The central city of Western Siberia is the city of Tyumen in the Tyumen region. Also known to the Russians as their "oil capital", the city of Tyumen, like Daqing, was established on the plains as neat, clean and affluent, with a wide variety of industrial companies, as well as more than a dozen universities and research institutes.

The city of Tyumen is also the main transport artery of Russia, where the Trans-Siberian Railway and the strategic highways connecting the interior and exterior meet.

The collapse of the Soviet Union does not seem to have affected the city in the Far East, and the inhabitants are still going to work as usual, going to work and going to school......

The Tyumen railway station is also operating as usual. They transport thousands of passengers and thousands of tons of supplies every day, making them the largest throughput in Western Siberia. This scale may not be comparable to the size of the counties and districts of Tyumen City, but considering that Tyumen City has only one-tenth of the population of an ordinary county in China, it can explain the high proportion of the number of people who come and go.

"Woo!"

The long whistle of the train sounded, and the two maintenance workers came out of the duty room on the platform and walked slowly towards the tracks. The trains are inspected for hundreds of kilometers, and they also have to work as water to ensure that the water on the trains is sufficient. At the beginning of its operation, the Trans-Siberian Railway was carried out in the form of luxury travel, and with the advent of the Soviet era, the once luxurious carriages were all turned into special trains for privileged people, but a set of standards for train operation remained.

"Gavri, go get the pipes. The captain shouted.

"Got it. Is it a truck? This is the first truck I've ever entered today? It's a bit more than the number. ”

"Maybe it's supplies to Moscow again, which is running out of poverty. We're all asking China for help, can you imagine it? Russian Federation, hum ......"

"Captain, be careful what you say. ”

"What are you afraid of. Aren't they talking about democracy? I'm talking about democracy. Despite this, the captain did not continue. Within the Soviet Republic, the farther away from Moscow the Russian city was, the greater the loyalty to the Tyumen City Union of the Soviet Union Chapter 363. Siberia is a case in point. When the news of the collapse of the Soviet Union came, there was a cry in the train station. The captain also cursed the Muscovites more than once, cursing them for abandoning the country for money.

Ironically. Since Siberia supplied more than 20% of the grain of the Soviet Union, the city of Tyumen was well stocked, and government and commercial institutions continued to operate. People here rarely go hungry, but Muscovites who seek the future and happiness starve to death.

"Zla"

The wheels of the train after a long journey sparked, and it took hundreds of meters to stop.

The two inspectors walked over without hurry, carrying wrenches and knocking on the wheels. The flaw detector is a high-end thing, not a piece of equipment that the Soviets like.

On the other side of them, two inspectors jumped off the platform, working carelessly. Whether it is the USSR or Russia, this is what they have been doing for decades. Unlike the European part of the Soviet Union, Siberia has a very small population. It is equivalent to the area of 20 France, and the population is not as large as that of Paris. The problem of employment is not a problem in Siberia, where almost everyone can find a job, and the way of life is completely different from that of Moscow.

It took about ten minutes before they filled the train with water. patted the carriage and went back to their rooms to rest.

"I'm so tired today. Gavri carefully placed his heavy body on the chaise longue, facing the sun, ready to get a good night's sleep while it was still warm. In his experience, that's how much work should be done every day.

"Woo-" The sound of the train's horn was particularly annoying.

Gavri fanned his face vigorously with his hand. As if trying to expel the voice.

The brakes of the "Zla......" train were accompanied by the roar of the captain: "Gavri, bring the water pipes." ”

"What's wrong with that. Gavri woke up frightened, and his voice was very loud.

The captain pointed ahead and said, "The train from the Far East, hurry up, it must be completed in 15 minutes." ”

"What are you doing in such a hurry?" Gavri muttered, but got up anyway.

The captain grabbed the tool bag and said, "Because there's a train behind it." ”

"And ...... How is that possible?" Ghavri had the impression that it was a lot to get a train at the station in 30 minutes, and it was not necessarily 2 hours when it was their turn. So there's plenty of time to take a nap.

"I heard that there were more trains. The captain shook his head and pulled him away.

Gavri reluctantly followed, and once again did the work of the right talent, and the man returned to his chaise longue sleepily, and said drowsily: "I don't know what luck, there are so many." ”

"Who knows, in the past, there would only be such a dense train during the war in Afghanistan. As you know, there are only a few trains in Siberia, and it is very troublesome to have to depart intensively and have to be transported from other places. The war in Afghanistan he is talking about is a war launched by the Soviet Union in the 70s, which lasted for 10 years, with 30,000 casualties, and was also a battlefield where helicopter gunships and Stinger missiles shined.

