Battlefield Contractor

The Baihu District is located in the northern part of the Eastern European Plain and belongs to the Vologda Region of Russia. Baihu City is the most important city and the seat of government in the Baihu District. This 10,000-person city is the oldest city in Vologda Region and one of the five oldest cities in Russia. It was founded in 862 AD, which is bigger than Moscow. It's 300 years early.

Lin Rui, Bai Xiong and others arrived here almost without disturbing anyone. The humid and strong wind in the lake area made Lin Rui feel a little uncomfortable.

"Why is it called Baihu?" Lin Rui asked.

Yelena said, "There are many versions of the origin of the name. In your place, the sky is white. I think this gray-white tone is the most appropriate way of saying the origin of the name." Then, she took out the binoculars and asked Lin Rui to verify it herself.

The gray-white sky and clouds, the gray-white lakeside, are church monasteries with white walls and gray roofs, quiet and clear. By the old canal, pure white chamomile is very lush. The island-like building in the distance is in the lake. The distance is too far, even the telescope is clear. There are only towering chimneys and a large water tower, and the rest is a fortress-like building.

"Is there?" Lin Rui whispered.

"Yes, it's there." White Bear whispered, "The person we want to save is there."

Lin Rui shook his head and said, "It's not okay now, we don't know anything about that place. I won't approve any action until I know more about that place."

"Of course, so we need to look for Sergey." White Bear nodded, "I bet this guy must know something."

"Where is he?" Lin Rui frowned.

"I don't have his address, but I know where he will probably be at night." Bai Xiong thought for a while, "We will be able to find him then."

"Where?" Lin Rui said curiously, "The expression doesn't seem to be a good place. Could it be that he will come out to find a woman at night?"

Bai Xiong smiled bitterly, "It's not a place like that, but a place with Russian characteristics-a sober station!"

It has become a recognized fact that Russians love to drink, but the wine that Russians call "the water of life" also makes many people unable to extricate themselves. In the cold winter, many drunks who can’t find their homes roam the streets and lanes. The sobering station became a shelter for alcoholics.

The history of the Russian sober station can be traced back to the time of the last Russian tsar Nicholas II. The first sobering station was opened in 1902. The accommodation and medical assistance for drunks are free.

At that time, in addition to providing medical assistance to the drunk, the sobering station also took the children of the drunk and settled temporarily. Interestingly, the doctor and the coachman are the "resident" staff at the sober station. The coachman wanders around every corner of the city every day, and when he finds the drunkard, he takes him back to the sober station, where he is treated by a doctor.

In the following years, similar sobering stations continued to be opened everywhere. During the Soviet period, these sobering stations continued to be rebuilt. Since then, in the anti-alcohol movement, sobering stations have blossomed everywhere in Russia. Today's sobering station is very different from the tsarist's sobering station. It is a "guest house" that combines the functions of a police station and a clinic, and is provided by the police and professional medical staff.

Every year, as many as 40,000 Russians die from alcoholism. So as soon as the winter enters, sobering stations everywhere become busy. Usually two police officers patrol the streets, looking for drunks who are drunk in a street restaurant or a corner where no one cares, and take them back to the sobering station.

After asking for names and addresses and taking photos to keep them on file, the police would take off the clothes and shoes of the drunk and let the drunk sleep in a "collective bedroom" in the sober station. When some drunks were found to be severely intoxicated by alcohol, medical staff sent them to the medical center for rescue, and then put them in "confinement" until they were sober.

Some of the people who were sent to the sobering station were ordinary people, who occasionally drank high once, some were "repeated offenders" who had not changed their teachings, and reported to the sobering station almost every day, and some were homeless. It is said that during festivals or when the economy is not good, sober stations are often sobering.

Lin Rui was amazed, and he stunned, "Is it a place dedicated to sobering up? This is too humane. Isn't it a paradise for drunks? There is such a place?"

"Russia is too cold. If these people are allowed to fall into the street drunk, they will be frozen into corpses the next day. There is no way for the authorities to do this. Besides, this is in Russia, and no one does not drink. Wandering outside after getting drunk can easily cause various security risks. In order for the drunk to avoid trouble on the street or go home to commit domestic violence. The sober station is built to solve these problems." Yelena shook her head, "But in that place, you go I don’t want to go the second time."

"Why?" Lin Rui said in amazement.

Yelena didn't answer, and Bai Xiong deliberately didn't say anything, with a smirk on his face.

When Lin Rui arrived at the sobering station, he would understand, where is this paradise for drunks? It's stinking. Lin Rui has seen many refugee camps, but it smells worse than the dirtiest and worst refugee camps. The alcohol smell is good, a large number of drunks crowded together, the smell of sweat and their vomit, the smell can almost make people drunk.

Lin Rui couldn't help covering his nose and said, "God, what kind of guy would stay here all day?"

"A true drunk will do it." White Bear shrugged.

"I really took it." Lin Rui smiled bitterly.

The walls of the sobering station are all painted green or blue. It is said that this is also based on science, in order not to stimulate these drunks and let them calm down. A group of drunk Russian big guys can fight you with everything. If there is any bright color like red that stimulates the nerves, I don't know what to become excited.

There are very simple beds and dirty sheets and quilts, where the drunk dazed sleeps with his head covered. Lin Rui and Bai Xiong patiently searched for them little by little, and they finally found them. In the corner of a room, a guy with messy red hair was leaning on there and fell asleep.

"That's him." Bai Xiong said helplessly.

"He is Sergey?" Lin Rui frowned. "He was a member of Lucifer's team? But he seems very young. Would you admit it wrong?"

Bai Xiong nodded, "It's him, I know it all. When he entered the Lucifer team, he was only sixteen years old, a standard little boy."

"As far as I know, the members of Lucifer's team are all S-ranks. He can become an S-rank mercenary at the age of sixteen?" Lin Rui said in surprise.

"Yes, because he can pry open the safe with a few wires. At that time, everyone thought that as long as he had his hands, any door could be opened, and his combat effectiveness was quite strong. Of course it was When you are not drinking." Bai Xiong sighed. "We have to get him out."