Rebirth of the Flying Era

 Chapter 1446 Greater Benefits

Du Fei returned to the suite where he was staying alone, quickly reviewing the situation of his meeting with Serov in his mind.

Although he had just stepped into the territory of Sulian, he had the most intuitive impression of the current situation in Sulian, which was the local vassalization.

 If you look at this situation from the Far East alone, it seems that it is not too serious and is in an early stage.

But don’t forget, in the world before Du Fei traveled through the world, the Speed ​​Alliance would later collapse and form more than a dozen countries, and there was no Far East among them!

Du Fei can reasonably speculate that the situation of ‘vassalization’ in other places is much more serious than in the Far East.

 Especially the Baltic Sea coast and several stans in Central Asia.

Thinking back to the world before time travel, in the end Sulian sent troops to Afhan, but they were stuck in the quagmire for ten years and consumed themselves to death.

I'm afraid there is a cauldron of vassal-zhen transformation.

Fighting in Afhan requires a huge investment of funds every year. Although this is a heavy burden for the Soviet Union Central Committee, it is a piece of fat for the Central Asian countries next to Afhan.

Du Fei withdrew his gaze and looked at the woman with a playful expression.

This time I was accompanied by Natasha.

It's just that Du Fei knew better what the woman in front of him wanted to hear, but he refused to let her get what she wanted. He said calmly: "Natasha, my words may not be popular with you, but you Lucia was born in a bitter cold place, how can you understand us?" idea.”

 In their case, local collective interests have been higher than Moscow’s overall interests.

 The two of them were sitting opposite each other in the middle of the plane.

  No matter how powerful the family or group behind Serov is, they cannot solve this problem.

Of course, this so-called ‘greater benefit’ cannot be ‘bigger’ at all. For individuals, ‘bigger’ is enough.

Natasha curled her lips and did not respond.

 The direct flight from Irkutsk to Moscow is more than 4,000 kilometers.

 It’s just that the ‘private’ must be large enough and substantial enough.

 To break the situation, there is only one way, which is to create a greater benefit.

Du Fei said: "What do you mean, it seems that Serov is not very reliable?"

Du Fei said: "What's wrong? You don't think of yourself as part of the West, do you? I always thought that we were comrades in the Eastern camp."

Natasha said: "Don't blame me. Don't tell me that you don't understand what I meant when I left early yesterday. Your cooperation has nothing to do with me. If anything happens in the future, don't come to me."

Du Fei smiled nonchalantly: "Gentleman, that's just a trick made up by Westerners to deceive children."

Dufey didn’t take Natasha’s reminder to heart.

Du Fei saw through this and decisively gave them more benefits.

Natasha also looked outside and suddenly said: "Du, Xianbelia is right next to you. Why didn't you occupy this place and ended up becoming our land?"

Du Fei said: "Of course, it can bring benefits to both parties, why not? What's more, Serov is the friend you introduced, and I will definitely give it your face."

Du Fei said after a while: "Natasha, believe me, if you still subconsciously regard yourself as a part of Europe or the West, this kind of thinking will kill you sooner or later."

It’s not that Du Fei is arrogant, but that he is irreplaceable in this matter. Vegetables and fruits from Southeast Asia are the basis of all interests.

 At the cruising speed of a K-8 passenger plane, it will take about six hours.

Only if this benefit is attractive enough to kidnap local groups in the entire Far East, can the next step of simultaneous disarmament by both parties have any hope of success.

 In a word, it is nothing more than abolishing public affairs for private reasons.

It just so happened that Polezhny had given too much indulgence to the local government in order to ascend to power. Faced with this situation, he wanted to make changes, but he was unable to do so.

 But if they abandoned it, why did they take the initiative to contact Du Fei? This is a paradox in itself.

Those armies have become bargaining chips and resources in their hands, and talking about disarmament now means cutting off their flesh.

 The next day, Du Fei left the sanatorium and boarded the plane again.

 Similarly, this time Serov took the initiative to find Du Fei through Natasha.

 To some extent, their interests are not aligned with Moscow's.

From the current point of view, this matter can no longer be solved unilaterally in Moscow.

Du Fei looked through the porthole at the vast Xianbelia plain below, which was covered with snow and lifeless.

Natasha pursed her lips and said, "Anyway, I'll say it first."

