The train driver in the courtyard

Humans are animals with incredible adaptability.

Once you are in a dangerous situation, your emotions will be like a roller coaster, going through several completely different stages, such as panic, despair, calmness, hope, etc.

Every stage is like a heavy question from fate.

Zhao Jitian was placed under house arrest in the courtyard for a few days. After several rounds of "interrogation", he gradually calmed down.

The Meteorological Bureau has not caught any substantial evidence against him now. As long as he can hold on, he will be able to take advantage of the wind when the wind direction changes.

At this time, Zhao Jitian's heart was full of hope.

But behind hope lies a deep unknown.

After passing this stage, whether we can successfully escape the crisis or fall into a deeper abyss of despair is still unknown.

The old cat has been a little worried lately, especially worried.

A while ago, Li Aiguo brought crucial news from the 906 base, clearly pointing out that there was a leaker inside the 221 Factory.

Moreover, the level of this leaker is quite high, and Zhao Jitian is the most suspicious.

Lao Mao immediately took people to control the 221th Special Telephone Section of Factory .

Through the investigation of the operator's records, it was finally determined that a call from the confidential information room to the 996 base in Sichuan Province was the most suspicious.

Operator Xiao Zhao looked through the original transfer records, which showed that the other party claimed to be a data clerk in the confidential information room.

Moreover, according to the strict regulations of the 39th Department, operators are strictly prohibited from eavesdropping on phone calls during work.

As a result, Lao Mao's investigation in Section 39 came to a dead end and yielded nothing.

Without any choice.

Lao Mao could only turn the focus of the investigation to the confidential information room. The confidential information room is a very special department in Factory 221, responsible for retrieving confidential information from research institutes around the country.

All the data clerks there are old comrades with extremely high ideological awareness and loyalty.

Lao Mao used technical means to determine that the call came from a phone on the document desk.

However, when he investigated further, he found that at the time the call was made, Zhang Ziluan and other data clerks were having dinner in a separate warehouse.

Everyone who was present at the time can testify for him that he had no time at all to commit the crime.

Lao Mao instantly realized that someone had sneaked into the confidential data room. Sure enough, he found traces of prying on the iron lock of the data room.

The person who did it had obviously received special training, and the traces were so faint that several meteorologists didn't even notice it at first.

The phone call clues were completely cut off at this point.

Lao Mao then conducted a comprehensive investigation on Zhao Jitian, but failed to find any clues.

If you calm down and think about it, it’s actually not difficult to understand.

For Zhao Jitian to be able to sit in the position of deputy director of the preparatory office, he must have gone through layers of screening and testing.

If there really were major doubts about him, the organization would not have given him such an important position.

The entire investigation has come to a standstill.

What gives Lao Mao the most headache is that some people in the capital have begun to speak up for Zhao Jitian.

Lao Mao put down the phone call from Director Li, stood up and walked to the door.

"The computing task in Room 1 has entered the most critical stage. From today on, no one is allowed to enter or leave Room 1."

"Dahei is in charge of the food and water supply for Room 1. Be alert to the enemy's poisoning."

"Yes!"

Looking at Lao Hei's hurried back, Lao Mao sighed deeply: "The progress here at the Ninth Institute is going smoothly. Now we can only hope that Comrade Driver can also make progress at the 906 Base."

"A-choo!" Li Aiguo squatted on the doorstep, looking at the heavy snow falling from the sky, and fell into silence.

This is already the eleventh day of snowing, and the sky still doesn't show any signs of clearing up.

You should know that Sichuan Province is located in a basin, and it mainly rains in winter and rarely snows.

This heavy snow can be called a snowstorm.

What’s even worse is that the 906 base never expected such a heavy snowfall, and the material preparations were so inadequate.

"Comrade Aiguo, it's time for breakfast!" Director Chen walked laboriously into the yard, stepping through the snow that was above his calves, and shouted loudly towards Li Aiguo.

