"What is your attitude?" Professor Alexei was unhappy, "As long as you pay, I am willing to help them find out the origin of each collection."
"I don't want to. .."
Wei Ran muttered to himself, even the ribs that came to his mouth were tasteless. He hadn't even had time to prepare. If he was sent to Stalingrad again, it was still unclear whether he would be as lucky as last time and survive.
Despite all their reluctance, after filling their stomachs, the teacher and students drove to Volgaski on the east coast.
This city can be regarded as a satellite city of Volgograd. The main economy is basically related to steel or metal processing, and the air quality is relatively worse than that of Volgograd. Fortunately, this satellite city is surrounded by the Volga River and its tributaries on the southwest side, and there are vast expanses of farmland on the northeast side, so although the air is not very good in comparison, the scenery is pretty good.
Under the leadership of Federer, the teachers and students walked around the local geography exhibition hall, and finally stopped at the newly erected monument next to the exhibition hall.
On the top of this newly built monument, the tank with five bright red handprints on the turret pointed its high-spirited barrel in the direction of the Volga River. On each side of the main body of the monument, the deeds and medals received by Lieutenant Lev and others are engraved. Under the monument, there are several bouquets of sunflowers with water drops.
"Fortunately, someone remembers you."
Wei Ran patted the monument warmed by the sun, with a trace of regret in his heart. The deeds of Lieutenant Lev and his friends include: Although he had no chance to see the light of day again, the half-grown child named Oleg was still an unknown hero.
"There will always be people who remember them. No matter how much time passes, or even if the Soviet Union is gone, they will not be forgotten." Federer's tone was particularly affirmative, "Let's go, pick up I still have something to trouble you with."
The group of three people took a bus to a large factory on the edge of the city. Federer took the teacher and students into the innermost part of the factory. Huge factory building.
This workshop, which covers an area of at least a thousand square meters, is treated as a private museum, with items as small as a rifle, as large as a tank, and even a large aircraft with the fuses and explosives removed. There are two bombs.
And without exception, these old guys from the World War II era are all rusty and dusty. But in the center of this factory building, facing the entrance, a cannon stained with a lot of mud and covered with rust is particularly conspicuous.
"Victor?"
"ZIS3 76mm anti-tank gun" Weiran answered the professor's question without hesitation. This small gun is so famous that he naturally Will not admit mistakes.
"What you are looking for is the clue about this anti-tank gun," Federer, standing aside, reminded.
"Tell me about this cannon" Professor Alexei turned his head slowly., moving his gaze from the cannon to Federer's face.
"Dig it in the backyard" Federer continued to use that old-fashioned answer to prevaricate the teacher and student.
"If you want us to investigate its origin as soon as possible, it's best to provide some valuable clues." Professor Alexei said angrily, "There are only three of us here, that kind of Don't use lame excuses anymore."
Federer spread his hands and lowered his voice slightly to explain, "Like the tank, this artillery was also bought from a few diggers. . According to the diggers, they dug it in Donetsk, Ukraine, but you also know that the diggers never tell the truth, so I can only leave it to you."
< p>"Donetsk?"Professor Alexey's mouth was full of sarcasm, "Whether they didn't tell the truth or you didn't tell the truth, first of all, how much are you willing to spend to investigate this "Anti-tank gun, secondly, what do you want to know?"
"Of course it is this"
Federer gently scratched with his fingernails and fixed it on the back of the gun shield. The copper five-pointed star, which was only the size of the palm of your hand and covered with green rust, then pointed to the front of the shield that had been wiped extremely clean. There were still a few mottled five-pointed star paint marks there.
Professor Alexey and Wei Ran have naturally seen these two special features for a long time. There are a total of 9 five-pointed stars painted on the front. There is no doubt that they are the artillery that was once used on the battlefield. Achievements achieved.
But the piece of copper covered with green rust on the back becomes more and more interesting. This piece of copper was cut into the shape of a five-pointed star, and there seemed to be a few vague names engraved on the back.
He deliberately took out a magnifying glass and looked carefully at the back of the piece of copper. He saw that there was no word "Victor" on it, and the cowhide notebook had not popped out. Wei Ran was secretly relieved. tone.
But other than that, there are no valuable clues on this cannon. Correspondingly, the difficulty of finding its past service experience has also skyrocketed.
"It's not easy to find," Professor Alexei said with a frown.
"The total budget for activity funds and investigation fees is 600,000 rubles. If other valuable key clues are found, the price will be negotiated separately." Federer offered a pretty good price.
But he didn’t know that not long ago, Professor Alexey had just completed a big deal, and now he actually looked down on the profit.
After pondering for a moment, Professor Alexei said meaningfully, "I heard that Mr. Alexander has a gun shop under his name?"
Federer nodded in confusion. "To be precise, it's a gun modification studio set up for the IPSC competition. What? Professor Alexey wants to buy some self-defense weapons?"
"No, no, no, I don't like those who poke the target papers. I’m not interested in pistols.”
Professor Alexey waved his hand without any pause.The editor's excuse popped up in his mouth, "But if it's convenient, how about taking us to see it? As you know, there is a homeless shelter not far from our studio, and my student is Asian, so I'm going to Give my student a small gift for self-defense."
"It is indeed necessary."
Federer nodded particularly happily and agreed to Professor Alexei's request, "I am now. I can take you there, but it’s a little far away, and it’s in the center of the city. And this anti-tank gun...” Professor Alexey, who had already walked outside the factory workshop, didn’t care. Waved his hand, "Let's arrange for someone to send it to my studio, but this time it may take longer than that tank. In addition, you'd better ask the seller of this artillery in which backyard he dug it. "
"I will arrange for someone to send it there immediately, and I will notify you as soon as possible when I ask for the specific location of the excavation." Before Federer finished speaking, he took out his cell phone and dialed.
Driving the dirty van again and following Federer out of the factory, Wei Ran asked doubtfully, "Professor, where did Mr. Alexander come from?"
" Mr. Alexander owns the largest titanium precision processing factory and ball bearing factory in Volgaski," Professor Alexey explained disdainfully, "other than that, he is just a speculator in the guise of a collector."< /p>
"What does this mean?"
"It is said that he is preparing to run for mayor of Volgasky"
Alexey sitting in the passenger seat The professor lowered his voice, "Otherwise, why do you think he collects those junks and is willing to spend a lot of money to find the historical stories behind them?"
"To win votes?"
"Vote? Pretty much, that's right to understand."
Professor Alexey nodded, "Even if he doesn't become mayor in the end, he can still gain a wave of goodwill. If you are really lucky, After becoming the mayor, the scale of his factory will probably expand again."
"Thanks to Stalin sleeping early," Wei Ran couldn't help but joke, "otherwise he would have been the first to go to Siberia to grow potatoes. "
"I wish there were more people like this" Professor Alexey rubbed his hands, "That way we can make more money, right?"
" You are a professor," Wei Ran reminded, dumbfounded.
"Who said professors can't like money?"
When Professor Alexei said this, he actually took out the weapon from the legendary journalist Polevoy. PPK small pistol, "If nothing else, Mr. Alexander should be spending time in his gun modification studio at this time. As long as he is interested in the gun we have, the generous Mr. Alexander will definitely bid higher than Mr. Ilya." "More."
Wei Ran grinned, thinking he had guessed the answer, "So is this why you shamelessly want to visit his gun modification studio?"
" Of course it’s more than that.”Professor Lexey narrowed his eyes, "It's not a bad thing to be friends with such a person, right?"