Traveling back to the Northern Song Dynasty: Picking up a princess as my wife

The officer's face immediately lit up with a smile when he saw Li Zhen: "Hello, welcome to our camp."

Today, China is very powerful, and these Russian officers generally know some basic Chinese, so Li Zhen had no difficulty communicating with them.

Tovalev and the officer led Li Zhen to an old warehouse, where countless military supplies were piled up. The officer went straight to a long wooden crate and used a crowbar to open the lid.

After peeling off the top layer of oil paper, Li Zhen saw that there were neatly arranged automatic rifles. The officer picked one up and handed it to Li Zhen.

Looking at the unmagnetized automatic rifle in his hand, Li Zhen felt a sense of familiarity, but it didn't quite look the same.

At this point, Tovalev spoke up: "This is the AKA-74, the first generation of small-caliber automatic rifles that our army adopted a few years ago, but it was quickly replaced by other weapons for various reasons."

Li Zhencai didn't care about caliber or anything like that; he was very fond of these weapons that the Russians looked down on. If he could equip his army in the Song Dynasty with these weapons, wouldn't he be able to easily crush the armies of other forces?

"Hala Shao, how many of these rifles are there?"

The officer glanced at Tovalev, then told Li Zhen the quantity and price, indicating that the price would be cheaper if Li Zhen could buy them all.

Li Zhen did not immediately answer the officer's question; he walked over to the other weapons while looking around.

"Um, are you selling these weapons?"

Upon hearing Li Zhen's words, the officer's smile deepened. He excitedly introduced the performance and usage precautions of various weapons to Li Zhen. After a round, Li Zhen gained a lot, including not only automatic rifles and ammunition, but also light and heavy machine guns, as well as heavy firepower such as mortars and anti-tank guns.

In reality, if the officers didn't deal with these weapons and equipment, they would all eventually be sent back to the arsenal for melting down, because many of them had already been retired from military service and were outdated, so nobody cared about them. However, he dared not sell the various active-duty weapons they were currently equipped with, because doing so would land him in a Russian military court and have him executed.

Li Zhen is now incredibly wealthy. He not only bought the weapons and equipment from the warehouse, but also purchased three armored personnel carriers and an old tank. Seeing how generous Li Zhen is, the officer generously gave him a large number of artillery shells. Since these shells were no longer needed and were just gathering dust in the warehouse, it was better to do him a favor.

After the money was handed over to the officer, the officer immediately sent someone to transport these items to the warehouse rented by Li Zhen. Once the items were delivered, Li Zhen would secretly store them into his secret space at night.

This trip abroad was incredibly fruitful. Li Zhenguang purchased enough light weapons to equip an entire regiment. With these things, he could easily roam freely in the Song Dynasty.

To thank Li Zhen, his generous benefactor, the officer invited him to a nearby restaurant for dinner. Although he didn't have much contact with Chinese people, he knew that they liked to discuss important matters over meals. With the funds from selling these weapons, even if the officer retired now, he and his family would be able to live a life of luxury.

Taking advantage of the moment when no one was looking, Li Zhen took out two cases of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor) from his spatial storage and carried them into the restaurant, one case in each hand.

Upon seeing the box of Erguotou, the officer and Tovalev roared with excitement. This was baijiu from China, and its taste and texture were simply the best among liquors.

After downing two drinks, Li Zhen spoke quietly with the officer, asking if they could get their hands on something like a helicopter, new or old as long as it was still usable.

The officer looked at Li Zhen with some suspicion. He knew that China had very strict control over weapons, and Li Zhen had not only purchased all kinds of weapons, but also wanted to buy airplanes. However, he didn't care about that; after all, who would turn down money?

After thinking for a moment, the officer said, "My good friend Li Zhen, our country's army is currently fighting with Russia in the west, so it's not easy to get planes. However, if you really want one, you'll have to pay a portion of the cost in advance. I can use my connections to get you one. If the price is right, I can also get you some spare parts and aviation fuel."

Li Zhen was practically ready to hug and kiss the bearded officer. He immediately transferred another sum of money to the officer's account. After seeing the money in, the officer opened a bottle of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor), clinked glasses with Li Zhen, and downed it in one gulp. This display of power and drinking style completely astonished Li Zhen. He had to admit, the Russians really knew how to drink; they downed a whole bottle of 56-proof Erguotou in one go.

Li Zhen did not stay in the Russian Empire for long. After storing the weapons in his spatial storage, he had Tovalev send him back to the border. Back in Manzhouli, Li Zhen used his divine sense to examine the weapons and equipment in his spatial storage. Looking at the military supplies and the mountains of grain quietly arranged in the space, Li Zhen felt that he was now full of confidence.

On the way back, Li Zhen took the highway directly, which made the return trip much faster than the way he came. Even so, it still took him three whole days to drive safely home.

Over the course of three days, the scenery outside the car window flashed by like scenes from a film reel, from the first rays of dawn to the falling dusk, and then to a sky full of stars—each frame a vivid testament to his longing to return home. As the distance shortened, Li Zhen's heart gradually warmed; his yearning for home, like the lights that gathered along the way, grew brighter and brighter until they illuminated the final stretch of his journey home.

Li Zhen had been away from home for half a month to purchase grain. He returned to take Zhao Yingluo and the children away, as he still owned considerable property in the Song Dynasty.

Finally, as the familiar street scene came into view, and the outline of his home gradually became clear in the afterglow of the setting sun, an indescribable feeling of emotion welled up in Li Zhen's heart. Three days of driving had left him physically tired, but his soul had found unprecedented comfort and satisfaction. He slowly drove into his home, as if he had traveled through a time tunnel, returning to the place that had always lit the way for him and offered him warmth. At that moment, all fatigue vanished, leaving only a heart full of joy and peace.

While his mother was cooking for him, Li Zhen picked up Xiao Yuchen and kissed him. Perhaps because he hadn't seen Li Zhen for a long time, the little guy protested against Li Zhen's violent behavior by crying loudly.

"You made him cry as soon as you got back. What kind of father are you?"

Hearing the commotion, Li Zhen's father rushed over and grabbed the child, scolding Li Zhen incessantly.

Li Zhen could only shrink back in response. As the saying goes, every creature has its counter. Li Zhen knew that his parents were reluctant to part with their child and wanted to vent their dissatisfaction with him in their own way.