Bright red blood stained the ground, the two Ukrainians who had become corpses were not far away, the Mosin Nagant rifle was slowly lowered on the soldier's shoulder, and the faint smell of gunsmoke was still permeating the muzzle of the black hole, but there was no indication that he had easily taken two lives just now.

The officer standing on the top of the truck had a smile on his lips, especially looking at the angry and humiliated appearance of the group of Ukrainians below, and his heart was full of pleasure. He doesn't care how sick his psychology is, he only knows that it makes him feel like it's cool!

"Comrade Stalin saved you under the iron hooves of imperialism, you must know how to be grateful! Instead of taking revenge, hiding your own food and not giving it to the state! ”

He brandished his pistol, the latest TT-32** of the Odessa Military District for their junior officers, and he had been carefully maintained, and now he finally made his image more and more magnificent in his eyes. He reflexively pointed his gun at the corpses of the two Ukrainians, and said arrogantly with a long mouth: "It's not like them, as a scumbag who rebels against the revolution and wants to rebel against the Soviets!" ”

"Badass! You return my dad! You return my dad! You scoundrel! ”

Suddenly, a little girl of seven or eight years old ran out of the crowd, and no one else could hold it, so she stumbled and ran towards a corpse, her little face was full of tears, and she looked at one of the corpses and cried loudly: "Dad, I will never eat white bread again, you wake up quickly!" I don't want to eat white bread again! ”

But the little girl was apparently unable to run to her dead father, for the Soviet commander in the truck was visibly furious when he saw this, and immediately shouted to a Soviet soldier in a rage: "Soldier, stop that damned counter-revolutionary for me!" ”

After receiving the order, a soldier immediately walked over with a cruel smile, took three steps and made two quick steps forward, and a pair of big hands directly grabbed the little girl, and the thick arms forced, pulling the linen skirt and throwing the little girl out directly!

"Minasha! Don't, Minasha! ”

The little girl fell to the ground in an instant, and a stream of bright red blood came out of her mouth and nose, but she just lay on the ground and couldn't speak. A woman immediately cried and threw herself out of the crowd, hugging the little girl tightly, but she felt a warmth in her hand holding the little head, and raised her hand tremblingly, and a blood red suddenly filled her eyes in her hand, so that she couldn't help crying hysterically in horror: "How are you, don't scare your mother, Minasha, don't scare your mother!" Your father is dead, and you can't do anything wrong! ”

"This is what happens to the rebellion against the Soviets, you Ukrainians who have reformed their lives!"

The Soviet non-commissioned officer did not show the slightest feeling of pity, even the eyes of the soldiers around him showed schadenfreude, for this group of Ukrainians, they did not consider themselves their compatriots. And the Soviet governor pointed at the woman below and snorted coldly: "Take care of your daughter, you traitorous scumbag relatives, remember not to run around next time!" ”

"No, we're so hungry! I beg your pardon for my presumptuousness, sir, the grain of our village has been transported to the granaries of Odessa! ”

An old man who walked a little trembling slowly came out on crutches, looking at the Soviet non-commissioned officer on the truck in front of him, he couldn't help but want to cry after experiencing a lot, a pair of dim old eyes with sadness and sorrow, looked up at him and said very excitedly: "Please save our village, our village has nothing to eat..."

The villagers below were also looking at the Soviet non-commissioned officer in the truck, waiting for his reply, while they saw the Soviet soldiers around them, the laughter and indifference in their eyes made their hearts extremely painful. They all lowered their heads slowly, because they had heard the woman's low choking in their ears, and saw the two people who had been familiar in the distance. I don't know why, but there's a fire burning in their hearts.

