"Mr. Andreev, Mr. Andreev, Andreev......" interrupted Andreev's memories with a quick call, and he pulled his mind back from the beautiful Naha to reality. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Naha rested for three days, and Andreev had almost been brainwashed by Xiao Letian's civilization revival plan, especially after watching the big councils that were about to be completed, Andreev was completely shocked.

The tall and majestic military council, the lavish merchant council, the calm and heavy citizen council, and of course the exquisite and elegant aristocratic council, not to mention the largest lower council, these dazzling buildings have gradually taken shape to reveal the foundation of the future balanced political structure of the Chinese people.

This shock shocked Andreev extremely much, and he finally put aside all arrogance and opened the Russian version of the Westward Comics, as well as Xiao Letian's Chinese Code.

The aristocracy of the six lords and eighteen ranks, as well as the promotion system of citizens, commoners, and immigrants, as well as the political balance of the upper and lower parliaments...... All this exposes Xiao Letian's very huge ambitions.

This is to change a strong and safe heart for the Chinese people, especially the two unique settings of the Business Council and the Science Council, which expose Xiao Letian's strategic layout in the future.

That's how brainwashing was washed, Andreev recalled his country's chaotic social structure, corrupt and inefficient government institutions, crumbling urban infrastructure, and slow industrialization...... The gap between the items hit Andreev's heart like a hammer.

Europe's vanity and pride in the face of Asia has been completely shattered, and once pride and prejudice turn into self-deprecation, the subsequent negotiations will be easy to proceed.

The CIA sent its best negotiators to negotiate with Andreev, and eventually persuaded Andreev to go north to Amami Oshima to persuade the stubborn Russian soldiers, especially Major Ackerson, to surrender.

Riding all the way north, Andreev imagined that he was in a contradiction, to be honest, he was very reluctant to accept such a task, but everything that had subverted his thinking during this time was reminding him that in the face of such a prosperous Chinese people, it would be a dead end to fight again.

Such a powerful economy is still fighting on its doorstep, even if Tsarist Russia is strong, it will not take advantage, how much effect can Fargiev's reinforcements play? Fighting such a behemoth, even if the beginning is smooth, it will be crushed by the continuous release of the power of the Chinese.

It's better to die less, why persist in a war that is bound to be lost.

Landing in the strait, Andreev advanced to Tangwan Mountain under the protection of a group of soldiers, and along the way there were scrappy soldiers and supplies like the mountain.

The field artillery imported from the United States disembarked directly on Amami Oshima, and was dragged by mules and horses on the mountain road with no end in sight, and the closer they got to Tangwan Mountain, the more chaotic the road became, and the newly built field artillery positions were being reinforced, and the cannons were fixed in firing positions, and the muzzles of the guns were aimed at the top of Tangwan Mountain.

Andreev did not expect that so many artillery pieces would be laid here, and there were four firing positions with more than 100 guns that he personally passed by, not to mention those that did not pass by in the distance, and there were as many as seven or eight from a close observation through the binoculars.

"Oh my God, how many artillery pieces have you prepared......

The CIA officer who accompanied him said coldly: "More than 700 field artillery pieces have been deployed now, and more than 500 of our orders in the United States have not been delivered...... All this is not a secret, and you can see all this in the hope that you can tell those people on the top of the mountain that they should not resist stubbornly, and surrender is the only way out!"

Andreev has long been shocked by the wealth of the Chinese, he didn't consider the question of truth or falsehood at all, just a cold sweat, in fact, the CIA is just a trick, along the way, only the artillery close to Andreev is real, a total of more than 300 meters, and the rest of the distance is just a model.

The war on Amami Oshima has ended, and even if there are so many cannons, they will be sent to the Far East, who will send them here. However, Andreev has been brainwashed and lost the ability to think, and he really thought that the Chinese had prepared thousands of field artillery to try to deal with the Russian army.

Waving the white flag, Andreev walked to the center of the battlefield with the soldiers who delivered rice, and looked up at the Jiazi vault on the south side of Tangwan Mountain, where countless greedy eyes appeared in the stretching trench fortifications, and those hungry Tsarist soldiers were waiting for today's rice supply.

"Look! There is a white flag at the foot of the mountain, and our officers are coming? Is it an envoy sent by the minister? Is our diplomatic mediation effective, go and inform the chief......

In the lifeless trench, countless lazy soldiers stood up and lay on the edge of the trench to look down, and when they saw the familiar army officer uniform, many soldiers cried excitedly.

"God, it doesn't matter if he brings good news or bad news, as long as someone takes care of us, it seems that the people outside have not forgotten us!"

Soon the soldiers who went out to transport rice brought back a shocking news: "Report to the sir...... was the commander of the army battalion in Vladivostok...... It's Andreev...... He brought news from outside......"

When Andreev jumped into the muddy trench, he almost vomited from the stench, where are the elite Tsarist soldiers, it's just a group of people called Hanako.

Everyone's clothes were black and dirty, and the sour smell was high on people's heads, and there were countless human vomit and excrement in the corners that smelled of it, and many seriously ill soldiers struggled to survive in this stench.

"Oh my God, what have you been through?" said Andreev, walking through the crowd, the soldiers around him looking at him like walking corpses, their eyes shining with hope.

"What's going on outside? Are we holding Vladivostok? Are our reinforcements arriving?"

"It must be a victory, or you won't be here, how are our diplomatic negotiations?" Great, let Chinese send some medicine and salt, this is the most urgently needed ......"

Andreev did not know how to answer the soldier's question, he just blushed and walked inside, trying to go to the vault.

As soon as he entered the door of the vault, before he could speak, he saw several figures rushing towards him, knocking him against the wall at once, and then a demonic voice sounded in his ears.

"Did you bring anything to eat...... Is there any salt...... For God's sake, did you bring salt?"

Andreev was stupid all of a sudden, he never expected that the opening sentence would be like this, a group of beggar-like officers did not ask how the war was going, and opened their mouths to ask him for salt.

"Right...... I'm sorry, I didn't bring salt, but I have a compressed biscuit in my jacket pocket that I haven't had time to eat, you ......."

Before he could finish speaking, he heard a stabbing sound, the pockets of his military uniform were torn, and the salty compressed biscuits were snatched away by a few dirty big hands, in exchange for cheers of excitement.