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The Chinese in Vladivo still used to call it Vladivostok, the largest home port in the Soviet Far East and the home port of the Pacific Fleet. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Unfortunately, this is not an ice-free port, and whenever Vladivostok enters winter, the Soviet Pacific Fleet has to go south to Cam Ranh Bay in Annam for the winter.

Standing on the hill outside the empty port of Vladivostok, Hu Wenhai put down the binoculars in his hand and retracted his gaze, and stood speechless and silent in the cold wind with some sighs.

Even just from the berths of the Pacific Fleet, you can see what a great fleet it is. The great Red Navy had a military machine that could compete with the Americans, terrifying but awe-inspiring.

Fortunately, Maozi played himself to death, otherwise who would be 100% sure that he would be able to confront such an enemy?

"Today's wind is a bit noisy. ”

"What?"

Korolev leaned against the door of the jeep and lit a cigarette to himself. Although Hu Wenhai's mouth was reading Chinese that he was familiar with, how could he know every word, but he didn't know what it meant?

"Oh, nothing. Hu Wenhai feigned a cough and threw the telescope to Korolev: "I said this naval base, you just took me, a Chinese, to see it, is it really no problem? Aren't you the KGB? Mainly to catch spies, right?"

After Hu Wenhai finished saying this, Korolev suddenly laughed: "If you are really a spy, brother-in-law, then we in the Soviet Union hope to have another 100 Chinese spies!

Looking at Korolev's appearance, he also knew that it was too stupid to use such an important figure as Hu Wenhai as an intelligence agent. What's more, what is the significance of keeping this piece of information about the port of Vladivostok confidential to the Chinese side? Even if there is a need to keep it secret, Hu Wenhai will not be able to see anything from this view.

"Okay, no matter how much you pat me on the back, you don't want to pay a penny less for our business. ”

Hu Wenhai turned around and sat in the jeep and asked, "Where are we going next? Here in Vladivostok, you won't have no partners, right?"

"How is that possible? My partners are located in every inch of the territory of the Soviet Union!"

Korolev got into the driver's seat, slammed the accelerator and drove down the hill.

"Our business in Vladivostok is not only here, but there is no shortage of goods from China. To be honest, sometimes I even feel like I'm living in China. ”

The jeep drove on the road, Korolev held the steering wheel in one hand and the military kettle in the other, and took a sip from time to time between stops and walks.

"Hey, Korolev, you're drinking at this bar?" Hu Wenhai was shocked and couldn't believe it: "How can you drink while driving? It's too dangerous!"

Hu Wenhai could easily tell from the smell of high-purity liquor wafting from the military kettle that Korolev was filled with no other liquid than vodka.

"What's the matter?" Korolev looked puzzled, "How can you have the courage to drive in the Soviet Union without a little drink?" ”

Hu Wenhai watched in despair and trembling as Korolev drunk driving all the way and running a red light, deeply regretting why he refused Wang Ye and Qin Kai's entourage

Safe motherland, I miss you so much!

The jeep driven by Korolev rushed directly into a building where soldiers were standing. Hu Wenhai didn't see the sign at the door clearly, and he couldn't understand the name in Russian, so he had to follow Korolev and rush forward.

Didi's horn sounded in the courtyard, and in a few moments, a sturdy officer in military uniform walked out of the building.

This should be a military institution, not only because of the soldiers standing guard in front of the gate, but also because of the military temperament exuded everywhere.

Geometrically trimmed shrubs and pine trees, spotlessly clean concrete roads, and various military training facilities on the grass are reminders of a disciplined dictatorship.

"My dear Korolev Davarich, long time no see!"

The officer came up and gave Korolev a hug, and it was really two evenly matched men! They seemed to want to split the victory in the grappling, but unfortunately both of them blushed, and no one gave in the towel.

"Barchev, you thief. Korolev hammered him twice in the chest, and then finally escaped: "You say, the two cigarette people who stole from me last time, are you?"

Korolev's accusation made Barchev's arrogance quickly reined in, and he smiled dejectedly: "Korolev Davarich, we are friends, how can friends be regarded as stealing? Besides, your two cigarettes are really superb, what are they called? Is it the pronunciation of n?"

"You bastard, it's really you!" Korolev was furious: "You know this is a special product in China, but it can only be enjoyed by leaders above the secretary of the state party committee!"

