The political organizations of the Russians in the Northeast were hostile to the Soviet Union. However, they are also divided into several political factions due to their different political views. Of course, they were all attached to the Japanese under their wings.

There were mainly three major factions: the Royalists, the *** Party and the Cossacks. The Cossacks were distributed in northern Manchuria and were relatively scattered. Mainly Cossacks who were engaged in agriculture and animal husbandry.

Both the royalist party and the *** party set up their base camp in Harbin.

Today is the birthday of the leader of the *** party, Rozaevsky. Leaders of various branches of the party in Harbin and even in Manchukuo rushed to Harbin to congratulate Rozaevsky.

The grand birthday celebration banquet was presided over by Mikhail, head of the Far Eastern Department of the Russian Party.

The editor-in-chief of the party newspaper Our Road Salnikov made a speech.

"Comrades! Fellow citizens! Everyone knows that now Germany is in a state of power under the leadership of the party. Our close friend, the Imperial Japan, is also making the best preparations. Soon the criminal Bolsheviks will fall apart under the blow of these two powers! Salnikov said loudly.

"Our great mother, Russia, is beckoning us! In the near future we will return to Russia under our leader Rozaevsky! Salnikov said with a spit on his face.

All the Russians present listened excitedly. They were both encouraged by Salnikov's words and excited to be able to eat and drink for a while.

The vast majority of them are not living here as they wish. It can even be said that they are destitute.

They used to be Russian aristocrats, but they used to live a prosperous life in Russia by relying on serfs to cultivate the land for them.

But when they fled to Northeast China, they found that they had nothing to do. You can't support yourself and your family on your own.

The Japanese provided them with some help in order to deal with the USSR. But the little financial help given by the stingy Japanese was really limited. They are still struggling on the poverty line.

Even the money for today's birthday celebration banquet for the leader of the *** party, Rozaevsky, was paid by the Japanese.

Thinking of this, everyone present felt discouraged again.

But when plates of Russian-style dishes and bottles of strong liquor were placed on the table, the atmosphere in the meeting room was finally detonated.

All of them bowed their heads and gulped and gulped down liquor. Even this voice synthesized into a huge wave of sound that overwhelmed the voice of the leader of the *** party who was still speaking at the front desk.

"These pigs!" Salnikov scolded in a low voice.

Rozaevsky himself smiled wryly. The same is the leader of the *** party, he is too far from that mustache in Germany and the real pig in Italy.

"Happy birthday to Rozaevsky!" Mikhail said, raising his glass.

Everyone at the main table stood and raised their glasses to Rozaevsky.

Two waiters came over with a small cart. There was a huge birthday cake on top of the cart.

The appearance of the birthday cake caused a round of cheers from the audience.

The two waiters put the cake on the table and stepped back. Everyone waited for Rozaevsky to cut the cake himself, and everyone celebrated together.

Suddenly, a majestic man with a height of more than 1.90 meters and a large Siberian bear came over and hugged Rozaevsky tightly.

This is Rozaevsky's subordinate when he was in the Russian army, and today he specially came from Hailar to congratulate Rozaevsky on his birthday.

"Happy birthday to you, Roza!" The tall subordinate said as he took Rozaevsky in his arms.

As soon as Rozaevsky heard the word happy, he felt his body fly like a cloud. At the same time, a loud bang burst the eardrums in both of his ears. He couldn't hear anything.

But he can see it!

Many people in the birthday party flew up! Some people's bodies have split into several parts and fly in the air.

His burly, tall subordinate flew around him like a human shield until he slammed into the wall.

Hearing the deafening explosion, people on the street looked in horror at the huge smoke rising dozens of meters away.

Some sand and stone blocks and glass shards fell on people's heads.

Fang Wenwu rushed towards the explosion site like an arrow as if he had already prepared.

The distance of tens of meters is only a few hundred meters away in the blink of an eye.

The door to the auditorium was pushed open by the blast wave, and the auditorium was filled with howling wolves. Two people crawled out of it, covered in blood.

Fang Wenwu directly stepped on the necks of these two people with his foot to end their pain.

He covered his nose with his gloved hand and rushed into the auditorium with smoke and dust. Instantly, he felt his eyes tingle, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

The smoke from the explosion was so irritating that he couldn't open his eyes.

Fang Wenwu stepped on blood and stumps and severed arms and groped his way towards the center of the explosion.

He crouched down, and the smoke concentration in the lower part would be a little smaller. It also sees more clearly.

Fang Wenwu looked at the corpses scattered around the shallow crater of the explosion and carefully identified them.

"What the hell, in this Gada!" A pure northeastern accent came.

The scene was so smog-filled that it was almost impossible to see your fingers. Fang Wenwu heard the voice and knew that someone was coming. Listening to the voice, he knew who was coming.

"Shasha, did you find it?" Fang Wenwu asked as he touched the place where the voice came from.

"Found it. Don't say it, this kid's life is really big! There weren't many injuries on his body, he just fainted. The man replied.

At this time, Fang Wenwu squatted on the ground and had already groped his way to that person's side. From the man's red hair, Rozaevsky could be seen sitting on the ground with his eyes closed and leaning against the wall. A corpse next to him was half blown off in the back, and the internal organs that were whirring inside could be seen.

Fang Wenwu picked up a piece of broken glass from the ground and reached out and thrust it into Rozaevsky's throat.

Rozaevsky was in pain and opened his eyes all at once. He woke up. Horrified to see two people blurry in the smoke in front of him, and then Rozaevsky slowly closed his eyes again. He's dead.

"Grind and chirp! Come on! Fang Wenwu said. With that, he turned and touched out. The red-haired man stood up and walked after him, still grinning.

"What did Siwa do?" Fang Wenwu asked.

"He said to get the wind outside, and I think he didn't think it was necessary to come in. He must have thought that a bomb of this size would have solved everything. There is simply no way to live. The red-haired man said with a smile.

"Thanks to us coming in, otherwise Rozaevsky would have survived. It won't be easy to kill him again. Fang Wenwu said.

The little bandit goes to the end of the world