Chapter 604: Guerrillas

The north wind is blowing, as if the goose feather snow that has not stopped since the beginning of the world is still sprinkled. Snow curtains are laid out in the mountains and forests. The surrounding pinnacles, like icebergs, are carved zigzag on the edge of the black sky base. Knee-high layers of snow filled the ravines, covered the ridges, and disguised the trenches, in exchange for a quiet and pleasant picture, which was then torn apart by the fierce winds of Siberia. It roared like a charge, and violently lifted the snow veil, and flew through the trees and ravines......

In a secluded valley near Lake Baikal in Selenginsk, people built one wooden house after another with thick logs, and these small wooden houses seemed to be deliberately embedded in the valley at random, and naturally formed a village, although the sky was already bright, but still no one came out to walk around, and it seemed that all this seemed so peaceful, in the words of later generations, it was very harmonious

This village is one of many military villages in Siberia, and in layman's terms, it is a place dedicated to the families of military personnel. The majority of these villages are young women, and most of them are Russian women, and only a small number of Chinese women are Chinese.

With the gradual deepening of Chinese influence in Siberia, Siberian Russian women and Chinese men have more and more contact, coupled with the increase in Chinese immigrants and garrisons to Siberia, the situation of intermarriage between the two parties has also become common.

Many Chinese soldiers in Siberia have found a blonde and blue-eyed Russian woman, and Russian women have gradually believed in the advantages of Chinese men after having more contact with Chinese men. Well, in the original words of Stiana, the daughter-in-law of Liu Guodong, a sergeant of the Siberian border guards, that is, although the muscles of Chinese men do not seem to be as developed as Russian men, and their general size is not as tall as those Russian macho men who are more than 1.9 meters or even more than 2 meters tall, but we marry men to live, not to participate in fighting competitions, why do you want to be so tall to find a husband, if you are looking for a man for the sake of being tall, you might as well find a polar bear to marry, their weight of nearly a ton is guaranteed to make you feel crooked.

Relatively speaking, Russian men will do romantic things on the surface, such as giving you a bouquet of flowers and saying something very nice, but they are alcoholics, do not go into the kitchen, do not do housework, have a short temper, and beat their wives after drinking, which is their common problem. In the hearts of Russian women, Chinese men do not drink heavily (which is a completely different concept from drinking), take the initiative to take care of housework, have a gentle temperament, and have a strong family concept, and these Chinese men have advantages that Russian men do not have. Therefore, the idea of finding a Chinese man as a husband in Siberia is very popular nowadays.

Liu Guodong opened his eyes, stretched his waist, which was still a little sore because he worked too hard last night, stretched out his hand to the warm quilt, and gently put Stiana, who was still lying in his arms, aside, and quietly got up and dressed. But what he didn't notice was a gentle gaze watching him behind him.

As if sensing something, Liu Guodong turned around and saw his wife opening her eyes and looking at the fight gently. In fact, when her husband got up, Sitiana woke up, and he found that her husband was going back to the army again, although she was very reluctant to let her husband go, but she was still very virtuous to get up from the warm quilt and dress up and help her husband

Pack your backpack. She found out that the next time she saw her husband would be after next month. Although Liu Guodong's outpost is only fifty kilometers away from the family village, it takes only a month to go home, and he can only stay for a week at a time, but even so, Sitiana is already very satisfied.

Since Liu Guodong rescued Styana from the brutal Russian grain conscription team more than a year ago, Styana identified this man until he married her half a year ago. Since marrying Liu Guodong, Stiana has realized that the Russian sisters who married before her are indeed right. The Chinese man does take care of his family very much, just like his husband Liu Guodong fried a good dish, every time he came back, he would make food for Stiana, and he also sent her younger brother to Chita to study, Sitiana felt that she was very satisfied to find such a husband in this life, and she had a man who did not drink too much, did not beat his wife, and still took care of his family, what is there to regret in this life.

However, in recent times, the Russian guerrillas from the west have been more active, and Stya often heard that the nearby outposts were often attacked by the guerrillas, causing some casualties, which made Styana very worried about her husband's safety.

Silently helping her husband bring all the weapons, carefully checking her husband's bullet belts, guns and bayonets, etc., Stiana found that these sons were her husband's second life outside.

After checking the weapons and ammunition, Stiana hugged her husband hard, and a warm kiss rained down on Liu Guodong's face. Now Liu Guodong is familiar with his wife's Russian enthusiasm, and he doesn't blush when he kisses him like he did half a year ago.