"Oh oh!" Barchev's eyes lit up suddenly: "Korolev Davarich, do you still have this cigarette in your hand? It's a good gimmick, I'll buy it from you for two, no, three times the price." ”

Korolev pondered: "There is no such cigarette anymore, but I have another batch there, and the quality is about the same, you can press this story on the head of this cigarette." ”

"Okay, but I can only pay twice the price for this kind, not even one more!"

"Yes!"

"Oh yes, I haven't introduced it yet"

Korolev and Barchev walked over, put his arm around Hu Wenhai's shoulders, and said with an honor: "Let me introduce you, this is my brother-in-law." Hu Wenhai, the husband of my lovely sister Yulia, the ruler of the economy of Northeast China, the owner of the crown of the richest man in the world, the protector of the Manli trade, and the owner of the ST Group!"

"Damn, those two cigarettes you stole were gifts from my dear Hu!"

"Oh, dear Hu, can you sell me some more of those cigarettes?"

"Go, don't insult my brother-in-law with your pitiful money!" Korolev jumped to his feet: "Do you know what level Hu's business is? ”

Korolev's words did not make Barchev angry, but the other party laughed.

"Okay, then let's not talk about business. Barchev made a gesture of please: "It's not too early, I'll invite my dear Hu from China to dinner!"

Korolev Barchev's words were translated, and Hu Wenhai nodded when he heard it, and agreed to the request for lunch.

"Barchev is the commander of the 51st Motorized Brigade of the Far Eastern Border Guards, who holds an important border trade checkpoint in Primorye, and a lot of our products are sold through him and his troops. ”

"Border trade checkpoint in Primorsky Krai? You're not doing smuggling, right?" Hu Wenhai frowned and looked at Korolev: "Otherwise, why do you take such care of this brigade commander in charge of border trade checkpoint?"

"Hey, what kind of care is this?" Korolev shook his head: "Doing retail is the strong point of the army, because the police don't dare to take care of it." Moreover, they are numerous and well-equipped, and they can also be reimbursed for fuel expenses when they use military vehicles for delivery. And for another reason."

Korolev blinked mysteriously, as if inviting credit, and said: "The border trade checkpoint that Barchev is in charge of is not the part of Primorsky Krai that borders China, but the part that borders North Korea. ”

"Ahh

Hu Wenhai was really surprised, and asked curiously: "Is it so difficult that you have already sold the goods to North Korea?"

"For a price difference, goods entering North Korea from the USSR are duty-free, and you can't. ”

Hu Wenhai sighed and nodded, the Soviet Union, as the "suzerain" of North Korea, had all kinds of conveniences in trade, and China, which was not as good as the Soviet Union for the time being, could only endure it first.

"Don't you want to know the capacity of the Soviet market? It's best to come to Barchev, who has a book of retail sales this year. With this book, you know that this business is a sure bet. ”

"I hope so. ”

Barchev's lunch was quite sumptuous, and who would have thought that there would be a small restaurant in the barracks with a decoration that was no worse than a high-end Western restaurant?

A piano is placed on a central square stage, and a woman in her thirties is playing Tchaikovsky's winter memoirs. The gentle sound of the piano does not distract the listener, but it unconsciously brings comfort to the listener.

Around a square stage, four tables are set up in the dining room. In other words, such a small restaurant can only accommodate up to four tables of people at the same time. But judging by its luxury, I'm afraid it's more expensive than a restaurant for 100 people.

"Come and try our caviar, dear Hu. Caspian sturgeon roe, this was a delicacy that could only be enjoyed by the royal family in the past! Only in the Soviet Union can we eat such good food, let's toast to the great Soviet Union!"

"For the USSR!"

Korolev raised his glass and slammed it into Barchiv.

Hu Wenhai plucked a spoonful of black caviar, the grains are full and crystal clear, such food is like a work of art.

The truly authentic way of eating caviar is by no means the bread-sandwiched way of nouveau riche Americans. Instead, fill the spoon like this and put it straight into your mouth and feel the caviar crack in your mouth!

"It's really"

Hu Wenhai made a voice of admiration and nodded again and again: "Yes, it is indeed a rare delicacy." ”

Seeing Hu Wenhai's satisfied look, Barchev snapped his fingers and waited for the waiter to come over: "Let the kitchen wrap the freshest canned caviar for my most distinguished guests!"

"Yes, Brigadier Barchiv. The attendant in military uniform immediately stood up and gave a Soviet-style military salute.

To be continued.