"Lao Su's warehouse should be that, right?" Chen Zaihai asked.

I nodded and said yes, this is the kind of so-called three-dimensional warehouse. In fact, we have never really seen this form of warehouse, and there were very few places in China at that time where a warehouse of this size could be used.

We have only heard rumors about the three-dimensional warehouse, and when Sino-Soviet relations are good, we can even get in touch with the mysterious organization of the KGB of the Soviet Union, which is not nonsense. I don't know why, when the Meteorological Bureau was first established, all of our work was classified as top secret.

It began with a group of university admissions, followed by intensive cramming training, no different from militarized management, from professional to physical fitness, which was taken over by a team of Soviet experts. Chen Zaihai hadn't been transferred to the Meteorological Bureau at that time, so he didn't know.

The instructor who was very speechless about my marksmanship was actually a retired KGB agent. Almost seventy years old, the old man is still quite good, except for the fact that he is ruthless in training. He was very happy to communicate with us, and the most important thing was that he could speak Chinese.

Unlike other experts, we need to translate everything to teach us, and although we can roughly grasp some Russian use in the later stage, it is still not as effective as an instructor who can directly chat with us in Chinese.

The old man is actually very interesting, and now that I think about it, if Ivan reaches that age, eighty percent of him will be about the same as him, of course, it is not a character. I can't imagine what it would be like for Whitebeard's Ivan to be drinking with us

I don't know if it's a detail here, they all say that the Soviets are very good at drinking, but this old man's drinking volume is not very good. When the rest of the Soviets got together and drank vodka, which was no different from alcohol, he followed us with the domestic beer. I wonder if this is a requirement of their intelligence bureau, agents can't drink bars? If you don't talk about it when you're drunk, you won't be very tight-mouthed, and these agents who have a lot of confidential information must not be taken prisoner.

The old man is similar to me, and I can't tell the difference between east and west, north and south after a few bottles of beer. At that time, in Beijing's Houhai, you could see several very young Chinese making noise around an old Soviet man. Of course I was in it, but I didn't have a good relationship with other people at the time, as I said before. Because I have experienced a very dark past, I am not very willing to take the initiative to communicate with other people, and others are even more respectful of me.

That's how I am, and in my spare time, the old man also very affectionately pulled me to run around and run west. And the two of us went out alone more than anyone else. At that time, many people were saying that I was the old man's long-lost illegitimate son, and it was rumored in the bureau for a while.

I think everyone just laughs at this as fun, and anyone who has no eye problems can see that I am a 100% purebred Chinese, even if we didn't know what genes were and what genetics were at that time, this level of common sense still existed.

It's just that the high-intensity training makes us extremely lacking in the way of entertainment, and the above is very good, as long as you abide by the confidentiality rules and strictly complete the training subjects, you can do whatever you want for the rest of the time. We thought it was too easy, but the first day of Soviet agent-style militarized physical training left us completely on our stomachs

After that, no one had any thoughts other than sleeping after training.

But after all, we are not professional soldiers, and the boss will still let us have a day off on the weekend, and at this time the old man of the KGB will take us to have fun, and when he drinks too much, he will not choose to say anything, and always brag to us about his achievements in his youth. We don't know if it's true, but it does sound fun and insightful.

The old man worked as a spy in the United States when he was young, and he knew a lot about some miscellaneous things in the Western world. At that time, in order to steal a copy of the latest American military weapons, the old man had thoroughly studied the warehouse where the weapons were kept. That warehouse is the three-dimensional warehouse we are in now.

The abbreviation of shelf automated three-dimensional warehouse is called three-dimensional warehouse. After all this time, I still really admire myself for remembering such a long scientific name, and I don't even know the old man's full name

This kind of three-dimensional warehouse generally refers to the use of several layers, more than ten layers or even dozens of layers of shelves to store goods, with the corresponding material handling equipment for goods in and out of the warehouse warehouse. Because it can make full use of the space to store goods, it is often vividly called "three-dimensional warehouse".

The old man explained to us how powerful this kind of thing was, and he said that the warehouse at that time was almost fully automated. What is the main body consists of shelves, roadway stacking cranes, warehousing workbenches and automatic transport in and out and operation control systems. We're dazzled by a lot of jargon. Although he gave us a detailed explanation afterwards, we still felt that we were in a fog. That's probably what it means, isn't it?