Liu Guodong, who was dressed and equipped, and his wife worked together to push open the door, but the thick snow had blocked the door, and it really couldn't be opened if they didn't use force.

As soon as the door opened, a biting cold wind blew in, and the only feeling was that it was really cold, and the air seemed to freeze the nose, eyebrows, eyelashes, head, ears, and ears in an instant. It was as if the whole body had shrunk from the cold. Liu Guodong couldn't help but shudder, grandma's, this kind of low temperature of more than minus 40 degrees is really not a human life. Hurriedly took out the knitted hat from his pocket and put it on his head, the pullover knitted hat can protect the whole head, only a pair of eyes are exposed, and then he took off the hood on the steel helmet, and finally felt no longer as cold as before.

Grabbing a twig to the Willis four-wheel drive jeep parked in front of the house, he swept the snow off the roof, which had been parked for a week and had to work hard to restart.

He went to the corner next to the house, grabbed two large handfuls of hay, took out the lighter from his pocket and struck it twice, a spark flashed from the yellow flint and lighted the wick, and the lighter flashed a faint blue flame. After lighting the hay, Liu Guodong grabbed the burning hay and came to the jeep in front of the house, opened the lid, and baked the water tank and oil pipe with the hay.

The jeep hadn't started for a week, and the liquid in the tank and various oil pipes had been frozen hard than stone, and if it had been recklessly started without a fire, the cylinder would have burst open like a watermelon.

Liu Guodong baked all the parts such as the oil circuit and the water tank, and worked for half an hour before jumping into the car and starting the engine.

"Coaxing" A low roar and black exhaust came out of the exhaust pipe at the rear of the car, Liu Guodong closed the windows tightly, and turned on the heating in the car to the maximum, only then did he feel that the second lieutenant was warmer. ，

Although he found that his wife would not listen to the beating, he waved at Stiana, who was still leaning against the door and watching the beating, and motioned for her to hurry into the house. With his right foot on the accelerator, the jeep began to move forward

The wind swept the snowflakes furiously through the mountains and villages, shaking the old trees to drive them dry. A large handful of snow rolled up on the ground and threw it into the air, smashing cold snowflakes everywhere on the bare treetops, roaring and roaring strangely.

The Willis four-wheel drive jeep was struggling to walk on the road, and because of the snow chains installed on the wheels, the speed of the car was not fast, but it was slowly driving forward at a speed of fifteen or sixteen kilometers per hour. The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and although the wipers were swinging vigorously, the vision ahead was still blurry. In the end, Liu Guodong turned on the anti-fog lights, and the situation was better.

The orange light swept on the road, and the thick snow made the car sway from side to side, Liu Guodong drove the car to the station attentively, after all, he was alone in the wilderness, right? Traveling in the snowy fields is not a pleasant thing. Moreover, these days, as the Russian government continues to increase its troops near Lake Baikal, the guerrillas of Soviet Russia are becoming more and more frequent.

The car had been driving for more than two hours, and now it was only three or four kilometers away from the outpost, Liu Guodong touched a few packets of food and spirits placed on the co-pilot's seat, and when he thought of the expressions of the drunkards in the outpost when they saw these bottles of spirits, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a knowing smile. It's been nearly two years since I've been here, and Liu Guodong has changed from a person who doesn't drink to a "wine barrel" that doesn't change his face even if he doesn't drink a pound of spirits.

Suddenly, a "bang" gunshot rang out through the wind and snow and the car window into Liu Guodong's ears, although the gunfire from a distance was not loud, but it was as frightening as thunder in Liu Guodong's ears, because Liu Guodong heard that the gunfire just now was the sound of the Mosingana rifle, the standard gun of the Soviet Russians, and the gunfire came from the direction of the outpost.

Liu Guodong immediately turned off the lights, reduced the throttle, the car slowly drove forward, the gunshots were still coming, the car drove for more than ten minutes, about half a mile away from the outpost, after hearing the gunshots getting louder and louder, Liu Guodong stopped the car, put the gear in neutral gear, and loosened the throttle to the lowest, so that the engine kept the lowest run, otherwise it would be difficult to start again once the engine stopped running for more than half an hour.

Grabbing the bullet belt and backpack, Liu Guodong opened the car door and ran wildly in the direction of the outpost, if he was not wrong, it must be that the Soviet Russian guerrillas were attacking the outpost again, and the only thing he could do now was to rush to the outpost to help his comrades

Chapter 604: Guerrillas