All in all, after a whole day of digging through the collection of numbers covering all the registered and unregistered populations of the Soviet Union, the information of the suspects automatically screened by the program was put on the desk of the office of the agent in charge, and after a short period of manual comparison and verification, Valentina, who received the news, told Sù Longyun that the old friend he was looking for was now a researcher at an affiliated research institute of Moscow University:

“…… In short, the name and appearance are matched; Of course, whether it is this person or not, I'm afraid I will have to wait until you return to Moscow to confirm. ”

"Oh, okay, okay! Valya, thanks to your sketches. ”

Thinking of that ambiguous night, Valentina hurriedly drew a sketch of her physiognomy, Long Yun nodded and thanked him busily, thinking that this should not be wrong, that is to say, the next time he returns to Moscow, in addition to being busy with other things, he will also match the two young people "Sophia Kochakina" and "Vladimir Putin"?

It's also confusing to think about letting one's mother-in-law and father-in-law know oneself in a parallel world, in order to make sure that the history of the real world doesn't go wrong.

And thinking about this clue, Long Yun couldn't help but feel a burst of confusion in his thinking: what he thought about now was that if the events of this parallel world, as long as they were related to him, might have some impact on reality, then "Sophia" and "Vladimir" really came together, if they had the next generation...... Ah, this seems to be a must, so does this offspring have to be a girl? What if it were a boy?

Ah, it's terrifying to think about it!

In order to ensure that the history of the real world is not subverted, the terrible prospect of "lovers suddenly becoming boys" made Long Yun break out in a cold sweat, and even had a trace of doubt about his previous approach, saying that getting a young girl like Sophia to Moscow and introducing her to a partner would really help reality, he is not so sure now. And thinking of the terrible prospect of "gender replacement", which has a half-to-half probability of occurring, he also remembered Su Xue's clear and innocent brown eyes, which didn't look like the offspring of a couple with green eyes. If so. I'm afraid there will be something strange in this?

Thinking of this, Long Yun felt that these things could only be thought about slowly by himself, and not enough for outsiders, and it was important to confirm the identity of his "friend" first, so he subconsciously asked:

"Oh. That 'Vladimir Putin'. Is he also a KGB agent? ”

“…… Agent? ”

Heard Victor muttering a question. Valentina's eyes widened in surprise, "No, why do you ask that." Did he say something to you before? Please, the size of the committee is very large, but it's impossible to catch a random person who is an agent, our establishment, oh no, our establishment is not yet broad enough to reach this level.

This Vladimir, he is an ordinary member of a university research institute, and he is also engaged in archaeology, a rather obscure research direction. ”

"Engage in archaeology...... Target? ”

Contrary to the situation just now, the person with wide-eyed eyes and a look of surprise was replaced by Long Yun, saying that he had also guessed the identity of his father-in-law in the parallel world before, it would not be strange to say that it was not the KGB, but it was impossible for him to guess that this Vladimir Pugin was actually an archaeological researcher!

Thinking about the sight of his future father-in-law, standing in the ruins of an unknown age, picking up porcelain fragments and bone fragments, Long Yun was a little confused, he felt that the qiē he encountered was becoming more and more bizarre and weird.

Well, anyway, since the right owner has been found, Moscow will pull Sophia to talk about it another day!

The Bulgarian beauty sent to the door, this thing should be quite easy......

Hearing the news of Valentina's report, Long Yun now only felt that his mind was full of mush, he staggered to his feet, told the detectives to rest early, and slowly walked out of the barracks to the regiment headquarters office building, but his mind was still thinking about some trivial matters in the real world.

Thinking of himself in the real world, at this time, he should have crossed the South Asian subcontinent at night on flight TG615, and Long Yun, who went back to the house after making a phone call, had the intention of ending the crossing back to reality, but thinking about the fact that he would continue to travel west after the flight arrived in Hong Kong and enter Iraq, which was also full of war, he suddenly dispelled the idea of being a little tired.

In this way, both sides are worn back and forth, and both sides are fighting all the time, but how can people get it?

It's better to stay in this weird parallel world for the time being, stabilize the war situation in the Caucasus, and then go back and search for the mysterious flying machine in the Middle East sky.

……

The pace of war will not stop once it is taken.

After a week of fighting, as the second phase of Operation "Typhoon" is about to begin, the battle situation in the southern theater has entered a critical moment of decisive victory.

