The train driver in the courtyard

1960, lunar calendar, the twentieth day of the first lunar month.

Suitable for: fishing, making nets, plugging holes, and hunting.

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Li Aiguo tore off the page in the calendar, turned around, changed into a suit, put on a hat, hugged Xiao Hongsheng, and strode out the door.

At this time, the cold wind was howling outside.

Snowflakes are falling from the sky.

The wind is cold.

The snow is cold.

The blood is hot.

Li Aiguo straightened his collar and pushed his bicycle out of the compound.

When we arrived at the front yard, the third uncle seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

"coming."

"coming."

"Can you fish?"

“I can fish.”

“I still can’t learn it after all.”

"You still can't learn it after all."

Silence, long silence.

"The agreement still stands."

"The agreement still stands." He spoke crisply, enunciating each word without any hesitation.

The two nodded to each other and went their separate ways.

The third uncle sweeps the yard, and Li Aiguo sweeps the capital.

Li Aiguo's figure disappeared at the gate of the compound.

The three aunts came over from behind.

"Old Yan, your little plan didn't work this time. You didn't learn how to fish, and you still have to help Xiao Hongsheng with his homework. Isn't that a disadvantage?"

The broom stood there, the third uncle pondered for a moment, and then slowly said: "It's time for dinner after the tutoring class, can Li Aiguo not invite me to have dinner?! I can skip meals for the whole day and save my stomach, so I can earn back the tuition fee, right?"

The three aunts were silent for a moment and gave a thumbs up.

A few years ago, when we had a good relationship with the Russians, we built a special building for experts in the Friendship Hotel on the West Third Ring Road.

At this time, a gray-white Soviet-made Volga sedan with its license plate covered drove out of the Friendship Hotel, sped all the way to the northeast of the capital, and stopped in a remote alley on Beihuan East Road, more than ten miles away from the square.

Although the car stopped, it did not shut down.

A woman's hand reached out through the car window and opened the rearview mirror.

Time passed bit by bit.

When a man in oil-stained clothes appeared in the rearview mirror, the car suddenly reversed and drove out of the alley.

The sedan followed the man in oil-covered clothes around the capital and finally arrived at the Xiba River Bridge.

The man in oil-filled clothing carried his bicycle down the bridge, leaned in the shadow under the bridge, and lit a cigarette.

The car stopped and a man and a woman got out.

The woman was wrapped in a woolen windbreaker, covering up her body curves.

Behind her followed a man in his thirties, standing straight and firm with a neat crew cut.

The man was carrying a heavy bag, but the woman was not carrying a heavy bag.

The two men looked around and then went down the bridge.

"You're here." Li Aiguo stared at Berezhnaya.

"???" Berezhnaya frowned: "Shouldn't I come?"

"Forget it, there's nothing like Master Gu." Li Aiguo felt that it was difficult to communicate with the old Russian, so he pointed at the man and said, "Please leave."

The man's face changed, and he put his hands on his waist, ready to draw his weapon.

Berezhnaya stopped the man and whispered in his ear for a while.

Although the man was a little worried, he had to leave.

Berezhnaya took the bag from him and handed it to Li Aiguo: "Comrade train driver, there is a batch of information in it. Please pick out the wrong data."

"Where's the money?" Li Aiguo didn't even look at the bag.

"Sorry, I have to check the data first and then pay the reward." Berezhnaya felt that her momentum was suppressed by Li Aiguo.

This kind of passivity was something Berezhnaya could not tolerate.

She deliberately puffed out her chest, waiting for Li Aiguo to give in.

Who would have thought that Li Aiguo would just glance at her indifferently, flick away his cigarette butt, turn around and leave with his bicycle on his shoulder.

Berezhnaya panicked and hurriedly caught up and stood in front of Li Aiguo.

"Train driver, don't think that this is Dongda University. I can't do anything to you if you dare."

The words have not yet fallen.

"Paji."

The shoes stepped into the dirty water, splashing large amounts of turbid water.

Li Aiguo dropped his bicycle and rushed up almost immediately.

His right hand slashed out like lightning and hit the elbow that Berezhnaya used to block. His left palm slashed towards Berezhnaya's neck. His temper was extremely violent.

Berezhnaya was just feeling thankful for her quick reaction when her eyes shifted to Li Aiguo's left foot, which had silently taken half a step forward, and her heart suddenly sank.

She tried to pull her elbow back, but it was too late.

Li Aiguo suddenly kicked up with his right leg, using his left foot, which had taken a half step forward, as a fulcrum, and kicked up with his right foot.

