Movies are always based on facts, but facts are always more absurd than movies.

A dilapidated Kasang SUV drove up to the Odyssey garrison base, and the heavily armed guards at the gate were like decorations, allowing the car to roar through the gate and rush into the base gate.

The car traveled unimpeded, and a variety of luxurious weapons of war could be seen along the way.

Tupolev and Miguel fighter groups, columns docked on the base runway, suspended payload missiles make it clear that they are not toys. The 24PU1 helicopter gunship painted in army green, with 57mm and 122mm rocket launch nests hanging underneath, is as huge as a steel monster armored tank vehicle, and the faint gun chamber seems to glow with a ghostly light, which makes people instinctively feel palpitations.

Peng San felt that his brain was not enough.

He always thought that the young people who dared to sell arms when they saw people on the street were only second-class or third-class dealers, and belonged to the members of the unpopular society.

But now, he has entered the guard base of the Black Navy in a grand manner.

It's more dreamy than a dream.

The Odyssey garrison base was huge, and it took ten minutes for the car to reach what appeared to be an office area.

Pobby Alimovich Kurishenko, the second-class dealer who was not in Pengsan's eyes, stepped on the gas pedal and stopped the car.

"Hi. Guys, take my word for it. ”

Can you not believe it?

Peng San looked at the various war tools at the base in a daze, his head was foggy for a while, and then thinking about what Kurishenko said, he still couldn't believe everything he had encountered.

Zheng Zheng has gone further in the end, and his horizons are broader than Peng San, who has been staying in Hong Kong, and what he saw and did along the way made him feel that something was wrong.

Ordinary arms dealers, how could they be brought into the Odyssey garrison base.

Really.

"Zheng. Isn't it surprising. ”

A slightly familiar voice came from behind, a tall young man with a hooked nose and white skin who had come here at some point.

In an instant, Zheng Zheng understood what was going on.

Marat Shavic, the two have secretly spoken on the phone, obviously, this is the person Shen Jiannan asked him to come to Ukraine to wait.

No one understands why Peng Er appeared at the most heavily defended base in Odessa.

It doesn't matter, though.

Zheng Zheng stretched out his hand and shook hands with Marat Savage seriously.

"Comrade. Hello. ”

Haha –

Zheng Zheng's serious title made Marat Savage laugh, he hadn't heard such a title for a long time.

"Zheng. You're so humorous. I'm not gay, though. I've never been interested in men. ”

"Okay. What's going on. ”

Marat Savavich smiled and pointed to Pobi Alimovich Kurishenko.

"He is the nephew of General Kurishenko. I just had something to talk to the general, so I'll ask him to pick you up. ”

There was a pause.

Marat Savage leaned over Zheng Zheng's ear and lowered his voice and added in Chinese.

"He's Jewish. ”

What is a Jew?

According to the Judaism law, the Harakka, all those who convert to Judaism and those born of Jewish mothers belong to the Jews.

And the Jews have a well-known adage that nothing in this world cannot be sold.

People's habits are always contagious, Zheng Zheng unconsciously raised his eyebrows as he learned someone's movements.

Ignoring the whispers of the two, Pobi Alimovich Kurishenko took out a cigarette and lit it, and asked Marat Shavich.

"How's it going with my uncle?"

Marat Savage shrugged.

"You know your uncle's character. He was a Hero of the USSR and looked down on such scum as me. ”

"Looks like I'm going to have to talk to him. ”

With that, Pobi Alimovich Kurishenko took a step forward and walked in the direction of the office of the garrison base.

"Zheng, do you think that little Kurishenko can convince his uncle?"

When Zheng Zheng first came here, he naturally didn't know anything, so he could only be honest.

"I don't know. ”

"I think. He will definitely be able to convince old Kulishenko that this guy has only this one offspring. I'm sure he'll make a choice?"

Since ancient times, heroes and famous generals are not allowed to see white heads in the world.

Once upon a time, Dimich Kurishenko was a well-known hero of the Soviet military, leading hundreds of thousands of troops that could hardly breathe in the countries of Europe.

At that time, the old Kurishenko was so proud and beautiful.

But now, he's old.

His hair was gray, his waist was no longer straight, and his face was full of wrinkles.

Looking at his already elderly uncle, Kurishenko's eyes flashed with regret. His parents died in the war, and it was the elder Kurishenko who raised him, and he was alone all his life and never enjoyed life well.

"Uncle. Can you please stop being so stubborn. There are so many things in the warehouse, we sell a little, who knows. ”

"It's the property of the government, and I don't have the right to sell these things. ”

"Oh God. Uncle, go and see, what kind of life are your subordinates, they have not been paid for months, and who do you think sold the missing weapons in the warehouse?"

“......”

"That's the soldier who trusts you the most, the soldier who puts his life in your hands. You're going to let them, let their families live like that? Uncle, do you know how much a bottle of vodka costs now? It's so cold this winter, there's no pay, how do you let their families live?"

“......”

One will be successful, and ten thousand bones will wither.

But there are a few people in the human heart who are not flesh long.

For the hostile forces, the elder Kulishchenko is an abominable devil, but for his soldiers, Jean is the most respectable.

Old Kurishenko's eyes flashed with a look of struggle, how could he not know the current domestic environment, rising prices, and many people even had to sell the coats they bought before in exchange for living expenses.

Pick up the flask in your hand and pour a sip of wine, the inferior spicy prickly prickly makes people's throats burn.

"Bobby, I know what you said. But I need to report to my superiors. ”

Bobby was going crazy.

"Uncle. Who are you going to report to? To Moscow? You go and look at the flag in the courtyard, since last week, Moscow has been a foreign country, you are going to report to Moscow?"

“......”

Old Kurishenko's eyes flashed with dazedness, and he didn't even know how to refute it.

Thirty years ago, he enlisted in the army, and almost all his life fought for the country, faith made him strong, for the country, he did not have time to fall in love, for the country, he fought against hostile forces for half of his life.

But the state is gone.

If the country is not there, how can faith be there?

Picking up a flask full of spirits and pouring a few sips, the loyalty that has been ingrained in his bones makes old Kurishenko subconsciously retort.

"There are also new countries. New flag, new leadership. I'm going to report back to them. ”

Bobby gritted her teeth.

He really can't understand Kurishenko's stupidity.

"Uncle. Are you waking up? Sober up, look at the newspaper, and see what the new leaders of the newspaper are doing. They're busy inheriting their inheritance, they're busy fighting for villas by the sea, they're busy grabbing money, and no one cares. The leaders you know are gone, but the ones who are in charge can't do anything. ”

“......”

Kurishenko did not answer, took the flask and poured a few more sips.

Although he didn't want to know the outside news, the military's intelligence agency was still there, and he just didn't want to know the outside news.

"You've spent your life for a country that no longer exists, aren't you as good as those who haven't done anything?

"Your soldiers, they all have loved ones. Do you want their families to freeze to death in this bitter winter?"

"Uncle. I want an uncle. I haven't had a mother since I was a child, can't you let me feel my mother's love?"

Poppy's eyes were red, tears were in her eyes, and she was growling.

Kurishenko looked at his nephew, who he had brought up, and his dim and dazed eyes regained a hint of brilliance.

"I think. You're right. ”

“......”