But the Soviet non-commissioned officer in the truck didn't see this, not even the few soldiers around him did not see the anger in their eyes. But even if they saw that, the rifles and pistols in their hands were still extremely hard, and the man who looked like a commander in the truck pinched his waist and looked at the people below who lowered their heads, laughing and mocking loudly: "Food? How could you not have eaten? Oh, it's unbelievable! ”

"You bandits! Brigand! Thieves steal! Can't even get enough to eat? And say you're starving?! ”

He laughed and pointed at the group of people below, but the look in his eyes at the old man was mocking and sneering, and there was no positive answer, he only felt ridiculous about these counter-revolutionaries. Spat at the bottom of the truck fiercely, and he said angrily: "Then why do you scumbags go to the supply and marketing cooperatives to steal grain?!" ”

The TT-32 semi-automatic pistol in his hand has been tightly held, this is a standard pistol that can only be put into production next year, and next year this gun will be officially named "TT-33 Tokalov semi-automatic pistol" equipped with the great Soviet Red Army, but now he is preemptively equipped in his hands, even in the Odessa Military District is rare. And this is the reason why he is so proud, because it is the credit of his superiors who reward him, and the honor that is specially awarded to him!

"The rations given to us by the supply and marketing cooperatives are too small, because we give too much food to the country..."

The old man coughed softly, and he turned his head to look at all the silent villagers around him, all of whom were yellow and thin, because they had experienced at least half a year of life without a meal. Sighing slowly, he looked up at the Soviet governor, and couldn't help but plead: "Even when the Tsar was in his time, we at least had seeds... But now we don't even have seeds, let alone the food we normally eat..."

But the commander standing in the truck had no mercy, because he had no possibility of communicating with this group of Ukrainians who considered themselves cunning and shameless. Especially in his impression, this group of Ukrainians, like those Jews, is a group of greedy devils who only know money!

"Don't think I don't know what you're thinking! But I still advise you not to rebel against the Soviets! ”

He slowly stretched his neck, stared at the group of Ukrainian villagers below with a solemn smile, and slowly raised his hand, the eight Soviet soldiers who had been prepared immediately gathered, and the bayonet on the muzzle of the Mosin Nagant rifle in their hands shimmered, which gave him absolute confidence, let him lick his lips and say loudly: "This is the territory of Lao Tzu!" ”

"Whose territory? Why yours? ”

But a faint voice came from behind him, with some suppressed emotion. He suddenly turned his head on the truck, only to find that at some point, a thin and tall man was walking towards them, also carrying a Mosin Nagant rifle on his back, with a calm expression, and even raised his head and frowned at him, and asked lightly: "And you, who are you?!" ”

The Soviet commander on the truck was stunned for a moment, he turned around directly, and the TT-32 semi-automatic pistol in his hand was directly aimed at the young man who was thin and as tall as a poplar tree, stepped on the wooden baffles on both sides of the truck, and asked angrily through gritted teeth: "Damn! Who are you?! ”

"Stop! You damn thing! ”

The other eight Soviet soldiers quickly raised their Mosin Nagant rifles, their shiny bayonets aimed at what they saw as the dangerous man with the rifle on his back. But when they saw that the guy was still unhurried, but barely made the slightest sound, their faces suddenly changed, and Tie Qing put his fingers on the trigger with a blushing face, and said angrily: "Stop! Tell us who you are! Otherwise, you will be shot dead as a counter-revolutionary traitor! ”

The Soviet commander, who was still quite arrogant, also sensed that something was wrong, and slowly pointed the muzzle of the TT-32 semi-automatic pistol in his hand at the person, and swallowed softly and spit, he didn't know why he felt a throbbing in his heart, but a humiliation extended by fear instantly appeared in his heart, so he couldn't help but say angrily: "Say your name!" ”

"My name? Well, maybe it's the counter-revolutionary traitors you described..."

The emaciated figure's lips curled slightly to reveal a smile, and the young face seemed to be bright sunshine, but with his words, he had already approached the body of the truck less than three meters, but it instantly turned into a cyan shadow, like lightning past the side of a Soviet soldier, and before the action of pulling the trigger, a blood flower instantly bloomed with a flash of silver light that appeared in his hand! And at this moment, his voice reached their ears: "Maybe you know me and can call me... Levsky! ”