On ancient Chinese maps, Siberia was called "Luo wilderness"; it is also said that the name "Siberia" comes from the Mongolian "Sibor", which means "mud, mud".

When mentioning "Siberia", many people think of it as a barbaric land. In fact, there are about 40 million people living here.

Because of the rich mineral resources here, Soviet Russia built many industrial cities here.

Krasnoyarsk.

This is one of the largest cities in Siberia. It is located at the intersection of the Trans-Siberian Railway and the Yenisey River. It is the center of Siberia.

Since World War II, this place has gradually become the heavy industrial base of Soviet Russia, and many factories have moved here.

Of course, because Soviet Russia is vast and sparsely populated, although this is one of the largest cities in Siberia, it only has a population of about one million. It is similar to third-tier cities in China.

Next to the City Hall, Kirov District.

"Well, the weather is getting cold so fast, it's already started to snow..."

At this time, it is still cool autumn in most cities in inland China, but it is already very cold in Siberia.

Today's temperature is even closer to freezing.

Ice-cold sleet was floating in the sky, hitting the window edges with a rattling sound.

A muscular middle-aged man, shirtless, pushed open the window door, holding a bottle of Volga just taken out from the basement, leaning drunkenly against the window.

"The summer in Siberia is really short. So soon, winter is coming again! In a few days, maybe you can call your old friends and go to the countryside to hunt some reindeer. In this weather, you should eat venison around the oven.

That’s called life.”

While he drank vodka, he thought happily about the delicious taste of venison.

Ever since he made a fortune playing black boxing in China, he has been in a state of semi-retirement for the past year.

The money he earned from Chinese black boxing, plus a Chinese mercenary friend he knew, knew that he was going back to China, so he also gave him a lot of travel expenses.

In the economically depressed Soviet Russia, he was almost considered a small tycoon.

At least he was never stingy when it came to drinking vodka. He would move box after box from the supermarket to his home cellar.

In addition, his wife and children also moved out of the cramped group-rented apartment and lived in a small villa next to the city center.

Houses in Siberia are very cheap, food is not expensive, and the natural resources here are very rich. Even light industrial products, such as televisions and computers, are slightly more expensive than in big cities such as Moscow.

However, because this city is located at a railway hub, there are also very abundant supplies. Apart from being a little cold, it is very suitable for retirement.

But what is cold?

He grew up in a world of ice and snow. He dared to swim at minus 30 degrees Celsius. Would he be afraid of the cold?

"Dad, phone! Someone is looking for you!"

Just when Abu was blowing the cold wind, drinking wine, and happily thinking about happy days, his daughter, Katerina, shouted in the room.

"I know! It must be that guy Frankie who asked me to go out for a drink! At the end of every month, when this guy has a little extra money, he must go to the bar and drink it all. What a stupid pig!"

Abu shook his head disdainfully, walked downstairs in slippers and big pants, and answered the phone.

However, as soon as he answered the phone, his expression suddenly changed.

"Abu, my old friend, I haven't seen you for a year. You must have lived a very comfortable life in Siberia, right?"

This voice was very young, and when it spoke Russian, it had a Chinese flavor to it. Abu immediately thought of someone.

China, blood unicorn!

In his drunken state, he immediately woke up and said nervously: "Xue Qilin, why did you contact me for no reason? Didn't you want to tell me that you have any tasks and want my help? Let me tell you first, I am already old.

, I don’t plan to continue doing this hard work as a mercenary!”

"Don't be nervous, Abu! How long has it been since you watched the news? I'm no longer the mercenary you know. I only know how to fight and kill!"

Yang Yunfan was speechless. Is there something wrong with this Abu's brain? What is his current status, and why would he ask him to help him on a mission?

Hearing this, Abu suddenly sobered up and laughed loudly: "I was drunk, but I didn't think about it for a moment. You are already a world-famous legendary miracle doctor. You are rich, powerful, and have a beautiful woman."

My wife, your senior officials in China seem to like you very much. Indeed, there is no need to fight."

After a pause, Abu said with a slightly joking tone: "Then, my distinguished friend, the miracle doctor, what do you want from me? A little guy like me shouldn't be able to do anything to help you. Perhaps, we

The Minister of Health would be happy to take your call."

"Abu, I can't tell you the specifics. It involves a bigger secret. Telling you will only hurt you. I don't have many friends in Soviet Russia, I only know one of you. I hope you can help me inquire about someone.

"

Yang Yunfan's tone was so serious that Abu couldn't help but look serious. He put away the playful smile on his face and said seriously: "Okay, my friend. I know your status is unusual now, but if you let me

If you betray national intelligence, I can only tell you that you have found the wrong person! After all, I, Abu, was once a soldier under the Sickle flag!"

Hearing this, Yang Yunfan suddenly smiled bitterly and said: "Abu, you misunderstood! I have no idea about your Soviet intelligence. Although I joined the Chinese military, I am a technical officer. I am not responsible for fighting.

Kill, kill, understand?"

"Then you came to me..."

Abu felt a little strange. He didn't think he had anything to do to help Yang Yunfan.

"I want you to help me find someone."

Yang Yunfan was silent for a moment on the phone, and then said: "This man may be unfamiliar to the ears of ordinary people in Soviet Russia. However, you were once a Soviet Russian soldier and a member of the Siberian training camp, so you should know him.

After all, he once served as the chief instructor of the Siberian training camp."

"who?"

Abu felt more and more nervous, and even his breathing felt rapid.

"Ivan Ivanovich Dmitrievich!"

Taking a deep breath, Yang Yunfan said a name!

The naming method of Soviet Russians is very similar to that of Europeans. The first name is their own name, the second is their father's name, and the third is the family surname.

Among these names, Ivan and Dmitrievich were both the names of the Grand Duke of Moscow, that is, the name of the Emperor of Soviet Russia!
Chapter completed!