The tip of the work shoe kicked Berezhnaya's chin hard, causing her neck to tilt back and she almost vomited blood.

Li Aiguo was relentless and rushed forward, grabbing the wrist of Berezhnaya as she leaned back.

A fierce light flashed in his eyes.

Grasp the shoulder blade with your left hand and hold the calf with your right hand.

With a powerful flip of his palms, Berezhnaya fell to the ground!
Berezhnaya felt like a rag doll that had been smashed into pieces. It took her a long time to cough.

Li Aiguo lit a cigarette, stepped on Berezhnaya's neck and twisted it hard.

The smooth breathing that had just started was interrupted again. Berezhnaya's face turned red, but only a hoarse sound could be heard from her throat.

People will die. This man is a lunatic. If he continues like this, people will die. Berezhnaya had never been so frightened before. The strong fortress in her heart suddenly collapsed.

She uttered a sound with her remaining breath: "I'm sorry"

The big foot slowly lifted up, and fresh air rushed into the body through the trachea. Berezhnaya breathed in greedily. She felt like she almost died just now.

"Remember, only this time!"

Li Aiguo's cold voice came to her ears. Berezhnaya was lying on the ground, unable to move.

Physical harm comes second.

She couldn't accept that her Sambo skills, which she was so proud of, couldn't last a single round against Li Aiguo.

Sambo was created by the Russian People's Commissariat for Internal Affairs and the army to improve the close combat capabilities of soldiers.

It combines effective techniques from a variety of martial arts, including judo, wrestling, etc.

Although Berezhnaya is just a woman, she has become a master of fighting by relying on Sambo.

"If you're not dead, get out of here!"

A cold voice came to her ears again. Berezhnaya wanted to scold the other party, but found that her body was a little out of control, so she slowly got up.

After brushing off the dust on her body and tidying up her hair, Berezhnaya took a deep breath and said, "Comrade train driver, please abide by the regulations of the Ministry of Internal Affairs."

Li Aiguo ignored her and continued, "I'll give you one last chance. Take out the reward."

Berezhnaya wanted to reach for the gun, but found that her body was out of control again. She squatted down and took out a stack of banknotes from her bag.

"Here are twenty thousand rubles."

Li Aiguo took it and put it in his pocket without even looking at it.

"Now bring out the information."

"Yes!" Berezhnaya answered subconsciously, but as soon as the words came out of her mouth, she realized something was wrong.

She is Li Aiguo's superior, almost like a superior. How can she behave like a follower?

Berezhnaya wanted to correct herself, but found herself again that she seemed to... seemed to enjoy this feeling a little.

There was a lot of information, and it was very diverse. Li Aiguo picked up a few pages, squatted on the ground, and turned the pages one by one.

If it were in the past, Berezhnaya would definitely be able to sense that there was something wrong with Li Aiguo's actions, as if he was doing it on purpose to show off to someone.

But at this time, Berezhnaya had lost the ability to think, and just stood there, waiting to be called.

She also realized that something was wrong with her condition and wanted to resist, but the feeling was too wonderful, as if something in her bones was awakened.

"What are you standing there for? Light a cigarette."

"Yes!" Berezhnaya took out a pack of cigarettes from her pocket, put her white fingers into Li Aiguo's mouth, and took out a lighter to light it.

"Ahem, your cigarettes are just like the way you do things, so rough." Li Aiguo took two puffs, threw the cigarette butt away, and concentrated his energy on the information in front of him.

Found a treasure!

Except for a small amount of information on mushroom growing techniques, most of this information is related to a radio proximity fuse called "Big Eyes V".

The proximity fuse is a technology that Li Aiguo has always been envious of.

Its written explanation is a fuze that acts by sensing the presence, distance and direction of a target according to the characteristics of the target or the environment.

A more popular explanation is that it is a guidance radar installed on the artillery shells.

Comrades who have graduated from primary school all know that the hit rate of bullets, artillery shells and anti-aircraft artillery on the battlefield is pitifully low.

Usually, it takes dozens of shells for one shell to hit an effective target.

The price of artillery shells is not cheap. Usually after a battle, the enemy is not destroyed, but oneself is bankrupt.

In order to solve this embarrassing situation, during World War II, the United States and Europe jointly developed a fuse called VT.

It can make the shells explode in advance when they are close to the target.

Using the fragments produced by the explosion to kill the target greatly expands the killing area and improves the hit efficiency.

This is a transformative technology.

Whether used on anti-aircraft shells for anti-aircraft fire or on field artillery for ground combat, the combat effectiveness of this new type of fuze was direct and devastating, and it greatly undermined the morale of the enemy.

