The Cold War: Jumping back and forth between the two camps

"So that's it!"

Dunn nodded pretentiously.

"Captain Weiss, I think we still need to be quiet in the village for a while. Anyway, there is still time. At least we need to know the movements of nearby residents. How about this, you wait here, and Matthew and I will go into the village to check out the situation. After all, this is the only place with a relatively large population nearby!"

After thinking for a while, Weiss agreed with Dunn's suggestion. He took out Dunn and Matthew's forged documents from his arms and handed them to the two men, then instructed them.

"Go ahead, don't delay too long."

After Dane and Matthew received the documents, they said goodbye to Weiss and rode towards the village of Urumqinovs.

Ten minutes later, two people appeared in the village.

To Dunn's surprise, the village was quite large. Although not as big as the towns and villages in China, for the sparsely populated Central Asian grasslands, this village with a population of nearly 5,000 was already considered a large village.

The villagers did not seem very surprised to see two strangers entering the village. The surrounding area was all grassland, and herdsmen often came into the village to exchange some things.

Judging from the village’s architecture, there are many houses in the village, all of which seem to be newly built. This gave Dunn an idea, and he took Matthew to the newly built housing area.

As Dunn expected, when he walked into the newly built housing area, the surrounding residents clearly showed East Asian characteristics. It seems that this should be the main gathering area for Koreans.

"Hey! Are you...Koreans?"

Dunn deliberately spoke in poorly fluent Korean and stopped an old man who was washing clothes on the street and asked.

When the old man heard that Dunn could speak Korean, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"You speak our language?"

At this time, a middle-aged man walked out from the house behind the old man. He looked like the old man's child.

Dunn nodded and answered the old man.

"In recent years... there are many more... Koreans around here, and I learned a little bit of Korean from... them!"

The middle-aged man behind the old man was also very surprised, because most of the time they were the ones learning Russian and integrating into local life. Most of the locals were illiterate and no one would specifically learn Korean.

"Guests from afar, do you have any needs? To be honest, I rarely see herdsmen speaking Korean!"

For some reason, the middle-aged man felt a little proud when he saw someone with a white appearance speaking Korean.

"It's like this, we need to exchange some food. I like North Korean food very much. The food you cook is better than that of most Kazakhs, so I want to exchange some with you!"

When the middle-aged man heard Dunn praising North Korean food, a gleam of excitement flashed in his eyes.

"Hahaha! Dear guest from afar, you are so tasteful! We Koreans are a nation with a long history, and our food culture is also very..."

Dunn suddenly saw a familiar shadow in this middle-aged Korean man, and felt that this guy was similar to Pluksky.

When Dunn saw the middle-aged man chattering about what they called kimchi, he finally couldn't help it.

"I know the kimchi food you mentioned, but we didn't bring it with us. I'm afraid the jar can't be carried. Can you give us some food that we can carry?"

There were no plastic bags or anything like that at that time. If you wanted to take some kimchi away, you would at least need a jar. Otherwise, the juice from the kimchi would be too much to clean up.

"You didn't bring the jar?"

The middle-aged man was stunned at first, then a trace of embarrassment appeared on his face, and finally it turned into determination.

"It's okay, I can provide you with a blanket. If possible, just bring the jar back next time you come to the village!"

After saying this, the middle-aged man turned around and went back into the house. A moment later, he handed a small jar of pickles to Dunn.

Dunn felt like a thousand alpacas were trampling over him. When did he become so mean? Why did he praise North Korean food? Not only was it inconvenient to carry around, it also had a strong sour taste.

There are some differences between the kimchi making technology of this era and that of later generations, but whether it is this era or later generations, Dunn doesn't want to eat this stuff at all.

You know, Dunn used to be very picky about food and never had pickles with his breakfast.

"Thank you very much, but we can't let you suffer any loss!"

Dunn said as he stuffed a stack of rubles into the middle-aged man's hand. The value was enough to buy the jar in Dunn's hand. As for the pickles inside? Sorry, this thing is really not worth much.

"We are friends! How can I take money from my friends?"

When the money was stuffed into the middle-aged man's hands, he instinctively wanted to put it back, but in the end he forced himself to put the money back.

After seeing the middle-aged man's behavior, Dunn smiled slightly and stuffed the money into his hand again.

"Yes, we are friends, but you have to take this money. I can't let my friends suffer. Besides, I'm not giving you money for nothing. I'm asking you for a favor!"

Hearing that Dunn wanted to ask him for help, the middle-aged man did not return the money to Dunn, but asked directly.

"If you need my help, just tell me!"

"It's like this. I knew a Korean friend before, but we met in a hurry and didn't ask his name. I just know that he seems to be in this village!"

When he said this, he turned his head and glanced at Matthew standing beside him. Matthew was just staring blankly at the conversation between the two people. Because the two of them were speaking Korean, Matthew couldn't understand a word.

"Is that so? Then tell me what he looks like. The Koreans in this village are all from our area and know each other! I know most of them!"

The middle-aged man patted his chest and assured Dunn.

He smiled and described the appearance of the North Korean leader. Although Dunn had only seen him once in the moonlight, he was holding a lantern at the time and still saw his appearance clearly. The most prominent feature was that he had a face full of pockmarks. With this feature, it should not be difficult to find him.

"You should be talking about An Xianwen, Teacher An! He teaches Korean children in our area! His house is at the edge of the village, with the largest door. It's easy to recognize!"

After hearing the characteristics described by Dunn, the middle-aged man immediately determined who Dunn was looking for.

"Thank you very much, my friend. It's been a long time since we last met. I have to go find him now. Bye bye!"

Dunn did not waste any time in saying goodbye to the middle-aged man and immediately left on his horse, heading in the direction the middle-aged man pointed.