such a complete outline?" Weiran asked pretending to be suspicious, "And there are still people trying to repair it?"
"Forehead..."
Professor Alexei put away his phone and said confidently, "I haven't thought about this question clearly yet, but this is a clue worth digging for, isn't it?"
"Yes, yes," Wei Ran responded perfunctorily while standing at the door, turned to Suisui and asked, "Should we kill him or not?"
"kill"
Suisui, who was rolling up her arms and sleeves, called on the Katenka sisters for help, and took out a Chinese-style cast iron large black pot from the carriage. At the same time, she did not forget to reply, "I compared several recipes to stew the goose in the iron pot tonight.
I found the most troublesome one, let’s make it according to that one, it will definitely taste better than the cheap and tasteless Christmas goose.”
"Are you sure you can make it according to the recipe?" Zhou Shujin asked with interest.
"Of course I'm sure!"
After Suisui finished speaking, she glanced at the Katenka sisters who were eager to try, "As long as you arrange some work for Katenka and the others that don't have to come close to the kitchen."
"It's a pity that these two girls are so good-looking, but they only have to trade for their cooking skills."
Zhou Shujin blatantly joked in Chinese with a smile, and arranged a non-essential job of peeling garlic for the two girls.
The enthusiastic activity of stewing goose in an iron pot has aroused the interest of almost everyone. From boiling water and plucking feathers, to moving bricks to build the stove, to lighting a fire and burning oil, it is a joy to add wood and fire.
Of course, the only person who could not participate was Professor Alexei, who was still looking at the tablet screen, wondering whether and how to make up a historical story.
Even when his thoughts were blocked, this old guy happily switched to the online shopping platform and searched for the keyword "dress for interview".
As darkness approached, two large plates of goose stewed in iron pots were placed on the big round table. On each person's plate, there was even a greasy scroll and a golden cornmeal pancake.
"I'm going back to the travel agency tomorrow."
During the dinner, Zhou Shujin asked while holding a glass of low-alcohol sparkling wine from the left dinner, "I originally planned to leave this afternoon, but obviously I can't catch the last ferry, so which of you will go back to the city with me tomorrow?"
"I won't go back"
Professor Alexei said, "Mr. Alexander and I took a week's leave and planned to concentrate on investigating the matter of the plane on this island. Victor, you must also stay, right?"
"I'll forget it"
Wei Ran took a sip of the cold sparkling wine and said, "I'm going back to the city and going to the museum to see if there are any clues."
"You want to go back to the city?" Professor Alexei snorted dissatisfiedly, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"Let's go back to the city too!"
Suisui, who was holding a big goose wing in her hand, raised her head and said with a smile, "I told you first, we will be in the city for the next few days."
"You guys are going back too?" Alexey's eyes widened, "So I'm the only one staying here?"
"We are on business"
Suisui rolled her eyes, "Besides, if we stay here, we'll have to help you figure out how to hide the fact that you're secretly drinking."
"You will go back with me tomorrow," Zhou Shujin made the decision for Professor Alexey without a doubt.
