Time arrived peacefully on September 11th. On this morning, the military column also arrived safely in the small town of Kulgan.
The train would stop here to replenish coal, water, and even some cheese to replenish the dining car.
"Another peaceful morning, and look where we are?"
Yang Mingzhi rubbed his sleepy eyes and beat his head hard. He even did a few squats in the box to regain strength in his body that had become flabby after lying down for a long time.
"My dear, don't sleep anymore and come to eat with me."
Patting her body gently, Yang Tao slowly sat up, looking dizzy.
"Hey, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
"No. I'm just a little... a little bored."
"There's nothing we can do. We all wanted to sleep in a peaceful place, but the train swayed all night. Just bear with it, we're almost at our destination. Where are we now?"
Today's breakfast was richer than before, and even ordinary soldiers drank porridge made of fresh milk and oats. Because he was a general, Yang Mingzhi received higher treatment, and a piece of cheese appeared on his plate!
The cheese has a soft and waxy texture, a slightly smelly smell, and a salty taste that leaves you with an endless aftertaste.
He quickly understood the source of a large amount of dairy products. It turned out that the military train was docked in the city of Kurgan, which was very close to Petropavl.
Petropavl will be the major station we pass through at noon today, and it is also the only major station not in Soviet Russia.
Just as Yang Mingzhi and his wife were sitting across from each other and tasting delicious Kazakh cheese, conductor Semyonov walked into the box with a smile.
"How is everything? Comrade General?"
"Are you okay?" Yang Mingzhi is really comfortable? Bah! I feel really uncomfortable all over. "Ah, it feels okay. Look, this piece of cheese is big and yellow, just like this military column, big and long."
"Ah...it seems you are not satisfied."
"Of course." Yang Mingzhi shrugged, with a smile on his face; "I almost collapsed during the long journey. Can you tell me which stop is next? You told me when you set off, if everything goes well,
We will arrive in Novosibirsk this morning. In my opinion, we are still far from our destination."
"Are you very concerned about this matter? I'm sorry! I'm really sorry! Because we pulled too much cargo, the train couldn't run fast. Besides, we always faced rainy weather in Europe. For safety reasons, we couldn't go at high speeds.
"
"You didn't answer my question!"
"Okay. We will arrive at Petropavl around noon, which is a city in Kazakhstan. Next, we will also stop at Omsk. After passing that city, we will arrive at the terminal."
"Where's the time?"
"Tomorrow!" the conductor straightened his body and promised, "I guarantee with honor that we will arrive on the 12th. If I fail, I will resign as conductor and become a driver or a stoker."
"Forget it." Yang Mingzhi shook his head with a tight mouth, "Even in the last two seconds of September 12th, the military column arrived on the 12th. I don't care whether you resign, I only care about myself.
Mental state. If I travel a day longer, my energy will weaken a little. I have to tell you that my time is very precious."
"I...I understand what you mean. It seems that we need some adventures in the next time."
"Adventure? What adventure?"
"It's time to speed up! Comrade General. We are walking on a one-way road now, and there will no longer be a car turn. When we get to Petropavl, I will contact the dispatching agency to ask the car in front of us to speed up, so that we can move quickly.
"
"Go ahead and do it. I have only one request. Tomorrow night, I must sleep on a real bed, not this train box! You can leave now."
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The design sketch of the firearm has been completed, and it must be handed over to his close comrades as soon as possible. Yang Mingzhi estimated that when he went to Novosibirsk, the comrades of the Weapons Design Bureau, as well as Liguschkov and others were involved.
Very understanding.
In particular, those from the Weapons Design Bureau must have done a good job of welcoming them, and they were just waiting for me, the "Design Director," to arrive.
At 12:30 noon, the military train arrived in Petropavl and stopped for two days in the afternoon, when the train continued its journey.
Yang Mingzhi’s understanding of Kazakhstan was also very limited. The Kazakhs worked hard to resist the invasion of Tsarist Russia, but were eventually annexed by Tsarist Russia. They eventually resisted Tsarist Russia’s rule and became one of the founders of the Soviet Union.
