Chapter 170: Misfire
A two-story building with a European-style beige brick and wood structure on Nangang Street in Harbin, with stained glass windows with strong Orthodox colors, shows the taste of Russia. This is the Consulate General of Russia that was established five years ago.
Where there are Russians, there are two things, vodka and women, and even if there is no black bar bread and salt in life, vodka and women cannot be missing. Naturally, the Consulate General, the highest authority of Russia in Manchuria, was not lacking in these.
In the Consulate General, the orchestra is playing Tchaikovsky's "The Nutcracker", and groups of costumed Russian women and well-dressed Russians are dancing merrily.
The huge auditorium was full of women's whirling thighs and bottles of vodka, and the tall and thin Russian consul in Harbin was wearing a black dress that had just been made, smiling and greeting everyone with a wine glass. Everyone was elated, far from the center of Russian power in the east, Harbin was still a good place, especially in early autumn, the climate was cool and pleasant, much better than the windy and sandy Kulen and the hot Yanjing.
In the corner of the banquet, a Russian [***] officer in his thirties was drinking non-stop, he had a big belly and blue-gray eyes that were the hallmarks of Russians, and the brochure of his military uniform showed that he was a major.
Major Vasily was in a very depressed mood, and as a loyal fan of Count Amur, he dreamed of turning Manchuria into Yellow Russia, the warm waters of the south, which the Russians had envied for hundreds of years. Vasily once participated in the Russo-Japanese War and became a prisoner of the Japanese army in Lushun, which he was cited as a great shame. After the Xinhai Revolution, there was a rush of reading in various places, which gave him hope that a chaotic China was a godsend for carving up. Major Vasily jumped up and down, colluded with Utai and other Mongol princes, expelled the Qing minister in Kulun by force, Sanduo, and supported the puppet of Jebtsundamba.
However, Shi Shilemafo, who was in Kulen, turned a blind eye to his efforts and was lukewarm to the "Great Mongolia", and the secret report from Mongolia that he actually collaborated with Russian businessmen to resell a large amount of grain and other materials to the advance army of the Republic of China, and made a windfall.
Major Vasily reported the situation to the Consul General in Harbin, but the Consul General blamed him for being nosy, and he went beyond the rank to report to the Russian Legation in Yanjing, but there was no news. What annoyed him even more was that these top bosses were basically guys of Germanic ancestry, sneering at purebred Russians such as Vasily, mocking them as clumsy pigs.
Tsar Nicholas II had an inexplicable inferiority complex, he thought that the Russians were fat and stupid, so the court was full of beautiful young men of Germanic origin. During the Russo-Russian War, the Tsar's most favored court minister, Rogerstwinsky, was actually made a vice admiral and led the Baltic Fleet expedition to the East. Rogerstinsky ended up being a prisoner of the Tsar, but the Tsar did not punish him, and the court ministers of Germanic origin were increasingly used. This greatly displeased the pure-blooded Russian nobles and officials!
Vasily was nominally a military attachΓ© in the Consulate General, but in fact a spy, with a 300-strong Einsatzgruppen under his command, ostensibly Russian merchants, but in fact Cossacks, that is, this Einsatzgruppen drove Sanduo, the Qing minister in Kulen, out of Western Mongolia.
Russia stationed 80,000 armed men along the Manchurian Railway and the Middle East Road, and although the equipment was still very rudimentary by European standards, it was not bad compared to the Beiyang Army of Yanjing Zhengaxe. The fact that such a powerful armed force did nothing in the face of unrest in China was difficult for Vasily to accept.
He looked at the slender Consul General viciously, and secretly cursed in his heart: "Damn the Germans! β
When he had drunk the tenth glass of high vodka, his nose was red like a ripe strawberry, and a young officer in a lieutenant's uniform walked up to him and whispered a few words.
Vasily suddenly came to his senses, opened his eyes wide, and said: "Where is he?" β
"Right at the Consulate General, I'm bringing him to your office!"
"Well done!" Vasily was overjoyed: "You go to the office and wait for me, I'll be there right away!" β
After the young man left, Vasily sneered and said to himself: "What these Germans dare not do, we Russians dare to do??? If there is no excuse, make excuses, and where the double-headed eagle battle flag has been raised, it will never be allowed to be lowered again! β
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The atmosphere of Jiujiang is almost suffocating, a large amount of water vapor is condensed in the air, the clouds are like black cotton wool that has absorbed water, and the clouds are low overhead, as if people with tall heights can reach out and touch them.
Since the first year of Xuantong, the sky seems to have broken holes, and every summer and autumn, the rain will fall endlessly. The common people say that Emperor Guangxu died unjustly, the true dragon son of heaven went to heaven, and there was no dragon king in the land of China to control the water.
"No need to pinch, no need to count, Xuantong is only two and a half years" The nursery rhyme has been sung and compiled from the north and south of the river??? And it came true!
More than 30,000 people and horses gathered in the area of Baoguo Temple and the Jianghuai army and the Jiangxi army, plus the number of people is even more terrifying, and the two sides confronted each other for a day and a half, and each other's nerves were tense to the limit. The soldiers were eager to give the order to fight a big battle now, even if it was better to die in battle than to be so frightened.
A squad leader of the Jiujiang Regiment sat on the ground and wiped his gun, and a rifle was glittered by him, and the bullets were glittered with gold.
