Five minutes ago, outside the village.

A large number of Ukrainian villagers had sad looks on their faces, among them the elderly man from the small Ukrainian village, who was standing in front of the crowd with a worn-out cane, his eyes closed on his old face, and two lines of tears were silently sliding down his cheeks, because in front of him, his only remaining son, was kneeling on the ground with his hands tied behind his back, receiving punishment.

"Pap-pa-pa-"

A Soviet soldier with a playful look on his face was already raising his arm, and in his right hand, a leather whip was tightly held in his hand, accompanied by his vigorous swinging arm, a loud whip flashed in the air, and then it was slammed into the stout man with a sound of breaking through the air!

The whip was made of cowhide and some wire, which was originally used to drive the carriage, but in the hands of the Soviet soldiers with a smile and disdain on their faces, it became a tool to whip the people. Not far from them, more than 50 Soviet soldiers were standing in two rows, holding Mosin Nagant rifles in their hands, intimidating the group of Ukrainian villagers.

"Hey, you know, is there really any good result of such a hard mouth? It makes me feel pretty sad too, you know? ”

The platoon commander Velistov, with a gloomy face, stood aside, looking coldly at the man in front of him who was clenching his teeth, with a disdainful smile on the corner of his mouth, and only indifference and a little excitement in his eyes. Slowly raising his head, he looked at the group of Ukrainian villagers who dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak here, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more intense, and he slowly said: "So, you still don't know, is that Levsky?" ”

"Ahh

Blood splattered, and on the red skin that had been whipped up, it was as if countless dark snakes had crawled up. But the whip was pulled more and more violently, and the skin was already broken due to the inertia on the whip, and a large amount of blood began to appear on the man's body, which finally made him can't help but howl loudly.

"Say it, know that Levsky? Say it and you don't have to. ”

The smile on the corner of Velistov's mouth became higher and higher, he slowly walked forward, stretched out his hand to signal to the Soviet soldier who was about to continue to swing the whip, and the Soviet soldier immediately stopped and retreated to the side, only letting him stand in front of the Ukrainian villager who was kneeling on the ground with his hands tied, slowly squatting down, holding his crumbling shoulder, and softly: "You know, there is a general who wants to know the information about that Levsky." ”

But the Ukrainian villager seemed to be beaten stupidly, just raised his head and looked at Velistov in a daze, shook his head and lowered his head again, his face that should have been extremely resolute, but there was a kind of humiliation, but he did not give in, just slowly choked and shook his head and said: "Sir... No... I really... I don't know..."

"Don't know? I don't know why that guy is here to kill my brethren?! ”

A figure suddenly rushed up, kicked the villager with his foot, and kicked him to the ground directly, and at the same time grabbed the whip from the Soviet soldier next to him, swung it up and whipped it down fiercely, and roared loudly: "Tell me the whereabouts of that guy!" I know that guy is connected to you! ”

He was the head of the secret police, Joysky, but now he had raised his whip and was whipping the kneeling man fiercely, especially looking at the man's somewhat familiar face, and roaring even more violently: "Don't think I don't know you! You look almost exactly like that damn counter-revolutionary! You know! I can shoot him, and I can shoot you! ”

The platoon commander on the side, Velistov, did not say anything, just looked at Joysky's crazy appearance, with a faint mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, especially when he turned his head to look at his subordinates around him, who were holding guns and looking at the lively appearance, a pride spread in his chest, because this was his troops.

"Joysky, that's enough."

Slowly, Velistov reached out and put his hand on the shoulder of the Joysky, telling him to stop the whipping, and at the same time looked up at the Ukrainian villagers who were carrying grief and sadness, as well as faint anger, the smile on the corner of his mouth was as kind as possible, and he said: "So, if there is news about that Levsky, I think you will tell me, right?" ”

But the Ukrainian villagers just lowered their heads, no one looked at Velistov, and they were also silent with their heads down, only the low choked voices of the children and the crying of women. No one answered his words, but he didn't care at all, just smiled lightly, turned to the soldiers behind him and said, "Close!" Let's go! ”

"Comrade Velistov, we haven't asked for information about that damn Levsky yet!"

However, Joysky gritted his teeth tightly with unwillingness on his face, and still ruthlessly came to Velistov, who was turning and walking towards the truck, stretched out his hand to stop him, and said in a hurry: "I can guarantee that he is here, Comrade Velistov, if we catch that guy, we will definitely be rewarded by Comrade Stalin and General Timoshenko!" ”

"Of course I do, Joysky."

Velistov slowly twisted his neck, looked at this somewhat anxious guy and couldn't help but snort coldly, stood in front of him, reached out and unceremoniously grabbed Joysky's neckline, pulled it towards him, and said in a faint voice with threats and warnings: "Don't think I don't know what you're thinking, it's best to understand your current situation!" ”

With that, he directly loosened Joysky's neckline, pushed him to the side, and strode towards the co-pilot of a truck in the middle. And the more than 50 Soviet soldiers were walking towards the truck, climbing into the truck in a chaotic manner, and crowding the three trucks to the brim.

As the engine roared, the three trucks immediately began to move with black smoke in their mouths, and the bumpy situation on the rudimentary dirt road was unbearable for the group of Soviet soldiers. However, thinking of such an interesting scene today, they all talked about how majestic they were today, and how frightened and timid the Ukrainian villagers in front of them were. Of course, when they talked, they did not see the slightest anger in the eyes of the Ukrainian villagers, maybe they saw it and did not care!

The three trucks were still moving forward, and the sound of giggling and laughing came from the truck compartment, and they were having a pleasant time today, no worse than being suffocated in the barracks. But as the truck continued to move forward, many Soviet soldiers squatting in the open carriage couldn't help frowning and sniffing their noses.

"What does it smell like?"

And on the co-pilot of the truck in the middle, the platoon commander Velistov couldn't help frowning, sniffed his nose lightly, he immediately frowned tightly, pinched his nose and gritted his teeth: "Is this a sewer blockage?" You know, this is the countryside of Ukraine! ”

The faint smell wasn't a foul smell, but it always felt quite unbearable, he opened the glass of the car window, poked his head out and looked at the road in front of him, but he didn't find anything weird, which made him can't help but spit out the window fiercely, and scolded loudly: "Those damn Ukrainians, did they pile up all the feces in the toilet into the wild?" ”

The driver on the side was also frowning, smelling the strange smell, he always felt that some of them seemed to be a little familiar. Looking up at the rough road ahead, he didn't say anything, and continued to drive over a hill, but couldn't help but look up at the side of the road, where there was a rather dense bush.

He opened his mouth in confusion, the hills were quite barren, but the dense shrubs seemed to have been artificially piled up. But he didn't think much about it, and continued to drive forward, but there was a crisp sound in his ears instantly, he knew that this was the sound of a Mosin Nagant rifle, and he just wanted to curse that he didn't know who had gone wrong, but he was horrified to find that a black flame mixed with red was on the side of the road, roaring towards them!

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