Li Aiguo withdrew his gaze, rubbed his face that was frozen by the cold wind, and walked into the shabby house that was used as a canteen.

The food on the table was different from the black steamed buns of the past few days and became the so-called "scientific research meal".

This "scientific research meal" is just a sweet potato and a bowl of sorghum porridge.

The sweet potatoes were sweet and tasted like candy. The young researchers happily swallowed the fist-sized sweet potatoes.

But this sorghum porridge is very different!

The porridge didn't look like dry rice, nor like thin porridge. There was a layer of black shell floating on top.

You can't swallow this thing in big gulps. You have to rinse each shell clean and chew it slowly. If you're not careful, it will get stuck in your throat and you won't be able to get it up or down, which is very uncomfortable.

Those female comrades, with tears in their eyes, spit out sorghum husks and slurp porridge...

Ledenev, an old comrade who had been on the battlefield, couldn't help frowning after finishing a bowl of sorghum porridge.

"Ahem, Director Chen...if we continue like this, it won't work."

In order to "deliver" more information before the results came out, Ledenev accelerated the teaching progress.

The students have classes during the day, and have to "set questions" and organize the "answers" at night, which is a lot of work.

How could anyone bear to eat this stuff every day?

Seeing the chief consultant asking about it, Director Chen smiled awkwardly: "It's just a few days, wait a few days."

"Will the supplies be delivered in a few days? Will we be able to eat white flour buns?" Ledenev was a little excited.

Director Chen: "In a few days, we may have to eat Guanyin soil."

Ledenev: “.”

Director Chen explained with embarrassment: "The mountain is blocked by heavy snow now. There is no other way except airdropping. Even these sweet potatoes and sorghum were donated to us by the Banshan Commune at the foot of the mountain two days ago."

"I hope the snow will stop soon." Ledenev looked at the snow outside and sighed.

After finishing his meal, Li Aiguo strolled back to the dormitory to rest.

Soon, Zhou Xiaomeng hurriedly pushed open the dormitory door and ran in.

"Commissioner Li, Xiao Zhao fainted."

Xiao Zhao... A thin figure immediately appeared in Li Aiguo's mind.

This girl came from Jiangsu Province. She exudes the unique fragility of Jiangnan women. Ever since she came to 906, her appetite has not been very good.

"Come on, let's go take a look."

Li Aiguo hurriedly followed Zhou Xiaomeng to the infirmary.

When we got there, the doctor had already given Xiao Zhao a cup of brown sugar tea. Xiao Zhao slowly woke up, and his pale face finally had a hint of color.

The doctor asked, "Comrade Zhao Xiu, I just checked and you fainted due to malnutrition. How could you not eat?"

Xiao Zhao's face turned red all of a sudden, and he stammered, "...I couldn't poop out the sorghum porridge after I ate it..."

Li Aiguo sighed silently in his heart.

For a girl to say such a thing, it is clear that the situation at Base 906 has become so bad that it is a matter of life and death.

After Li Aiguo sent Zhao Xiu back to the dormitory to rest, he stood in the heavy snow and looked at the mountains not far away.

Director Chen from the 906 base said that this mountain is a branch of the Min Mountain and originally had no name. A few years ago, many black bears were found in the mountain, so the locals called it Black Bear Mountain.

"If only we could get some food from the mountains."

According to the confidentiality regulations of the 906 base, base personnel must report to their superiors before going out, but now the telephone lines are down.

However, rules are dead, but people are alive.

Li Aiguo straightened his collar and prepared to go find Director Chen to discuss this matter.

Before he reached the door of Director Chen's office, he heard the sound of a gun bolt being pulled in the distance.

"Which one? Stop!"

"I, the old boss."

Li Aiguo walked to the gate in the wind and snow, and saw a man and a dog walking towards this side with difficulty in the distance. The man and the dog were also dragging a thing similar to a sled.

The security officers all seemed to know the people who were coming and put away their guns.

At this time, Director Chen heard the noise and rushed over.