"Old squad leader, don't wipe it, the gun has been scratched by you!" A black-faced soldier quipped.
"Fart, the gun is made of iron, can it scratch the skin? Your shoes are all worn out, it's real! The old squad leader arched his middle two fingers and chiseled a crisp hairy chestnut on the soldier's head.
The black-faced soldier gasped a few times when he was knocked, and said with a bitter face: "You are so ruthless, it hurts more than my mother's knock!" β
The old squad leader pointed to the opposite mountain: "Boy, it's really smart, I already have a wife and children, and if I die, I'll die, you haven't asked for a wife yet!" With that, he yawned lazily.
The black-faced soldier smiled and patted him on the shoulder and said, "Old squad leader, where did you go on the night of the eighth day of last month?" β
The old squad leader didn't raise his head and said, "I haven't gone anywhere, I'm sleeping." β
The black-faced soldier smiled evilly: "Don't coax me, I saw you and Scarface sneaking out together in the middle of the night last night, to be honest, did you go to the county seat to visit the kiln?" β
The old squad leader chiseled another chestnut on his head and scolded: "You little boy knows what it means to go to the kiln? What's all the nonsense? β
The black-faced soldier frowned and rubbed his head and said, "What are you pretending?" The next morning I heard Scarface talk about how that little was scratching and pretending! β
The old squad leader glanced at him disdainfully and said, "Black egg, you hairy baby, do you know a fart?" The hair below hasn't grown yet, so it's evil? Go back and ask your mother to tell you a daughter-in-law, and I will pee for you in the evening. After that, I was amused by my own words.
The black egg was turned purple by their laughing black face, and said angrily: "If you joke again, I will go back to Willow Village and tell my sister-in-law that you are visiting the kiln here to see if she will peel you off!" β
The old squad leader hurriedly took his hand and said, "Good brother, don't talk nonsense!" You know your sister-in-law's temper, so don't you lift all the tiles on the house? β
After rolling his eyes a few times, Hei Dan said: "It's okay if you don't let me say it, you buy me two catties of sauce meat and a pot of old wine, I won't say it!" β
The old squad leader kicked him in the ass: "Two catties of sauce meat, one catty of old wine, this will cost five cents, you kid is ruthless enough!" β
The black egg smiled: "Don't give it, right?" I not only told my sister-in-law, but also told Platoon Commander Zhang to listen! β
The old squad leader's face was frightened: "I buy it, can't I buy it?" Let that living Hades know that I went to visit the kiln, and the military stick will not kill me? You are my living ancestor, and it is a big loss to find a bitch to pass the two accounts! β
The Jiujiang Regiment was adapted from the prisoners of the Jiangxi army who were originally stationed in Jiujiang, although after a period of training, it was not an old problem that had not been completely changed, and the military discipline was not as strict as that of the Anhui army, so there was a matter of Feng Yunhai going to war privately. Since Feng Yunhai was shot, the Jiujiang Regiment began to strictly grasp military discipline, at this time, the head was hit, and the thirty military sticks were beaten down solidly, and if you don't die, you have to lie on the bed for a month!
The black egg smiled and said, "Why didn't the governor give the order to fight?" Lay down Jiangxi, our hometown does not also have to land reform, our family must divide the land, my father and mother have been a tenant for the landlord for a lifetime, can have their own land, what should they be happy about? β
The old squad leader also smiled and said: "That's for sure, Anhui has divided the land, and our Jiangxi is definitely divided, I'm not afraid to fight now, I'm afraid not to fight??? You see, it's been more than a day, just looking at the table and not serving, how can we say that our Chai Dudu and Jiangxi's Li Dudu are both following Mr. Sun, both of them are still Kuomintang, broken bones and tendons??? I think this battle is going to hang, if you really don't fight, you will still have a fart land! Counting on Li Liejun to divide the land for our Jiangxi people, there is no door, if he doesn't squeeze the bones and slag dry, can he stop? β
When Hei Dan heard this, he was also a little worried, he forced a laugh, and then changed the subject: "Your baby is almost five years old, right?" They're all running all over the ground! β
The old squad leader mentioned the doll, his face was full of intoxication, and he said with a smile: "Yes, the skin is ruthless, cats and dogs are afraid of him, not a worry-free one, and his mother is reluctant to fight, crazy doll!" β
The black egg grinned and said, "The crazy doll is good, it grows up and is strong." β
The old squad leader said absentmindedly while wiping the gun: "Okay, it's just tiring!" β
Suddenly, he accidentally pulled the trigger with his finger, and with a "bang", a 7.92 standard bullet was fired.
The originally noisy Baoguo Temple suddenly quieted down, followed by a roar like a tsunami, and the sound of pulling the bolt of the gun came and went, and the soldiers of the Jiujiang Regiment pulled the safety of the bolt almost at the same time, and vigilantly aimed at the Gan army on the opposite side.
The old squad leader's cold sweat suddenly soaked his clothes, and he muttered to himself: "It's broken, it's gone crazy!" β
He shouted desperately: "Don't shoot, it's a misfire, it's a misfire!" β
But in the roar of tens of thousands of people, his voice seemed insignificant, and no one heard what he said.
In the situation of confrontation of tens of thousands of people, the consequences of the misfire made the old squad leader pale with fright!
(To be continued)