No one answered. I glanced at the soldier's card of the man on the ground who was still wailing: Kukov, Russian, 26 years old, serving ...... 6 years? The people of the Storm Team were all junior soldiers when they joined the army, could it be that he was a "backup soldier" who joined later?

"What are you looking at?" I looked up and asked the onlookers, "Didn't you hear the order just now?" Everybody clean up your own pigsty and call Captain Mosvenk over - stop, call me Ensign Sophia, or Comrade Commissar. ”

The second half of the sentence is aimed at the guy who only shouted "yes" and wanted to disband.

"The people sent by the command this time are really eye-opening for me, Comrade Second Lieutenant." A low, hoarse voice sounded behind me, and I involuntarily turned around and saw a raunchy guy. That look...... It's like just watching a good show in a movie theater that I just came out.

"Seriously, Comrade Kukov is one of the best soldiers here. You should be the first to beat him so cleanly. ”

"You're Captain Mosvenck?" I smiled deliberately and snorted, "This will be a pediatric behavior." Although not as good as your suicide group, as the first all-laude student at the Frunze Military Academy, I am not a vegetarian. ”

Personally, I think my eyes are still good. If it were a different person, maybe Mosvenck would have left him with only sloppy feelings.

It's strange that the internal affairs of the coalition army have always been very demanding, and the slightly more handsome soldiers in the male army will deliberately make themselves cleaner, but this Captain Mosvenck does not care.

Even if Mosvenck doesn't care much about personal image, has the internal affairs order also entered the land of lawlessness? With this question in mind, he absentmindedly listened to Mosvenck's sloppy and slightly sarcastic "welcome speech". Before I could finish speaking, my first words were, "It's too chaotic here."

It's a bit messy. Wine bottles, bags, magazines that can't possibly not be contraband, small radios, pornographic photographs, and other messy household items will not be repeated here.

So my first instinct was to ask everyone to clean up this filthy and messy dormitory.

"It's really worse than a pig's denel," I said, picking up a pair of socks with a cautious and disgusted expression, "and the pre-revolutionary Mexican drug dealers' dens were much cleaner than here." ”

These words seem to hit the sore spot of some people. The air suddenly cooled down, and a few guys who had been drinking in silence just now slammed their wine bottles on the table, and several veterans who looked like they had been in a hundred battles also stood up one after another.

Mosvenck defused the awkwardness. He waved his hand, and the tense air slowly dissipated. He said softly, "May your fighting spirit be as high as your passion for management discipline." ”

I have long heard that the political commissar of the storm team is equivalent to the "fifth **** of the cow", because they look down on "the king who can only play lip service and memorize the party constitution, and can't even shoot a gun".

But I'm by no means a waste. I smiled softly, suddenly pulled out the pistol from my waist, and fired three shots, all seven light bulbs in different positions on the ceiling were shattered, and the person who was about to laugh at the heckle immediately closed his mouth at this moment.

"How's it going," I smugly shook my hair and glanced at everyone, "I'm okay with marksmanship as a commissar, right?" Back then, in the military academy, I didn't rely on my face to get full honors. ”

……

I think I should remember this time: 5:24 p.m. on August 7, 1970. This is even more miraculous than the "Baiyangdian Miracle". The anchor's voice has always been filled with a feeling of ecstasy, and it is estimated that he is already dancing with his hands.

"Look! This is the imperialist system of 'Guardians of Peace' that imperialism claims to be indestructible, and this is the nuclear weapon that the Allied thugs are proud of! Where are they? Didn't they claim to be able to defend their ridiculous little world from being overthrown by an angry masses of people? Kaveli, where is the energy of your 'go into Moscow and go home for Christmas'? Didn't you say that the Peace Guardians system could soon wipe out the main force of our great global democratic coalition? ”

A video is playing in the small window, as if it was filmed by an aerospace aircraft, Lomanov is really bold, shouldn't this be a military secret?

In the video, the missile silos of the "Peace Guardian" system are proudly erected in the desert. The missile silo slowly unfolded its protective shield, waiting for the opportunity to launch. We all looked at the silo with bated breath. Once the missile is launched, the entire coalition force, as well as our so-called "revenge plan", will be doomed.

However, when the silo was about to open, it suddenly stopped! What's going on? If the nuclear bomb is about to be launched, if the protective cover is not opened, the entire silo will explode!

Sure enough. Ten seconds later, a dazzling light illuminates the entire screen, and the video ends.

"It's ...... What's the situation? Someone asked. Then we saw a huge satellite map of the United States. The map is so unclear that you can't even see the big cities, but anyone can understand what the TV station is trying to say.

Mushroom clouds are everywhere on the map of the United States, and explosions are happening everywhere. There is a large line on it: "Schematic diagram of the self-destruction of the "Peacekeeper" system. The news quickly flashed a map of the world in East Asia, the Middle East, Latin America, and Europe.

"What's going on......" someone asked softly. It is estimated that the people who saw the "Baiyangdian Miracle" back then were shocked in their hearts.

It's just that there should be very few people who have witnessed the miracle of Beidaihe now, and the spectacle of the collective self-destruction of the "Guardians of Peace" this time was broadcast by the live satellite of all the coalition countries! This sudden turn of events stunned everyone.

I don't know who shouted: "The hegemony of the Allies is destroyed!" The last door of vengeance is open! ”

The sentence came suddenly, and there was no answer for three seconds. After three seconds, the entire barracks was filled with deafening cheers. I watched in amazement as all the cheerers, including the Mosvenck, who had just seemed taciturn, now joined the crowd of cheerers. I was just stunned, and I looked like an outsider. Some people were drinking, some were hugging each other and crying, some were crossing, and some people changed a few lines of lyrics and sang "Lenin Bless the Soviet Union" (a song composed by Allied soldiers during the Second World Revolutionary War for the defense of Moscow, in fact, it was a change of a few words for "God bless the Tsar").

Mosvenk was the first to recover, sat down gently, touched the beard on his chin and said: "The Allied air defense and nuclear strike systems are finished!" The Allied forces were mostly deployed around the world, and the headquarters defense forces located in the United States should be the weakest relatively speaking...... Next, the North American theater of operations is our world! ”

"That's right, Comrade Mosvenk, the offensive is about to begin!" A familiar voice rang out from the TV screen. How could it be......

I subconsciously turned around and stood up in the direction of the TV screen. Before he could straighten his knees, Mosvenck put his hand on his shoulders and sat back gently. "The rules here are a little different," he whispered in my ear, "and only those who see the leaders of the coalition forces at the rank of generals need to stand, and Comrade Prime Minister is not among them." "I had a strange feeling when he spoke, but it quickly faded away.

"Ha, Second Lieutenant Sophia, it seems that you have adapted to this unique family," Prime Minister Lomanov smiled with a hint of weirdness, "how about it, is it more conducive to your promotion here than in the Kremlin?" "I thought that the rest of the people who heard it would gossip like the Kremlin office staff, but it was surprisingly quiet.

In the end, Mosvenck helped me out of the embarrassment. He cleared his throat and lazily replied to Lomanov: "Comrade Prime Minister is in a hurry to summon us, not to catch up with Ensign Sophia, right?"

"Of course not." Lomanov was still smiling heartily, but his eyes were already cold. "Congratulations to all of you, you're going to make history."