Now, the spirit of the 28 Panfinov warriors is being promoted again. Regardless of whether this is true or not, the Kazakhs do not hesitate to believe that this is the fact. Because it is the glory created by the Kazakhs and the glory that belongs to the Kazakhs.
The train finally arrived in Asia. The troops recruited by the Soviet army in Asia were increasingly composed of ethnic minorities. If Germany integrated various ethnic groups from Western and Southern Europe to attack the Soviet Union, the Soviet Union integrated the input of hundreds of ethnic groups from Eastern Europe and North Asia.
Defense battle. Even deer hunters who have lived in the coniferous forests of North Asia for generations can reach the city walls of Berlin.
Yang Mingzhi had a premonition that if he continued to command the army in the future, the troops under his command would probably have a large number of oriental faces, as if after seven hundred years, the "Mongolian army" had once again attacked the city of Vienna.
The military train was running wildly throughout the afternoon. It was said that the train had speeded up, but the scenery outside the window still slowly disappeared. Yang Mingzhi could not feel where the speed was at all.
The sky was getting dark again, and the scenery outside the window was the same. Seeing the green Siberian coniferous forest, I was really impressed by the purity of nature when I saw it for the first time, and I got tired of it after seeing it too much.
Every scene is very familiar, and the occasional small lake brings a little interest.
There was nothing to appreciate, so Yang Mingzhi took an early rest and fell into a dull sleep until ten o'clock in the evening when the train suddenly stopped - it arrived in Omsk safely.
Is there anything special about arriving in a new city? Yang Mingzhi originally wanted to continue sleeping outside the door, hoping that when he woke up again the train would have arrived in Novosibirsk.
There was a light knock on the box door: "Comrade General, I am Feliudov, please open the door."
"Is there a problem?"
"I want you to come out, and Comrade Berekova. We have arrived in Omsk, and I found some good things in the local train station store."
"What a good thing it is." Curiosity drove his lazy body to get up, and Yang Mingzhi also woke up his wife, "Stop sleeping, let's go down and get some fresh air."
"Breathable? Gaha, it's very cold. Just keep sleeping."
"The shops here have something special, let's go and have a look."
The hard chocolate is delicious, and the brown and black cola is addictive. Maybe there are stores here? Starfruit thought, he was even more awake after he came, so it would be good to get out of the car and buy something new.
This was already the hinterland of Siberia, and the night was cold. The couple put on thick coats, especially star fruit, and the expensive mink velvet coat was too warm.
The soldiers didn't care about the cold. Some of them still stayed on the roof of the car and smoked leisurely. More people gathered together to smoke on the gravel-filled roadbed, making the dimly lit military columns dotted with stars. Even more surprising.
Yes, Yang Mingzhi found a soldier drinking!
"You are indeed an old man. Could it be that you hid the wine all the way and saved it to drink when the weather gets cold in Siberia?" After appraising those guys, Yang Mingzhi continued walking.
The couple, Second Lieutenant Grishenko and his party, and more than ten people were following Felyudov.
"Comrade, you have investigated and found out that the store will still be open at this time?"
"Of course! If there is no investigation, how can we invite you down? State-owned stores always want customers to come. Besides, you should also consider the national conditions of the alliance. Comrade Leader ordered the soldiers to only drink one hundred milliliters of vodka a day. As for whether there is supervision or not,
It’s hard to say, especially at night, I hope you can understand..."
Feliudov deliberately lied about it, and Yang Mingzhi guessed that the situation in the store must be related to the wine.
When a group of people entered the station, they felt as if they had entered a warm paradise. Central heating is implemented throughout the city, and heating has been extended to all industrial areas and residential areas. Only this benefit measure allows the city of Omsk to survive in a cold place.
sustainable development.
Yang Mingzhi quickly understood the reason why Feliudov insisted on coming by himself - wine.
The shop inside the station is quite busy now, for no other reason than the night watch clerk decisively placed bottles of vodka from the warehouse on the counter so that people who got off the train could buy them.
Even if a bottle of vodka is deliberately priced at twenty rubles a bottle, people still flock to it.
Perhaps it is because Russians are naturally fond of alcohol. Feliudov's eyes were already shining: "Comrade General, if you can, you can buy them all."
