Chapter 780 Mao-Style Tourism

"After we see the bears, I will take you to the Kremlin to see Putin. An uncle of mine works as a housekeeper there. We can sneak in quietly. If you are lucky, you can pass by Putin. Don't worry. No one will find us."

In the back of the chartered car heading to the suburban forest, Rosoff said to Lin Jie in a very mysterious tone. People who didn't know might think that these two guys were talking about something shameful.

Lin Jie, who came to Russia for the first time, was quite surprised by the unique "customs and customs" here. Originally, he wanted Rosov to take him to play with tanks and AKs, and he even prepared entertainment funds specially approved by his father. .

But first go see the bears and then go see Putin

To be honest, Lin Jie never expected such a travel itinerary, especially after learning that Rosov was a descendant of the heroes of the Red Army, and that his great-grandfather Lavrinenko was the number one ace of the Soviet Red Army tank troops in World War II. He felt as if he was seeing an immortal. The same feeling of surprise became even stronger.

“What do those bears look like?”

When he really had nothing to say and seemed a little embarrassed, Lin Jie said something like this out of the blue and he didn't know why. Rosoff, who had never expected to be serious, answered very seriously.

"Well, how can I describe it to you? First of all, you have to imagine a monster covered with long brown hair. Its palm is so big that it can slap your head into paste with one slap. Then it is so tall. You stand on me It's probably about the same height on the shoulders, and it's very fat, with a lot of fat, and it can push your intestines out with one push, I guarantee it."

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Lin Jie, who looked hopeless, didn't know how to continue this conversation until he followed Rosov's lead and saw the legendary Russian authentic wild fur bear.

Unfortunately, Rosoff, the second-person photographer who forgot to turn off the flash while taking the photo, disturbed the bear.

The monster, which stood up to over 3 meters tall, immediately ran on all fours towards Lin Jie and Rosoff. Lin Jie originally hoped that Rosoff, a tough guy, would have some magic weapon against bears. Unexpectedly, when the furry bear roared and rushed over, this bitch would actually grease the soles of his feet and run faster than himself.

"Rosov, you bitch, I'm telling you, if you go to China right now, I'll kill you within three days and raise all your ashes! I wouldn't take you for being such a fucking deceitful person. , I almost fed you authentic Russian fur bears for dinner!”

After finally escaping, Lin Jie sat in the back seat of the car with lingering fears and panting. Unexpectedly, Rosov, a heartless idiot, still looked stupid and didn't take it seriously.

"Okay, that was an unexpected situation. Let's take a rest and have a night's rest. We will go see Putin tomorrow. I will contact my uncle tonight to open the back door for us. We can just bypass the FSB gang then. It’s not difficult at all, I won’t lie to you this time, really.”

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As I said just now, if this was in China instead of Russia, Lin Jie would have wanted to punch Rosov to the ground right now.

"If I go to the Kremlin with you tomorrow, I will run back the same way to feed the bears! Today I almost risked my life. If I sneak into the Kremlin with you tomorrow, I should be shot!"

Rosoff blinked after being scolded by Lin Jie, as if he was suddenly scolded for no reason because of something he did that seemed ordinary to him. His eyes were confused and a little aggrieved.

"Hey, no, Comrade Lin, you have to believe me when I say it! I really think you are from China, so we should establish a good comrade-in-arms relationship! That's why I want to take you to experience what I have specially booked for you. It’s a specially designed tourism project, don’t you see how exciting it is? You will never see such a strong wild bear in your Chinese zoo!”

"Get out! I don't want to talk to you, don't touch me!"

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Lin Jie's wonderful adventure has come to an end.

After that, the two took the car directly back to the university dormitory.

Lin Jie, who had just returned to the dormitory and was about to take a nap to calm down his shock, saw that Rosoff's leg had been cut deeply. The blood had flowed down the leg and into the sneakers, but his body was still with him. Rosoff, who was as strong as a human-shaped walking bear and covered with chest hair, was completely unaware of this. Maybe he was in a hurry when he ran away and was cut open by a branch without realizing it.

"Really, I won't lie to you, Rosov. In China, it's a miracle that you can live to this age, just to be in the newspapers."

Malashenko, who had bandaged Anya's calf wound with his own hands, was doing the same thing in his hands. At the same time, he couldn't help but recall that he had bandaged the calf wound of Rosov, a guy whose foot smell could kill a billion people. scene.

The smell is so damn good that it hurts my nose through my shoes, it makes me sick just thinking about it!

"Fortunately, this time I'm just bandaging the girl, that's all."

While getting started with the operation, he was still thinking about other things. Naturally, Malashenko did not realize that the look in Anya's eyes had changed. Her eyes were as hot as fire in the water and could push Malashenko down. The bathtub filled with water evaporates, half as gentle as water and half as passionate as fire.

Anya can't help herself now

After finishing what he was doing, Malashenko instinctively avoided Anya, who was desperate for love, and chose to go alone near the entrance of the air-raid shelter and quietly light a cigarette.

"Fuck you, this is too ridiculous! I have to find a way to get out of here. If I stay here any longer, I'll be in jail sooner or later. What on earth is Lavrinenko doing now?"

Rather than staying in this air-raid shelter, Malashenko really wants this air raid to end quickly so that he can find an excuse to return to his unit, even if it's just to escape from "Anya"'s clutches temporarily.

Malashenko is really worried that if he continues to stay with Anya, his inherited virgin body will be lost at the speed of light.

"Fuck! The cigarette smells more and more wrong! Karachev hasn't given me the cigarette he promised me yet. I'll go find him to get it back, lest this American refuse to pay."

As if Malashenko's cry from the bottom of his heart was heard, the violent tremors and explosions that had been coming from the surface of the air-raid shelter above his head suddenly stopped.

Just when Malashenko was a little puzzled, a faint roar of thunder and the sound of machine guns replaced the bombing noise and instantly rang in his ears.

"What the hell? Could it be that a fight has started?"