To summarize the past and envision the future, Yang Jianguo also brought two bottles of wine, found a few teacups and poured half a cup for each person, and everyone drank and chatted.
Wan Feng won't drink white wine even if there are vegetables, let alone dry wine.
He just listened to these guys talking nonsense.
At first, these people spoke in a down-to-earth and proper manner, but after a few drinks, their words began to take flight, flying around the room like unreliable calves.
The result is that all the bullshit is thrown to the ground.
There is always a limit to the amount of hide on a cow. When all the hide falls off, the cow is done.
We chatted until almost eleven o'clock before we went to bed.
Before going to bed, Yang Jianguo took a look around. The local people were on holiday tonight and would only be on duty tomorrow. He would be on duty himself that night.
On the morning of February 1st, when Zheng Song got up in a daze to brush his teeth, he saw Wan Feng wrestling with Han Guangjia in the base yard. Both of them were steaming, and Yang Jianguo, Han Meng, Zhao Gang, Li Yong and others were watching.
Even Zhang Xian was there, but it seemed like the people in the entire base couldn't get up on their own.
"Look at others, they get up early in the morning to exercise, but you are like a pig. Now I suspect there is something wrong with my eyes when I like you." Zang Yunli complained.
"Everyone knows some martial arts, so I won't join in the fun."
"If you don't know martial arts, why don't you exercise? Look at your cousin, he's a big boss and he still gets up every morning to exercise. If you become as lazy as a pig in the future, I'll break up with you."
Zheng Song immediately wilted and ran out quickly.
He didn't run out to exercise, but to go to the cafeteria to wait for food.
The chefs in the cafeteria are two women from nearby. They have been working at the base since its inception and have been there for a year and a half.
They will be on duty at the base during the Chinese New Year. Yesterday, the boss gave them a bonus of 3,000 yuan, which made the two middle-aged women very motivated.
But the meal isn't ready yet, and Zheng Song would only end up making things awkward if he came in.
"Go! The meal isn't ready yet, go outside and exercise. Don't you see the boss exercising? You're so young, I've never seen you exercise before."
When I was in the Wahou Security Team, I exercised every day, but you just didn't see it.
Zheng Song muttered a few words in his heart and walked out dejectedly.
Han Guangjia was actually very reluctant to spar with Wan Feng. This fellow was too despicable, and would do anything to win. He had just tickled his armpits when he turned around and thrust two fingers into his nostrils. As soon as he turned his head to avoid his dirty hands, he heard Wan Feng's voice in his ear: "Crotch-licking!"
Han Guangjia's anus tightened instinctively.
Han Guangjia was so depressed. How could he have fun? This wasn't a hand-to-hand fight with the enemy outside.
When he faced the enemy on the battlefield, he used tactics even more vulgar and shameless than this.
Now the apprentice has been taught to use the code against the master.
"It's your fault! You taught him all this nonsense. This guy is not a good guy. Haven't you seen him play? Those dirty tricks are disgusting. All the Heihe policemen have been corrupted by him." Han Meng saw Han Guangjia with a depressed look on his face and gloated on the side.
Even though Wan Feng used all his dirty tricks, he was still no match for Han Guangjia, who easily threw him to the ground with a single kick.
This time Wan Feng lay on the ground and couldn't get up.
"No more fighting! I can't beat you no matter what. It seems I have to wait until you're old before I can beat you."
"Tsk! I'm old and you act like you're still young."
"I'm at least five or six years younger than you. You might not be able to tell now, but when you're seventy I'll only be in my fifties. By then I'll have no problem getting you."
Wan Feng started to calculate numbers randomly again.
We eat at 7 o'clock. Breakfast is rice porridge, salted duck eggs and pickles.
Wan Feng ordered a bowl of thin rice soup and two steamed buns.
Until now, he still maintains the morning eating habits he had in high school, steamed buns and rice soup.
He could actually taste a faint fragrance from this ordinary food, which made others very confused.
After breakfast, Wan Feng took a walk around the base.
This base will be used for one year this year and will be useless in April next year because the Soviet Union will cause chaos and the port will be closed.
Once the port is closed, this base will lose its meaning of existence.
The port was not reopened until 1992, so he might not come again by then.
When he thought of this, he felt a little confused. After all, this base had made a huge contribution to him, and he still had some feelings for it.
This feeling only receded like the tide when he saw Li Mingze.
"Li Mingze, if you had come two hours later you wouldn't have been able to see me."
"What's the meaning?"
"Because I left and went back to Bei Liao." This idiot, how could I die?
"So it's just as well that I came in such a hurry."
"Let's talk inside."
Wan Feng brought Li Mingze to his office.
"The pilot agreed to our request, but he wanted 200,000 rubles. He said if we agreed to his request, he would write down the detailed data of the Su-27. I couldn't make the decision, so I rushed here."
I thought it was nothing, just an extra 100,000 rubles.
Wan Feng agreed without thinking, and asked Zhang Zhiyuan to write a note, stamp it with the base's seal and hand it to Li Mingze.
"Take this and get the money from Shamilov. And take your fifty thousand rubles reward with you, too, so I don't have to worry about it."
Keep your word and deliver on your promises.
Li Mingze put the note away.
"He didn't say when he could finish it?"
"It'll take a few days. He can't just write this openly. He'll have to do it covertly."
"Don't give him the money all at once. Give it to him after he hands over the information, but you have to make sure what he writes is true."
Li Mingze scratched his head. "How can I guarantee this? I don't understand it, and I can't ask someone to authenticate it, right?"
Yeah, there’s really no way to say anything about this matter, I can only gamble.
I hope the Russian pilots have some professionalism and don't write nonsense to fool me.
"I won't be here during this period. After you receive the information, please find a way to deliver it to my men here...or personally deliver it here to my men. I have people on duty here during the New Year holidays."
Wan Feng waved his hand and called Li Yong, Li Mingdou and He Xiao in.
"Remember these three people. When you come to deliver the information, you must give it to one of them. You cannot give it to anyone else. Remember?"
Li Mingze memorized the appearance of Li Yong and the other two and nodded.
"Then I'm leaving."
Li Mingze came and left in a hurry.
Li Mingze has left, and it’s time for Wan Feng and the others to set off.
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