During the war, the project remained a strictly guarded secret.

Therefore, the Japanese and Sandezi who were hit by this kind of firepower never realized why the Allied artillery fire suddenly became so cruel, accurate and deadly.

Five-star General Master Lu once said: "The proximity fuze was the Allies' best-kept secret during World War II—a secret worth billions of dollars."

This type of fuzed shell was also used on a large-caliber artillery on the northern battlefield.

As a result, the shells with fuses were seized during our rapid advance.

In order to prevent us from obtaining this technology, the Americans had to spend a lot of money and send out large-scale aircraft bombing.

At that time, we didn't understand the importance of that batch of shells, and as a result, we only got one "battle damage" level fuse, which was a pity.

Although the accuracy of this type of fuse is not high, it is low in cost and can be used on a large scale in artillery shells, which can improve the accuracy of firepower by several levels.

This is a bit similar to the weapon enhancement in online games.

It's a very profitable business.

So after we learned that this thing existed, we began to invest huge amounts of manpower and resources in its development.

The result should not be what one wants.

Li Aiguo also wanted to purchase this technology in the system, but found that the skill points required for this technology were as high as two thousand points.

He was stunned at that time.

After a closer look, I found that although the production process of this thing is simple, it involves too much technology.

Optical, magnetic field or electronic feedback technology, miniaturization of equipment by installing a radar-like radio device inside the missile, and miniaturization of electronic equipment.
The most critical one is battery technology.

The battery must be powerful enough, work long enough, and be able to function in a temperature range from -50 degrees Celsius to 100 degrees Celsius.

In his previous life, Li Aiguo vaguely knew that the Russians contained relevant technology in this batch of information.

It is precisely because of the use of fuse technology that the Russians' missile hit rate has been unprecedentedly improved.

In the Monkey War, the Northern Monkeys relied on the Russian missiles to shoot down more than 150 American fighters and bombers. Fuze technology is a card!

Now we have this card too!
The most important thing is that the fuze technology is only technically complex, and the manufacturing processes are actually from the 1940s and 1950s, and it is fully capable of production according to current domestic military technology.

When Li Aiguo thought about beating up India and kicking the monkey in a few years, when those artillery shells and missiles would seem to have eyes and the enemy's tanks and fighter planes would tremble in the sound of the explosions, he felt so happy that his nose was about to burst.

Ahem! I've been thinking too much. I'll collect my thoughts and continue working.

He first spent one hundred points to purchase a technology called oscillator.

This technology is the core technology in fuze technology.

Almost instantly, countless unfamiliar knowledge flooded into Li Aiguo's mind.

After opening his eyes again, Li Aiguo quickly picked up the document and started reading.

The entire reading process took half an hour.

Berezhnaya stood quietly by the side until Li Aiguo put down the documents and lit a cigarette, then she dared to ask softly.

"How about it?"

"There are no problems with other technologies. There are only two important parameters in this document that are wrong." Li Aiguo said as he pretended to take out a pen and make a mark on the document.

of course.

As a technician in the factory, Losenberg did come up with a full set of techniques.

There are indeed some minor problems with these two parameters, but they are not critical parameters and do not affect the normal operation of the fuze at all.

But after receiving 20,000 rubles from someone, I can't just do nothing.

"Is there nothing else?" Berezhnaya asked nervously.

"No, you go back, I still have to go to work."

Li Aiguo raised his wrist to check the time, stood up, carried his bicycle and was about to walk out.

Berezhnaya looked at his back and couldn't help shouting, "Can we meet again?"

The figure carrying the bicycle disappeared in the snow outside, and a word drifted in with the cold wind: "No need"

"This man is so manly. Just like..." The figure of a nobleman emerged in Berezhnaya's mind.

The nobleman was tall, cold, and imposing. He often wielded a whip, making people kneel down under his military boots.

Berezhnaya was daydreaming and feeling very happy, but she saw the figure carrying the bicycle coming back.

"Comrade train driver, what happened?" Berezhnaya thought something had gone wrong outside and was about to rush out with her pistol drawn.

Li Aiguo waved his hand: "Ahem, everything is fine outside, I have a message for you."

"News?" Berezhnaya was a little confused.

Li Aiguo came over and lowered his voice: "On March 1st, Xiaomei's family took action in Svalbard Islands."

Berezhnaya was startled. "A movement? What movement?"

Li Aiguo frowned: "Comrade Berezhnaya, how can such a secret be so accurate!"

