Vadim is known as the slaughter of people in the Far East, this madman is extremely bloody and brutal, and the conscience of mankind does not seem to have anything to do with him, this war, it is precisely because of his unsparing walking horror news that there is a crazy counterattack of the Tsarist Russian army in the middle of the night. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In fact, many people don't know that the overall combat idea that Tiyachenko has been saying in his mouth to use a large number of casualties to cripple the volunteers, exchange a small defeat in Vladivostok for the fierce victory of the Central Asian reinforcements, and lose a battle to win a war, is actually Vadim's offering.

For today's battle, Vadim made a whole winter of preparations, and he led his troops to attack everywhere, to massacre the remnants of the Qing Dynasty and the indigenous people of ethnic minorities, rob them of their food and wealth, insult their women, and then slaughter the entire village.

Later, he also used corpses as military rations, so that every soldier bore a sin in his heart that he would not forgive.

Vadim is a commander who uses fear, and he is best at cornering his enemies not only but his own people.

Everyone has the blood of the Chinese on their hands, and everyone carries the unjust souls of the aborigines on their bodies, so do you have any choice but to fight to the death and die with the volunteers?

No, because everyone is sinful, no one will take chances, the Volunteers will not take prisoners, they will slaughter the city and kill everyone.

Later, the performance of the Fuso samurai really proved Vadim's judgment, and the morale in despair really rose.

What a good wishful thinking, forcing his own people into desperate and crazy beasts, and then fighting with the volunteers with the idea of dooming together, not hoping for the final victory, but only seeking a large number of casualties to the enemy.

In the end, the most favorable conditions were created for the reinforcements in Central Asia, and in the final analysis, all the more than 10,000 Russian soldiers in Vladivostok were sacrificed, and their sacrifices were exchanged for the final victory of the 50,000 Central Asian cavalry regiments.

Of course, the last to die in a war is always the officer, and a cunning element like Vadim will always have a way to protect his life, and in his wishful thinking, more than 10,000 soldiers can all die, while he himself hides on a warship or in a bunker he secretly builds, so as to survive until reinforcements arrive.

Even Tiachenko didn't know that in the fortifications of Vadim's camp headquarters, he and his hardcore subordinates had secretly dug a hidden hiding place, which contained a large amount of food, fresh water and weapons, and he would retreat here once the battle became irreversible.

The woman with him and the officers of his lineage carefully avoided the search of the volunteers, how long did they hide in it? Maybe three days, maybe a week, anyway, they prepared food and water for half a month.

If reinforcements from Central Asia have not arrived in half a month, then Vadim will have to pray for God's blessing.

What a perfect plan, many times Vadim woke up laughing in his dreams, and the more than 13,000 defenders of Vladivostok were all killed, Tiachenko was dead, Ettolin was dead, Andreev was also dead, and only he survived the enemy's search.

After the Central Asian reinforcements rescued him, he became a hero of Vladivostok, the last survivor of more than 10,000 defenders, and His Majesty the Tsar had to praise him as a national hero even if it was to boost the morale of the army and the nation.

Routines! This is a deep routine! Who said that the fighting nations are not proficient in power and scheming? Among them are cunning foxes.

Unfortunately, things backfired, and the shrewd Vadim calculated all the dangers he could encounter, such as the Mauser rifle, which he could hide behind the guard company, and hand-to-hand combat, where he could gather the best warriors in the battalion to follow him.

And on the battlefield, he is definitely the one who boosts morale in the back and never rushes up, and even he will not rush into the throwing range of the enemy's grenades.

Of course, other people's lives can be sacrificed, but their own lives must be saved.

But after calculation, he could not calculate the new weapons of the Chinese, and when he led a company of troops to supervise the battle at the front, twenty brave soldiers suddenly outflanked from the left and right.

Vadim was careless, in his mind, would more than a hundred of the most elite Tsarist warriors be able to defeat twenty inexperienced recruits? The answer, of course, was no, so Vadim did not retreat, but pressed forward to the front line, and he also wanted to kill a few enemies with his own hands.

Who would have thought that these twenty volunteers were fully equipped with four shotguns, and this kind of oriental hand cannon fired in turn, and the soldiers who rushed forward were all swept down without even resisting a single face.

Vadim screamed in horror and turned his head to escape, but it was too late for a cloud of iron sand and nails to fly over, directly knocking the left half of his body into a sieve.

The loyal descendants shielded Vadim with their bodies, carried him on his back, and fled backwards, all the way south to the south, and finally returned to his hiding place.

"Give me wine...... Give me opium!" Vadim's head was covered with sweat, and his concubine was using tweezers to pinch iron filings and nails from his wounds, and he shivered in pain without moving.

The high level of vodka is Vadim's treasure, and he is not willing to drink it on a cold winter night, but today he really can't take care of it, he needs a strong anesthetic.

Cooked opium has a strong analgesic effect when taken in small amounts, but if you can't overdose on it, you will definitely die, Vadim carefully scraped a little bit from the horseshoe soil with a knife and soaked it in the spirits, and when the color gradually darkened, he raised his head to a glass.

"Ah......h

"How's our bunker going, are the supplies okay?" Vadim turned to ask his adjutant, who at this time had only about forty people left in Vadim's guard company, and they were loyally guarding the battalion headquarters, unmoved by the shouts of killing outside.

The adjutant led someone to remove the cabinet in the corner, lifted the damp carpet on the ground to reveal an entrance for only one person to enter and exit, opened the iron door, and then a warm faint yellow light came out of it.

Then a tiger-headed little boy came out from underneath, "Oh, Petru...... My child!" Vadim beckoned, and the five-year-old boy jumped and rushed to Vadim "Father!"

I'm afraid that all the senior CIA spies would never have imagined that the Vladivostok Tuvadim actually hid a son, which is completely unexpected news.

Vadim hugged Petru with tears in his eyes, "Child, everything is almost over, believe me that the most difficult moment is about to pass......"