"Old Gangtou, it's snowing so heavily, why are you here?"

This old man looked to be in his fifties, but he looked like he was in his sixties. His skin was very dry and cracked, and he had a pipe in his mouth.

Director Chen explained to Li Aiguo before the old man came over.

The old gang leader is a retired veteran.

At that time, the army wanted to arrange him in the city, but Lao Gangtou wanted to take care of his mother in her old age, so he declined the formal arrangement and returned to the small mountain village, becoming a special public security commissioner in the commune.

After the 906 base was built, the superiors took into consideration that the base would inevitably have to deal with the surrounding areas.

In order to maintain maximum confidentiality, the old gang leader was chosen to be the "materials specialist".

The sorghum flour delivered a while ago was obtained by Lao Gangtou.

When the old gang leader came up to him, Li Aiguo could see clearly that he was wearing the tattered cotton-padded jacket commonly worn by locals. His eyebrows and beard were covered with snowflakes, and his face was blue from the cold, but he looked in good spirits.

There was also a machete hanging around his waist.

The old man pointed at the "sled" behind him and said, "Yesterday, the hunting team from the village went up the mountain and killed a bear. Since you don't have food to eat here, we sent it to you."

Bear... Li Aiguo was slightly stunned and thought, how come there are bears in Sichuan Province?

Director Chen was already excited at this time: "Comrade Lao Gangtou, how can this be possible? We also know the situation in the commune."

The old man interrupted him by waving his pipe: "Old Chen, I don't know what your compound is doing, but it must be doing something big.

If it weren't for you, our place might still be occupied by the Japanese. All members have agreed to send the black bear, so don't refuse."

"This is against discipline." Director Chen was about to refuse, but Li Aiguo stopped him: "Director, let's accept it first and get through this period, and then compensate the villagers later."

Director Chen was also aware of the situation at the base and nodded after hesitating for a moment.

"Chief Zhang, pull the black bear back."

The sled was actually a simple vehicle made of two wooden sticks tied together, which was difficult for one person to pull, so Li Aiguo stepped forward to help. Unexpectedly, the hound responsible for pulling the sled suddenly broke free from the noose and rushed towards Li Aiguo aggressively.

"What a good dog!" Li Aiguo couldn't help but admire it inwardly.

Nowadays, people in mountain villages are particularly fond of raising dogs, firstly because they can guard the house, and secondly because they can be used as hunting dogs.

Moreover, the dogs they raise are all local breeds, known as Chinese native dogs.

Some people call them local dogs, saying that they are not as noble as purebred dogs from abroad, but this is actually a misunderstanding.

Like this reddish-brown dog, its real scientific name is Sichuan Hound, which is a rare dog breed in the world in later generations.

The Sichuan East Dog has long been used by the people for guarding homes and hunting. The dog is very obedient and loyal to its owner, has a fierce personality, is smart and witty, and is one of the best hunting dogs.

Some people will never be able to straighten their spines, as they abandon their own rare dog breeds and spend high prices to buy hunting dogs from abroad.

"Dahong, don't shout, we are one of our own." Lao Gangtou quickly squatted down and rubbed Dahong's head.

Dahong... Li Aiguo looked at the ferocious hunting dog and couldn't help but twitching his lips twice. He thought that the old man was really lazy in naming the dog.

At this time, Dahong was staring at Li Aiguo with a fierce look. Although he stopped shouting, his eyes were flashing with ferocity and his mouth made a "whooshing" sound.

A true hunting dog must understand what its owner means.

"Old boss, I won't let you go in to rest." Director Chen said a little embarrassedly when he saw Li Aiguo and the security chief pulling the sled in.

"Old Chen, I know the rules." The old gang leader patted Dahong's head and shouted, "Let's go back."

The man and the dog turned around and gradually disappeared in the wind and snow.

At some point, Ledenev also came behind the gate, looked at the figure in the distance, and murmured to himself: "What a good people..."

