Seeing Andreev away, Vadim looked lonely: "He seems to be the last friend in my life...... From now on, I don't have any friends......"

Lonely for a moment, he shook his head fiercely, "Damn friendship is useless, life comes first, okay, let's go to the bunker, from now on until the supplies are exhausted, we won't come out!"

"It's time to give up the power of the stage to others...... Vadim entered the bunker with the last forty descendants, and there were two seriously wounded soldiers outside, helping them cover the carpet, push the cabinet and make a certain disguise, and the two took advantage of the night to take out the battalion headquarters. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The dawn was silent, and there was a shout of gunfire outside, but Vadim's camp headquarters was a graveyard of silence.

In the bunker, Petru looked at his father and asked in a low voice, "Will we succeed?"

Vadim didn't answer, and he didn't know how to answer, in fact, this strategy was just a gamble on his life, betting that the Volunteers had just finished all the chaos and didn't have time to clean up the battlefield. Bet that those Central Asian reinforcements under the command of Fargiev will quickly reach Vladivostok.

In fact, even if the main force can't come, it's good to have a vanguard force, as long as Xiao Letian and them know that the cavalry regiment in Central Asia is coming, then their attention will be diverted, and the cleaning of the Vladivostok battlefield will not be so careful.

Thinking about it this way, it is still very possible for everyone to live until the moment when reinforcements arrive.

"Don't worry, boy, God will bless us!" I firmly believe...... We will definitely not be exposed!"

Andreev and his guards staggered through the streets in the icy night wind, they had broken up with his men, and Andreev had no idea where his soldiers were or what to do next.

The road to the Aleut had been divided by the volunteers, and he could not find the commander-in-chief to join him, and what made him even more sad and angry was that groups of Tsarist Russian soldiers were driven to the seashore, no matter how they pleaded, but the Chinese on the opposite side were so merciless that they were actually killing prisoners.

Rows of bullets swept by, soldiers were knocked to the ground like wheat harvesters, and the battleships in the Amur Bay could do nothing but fire two shots from time to time with small-caliber naval guns.

The navy did not even dare to release small boats to pick up the defeated brothers.

"It's over! It's all over! We're lost, the Tsar's Vladivostok is lost...... Woo woo!" the man who was more than two meters tall actually covered his face and cried.

The surrounding guards were also dumbfounded, the man-bear Andreev was known as the first warrior of Vladivostok, and in people's minds he was a boulder, an iron statue that would never bow his head.

No one could have imagined that even he would not be able to hold it in the end, and this was the first time that the battalion commander cried in front of everyone.

At this moment, there was a sudden burst of dense footsteps from the east, and the guards were even shocked and all raised their rifles, but they didn't expect hundreds of civilians to pour out of the darkness.

Since 1863, Vladivostok has been visited by civilians, and although the number is smaller than that of the military, more than 3,000 people have settled here in the past few years.

Tsarist Russia has been running the city for eight years, and even if the efficiency is slow, there will be some results, and many of these emigrated Tsarist civilians are peasants who have just freed themselves from serfdom, coveting the land in the Far East and not money, and coveting the low cost of living here and rushing thousands of miles away.

But Na Cheng thought that this was not a stable paradise, although there were no greedy landlords here, but there was a fierce war.

When the people saw that there was an officer on the other side, they all cried, and they drew crosses with their hands on their chests: "God bless you, my sir, please save us, we don't know where to go, those Chinese won't let us go, they will slaughter the city......"

In the face of a group of duck-like peasants, Andreev was helpless, he was just a soldier who could fight, and he didn't understand and didn't want to understand other things, but these things he didn't understand came to the door, and now he is the highest status person around, if he doesn't solve this problem, who will solve it?

In fact, what bothers Andreev the most now is the problem of the collapse of faith, and Vadim went into hiding, completely violating his previous oath to live and die with the soldiers. Then look at Tiachenko and Ettolin, who hid on the battleship and survived, watching the soldiers being slaughtered but unable to do anything.

It turned out that the false sense of victory brought by those previous sieges and victories over inferior nations again and again was just an illusion, and I thought that the great Tsarist army would not fail, but the real defeat came to the front of me so cruel.

There seemed to be something broken in his heart, the pride he had stubbornly believed for so long, the kind of arrogance that was empty-eyed.

Smashing the old shell, Andreev stomped his feet fiercely, "That's it, that's it! No one cares whether you live or die, I'll take care of it! I will carry the black cauldron that no one wants to carry...... Let's go, let's go south, and I'll take you to meet the leaders of the Chinese people!"

Andreev made up his mind, and the other soldiers had to follow, and they ran all the way to the south of the city, to the closest place to the sea, where the flagship of the Chinese people, the Zhiyuan, was anchored on the sea.

"Immediately look for a sampan, choose the ten oldest citizens to come with me on the boat, and prepare the white flag...... I'll take you to see Xiao Letian, this damn war can't be fought anymore!"

"I used to be a fool and idiot, I thought everyone would fight desperately, but in the end I was a fool...... Those who instigate others to die, but they themselves hide, and Lao Tzu will not serve you anymore!"

The icy sea water kept undulating, and the two small sampans pushed away the fine ice floe on the sea surface and began to move closer to Zhiyuan, each bow tied a white flag with a white shirt.

Vladivostok was burning behind it, and now three-quarters of the city had been liberated by the Volunteers, leaving only a small number of soldiers desperately resisting.

Xiang Shaolong was afraid that his casualties would be too great, so he didn't order a strong attack, anyway, after the sky was bright, those enemies hiding in the dark would no longer have the protection of the night.

Reflected by the fire of the city, the two small boats on the sea were very conspicuous, and soon the Zhiyuan discovered the uninvited guests, and there were sailors running wildly on the deck, and Andreev even heard the Chinese shouting.

Soon, two Gatling guns fixed to the side of the ship twisted their muzzles to aim at the sampan, and just before the officer gave the order, they were about to start firing.

"Don't shoot! I'm a messenger, and I ask to see the Chinese prime minister...... I asked for negotiations! I brought in the representatives of the citizens, and we came to negotiate in good faith!"