"Forget it! Drinking will damage your liver, and I don't want to drink too much."
"How can you drink alcohol? I am against it too. But when the temperature reaches minus 20 degrees, a bottle of vodka will make you feel as comfortable as under the summer sun."
"Forget it, drinking won't keep you warm, it will only make you lose heat quickly. Drinking when you're cold is a recipe for death! I'd rather drink a glass of kvass."
"No! Wine is really a good thing. Of course, I guess there are more good things in their warehouse. General, do you need kvass? Now I am going to exercise my authority to check, maybe I can find it."
The night store clerk did not expect that there was a person from the Ministry of Internal Affairs among the customers, and they suddenly panicked. Why? The store is now open in violation of regulations, and it is selling unlimited alcohol in violation of regulations.
Felyudov said: "You take out the best things in the warehouse, and we will pay for them. I will not pursue you secretly selling wine."
Is there anything else you want to refuse? Feliudov followed the clerk and deliberately looked at Yang Mingzhi and winked.
Maybe this guy can dig out some more treasures? Yang Mingzhi originally wanted to go back, but if that guy found the hidden Coca-Cola again, he would not hesitate at all today, and he would have to buy it no matter how high the price was!
…
Yang Mingzhi was looking forward to it, but no one came out.
"Forget it, let's go sit on the bench. It's really warm here?" He held his wife's back, but she shook her head.
"We can leave this train station and enter this city after passing that gate. What is it called here? What is it?"
"Omsk. Let's go."
Suddenly, Grishenko came over and said, "General, we shouldn't leave the train station."
"It's nothing. Send someone to talk to the conductor. I'll just hang out in the square of the train station. It won't take long."
The couple entered the city surrounded by people. Everything was as Yang Mingzhi imagined. The large square was empty, and only the cold wind whistled on the cement floor. There were some street lights on the streets in the distance, and each light was dim.
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But the city is not depressed. The quiet night highlights the noise of the factory. Countless clanging sounds gather together. Yang Mingzhi feels that maybe the entire city is mass-producing tanks?
It was still too cold outside, so the two of them stood there for less than ten minutes before going back.
Ten minutes passed and Feliudov seemed to disappear. In fact, he found a large amount of wine in the warehouse and was looking for a corner to smoke.
Finally, after dawdling for more than ten minutes, Feliudov felt that the plan was completed, so he ordered a few night-time clerks to help move out two boxes of wine.
"Ah! Comrade General, I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long. I thought they had something rare. I spent a lot of time looking for it, so I just had to interrogate them. I didn't expect that there is no kvass, only vodka. Do you think we can
Buy them all?”
"You..." Yang Mingzhi was speechless and couldn't hit the smiling person with his hand. He simply shook his head: "Go and buy it yourself. It's best to drink it all before arriving in Novosibirsk."
Feliudov shrugged and said bluntly: "Since you are unhappy, I won't buy it." After that, he motioned to the staff to move the wine back.
On the way back, Feliudov had an expressionless face, as if he was angry.
The feeling that he had done something wrong made Yang Mingzhi very unhappy. He also knew that Felyudov himself was by no means an economical person, and his performance in Nizhny Novgorov was based on his poor feeling.
But he definitely didn't know that beneath Felyudov's calm appearance was an excited heart.
As long as he finds a reason to trick the general and his wife out of the car, Castelliola will have the opportunity to implement the plan. In maybe more than half an hour, everything will be completed.
The group of people got on the car, and Castelliura was already waiting in the car. He even complained: "General, I heard that you left the train station?"
"Yes."
"Oh, thank God you are safe. If something happened to you, we would all suffer."
"Is this a criticism?" Yang Mingzhi shrugged, "You'd better tell Feliudov, he was the one who coaxed me down. Humph, I got nothing."
After saying that, Yang Mingzhi took his wife's hand and returned to his private room, closing the wooden door directly. But for a recent moment, I felt a strange sense of disobedience. What's going on?
Yang Mingzhi didn't think much and continued to lie wrapped in a blanket, just waiting for the military train to start again.
In the lobby of the luxury carriage, Feryudov and Castliura exchanged glances - the plan was successful. (To be continued)