[Things that our ancestors experienced personally, scolding the dog author, the dog author admitted it]

With the black bear sent by Lao Gangtou, the problem of tight supply of materials at the 906 base was finally alleviated.

Everyone carefully cut up the black bear meat, cooked some of it into delicious stir-fried dishes, and used the internal organs to make steaming soup.

The sick Xiao Zhao was given half a bear paw, hoping that it would help her get better soon.

However, there is also an advantage to the heavy snow blocking the mountains. Ledenev cut off contact with Moscow and was able to focus all his energy on "teaching" work.

In just over ten days, with the cooperation of Li Aiguo, the students "discovered" a lot of secrets related to mushroom growing from Ledenev's mouth.

As the days passed, the heavy snow lasted for a full half month and finally the sky cleared up.

Early in the morning, Li Aiguo was still asleep when he was awakened by the sound of a propeller.

He hurried out of the house and saw a "big strange bird with an iron shell" buzzing towards him, its propeller cutting through the air, making a "whoosh whoosh" sound.

The huge iron-shelled bird is painted dark green, with the word "August 1st" in red and yellow on its tail.

"Z-5!" Li Aiguo recognized it at a glance. This helicopter is the only armed helicopter that can be produced in China at present.

"I didn't expect that our superiors would even send the Z-5 to help us." Director Chen was surprised and delighted, and hurriedly went up to greet them with the security officer.

The helicopter landed in the compound, and two pilots jumped out and saluted Director Chen.

"Commander, we have been ordered to deliver a batch of supplies. Please check them."

The Z-5 has a carrying capacity of only about seven and a half tons. In order to ensure safety, the Z-5 transported a total of four tons of supplies this time.

Most of it was coarse grains, including one ton of flour, some soybean oil, and more than a dozen cans of milk powder urgently transferred from various places.

"According to the transportation plan, the next batch of supplies will arrive after the road is passable."

"We have other tasks. Goodbye!"

As a rare helicopter in China, the Z-5 was extremely busy. As soon as the supplies were unloaded, the two pilots drove it away in a hurry.

Looking at the bags of white refined flour, Li Aiguo felt warm in his heart, and an idea came to his mind: "The New Year is coming soon, let's distribute some refined flour to the Banshan Commune at the foot of the mountain. They have helped us so much."

"I agree!"

Ledenev immediately came out in support.

During the most difficult days, if it weren't for the big black bear sent by Lao Gangtou, several people in the 906 base might have fallen ill.

Director Chen naturally nodded in agreement.

But the telephone line is not connected yet, so there is no way to inform Lao Gangtou of the good news for the time being.

All of a sudden, the 906 base became "rich" and everyone could eat bear meat and white flour buns to their heart's content. However, Li Aiguo was still thinking about the result of the ninth inning.

Five days later, Lao Gangtou brought Dahong and a batch of supplies to the 906 base.

This time, the dried vegetables were collected from the village, and they were full of the villagers’ love.

Director Chen accepted the dried vegetables and before the old gangster could react, he asked two security officers to carry fifteen bags of flour and load them onto the sled.

"This, this is how our commune can take your things." The old man was shocked and tried to stop them.

Li Aiguo grabbed the old leader's arm and said, "Uncle, you were once a member of the team, so you should know that our principle is not to take anything from the people. If you don't accept the food, you are making us make a mistake."

"You kid...you are such a bastard." The old man knew that he had to accept the noodles today.

He was just about to pull the sled down the mountain with Dahong when he suddenly seemed to remember something and grabbed Li Aiguo's arm: "Hey, leader, wait a minute. I have something for you."

As he spoke, he opened his cotton jacket with his other hand.

A small black and white head popped out from his arms.

"Panda!" Li Aiguo took a breath of cold air. Wow, it turned out to be a baby panda.

The little guy is about the same size as a puppy. He has been stuck in the cotton-padded jacket all the way. Now that he can breathe, he feels very excited.

He opened his big, round, black eyes and stared at Li Aiguo curiously.