 Unless they directly abandon this part of the interests.

 In fact, Du Fei, like many Huaguo people, regretted losing Xianbelia.

It took a few seconds to calm down: "Du, you are really not a gentleman."

Natasha blinked her eyes. She originally wanted to trouble Du Fei, but suddenly she felt that her heart was so blocked that she couldn't breathe.

At this point, Du Fei paused for a moment and said meaningfully: "Since the time of Tsarist Russia, you have been making every effort to obtain a freeze-free port, and any port on our coastline is what you have dreamed of. …What you strive for, we are born with.”

Natasha frowned and said, "Can you say that in front of me?"

Even if Moscow agrees in principle, the Far East has a hundred ways to prevent it and even create some tense atmosphere when necessary.

Natasha frowned, not wanting to continue this topic: "Okay, let's not talk about this. Do you agree to cooperate with Serov and the others?"

Then Natasha went to the bedroom on the plane to take a nap.

By the time she woke up, the plane had already crossed the Ural Mountains and entered Europe.

Looking down from the air, many parts of the Eastern European plains are still covered in white snow.

To the west of the Ural Mountains is an endless forest in which many cities are scattered.

 The scale and density of cities here are obviously larger than those east of the Ural Mountains.

 1,200 kilometers east from here is Moscow, the capital of Sulian.

The flight continued for more than an hour, and around one o'clock in the afternoon, Du Fei saw the outline of a huge city emerging in the distance through the port window.

The Mosco River meanders through this city of more than nine million people.

Natasha noticed Du Fei looking outside and said with a smile, "How do you feel when you see Mosco?"

Du Fei looked back: "Moscow is a great city."

Natasha glanced outside and whispered: "Every inch of the land here is smeared with the blood of Lucians."

　　Neither of them spoke any more as the plane landed. Until there were a few slight bumps, the plane landed safely.

Du Fei's entourage was arranged by a dedicated person, and he and Natasha got off the gangway and got into a Gil car directly on the tarmac of the airport.

This kind of luxury car Duffy has been seen in China, and it is this kind of car that Hongqi sedan appeared to replace.

But this Gil car was the latest model. Du Fei and Natasha got into the car and drove straight out of the airport.

 The road leaving the airport is wide and flat, with dense and towering pine forests on both sides of the road.

The driver was a bearded man in his forties. When she got in the car, Natasha called Uncle Babnov.

Du Fei knew that this driver was not an ordinary person. He should be Natasha's grandpa's confidant, otherwise he wouldn't be able to afford Natasha's call of "uncle".

The car drove slowly for about half an hour and did not enter the city of Moscow. Instead, it came to a suburban villa.

This is not really a park, just a group of villas built along the edge of the woods.

The surrounding security is very tight, and nothing can be seen on the surface. They are all hidden posts and sentries.

The car parked in front of a dark red all-wooden villa.

This villa is made entirely of thick trees stacked on top of each other. The diameter of each log is thicker than the body of an adult man.

 The surface is painted with dark red anti-corrosion paint, which makes this huge villa even more solemn.

Du Fei followed Natasha out of the car, carrying a black suitcase, which he brought from the plane as a gift to meet Natasha's grandfather.

Natasha opened the door and went in.

Going through the entrance hall, there is a large open living room. There is a large fireplace on the north wall facing the entrance, with wooden stakes thicker than thighs burning inside.

An old man was sitting on the single sofa next to the fireplace, with a blanket on his legs and reading glasses, reading a newspaper.

 “Grandpa!” Natasha called out, walked up quickly, hugged the old man and kissed him.

The old man smiled kindly, patted her cheek, and turned to look at Du Fei behind her.

Natasha immediately introduced: "Grandpa, this is Du Fei..."

 The old man looked at Du Fei and nodded, saying something.

Natasha immediately translated: "Grandpa said you have a lot of talent."

 Du Fei laughed and directly opened his mouth to express his gratitude in Russian. Although the pronunciation was not standard, he was quite fluent.

Natasha was stunned. She didn't know that Du Fei spoke Russian so well. She had even acted as a translator when he was with Serov before.

 As for the separation, Serov will find a way to solve the communication problem.

 In fact, Du Fei learned Russian for more than a day or two.

 In this era, speed connection is unavoidable most of the time, and Russian is no less important than English.

