As a cosmopolitan city, there is no shortage of foreign faces on the streets of Qingdao, so there are only 120 Soviets here, and there is no obtrusion here. Under the guise of "migrant workers", the "jun" from the Soviet Union temporarily lived in a Russian-owned textile factory in the light industrial zone north of the city.

"Second Lieutenant Bachenova, the weather is nice today, do you want to go for a walk in the streets with us? Staying in this shabby place where there is no sunlight, people are about to get moldy. ”

In the textile factory, where Soviet volunteers in workers' uniforms were doing nothing, they were killing time in their own way, and a few young men in civilian clothes approached a Russian girl who was sitting on the windowsill writing a letter and offered to invite her, but the other party did not raise his head and did not hesitate to reject them in a cold tone.

"I'm sorry, I'm not interested in going out on the streets."

"Chrisgaard, we are all comrades-in-arms, don't be so cold, okay? Let's go for a walk together, don't you want to buy your sister a little oriental gift? She'll be happy when you go back and hand it over to her. ”

“……”

Hearing the persuasion of the other party, the female ensign named Christgaard hesitated for a moment, she looked at the letter in her hand, and remembered her sister who was far away from home. After a moment's silence, Chrisgaard folded the paper and tucked it into her jacket pocket, then jumped off the windowsill. When the young lads saw that the other had agreed, they all howled with excitement.

However, Christgaard did not go with them immediately, but first came to an uncle who was napping, and gave a military salute. Then he asked the other party for instructions in a serious manner.

"Colonel Rezenov, I beg to go out for 2 hours!"

"Go ahead! Take a good break. Don't let those little bastards take advantage. ”

The dozing officer agreed without opening his eyes, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth.

Didn't change into a proper plain clothes like other people who were ready to go out. Chrisgaard just straightened the collar of her overalls and prepared to wear it on the street. Christaga, who is only 17 years old this year, is quite mature in appearance and figure, like most Slavic girls of this age. At 177 cm tall, her full breasts hold up her overalls, and the only advantage of this old overalls is that she can fully expose her uneven curves.

Following a group of excited comrades-in-arms out of the factory, everyone walked to the most prosperous commercial street under the leadership of a Chinese-speaking companion. Compared to the Soviet Union, which was in the midst of a great purge. Qingdao is bustling and lively, and the climate is also very good, and these young people from the Soviet Union soon lingered in the world of flowers and flowers in front of them.

It was 10 a.m., and it was a weekend, and the shopping street was crowded with people and mixed with all kinds of sounds. This environment was very uncomfortable for Christgaard, who came from the quiet countryside, and she followed her for a long distance in a daze under the surging crowd. By the time she came back to her senses, there was no one around her who could speak Russian.

"This ......"

Turning his head to look around, though he was reluctant to admit it. But Chrissgaard is well aware that she is lost! She has the heart to ask for help from the people around her, but because she doesn't know Chinese, it is difficult to even speak. Just when she felt at a loss. A voice that sounded like heaven to her came from behind her...... The other party speaks Russian!

"This young lady, are you lost?"

Christiga looked back and saw an Oriental girl behind her. The other party was dressed in black and white, which was beautiful but also strange. Christia had never seen anything like it in the Soviet Union. The other party was looking at her with a concerned face at this time, and repeated what he had just said. Chrissga hurriedly replied.

"Yes, yes! I...... Lost, can you tell me where this is? ”

"This is Zhaocai Road, Qingdao Business District, where do you live, Miss?"

"I live...... Where do I live? ”

At this time, Chrisgaard sadly found that her usual taciturn would pit herself once at such an unexpected time. She had followed the squadron to the city for a short stay, and she didn't pay attention to what the place where she was temporarily staying was called, nor did she think that she would go out alone and get lost, but now it is tragic!

Looking at the other party's confused and tangled expression, the oriental girl seemed to understand something, and she said to Christiga with a smile.

"Come with me first, my young master's shop is in front. That's right! My name is Hongling, what's your name? ”

With the Soviet girl Krisjia she just met, Hongling led the other party to a high-end clothing store called "Luo Tianyi". This was originally the ready-to-wear shop of the Tang tailor, and later the "old asshole" was absorbed by Zhao Jianlian and the store, and the neighbors merged into this store. Their clothing has always been known for its "bold and beautiful" style, and at the same time, the price is not low, which is not a place that ordinary people can afford.

When she came to the front of the store, Chrissgaard felt intimidated just by looking at the storefront decoration that revealed a luxurious atmosphere. But she couldn't stand Hongling and dragged her to the store. Christiga was a little surprised to find that the girl in front of her, who didn't look strong, was so strong that she couldn't resist.

As soon as they entered the store, the two beautiful female clerks at the door bowed to them in unison, and their attitudes were not slackened in the slightest because of the shabby clothes worn by Christagaard. At this time, Christiga noticed that there were very few people in the store at this time, except for the two female clerks standing at the door, there were only two men in the innermost, one old and one young. The young man, who had his back to him, shouted without looking back when he heard footsteps behind him.

"Hongling, you're here just in time, try this new outfit...... Oops! Where did you pick it up? ”

Because he heard two footsteps, Zhao Jian, who was discussing things with Tailor Tang, glanced back, and Christia behind Hongling suddenly made his eyes light up. Although this hairy chick is wearing a shabby maintenance uniform, her beautiful face is not covered, and her figure is even more convex and backward. However, Zhao Jian quickly noticed that the other party did not seem to be an ordinary person.

There are more soldiers in contact, and Zhao Jian can easily judge whether a person has been a soldier from his body language. The girl in front of her looks natural, but her gestures reveal a military temperament. Zhao Jian pondered in his mind for a while, and then deduced her "true identity".

"These hateful hairs, don't say that there are such good goods in the courier entrusted to me!" (To be continued......)

PS: That's right! The hairy girl in "MUV", I haven't paid attention to her for a day or two!