"Panda? Comrade leader, is this the scientific name? We call it flower bear here."

Lao Gangtou rubbed the panda's head, took it out of his arms and handed it to Li Aiguo.

Li Aiguo took it subconsciously, and only reacted when he held it in his arms.

Oh shit, how did I catch the bomb?

"Old Gangtou, where did this panda come from?" Director Chen was also shocked. He had heard that there were pandas in the nearby mountains, but this was the first time he saw a cub.

Lao Gangtou was a heavy smoker. When he wanted to pick up his pipe, Li Aiguo had already put a sunflower in his mouth.

Li Aiguo clasped his hands and lit a cigarette for him.

"This cigarette is boring," the old man muttered softly, then he remembered Director Chen's question.

"Our commune organized another hunting trip a few days ago."

"What? You hunted a panda?" Director Chen was shocked.

The old gang leader quickly waved his hands and said, "That can't be done. The flower bear must be protected. This has been announced on the loudspeaker in the commune, and we all understand it. This is what's going on."

It turned out that when the hunting team was cleaning up the bear barn on the mountain, they accidentally discovered an empty tree barn with only a panda cub and a pool of blood inside.

Following the bloodstains on the snow, they saw wolf footprints and three wolf corpses with their chests torn open on the edge of the cliff.

It is obvious that the mother panda fought a desperate battle with the wolf on the edge of the cliff to protect her cubs, but was finally outnumbered and fell off the cliff.

"This little bear will definitely not survive in the mountains alone, so we have no choice but to bring it down the mountain. But we have no experience raising little bears, so we thought of having you send the little bear to the zoo in the city."

You know, life in the commune was extremely difficult. Even though there was relief food, it was just enough to make ends meet. There was no extra food to feed the flower bear.

What's more, this teddy bear is too small and needs milk powder.

After understanding the whole story, Li Aiguo agreed immediately.

"Uncle, don't worry, we will find a way to contact the relevant authorities after a while."

Just kidding, this might be the only chance in Li Aiguo's two lifetimes to take advantage of the national treasure openly.

The panda touched the soft fur with its big palm, and raised its little head to look at Li Aiguo: "Why does this person have no sense of boundaries?"

With a click, Li Aiguo placed the bowl of milk powder in front of the panda.

The little guy first looked at Li Aiguo warily, and when he saw there was no danger, he tentatively put his head into the enamel basin and licked it gently with his little tongue.

"Hey...it's milk. How can this man have milk...could it be...he is my nanny!"

The panda Gugugu drank the sweet milk powder.

The dad is pretty good.

The arrival of the panda cubs created a small storm of joy at the 906 base.

All the researchers came over to watch the fun, and several female researchers were so maternal that they donated the milk powder they had been allocated.

Zhou Xiaomeng stretched out her finger and wanted to touch the panda, but was afraid of hurting it, so she quickly retracted it.

"Patriotic comrade, should we give it a name?"

Li Aiguo smoked a cigarette, looked at the panda that almost buried its head in the enamel basin, and said quietly: "Just tell it to eat."

This little guy has only been here for one day and he has already eaten up all of Li Aiguo’s milk powder quota.

Now Li Aiguo owes Ledenev a whole can of milk powder.

"Chichi. This name is too vulgar." Zhou Xiaomeng felt sorry for the panda.

"Ang" he raised his head from the enamel basin and looked at Zhou Xiaomeng with contempt.

What do you know, little girl!
The name ChiChi was given to me by my dad. It is the most beautiful name in the world.

Okay, I see, you must be trying to steal my milk powder.

Chichi sneezed at Zhou Xiaomeng and quickly buried his head in the enamel basin.

Li Aiguo: "."

Zhou Xiaomeng: “.”

Night falls.

Base 906 was immersed in silence.

Li Aiguo studied hard for most of the night. He yawned, put the book aside, blew out the kerosene lamp, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

At some point, he felt a furry thing appear on his chest.

Reached out and rubbed it.

Well, it feels good.

(End of this chapter)