 Du Fei opened the suitcase and took out a piece of gift ceramics fired by Liling Ceramics Factory in Hunan Province.

The old man smiled and took out a white and transparent tea cup to look at it carefully. He couldn't help but exclaimed: "The flower and fruit ceramics are so exquisite!"

Du Fei sat on the chair next to him: "Thank you for your compliment."

 The old man put the tea cup back with a smile, and turned to look at Du Fei: "You are Zhu Jiatai's son-in-law~ Speaking of which, I also had a relationship with your father-in-law in 1957."

Du Fei's heart moved, but he didn't know that this situation existed.

But this is normal. In 1957, Huaguo sent the highest-level delegation to celebrate the 40th anniversary of the victory of October 1957.

Papa Zhu is among them. What Grandpa Natasha calls a one-sided relationship should be a true one-sided relationship.

　　Du Fei said: "SULIN is our big brother and our leader in the right direction. We have never forgotten this."

The old man smiled noncommittally, looked at the flames burning in the fireplace, was silent for a moment and said: "Is it the right direction?" Then he looked at Du Fei again: "Young man, don't say those high-sounding words when you come here. Now I know the situation here better than you. If you still only say these words, it can only mean that Natasha is wrong. Your level is only this, and you are not qualified to be here."

Du Fei was a little confused about what the old man meant. What did he ask him to say?

Natasha remained silent and did not look at Du Fei.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "Last time you told Natasha that we had a big financial problem. Central revenue was decreasing while local revenue was increasing. This is how your Ming Dynasty collapsed. of."

Du Fei remembered that he did say this when he met Natasha last time.

The old man said in a deep voice: "Do you think we will follow in the footsteps of the Ming Dynasty?"

Du Fei thought about it for a while, without flinching, and calmly said: "You are a senior, an elder. Since you want to listen, it's okay for me to say it. Just please don't be angry. If what I say doesn't sound good to you, you can Just think I’m talking nonsense.”

The old man said "hmm" and motioned for Du Fei to continue.

Du Fei said: "You just said that you would follow in the footsteps of the Ming Dynasty. I don't agree with this. Our Ming Dynasty lasted for 276 years from Ming Taizu's Northern Expedition to drive out the Tartars to Emperor Chongzhen's hanging on Meishan Mountain. But Sulian...I I’m afraid it won’t reach this fraction.”

 When the old man heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows.

Natasha next to her was also startled and her eyes widened in disbelief. She didn't expect Du Fei to dare to speak so wildly.

 I immediately looked at my grandfather and found that the old man was not angry or scolding him.

Instead, he frowned and said, "Tell me the reason."

Du Fei said: "I won't talk about some political issues. They are all commonplace. The most fundamental thing is the economy. Logically speaking, Sulian's current GDP can reach more than 60% of America's, but considering that America's Due to Lika’s distribution problems and higher social operating costs, Sulian’s economic situation should be at least not inferior to that of America. But the actual situation is exactly the opposite..."

 The old man was silent, what Du Fei said was not a secret.

Du Fei continued: "Of course there is an arms race reason for this, but I don't think it is the main reason. The real reason is that the Soviet Union is losing control of the local area. You are not familiar with this matter, and you don't even think that What is the problem? Because you have been like this since ancient times. The Romanov dynasty itself was an empire where feudal separatism and centralized power coexisted. "

Du Fei took a breath and continued: "But Sulian is not the Russian Empire. Once Moscow's control weakens, there will be consequences that you cannot imagine..."

Even though Natasha tried to control her expression, she still couldn't hide the shock in her heart.

She really didn’t expect that the result of bringing Du Fei to his grandfather would be like this.

On the contrary, her grandfather’s cloudy eyes revealed a bit of amusement after hearing this: “Young man, are you telling me this, aren’t you afraid of reminding us?”

Du Fei said: "What's there to be afraid of? Besides, these are obvious things. Don't you know if I don't tell you? As for reminding... what can be changed? Unless Comrade Steel is resurrected, there is nothing you can do. It’s tinkering.”

 The old man frowned at first.

But at this moment, a chuckle came from upstairs: "Young man, you really don't show any shame when you speak."

 A tall old man with glasses came down the wooden stairs.

Du Fei looked over and felt a chill in his heart as he recognized the person.

 (End of this chapter)