1989, northwestern Soviet Union, Kola Peninsula.

Murmansk, located in the Arctic Circle, is cold and windy all year round, and even if you choose to come here after May, when the polar day begins, the average daily temperature is no more than about freezing.

On the barren plains, a military truck drove on a straight road, although the back of the truck was covered with canvas and the speed was only forty or fifty yards, but the wind pouring in through the cracks also made the people in the tarpaulin cold to the marrow.

There were a dozen people sitting in the tarpaulin, facing each other, huddled together, each shrunken in their military coats, they looked at each other, their faces tired, their bodies swaying with the truck.

Wei Dong hugged his hands tightly and squeezed in the middle, his eyes that should have been on the bridge of his nose collapsed to the wings of his nose, and he looked like he was about to fall off, but he couldn't spare his hands to help him, he had never felt so cold when he was born in southern China, and it was so cold that it was hopeless.

Wei Dong suddenly felt that someone on the other side had been looking at this side, he squinted his eyes, although the degree of blur had decreased a little, but he still couldn't see the other party clearly, and he couldn't be sure if the other party was staring at him, he reluctantly stretched his hand out of his sleeve and raised his glasses, only then did he see the person on the other side clearly.

The man had a large nose typical of the Russian people, a fleshy face, a mouth full of stubble, silver-white hair slightly curled, and a scar on his forehead that had been carved over the right eye to his face.

Seeing the other party looking at him clearly made Wei Dong very embarrassed, and he hurriedly looked away.

As an expatriate scientific research investigator, the thirty-year-old Wei Dong came to the Soviet Union in the past few days, the coldness of the Soviets made him feel lonely, Wei Dong tried several times to take the initiative to use his only basic Russian to get close to the Soviets in the institution, but they all ran into a gray nose, at least these Soviets in the institution did not have a good impression of this strange Chinese young man, the language barrier, the inadaptability of the environment made Wei Dong hit a wall everywhere.

"When you get to Kola, everything will be fine, you just have to bury your head in your work there, you don't have to worry about anything, you don't have to pay attention to anyone, and after two years, you will get the data and samples you need to go back home, and you will always say goodbye here, go fucking the Soviet Union!"

Wei Dong said to himself countless times.

"Oh! you, that Chinese?" suddenly stumbled Chinese words came from Wei Dong's ears.

The voice came from the mouth of the Soviet, which surprised Wei Dong, because for several days, no Soviet person had taken the initiative to speak to Wei Dong, let alone Chinese.

Wei Dong didn't say anything, just nodded, he didn't know what this person was going to say next.

"You guys, you don't understand science, you can only mess around! I don't understand, what's the use of cooperating with you?" the white-haired, scar-faced Soviet, with a somewhat mocking tone, continued to speak in Chinese.

Wei Dong pricked up his ears and listened carefully to roughly understand what he meant, according to Wei Dong's character, if anything else, he would have endured it, but this person came up and pointed directly at the "Chinese", which made Wei Dong really unbearable, he raised his glasses again, and said in unskilled Russian: "I'm sorry, I don't agree with you at all." ”

The Soviets were a little taken aback, and immediately grunted in Russian and uttered a series of sentences in a contemptuous tone.

Wei Dong basically did not understand the words of the Soviets, but from his attitude and the occasional words between the lines, he sensed the provocation of his words.

At this time, Wei Dong couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, he forgot the cold, leaned forward, stretched out his hand to grab the iron rod on the roof of the car, and said to the Soviets in Chinese: "We have the hydrogen bomb atomic bomb, we have Dongfanghong No. 1, Yinhe No. 1 ......"

"Okay, okay, your so-called achievements are nothing to mention!" The Soviets tried to interrupt Wei Dong in Russian, but failed.

Wei Dong ignored it completely and continued to say in Chinese: "You can't even feed your own people, but you still have to wage wars everywhere, engage in a cold war, and completely ignore the lives of the people, what qualifications do you have to say these things?!"

After Wei Dong finished speaking, the scene was quiet.

An old Soviet man next to him scarred his face in Russian: "Cheva, what did he say?"

The scar-faced man named Cheva was still staring at Wei Dong, and his mouth repeated Wei Dong's words in Russian.

"Okay, Cheva, this Chinese is right, what ism, what faith, I just want to hurry home and hug my wife to live!" The old Soviet man listened to Cheva's words and said in a voice like just waking up, Wei Dong noticed that this old Soviet man had no front teeth.

The scarface named Cheva was not angry, and instead asked Wei Dong in calm Russian, "What are you studying? Geology?"

Wei Dong understood this Russian sentence, he shook his head, and did not answer in time, the Soviets mentioned, Wei Dong's major, was the most depressing thing he came to the Soviet Union.

The Soviets were doing deep geological drilling research on the Kola Peninsula, but after the two countries resumed diplomatic relations, the leaders of the higher Academy of Sciences sent themselves here, and Wei Dong knew nothing about geology.