"I understand. Comrade train driver, don't worry, we are absolutely grateful for your efforts." Berezhnaya said quickly.

She didn't realize at all that she was being scolded, and she didn't even feel disgusted at all.

When she came to her senses, the figure carrying the bicycle disappeared again in the wind and snow outside, and a sentence drifted in with the cold wind: "Remember, you owe me an intelligence fee."

Berezhnaya: “.”

At this time, the Russian outside came in and was startled when he saw Berezhnaya's strange expression.

He lowered his voice and said, "This guy is too arrogant. Now that we have obtained the information, he is useless. It is better to kill him directly to avoid exposing our whereabouts."

"Pa!" As soon as the Russian finished speaking, he was slapped hard in the face.

He stood aside with his face covered, not daring to say a word.

"Let's go back!" Berezhnaya took a last deep look into the distance, gathered her windbreaker, turned around and walked towards the bridge.

The car started and was soon submerged in the wind and snow.

A whistle was heard in the distance.

A rustling sound was heard under the originally quiet bridge.

I saw a figure slowly sliding down from the top of the pier, holding the pier.

"Team Leader Cat, how is it?" Li Aiguo, who had clearly left just now, suddenly walked over at this moment.

The old cat dusted off his body and handed the camera to Li Aiguo: "Don't worry, I've captured everything."

"here you go!"

Li Aiguo held the camera and clenched his fists tightly.

In order to complete this task, the Meteorological Bureau specially borrowed this German ALTISSA camera from Beijing TV Station.

Although the camera's lens is not as good as Leica's, it is one of the few cameras these days that can clearly capture text on paper from more than ten meters away.

After the camera was sent back to the weather station, the director of the material preparation office immediately arranged for several professional photo developers to use chemicals to develop the photos.

In the evening, the high-power long-wave radio station of the Beijing Meteorological Station was activated and sent a mysterious message.

Half an hour later, Langley's intelligence center received a message.

"The Russians are making unusual movements near Svalbard."

The person in charge of Langley frowned slightly when he saw the news: "Svalbard? The Russians are planning to cause trouble in the Arctic?"

The intelligence department specialist reported: "It is still unclear at the moment. The confidentiality level of the news is very high. It was one of our external broadcast specialists who got the news through a secret line in the Russians."

There was one thing he hadn't reported directly: the loyalty of the external broadcast specialist had been called into question.

There are signs that he may be related to the University of Tokyo.

Langley is now organizing an investigation.

Someone suggested: "Although we don't know the Russians' purpose, we must find out what they are going to do. I suggest sending the Triton nuclear submarine to investigate immediately."

The Langley official nodded and notified the Navy via a confidential phone call.

As the meeting was about to end, the intelligence specialist made a request: "The external broadcast specialist requested the allocation of $50,000 in special funds to reward the secret agent on the Russian side."

"Let's wait until the results come out." The person in charge tapped his fingers on the table: "If this news is true, we have all made a great contribution."

The meaning is very clear: there will be not only monetary rewards, but also promotions.

The intelligence specialist narrowed his eyes slightly.

Promotion is secondary. He needs to use this news to verify the loyalty of the external broadcasting specialist.

at the same time.

After returning to the Friendship Hotel, Berezhnaya immediately contacted the Ministry of Internal Affairs and reported the confidential information leaked to her by Li Aiguo.

"Xiaomei's family is taking any action in Svalbard? That shouldn't be the case. It's close to the North Pole and there's nothing there." Commander Xie held the phone and looked at the map with a confused look on his face.

"No concrete news?"

"Comrade the train driver said that he got this confidential information by chance from an old friend and there is no way to investigate further." Berezhnaya said in a low voice holding the microphone.

"I understand, Berezhnaya. I will handle the news." Commander Xie lit a cigar and asked, "Berezhnaya, how is the matter with the batch of documents going?"

Berezhnaya reported what had happened today.

Of course, she did not hide the fact that she was beaten up by Li Aiguo.

Because she believed that Commander Xie must have received the report through other channels.

Commander Xie didn't care whether Berezhnaya was injured or not. He said in a cold voice, "Those documents are extremely important. I have already dispatched a diplomatic plane, which will land in Beijing in two hours. You will return on the diplomatic plane. Remember, you must ensure the safety of the documents."

"Yes!"

After hearing the crisp answer from the microphone, Commander Xie put down the phone.

He stood up and walked to the large map, poking his finger at Svalbard, and muttered quietly: "What on earth are Xiaomei's people going to do?"

At this time, Commander Xie also knew that there was no other choice.

