The Mannerheim Line Welcomes You XVIII

Zhang Heng put on his clothes and followed the doctor to where Ah Ji's residence. When he opened the door, Ah Ji was sitting on the table with a small knife while trimming the tip of a cigar.

"Welcome! Friend of Finland! Freedom fighter! My yellow-skinned friend!" he exclaimed with his arms open.

Zhang Heng was invited to sit in front of Ah Ji. He had little contact with the guerilla commander for the past two months. The last time he walked into this cottage was during his first arrival. He still remembered that the commander left after speaking a few sentences, and Maji was the one who talked to him after that. Zhang Heng had no idea why the commander would want to talk to him now.

Ah Ji put his cigar aside and produced a bottle of vodka under his table. It had been confiscated from one of the Soviet troops with only half a bottle left. Maji then took out three glasses and filled them up.