On the night they arrived in Plaxi, Weiran and Jima checked into two renovated glass houses respectively.
As night fell, Wei Ran lay on the soft and clean big bed and looked at the clear starry sky above his head. His mood, which had become a little anxious due to various things and experiences in the recent period, also calmed down. And his only regret was that
Until I fell asleep, I couldn't see the expected aurora.
After a comfortable night's sleep, after breakfast the next day, Wei Ran set up a projector in the living room and displayed a satellite map of Plassey to the north.
In the end, they did not walk there as they had agreed on the plane yesterday, because after they came back yesterday, Chris, who was very familiar with the area around their home, gave a negative answer.
According to her, if it was December, even if there were only a reindeer or a few sled dogs, they might still leave the road and cross the frozen lakes to reach the Rat Highway, but now it is cold lakes and lakes
It will be at least a month before the large swamps around it freeze to the point where people can walk on it. At this time, it will take at least four days to hike to the Rat Highway.
This is of course unacceptable to Wei Ran. By the time he takes four days to walk to the Rat Highway, I am afraid that Culp of Hongqi Forestry Farm has already calculated the tuition fees he should pay.
In desperation, the only things we can rely on now are high-definition satellite maps and topographic maps, as well as the photos Ji Ma took along the plane yesterday.
"Victor, aren't we looking for the missing division commander? What can we see in these maps?" Chris asked in confusion as he sat across from Wei Ran with a large pot of scalding coffee.
Hearing this, Wei Ran replied without thinking, "Let's not consider whether a division commander who decides to run away will run away with a flag that is not only useless to him but may even attract more enemies. Even if we assume that the flag is indeed
It is a relic of Zelentsov, the commander of the 163rd Infantry Division, and we have to see if he has a chance to run from the Rat Highway to Plassey alive."
“I don’t think it’s difficult”
Ji Ma, who was watching the excitement, was the first to say, "The straight-line distance is only ten kilometers. In winter, as long as you have a pair of skis, this distance is not that far."
"It's not as simple as you think"
Wei Ran took the coffee and pointed to a map brought from Volgograd and explained, "In that battle, the 163rd Infantry Division crossed the border from the northeast of Suomusalmi, along the lake shore.
The ones attacking south and southwest. On the Rat Highway due east, the main force of the Soviet army that attacked and fled was the 44th Motorized Rifle Division.
Therefore, even if the commander of the 163rd Division planned to escape and was willing to take the fatal military flag with him, as long as he was in his right mind, he should have run along Lake Kenanta to the northeast of the White Sea border. It was impossible to go in the opposite direction.
Go around such a long distance and run to the direction of the 44th Division.
Or to put it another way, even if a division commander fled here with the military flag, it should have been the commander of the 44th Division, Vinogradov, who was shot after successfully returning to the Soviet Union."
"So I have nothing to do with the missing teacher?" Chris asked, holding coffee.
“It’s hard to say yet”
Wei Ran was extra cautious, "It's not unusual for anything illogical to happen in the war years. And according to the current terrain analysis, the difficulty for the division commander to get here is probably far greater than escaping back to the Soviet Union, but this flag appears here."
It's really a bit strange, so I might have to look it up."
"Then I'll trouble you." Seeing this, Chris stopped disturbing him, stood up and prepared to leave.
"Aunt Chris," Wei Ran called to the other party, "Can you change the room for me if it's convenient?"
"What? Are those glass houses uncomfortable to live in?" Chris asked nervously. She and Akeem planned to rely on those glass houses to attract tourists.
"No no no"
Wei Ran quickly shook his head and waved his hands and came up with the excuse he had thought of in advance, "It was because it was so comfortable that I almost stayed up all night waiting to see the aurora last night, so if you can, can you help me change the room? Otherwise
I can't concentrate at all."
"So that's it." Chris breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, "The rooms on the second floor are all empty. You can choose one by yourself."
"Thank you very much. I will move there this afternoon."
Wei Ran quickly thanked him. Of course he didn't really like those glass houses, but those houses were unobstructed and even the only curtains were translucent. He didn't want to scare others when he really needed to use the cowhide notebook.
Under the harassment of Jima who repeatedly urged him to go to the city to find a bar to relax, Weiran spent a whole day carefully studying the battlefield terrain maps and satellite maps involved in the Battle of Suao Musalmi.
Once, and then took Ji Ma to review the Morse code again, and then excused himself to need some quiet time, carrying the flag of the 163rd Infantry Division and the skis to the room he had selected in advance on the second floor.
Not only these two things were brought over together, but also the weapons in the wooden box in the attic were taken over by him.
After locking the door and drawing the curtains, Wei Ran checked the entire room carefully, and then set his eyes on the floor.
Although there were not many items including skis, military flags, submachine guns, and pistols, their origins were varied. At this time, the problem Wei Ran faced was which item he should use to return to that battle.
The first thing to be eliminated is undoubtedly the Luger pistol. If this thing can send me back to that battle, let's put it aside. If it sends me back to the first battle, it will be a lot of fun.
After ruling out one option, Wei Ran thought for a moment and sent the skis into the bathroom. If this thing belonged to the Finnish army, he looked like a standard Asian. The key was that he didn’t speak Finnish, so that was not enough.
Are you rushing to die?
"The division commander shouldn't be carrying a submachine gun with him, right?"
Wei Ran picked up the ppd40, looked it over and over, and finally sent it into the bathroom. If this thing was the weapon of the division commander's guard, maybe his mission would become such as cutting off the division commander's rear.
With a certain death outcome such as buying time, I'm afraid I won't even know where the teacher has gone by then.
So, the only thing left is the Nagant revolver and the military flag? Wei Ran frowned, sitting cross-legged on the stall, looking at the only two things left in front of him.
Can these two be drawn in a notebook? Also, can the weapons in the bathroom be stuffed into the notebook?
Wei Ran hesitated for a long time and finally did not dare to try. The experience of being sent back to the Cold War last time was still fresh in his mind. He did not want to put a gun into a notebook, only to be sent back to a battlefield with those weapons.
"Since we can't find any useful clues, there's nothing to prepare now. Let's try..." Wei Ran looked at the only two things left on the floor, hesitated for a moment and summoned the magical cowhide