If Xiaomei's family really causes trouble in Svalbard, he, as the person responsible for the information, will be severely punished.

Commander Xie pondered for a moment and picked up the phone: "Please connect me to the Murmansk Naval Base."

A K-19 nuclear submarine sailed out of the Murmansk naval base in the Arctic Circle and headed silently towards the Svalbard Islands.

Almost at the same time, a Triton nuclear submarine sailed out of the Olafsven base in the Arctic Circle and headed silently towards the Svalbard Islands.

On March 1st, the two nuclear submarines discovered each other almost at the same time.

After the Moscow Ministry of Internal Affairs received the telegram sent by the submarine, Commander Xie looked a little excited: "Thanks to our Ministry of Internal Affairs for developing a small American family of meteorological personnel in advance, we were able to crush the enemy's conspiracy in time!"

After receiving the telegram, Langley's person in charge immediately reported to the Supreme Commander, saying in the report: "Our Langley strategy played a significant role at a critical moment. I suggest that the relevant personnel be rewarded according to their merits."

Two days later, a man in a suit walked out of his house and suddenly found that the car that used to be parked across the street had disappeared.

"Li, you forgot to bring coffee." A blonde woman rushed out of the kitchen and handed over a cup of coffee.

The man in the suit took the coffee, nodded at the woman, turned and walked towards the car.

"Eastern men are so boring. They don't even say goodbye with a kiss." The woman knew the suit man's temperament well. She just complained a few words dotingly and went into the house to help the two children get up.

The man in the suit started the car and arrived at an ordinary small building as usual.

The plaque on this small building reads "Foreign Broadcasting Bureau", which is actually a department under Langley, specifically responsible for collecting news from all over the world.

As soon as I opened the office door, my immediate boss came to me.

"Congratulations, Li. The news of your promotion helped us to expose the Russians' conspiracy. Our superiors have decided to transfer you to the Langley headquarters and put you in charge of Asia."

There was some envy in Dingtian's boss' tone. He believed that if he could be transferred to work at the headquarters, he would definitely be valued in the future.

After that, he patted the man in the suit on the arm apologetically and said, "Li, I'm sorry for what happened before. But you should understand that you are an Oriental, and you have to understand both us and Langley."

The man in the suit smiled and nodded, picked up the coffee cup and went into the office.

There is a mirror on the desk.

A middle-aged man with yellow skin and black hair appeared in the mirror.

He is a descendant of Yan and Huang.

****
night.

Li Aiguo was directing three groups of people to copy the technical materials on the photos when he suddenly received a notice from the farmer.

When they arrived at the office, the farmer shook his hand tightly and said, "Comrade driver, this time I want to thank you on behalf of an old friend."

As he said this, the farmer was filled with excitement.

Before liberation, an old friend of the farmer came into Xiaomei's home and became one of the sharp knives of the meteorological department.

He had no file in the Meteorological Bureau, only a code name - Helmsman.

Over the years, the helmsman has taken advantage of his environment to send back countless confidential messages.

However, this also caught Langley's attention.

Just a while ago, when the helmsman was reporting the news to his hometown, he said that he had been monitored and could be exposed at any time, so he asked his hometown to be prepared.

The farmer immediately instructed the helmsman to retreat, but if the helmsman retreated on his own, the information network that had been built up over many years would be completely destroyed.

He already carries poison capsules with him. Once caught, he will commit suicide by taking the poison, exchanging his own life for the safety of the information network.

The farmer's repeated persuasion was in vain, and he was hesitating whether to send someone to bring the helmsman back by force.

At this time, Li Aiguo proposed another plan - hide-and-seek.

The plan seemed a bit fanciful, but after careful analysis, the farmer keenly realized its feasibility.

Thus, the hide-and-seek plan was carried out, which resulted in the helmsman being credited with merit and cleared of suspicion.

Li Aiguo knew that the farmer’s so-called old friend should be the senior named Jin.

"Teacher, this is what I should do. Don't worry, I will never allow that senior to have any problems."

The farmer didn't quite understand what Li Aiguo said, but he didn't care. With excitement, he poured a glass of wine and handed it over.

As the strong liquor went down his throat, Li Aiguo's mood became excited.

He knew very well that this was not just a small setback for the helmsman, the real disaster came from the "Operation Eagle Claw" two or three decades ago.

However, since Li Aiguo has come to this era, he will not allow "Operation Eagle Claw" to occur.

Putting down his wine glass, Li Aiguo strode out of the office.

night.

It's black.

blood.

It's hot.

(End of this chapter)