"Hey, what are you studying?" Scarface Cheva asked again in Chinese, a little impatient, with some northeastern accents mixed in the Chinese.

The lack of confidence in his heart made Wei Dong's eyes begin to flicker, and his reaction caused all the Soviets in the car to turn their heads to look at him, and they were all waiting for Wei Dong's answer.

"I'm a doctor of religious studies!" Wei Dong said in Russian under the pressure of everyone's eyes.

Everyone present was stunned, and a chaotic conversation ensued, Wei Dong didn't expect that his unconfident answer would completely break the lifeless atmosphere in the car.

They were talking in Russian in the car, and although Wei Dong did not understand it at all, he felt the panic and uneasiness of these Soviets in their conversation.

As these Soviets grunted louder and louder, Wei Dong became more and more puzzled, no matter how outrageous his profession was, as for making them have such a big reaction?

After a long time, they finally stopped arguing, and after the scarred face named Cheva took a deep breath, his eyes returned to Wei Dong, this time without ridicule, let alone disdain, but solemnly said in Chinese: "Hello, my name is Chevalenko, and I am the security officer of our operation team this time!" said and stretched out his right hand to Wei Dong.

Wei Dong was surprised by the contrast in the attitude of the Soviet man opposite, and he also stretched out his right hand, shook it with Cheva, and politely introduced himself: "Hello, my name is Wei Dong, special investigator!"

"Hello, Wei, how much do you know about our operation?" Cheva was very serious and serious, and everyone present looked at the two of them, waiting for Wei Dong's answer.

Wei Dong was a little confused about Cheva's question, he knew that most of the people in the car were participants in this operation, didn't they know about this operation? Why ask a foreign commissioner?

"To be honest, I don't know much, I just know that you have been drilling deep into the earth's crust since 70 years in Kola to study the composition of the earth's crust and mineral morphology, and in the past two decades have indeed made a lot of progress, and in 1983, unprecedented drilling reached a depth of 12,000 meters above the ground, and in that year, the drilling encountered uncontrollable factors and stopped, and after nearly ten years of efforts have not completely overcome the obstacles, so that until this year it has only advanced more than 200 meters, and this operation was launched to completely solve these unfavorable factors, with the purpose of clearing the obstaclesto reach the predetermined depth of 15,000 meters, and that's all I know. Wei Dong said everything he knew in one go.

Cheva frowned, he glanced at a few Soviets around him, exchanged a few words with them, and then continued to ask Wei Dong: "Isn't it strange that a geological exploration project has given you the right to study religion to come to the action group?"

This sentence reached Wei Dong's heart, and finally someone understood his mood at the moment, Wei Dong suddenly relaxed a lot, he shrugged his shoulders, and looked helpless: "Political tasks are greater than scientific research tasks, although we have been reforming and opening up for nearly ten years, but many things are still formalism, at least I think so." ”

"Oh? That's what you think? Okay, let me introduce you to a few of the operatives who are here. Cheva moved his body and began to introduce several people in the car to Wei Dong from far to near, from the outside to the inside of the car.

"Igor, he's a doctor. Cheva fingered a middle-aged man with a thick mustache, and Igor looked at Wei Dong and pinched his beard with his hand.

"Yuri, a creature guy. Cheva pointed to a long face across from Igor, who nodded at Wei Dong.

"Gallina, a physicist. Cheva pointed to Yuri's side, the only woman in the car, with big eyes and blue eyes, very young, she couldn't tell that she was engaged in scientific research, and when Cheva introduced her, Galina glanced at him and twisted her head to the side.

"Bed bugs, like me, are GIs who have not been killed on the battlefield. Cheva patted a yellow-haired young man sitting next to him, looking silly.

"And then there is Anton, who is the only engineer who has ever worked in Kora, who was seriously injured on the construction site a few years ago and was sent to Moscow for treatment, and unfortunately, now he is back. Cheva pointed with his chin to the old man who was sitting next to Wei Dong and had no front teeth.

"The others have nothing to do with the action, and I don't know them, I'm done with the introduction, what do you think after listening to this?" Chiva said and looked at Wei Dong with wide eyes.

Wei Dong didn't know what to say for a while, he frowned, his face was confused, and he had mixed feelings in his heart: "Isn't this a geological project......?

Cheva saw Wei Dong's thoughts: "What you think in your heart is also what we think in our hearts, are they all political tasks?"

Wei Dong was dumbfounded by Chiva's question.

Cheva leaned closer and said to Wei Dong face to face: "Cora is far from being as simple as you think!"

"Murmansk has arrived!" said the bearded Igor pulled up the canvas on the back of the car and looked outside.

The road is no longer deserted, some low houses have appeared one after another, more and more houses, more and more dense, many houses have been painted with various colors on the walls, and even painted many colorful paintings, but the streets are sparsely populated, and at this time the dark clouds in the sky are reflected, which is particularly strange.