In the long front stretching for hundreds of kilometers in the Caucasus, hundreds of thousands of troops of the NATO bloc bravely assaulted in the previous week, and fought fierce battles with the Soviet Ninth Army and the Seventh Guards Army stationed in Transcaucasia; With the cooperation of high-intensity air support and long-range firepower strikes, NATO's front-line troops, which were the spearhead of the offensive, advanced one after another to the north, and the battle line moved from the national border to the north by tens of kilometers to 200 kilometers.

Unlike Yerevan, the capital of the Armenian Republic on the eastern front of the Caucasus, which has not been fully captured until now, the western front, with the US Fourth Marine Division and Turkish troops as the main force, has been progressing smoothly in the past few days. Vissarionovich Stalin's hometown is in the grip of an unprecedented tug-of-war that clearly means a lot to both warring sides.

For NATO, which has encountered fierce resistance in the Transcaucasia and is still out of reach of Stalingrad, if it can take this small city of great significance in Georgia, it can be regarded as a resource for hype in terms of propaganda and political offensive.

The significance of the three Soviet republics in the Transcaucasia to the huge Soviet Union is actually quite limited, but once this rich and undulating land is used as a springboard, NATO's high-mobility troops can cross the Caucasus Mountains and attack all the way north, and the huge NATO tactical air force can even rely on a large number of newly seized field airfields to include the lower reaches of the Don River and the Volga River, which can be called the core area of the Red Empire, into the scope of attack.

All in all, there is no choice between the attacking and defending sides in this protracted battle; Whether it is victory or a rout, the answer will be given in the next few days.

In the early morning of the decisive battle, on the vast land, a round of blood-colored sunrise was still slowly rising.

As the cold wind suddenly rose, the sky brightened, and the golden sun at half past eight in the morning, the air bases all over the Caucasus had already begun to be busy with tension and preparations, preparing for the upcoming large-scale air battle.

In the Soviet Air Force forward base, on the outskirts of Pyatigorsk, 300 kilometers north of the battle line, there was also a busy scene next to the runway: with the hum of the tractor's motor, MiG-29M fighters painted in green camouflage were towed out of the warehouse, and the milky white R-73M missiles on the bomb trailer were hung under the wings of the war eagles one by one; Ural-4320 trucks carrying auxiliary fuel tanks shuttled up and down the road, and KAMAZ refueling trucks with hoses were hauling, and the oil pumps were working hard to fill up the fighters.

Like friendly neighbors deployed at nearby airfields, the 390th Regiment of the Soviet Air Force's front-line aviation, stationed at the Pyatigorsk base, was about to take to the skies, and the combat-ready pilots arrived outside the hangar in battery cars to board a ready-to-air fighter.

After several previous theoretical studies and actual combat training, they have mastered the combat tasks to be undertaken, and the young men who are full of energy jumped out of the station in a row, and while they also carefully saw the appearance of the gray missiles mounted under the wings of the fighters -- the R-27R, the light gray low-visibility paint, and the two missiles on the left and the right that seemed to have no new ideas, but made every pilot realize that the days of facing the difficult combat and bearing the unfavorable exchange ratio of the American AIM-120B missiles were coming to an end; In today's battle, they are about to challenge the enemy with new weapons, and use unexpected combat methods to surprise NATO's tactical air force.

R-27R, anti-radiation guided air-to-air missile, is different from the AIM-120B, which requires the carrier aircraft to provide mid-course command correction, this is an air combat weapon that is self-seeking throughout the whole process and does not need to be taken care of by the carrier aircraft!

Of course, having said that, there is also a premise for the use of R-27P/EP missiles in battle, that is, the opponent must keep the radar on at all times, but this condition is naturally very easy to meet for the NATO Air Force, which relies on electronic equipment to fight and has reached a kind of addiction.

Next to the runway of the airport, it was different from the previous emergency sortie, and the commander of the 390 front-line fighter regiment, who was also dressed in anti-load clothing and was ready to lead the attack, was standing in front of the young men who were gearing up and fighting high.

On such a special day when all the troops attacked and fought for survival, as the commander of the aviation regiment and the vanguard of the attack on the air, the expression of the colonel commander was still calm; With a sharp look of anticipation, he swept over a pair of excited faces, and then, the colonel, rarely raised his hand, and saluted these lovely comrades-in-arms and young people.

Clamping the flight helmet to his side, the lieutenant colonel's voice was extremely loud:

"Do you smell the smoke, boys?" (To be continued......)