The only thing I understand is the following paragraph. The shelves of this kind of warehouse are buildings or structures of steel structure or reinforced concrete structure, and the shelves are standard size cargo space in the shelves, and the roadway stacking crane passes through the roadway between the shelves to complete the work of storage and pick-up. Usually, the goods are thrown on the crane with something like a forklift, and then you can press whatever you want, and the rest will be handed over to the machine. It's really a system as simple as idiots, Americans are just lazy.

According to the different height of the shelves, this kind of warehouse can be subdivided into high-rise three-dimensional warehouses, generally more than fifteen meters, middle-level three-dimensional warehouses, five ~ fifteen meters, and low-rise three-dimensional warehouses, five meters or less, in addition to other very detailed divisions according to the use, I completely forgot.

Due to the high cost of high-rise three-dimensional warehouses, the requirements for machinery and equipment are also very special, and the installation is very difficult, the old man told me that this kind of warehouse of more than 15 meters will not exceed three digits even on the national soil of the United States, almost as rare as pandas.

The bottom three-dimensional warehouse is generally transformed from the old warehouse that is about to be eliminated, and it is a common method to improve the technical level and storage capacity of the old warehouse.

Now the most in the world should be the middle floor three-dimensional warehouse. The storage capacity is very large, and it is not as difficult to build as the upper floor, unlike the old problems of renovating the old warehouse.

At that time, the warehouse that the old man investigated was an eighteen-meter-high high-rise three-dimensional warehouse, which belonged to a relatively large high-rise warehouse. At that time, the Soviet Union was very wary of American strategic bombers and nuclear submarines, and weapons with nuclear strike capabilities have always been the focus of the spy organizations of the two sides.

The old man also told us a lot about all kinds of open and secret battles, and it was really another very legendary experience. But it has nothing to do with this story, and I have to reluctantly cut my love here.

"I said you can help us estimate how tall this warehouse can be?" After Chen Zaihai received my affirmative answer, he turned to the engineer again.

The soldier thought for a moment, borrowed a miner's lamp and shone it up the shelves, and came to the conclusion that it was about eight or ten stories high.

This estimate brought me back from my memories all at once. What the? Ten floors? It's a joke! Generally speaking, the first floor of a private house is about three meters, and the ten floors are thirty meters, which is twice the standard height! Originally, there would be a Japanese man-made three-dimensional warehouse here, which is a bit wrong, how many things have been stored here!

This is something that was built more than 20 years ago, and how did the Japanese overcome the technical problems that were as many mountains as the mountains? And there are three of them, and we can't guarantee that there are no similar things elsewhere in this building.

Thirty meters looking at the various shelves next to me, which is not an exaggeration to describe towering into the sky, I suddenly felt a little dizzy.

The soldier immediately said that this was only an estimate, and he did not have a plan for the warehouse at hand, and it was really difficult for him to determine whether it was this height or not. But according to my own experience, this is roughly the number, and it will not be far behind.

Chen Zaihai called out softly, and it seemed that he also realized how high this warehouse was. To it, the three of us are no better than the ants on the cardboard box. I suddenly wondered, why did Chen Zaihai know such a thing as a three-dimensional warehouse? He must have been in Moscow or the geology team when we were training, right?

I just spoke out my suspicions and asked him what the hell was going on. This guy can't hide something from me, right?

He laughed out loud and said I was too suspicious. You know the knowledge that an old hat who has never been abroad, can he, a person who has studied abroad, not know? Not to mention the retired KGB agent, he had passed by the Cheka headquarters at 11 Lubyanka Square near the Moscow Kremlin several times.

"Do you know what that old boy Ivan did before he came to China?" Chen Zaihai asked with a disdainful expression.

I said that I only knew that he was a soldier in World War II, and that he left the army after the war and returned to Moscow with Taria, and that was what Talia told me.

"You only know one thing, you don't know the other. Ivan did not leave the army on his own initiative, he stayed in the army until 1951, and it was Sergei, the leader of the KGB, who had only been in the army for less than half a year, who asked him to return to Moscow; Ivanovic; Ogoltsov! He continued.

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