Gavri struck a spirit, wrapped the blanket that had been prepared on the chaise long, and frowned, "There won't be another war." ”

The captain shook his head uncertainly, "Probably not." ”

But he couldn't say for sure, the Soviet Union had collapsed, and now if someone said that the moon would fall from the sky, he might have taken refuge in Tunguska.

The train didn't leave them much time to wonder, and the whistle sounded again, and Gavri stopped sleeping, and got up sullenly.

To his surprise, the train did not stop on the platform, but slowly moved towards the freight yard of the Tyumen station, and in the distance he could see a group of people waiting there, ready to unload the cargo.

"It seems that there is no war, otherwise there would not have been unloading in the city of Tyumen. The captain breathed a sigh of relief.

"Let's see?" said Gavri, who tightened his neckline and headed for the yard without waiting for the captain's reply.

Only a few carriages were unloaded, and Gavri spotted a few seismographs. The city of Tyumen was born from oil, and everyone inevitably had to deal with the oil industry, seismographs and the like. Gavri visited it when he was in middle school.

"Looks like the oil field is going to be developed......," Ghavri muttered, stepping forward, trying to get closer.

"Stop here. A worker-like Russian stopped him, pointed behind him and said, "We're going to unload the truck." ”

Only then did Gavri notice that a freight train had stopped at the train station earlier, and the door was open.

A jeep painted green. With the help of a tractor, it slowly poured out. The workers in the back waited for the space to be vacated and rushed up. Countless cardboard boxes were moved out.

"It's canned. Gavri licked his lips unconsciously. Siberia is less lacking in cereals, as is light industrial products such as canned food.

The Russian worker nodded and said, "The oil field is remote and lacks food. ”

"Hey. Brother, can you get me a box. ”

Gaffri searched his trouser pockets, found half a pack of cigarettes, and stuffed them all into the other party.

Locally produced tobacco, with its special aroma and punching flavor, was also somewhat well-known within the Soviet railway system.

The Russian worker picked up one and lit it, nodded and said, "I'll help you ask, it will definitely cost money." It is estimated that it is not cheap, and it is a Chinese product. ”

"I'm sorry for you, I've got the money. "Gavri as a railroad worker. I often see products coming and going, and I buy them if I have the opportunity. If you don't need it at home, you can also share it with relatives and friends. There must be people who want a scarce item like canned food.

The Russian worker climbed into the carriage and asked. After a while, the yellow-skinned Chinese stuck out his head. He looked at Gavri, then retracted his head.

After a while, the Russian worker came out again and said, "The boss agreed, a box of cans is 1,000 rubles, and you will be sold a box of 12 cans at most." How much do you want?"

"Just 12 cans. Gavri was not picky, took the money out of his boot and counted it to the other party. At the height of the Soviet Union, 10,000 rubles could buy a private car made in East Germany or the Czech Republic. Now we can only buy 12 cans of canned food, and we have no choice but to spend our monthly salary as quickly as possible.

When the deal was over, Gavri put the canned boxes on the floor and asked, "Can anyone else come and buy the cans?"

The answer to this question has long been given, and the Russian worker nodded: "It can be sold for 50 boxes." This time. ”

"This time?"

"That's right. ”

"Which company's car is this?"

"Dahua Industrial. ”

"Haven't you heard of Russian companies?"

"China. ”

"China!" Ghavri repeated.

At this moment, the "woo" train whistle sounded again, and he had to hurry back to the platform to work.

Unlike the previous cars, this time it was a passenger car.

Gavri looked at the yellow-skinned Chinese in amazement, stepped off the train, lined up in a neat line on the platform, and shouted loud slogans.

Gavri's pace slowed down.

This situation made him think a lot. When he was a Young Pioneer, the oil workers of the city of Tyumen had to line up every day. Workers in some large factories also often hold paramilitary training. In the last 10 years, this kind of thing has been rare again.

"What are they doing in Tyumen?" asked Gavri, who came to the captain's side, subconsciously.

"Extract oil. The captain's tone was dull, and he gestured with his finger.

Where Gavri walked over, the cars that had been unloaded were forming a convoy and driving bumpily along the old railway.

Some of these vehicles were made in the Soviet Union, some were made in foreign countries, but most of them were made in China. Among the various equipment leased by Dahua Industrial, the vehicles and the instruments carried on the vehicles are included.

"Line up and get on the bus. ”

"Line up!" Gavri's unfamiliar Chinese resounded in front of and behind the platform.

One by one, the cars stopped in front of the station, full of passengers, and drove in the direction of the outside of the city, without any intention of stopping.

Some workers got on the bus quietly, some shouted slogans and got on the bus, and some workers sang songs and got on the bus...... The only thing that is the same is a power that Gavri is familiar with and unfamiliar with.

The power, silently surging, surging......

That power made Gavri want to run quickly......

That power seems to be able to make people feel happiness. ！！！