Great Power Industry: You're a private company building an aircraft carrier?

Vladivostok is the largest port city on the Pacific coast of the Far East, the center of Far Eastern economy and culture, and also the base of the Pacific Fleet.

Although this place also experiences an almost six-month-long freezing period, the Russians don't have a better port available.

Fortunately, the Russians have the largest number of icebreakers in the world. If they need to fight during the ice-covered period, they can use icebreakers to clear the way.

Besides, if that time really comes, dropping a few nuclear bombs on the ice will naturally solve the problem.

The Russians are capable of doing something like this. After all, they used nuclear bombs to build a reservoir back then, but after it was completed, they found that the water was too radioactive to be used!

Göttingen is 210 kilometers from Vladivostok, and if there were German highways, it would only take an hour to drive there.

However, the conditions in the Far East were too poor. It took three hours for the Mercedes-Benz W14 to finally enter the city, and then another half hour to reach the port where the Pacific Fleet was located.

It's not yet the freezing season, but most of the Pacific Fleet's warships are still in port, looking rusty and making one wonder if they're even up for business. Will they be able to get going again? Will any parts be missing?

"Boss Qin, shall we drive straight in?" Ivan asked, looking at the base gate which was now very close.

If he still had his former identity, he certainly wouldn't care and would have just stepped on the gas and gone in, but now...

“Of course not.” Qin Chuan said, then gave a wink, and Li Jianshe took out a ten-dollar bill and handed it over.

Antonina accepted it with a smile.

The guard on duty strode over, saluted, and then bent down to look out the car window.

The car window slowly opened a crack, and then a green coin emerged from inside!

The guard's eyes lit up immediately. He quickly took it, stuffed it into his pocket, and then saluted again.

"Welcome home!"

The guard already knew that this kind of tiger-headed Mercedes was not to be trifled with, and that the person sitting inside must be a big shot. He was just here on a routine matter, and now that he had gotten a ten-dollar bonus, why bother with the inspection?

The gate opened, and Ivan stepped on the gas.

"I never imagined that such a crucial department as the fleet base could be entered for just ten dollars!" Antonina exclaimed.

In 91, the Red Empire collapsed, and many people went to the West, but by a twist of fate, Antonina came to the East.

Unexpectedly, in just two years, these institutions have degenerated into this state.

There's not even a security check. What if a bad guy comes in?

“If I’m not mistaken, they haven’t received their wages for at least a year. It’s good enough that they’re still standing guard here,” Qin Chuan said. “These are all respectable people. I like it here!”

Ivan had been here before, so he drove right up to the office building: "Mr. Qin, what's next..."

"You wait here," Qin Chuan said. "Jianshe, you come up with me."

Although the journey was pleasant, Qin Chuan couldn't let them get involved in core secrets since they had only known each other for a day.

“Okay, Mr. Qin, if you need me, just call me up. I can conquer any man.” Antonina gave a sweet smile.

Li Jianshe, carrying a suitcase, followed Qin Chuan into the building.

This is the heart of the Pacific Fleet! Li Jianshe felt his heart pounding.

"Brother Chuan, what are we doing here? I don't think they manufacture boilers here, do they?"

"We'll buy a nuclear submarine and convert it into a floating nuclear power plant."

what?

Li Jianshe stopped in his tracks. He never expected that Qin Chuan would actually buy... a nuclear submarine!

This is definitely not something an ordinary person can afford!

Even national-level products won't do; nobody buys this stuff, okay?

He figured if he told the Russians, they would call their guards over, take them to some dark room, and torture them severely... Would they even be able to go back? Thinking of this, Li Jianshe felt his legs trembling.

"Stop, you..."

In the lobby on the first floor, behind a table, a plump elderly woman stood up: "Who are you looking for? Do you have an appointment?"

"We're looking for Uncle Igor."

"Which Igor?"

“Igor Nikolayevich Khmelnov, we came from Central Asia and brought some local specialties,” Qin Chuan said, pointing to the suitcase Li Jianshe was carrying.

The old woman was immediately taken aback: "You're looking for the commander?"

The Soviet Union had a vast territory, resulting in a diverse population. Central Asia alone had many people of East Asian descent, so it's plausible that Qin Chuan claims to be from Central Asia.

Li Jianshe, standing to the side, felt his legs trembling. "Brother Chuan, when did your uncle become a Russian? If you keep bragging like this, how can we ever go back?"

"Is my uncle already a commander? I remember that in 89, my uncle passed by my house, went in and had a meal with us. At that time, he was only a major general."

“He’s already been promoted. You wait, I’ll give him a call.”

The elderly woman put down the phone, turned around, and saw that the two people had vanished? Had they gone straight upstairs?

Since he's a relative of the commander, he can go directly up there; I don't need to worry about it.

dong dong!

"Come in!"

Qin Chuan pushed open the door: "Uncle!"

The office was spacious. Behind the desk in the center, an old general in his fifties looked up, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Igor Nikolayevich Khmelnov was born in Ulan-Ude in 1946. He enlisted in 1964 and, after graduating from the Grechko Naval Academy, rose through the ranks from the lowest-ranking officer, serving first in the Northern Fleet and then in the Pacific Fleet.

He did indeed have a sister who married into a Central Asian country and became a citizen of another country.

He does have a nephew, but it's definitely not the person in front of him!

He'd never seen this person before!

"Uncle, it's been a long time. I've come to bring you some local specialties from our hometown."

After Qin Chuan finished speaking, he turned to look at the person behind him: "Jianshe, come in, quick, bring the suitcase over!"

Before Khmelnynov gets angry and orders the guards to throw him away, he needs to show some sincerity first!

Khmelnov stood up, his gaze dark as he looked at the two men who had entered. He reached under the desk, where a Makarov pistol lay.

However, the next second, his eyes widened, and then a smile appeared on his face.

Li Jianshe had already opened the box and was carrying it over; it was filled with bright green US dollars!

If there was no cheating inside, this briefcase is worth a million dollars!

What are they going to do with so much money?

"Uncle, what do you think of our local specialties from Central Asia?"

"Hmm, not bad. Did your mother say she wanted to bring anything back with her?"

"The electricity at home is insufficient, so I want to buy a nuclear submarine and convert it into a power plant."

Central Asia, nuclear submarines, and power plants—these are things that seem completely unrelated, yet Qin Chuan managed to bring them all together!