For three or four days in a row, Wan Feng stayed in the base and didn't go out, so he had a rare leisurely time.

The mysterious old man couldn't find him, and he probably forgot about it when he turned his face.

It's normal for people to have a bad memory when they reach their age, and isn't it normal to forget something when you turn your face.

Wan Feng prayed that the mysterious old man would go back and enjoy the happiness as soon as possible, of course, while going back to enjoy the happiness, it was best to forget that there was such a person as him.

Wan Feng took it for granted.

As the saying goes, people are not as good as heaven.

Wan Feng thought that he had escaped from the clutches of the military if he ran away in advance, but on the third day of his return, Comrade Wang came to the base with a smile.

When Comrade Wang came, Wan Feng was chatting with Han Meng in the courtyard of the base, and when he saw Comrade Wang, Wan Feng looked up at the sky.

And he saw black clouds coming from the sky, surging.

Comrade Wang is sitting in Sijitun, and he has come here now, and it is clear that Jiang and Tang have returned to Sijitun.

Jiang Tang and the others returned to Sijitun, but he got here, even if he used his knees, there would be no mysterious good things.

"Comrade Wang, how can I feel bad luck at a glance at you? ”

Comrade Wang laughed: "Boy, do you mean that I am a night owl entering the house?"

"Don't say it, it's really like!"

"It's like a fart. ”

"You said it was, but I didn't say it. ”

Comrade Wang smiled dumbly: "I can't talk about you, someone asked me to send you a book." ”

After speaking, he took out a plastic notebook from his body and slapped it in Wan Feng's hand.

"I had to hurry back, so I didn't have to stay for lunch, and I was gone. ”

Comrade Wang came softly and left gently.

Didn't take away a trace of clouds, but left a notebook.

What does Comrade Wang mean by leaving me a notebook?

Wan Feng returned to his office with a nervous mood, and opened the notebook after thinking twice.

This notebook is indeed like a book, which records a lot of things in different categories, which is simply a mandatory popularization of military knowledge for Wan Feng.

The navy, land and air force are all covered.

All sorts of suppressed artillery, rocket artillery, surface-to-surface missiles, surface-to-air missiles ...

Because I got the main battle tank of the Soviet Union, I didn't say anything about armored vehicles here.

There are not many things on the army side, but there are many more when it comes to the naval project.

What frigates landed, see destroyers, cruisers, submarines, various shipborne missiles, various electronic radars, various marine engines ...

Seeing Wan Feng's head rise, he was dizzy.

And then there are the Air Force, attack aircraft, bombers, carrier-based aircraft, helicopters, air-to-air missiles, fire control radars, engines ...

After reading it, Wan Feng understood that this was the equipment list that the old man had listed for himself.

As can be seen from this notebook, there is no problem with the old man's memory.

Wan Feng even suspected that his memory might not be able to catch up with others.

The military is using him as a cornucopia.

Starting from steel, I either asked for too little money, or because I asked for less money, I became the sheep who could knit sweaters in Song Dandan's sketches, and I was caught and hairy.

It was because he asked for less money that the military thought that he had picked up a cheap price and intensified it.

Next time, it seems that more money will be needed, and the military will not dare to use himself as a 007 envoy.

If he gets all the contents of this notebook back, he can build a powerful army.

Thankfully, there are no nuclear weapons listed here, and if he were to get them, he would have to go to the hospital.

Fortunately, there are no hard and fast requirements for things here, and what you get is nothing.

After reading it, Wan Feng threw the notebook into the drawer and locked it.

And he plans not to look at it again, as for the contents of it, he is going to just mess around with two less important things after a while.

It's not that he doesn't want to get it, it's that the things on it are too secretive, and he is afraid of being gotten into it by Maozi.

The fact that the notebook was locked in a drawer proved that he wasn't going to think about anything else for a short time, and now he was going to ship Dimitri.

On the slow guitar, he promised to deliver the goods to Dimitri in ten days, and now eight or nine days have passed, and tomorrow seems to be the deadline.

I still haven't sent a batch of goods here.

Wan Feng found Dimitri's manifest and handed it to Zhang Zhiyuan, asking him to give it all to Shamilov to transport away.

Materials worth 500,000 rubles are less than 20,000 Chinese dollars here in Wanfeng, and they are just hoarded in a warehouse.

Therefore, Zhang Zhiyuan and the staff in the base quickly completed the batch of goods, and then handed them over to Shamirov's people to send the goods away.

After this batch of goods left, there was no news from Dimitri's side for more than half a month.

Wan Feng thought that Dimitri had forgotten that there were another 500,000 rubles, and if he forgot about himself, he would have picked it up for nothing.

The time has entered November, and the temperature of Heihe is already very low.

The Longjiang River is ready to be closed, and ice ballast has already appeared on the riverside.

Except for the small whispers of fishermen, the rest of the mechanized boats on the river stopped, and the only thing that did not stop was the trading ships that traveled between Daheihe Island and Blagoveshchensk.

When the Longjiang River was closed, it took more than half a month intermittently, and it was estimated that it would take more than half a month to be able to run trucks when the river was frozen and frozen.

That's a month's worth of time.

In this month's time, there were almost no birds in the base, Wan Feng was going to take some people on vacation, like Yang Jianguo, Han Meng, Zhao Gang, Zhang Xian, Zheng Song, all went home on vacation, and the local people stayed and began to stock up.

He had already told Jiang Ming and Guo Wu that the two groups had shipped the goods to him, of course, in winter, they would send those goods that did not have an expiration date, and wait for the beginning of spring tomorrow to enter those goods with an expiration date.

Just as Wan Feng was preparing for the holiday, Dimitri appeared at Wan Feng's base as a businessman.

It stands to reason that although he still owes him 500,000 rubles, he shouldn't come back in person, right?

There is no need, he just needs to go to Shamilov and take the money away, he has already asked Shamilov to prepare half a million rubles.

However, Mao Zi has always been strange, and he can't understand what people think.

Wan Feng thought that Dimitri was here to ask for money, but who knew that this goods didn't need rubles, and he still wanted the goods.

"Still want goods?" Wan Feng asked with a little surprise.

"All the goods!" Dimitri said in a resolute and sonorous tone.

The first batch of goods sent to him by Wan Feng, after Dimitri delivered the goods to Komsomolsk, was originally intended to be distributed to officials above the regimental level in the army as welfare, and this is not an Orthodox Christmas is coming, and they are preparing materials for this.

The Orthodox Christmas of the Soviets is January 7, which is a major holiday of the same nature as the Chinese New Year.

There is nothing wrong with saying that it is the Spring Festival in the Soviet Union.

If the Spring Festival in China is to go home and be lively, then the Christmas of the Soviets is to be lively together.

On the day of the festival, the whole Soviet Union was also bustling, and both men and women were drunk with wine bottles.

If the temperature is cold that day, it is estimated that there will be piles of people who freeze to death.