Maiup laughed arrogantly, laughing like a general commanding a successful campaign, and in his eyes, it was. He moved his two thick short legs, and shook them like stupid penguins, but the Mosin Nagant rifle in his hand, which had been slowly buckled, reflected on his hideous face, becoming more and more distorted and terrifying.

Taking a gentle breath, the smell of burning gunpowder and the faint smell of blood in Maiup's nose made him feel an indelible pleasure in his heart at this time. But his fingers were pressed down fiercely, and the crisp sound of water droplets dripping broke out in the small space, dazzling light, and the figure that struggled to stand up fell heavily to the ground, and his whole body twitched slightly, and then there was no more movement.

"I want you to die, because that's how I can live! Do you understand? Comrade Ulletov, understand? Commissar Ulletov! Because I want to live! I want to live! ”

A large strand of blood had already stained the straw under Ulletov's body, and Maiup's tightly strangled belly was also heavily, and looking at everything in front of him, he couldn't help but shiver all over, and in addition to the extreme secretion of adrenaline, he also felt a certain horror in his heart, but it was suppressed by his now excited head, and he just laughed and continued to load the Mosin Nagant rifle in his hand, quickly pushing the bullet into loading.

Just behind Maiap, the soldier who had been following him collapsed to his knees, watching as Maiup shot the Ulletov commissar with his Mosin Nagant rifle. But he couldn't do anything, just collapsed to the ground and trembled, and even the legs were wet, and he was already so frightened that he peed his pants.

He was just an ordinary commoner, and although his family background was poor, he still couldn't hide his current fears. Because none of his uncles were generals of great power, the deputy commander of the military district, who could speak even in the presence of Stalin, the general secretary of the Soviets, was the most promising and the most promising, if it was the closest relative, was the captain of the production team of a collective farm.

"My uncle is Timoshenko, what are you crying about! I'll be fine! You'll be fine! ”

Maiupp glanced back with some disgust, the appearance of the soldier peeing his pants and slumping on the ground made his heart fluctuate even more, but he still forcibly supported himself, held the Mosin Nagant rifle tightly, gritted his teeth and glanced at the distant figures, and said viciously: "I am here for the Soviets, to eradicate traitors!" Traitor! ”

It is close to winter, and the days in Ukraine are also quite short, although the population of the town is not constant, but with the two gunshots, this small town has already produced a certain boiling. Even in the distance, there were a few militiamen armed with Mosin Nagant rifles to maintain order, and the mayor of the town, who had lived from Tsarist Russia to the present, was still hiding in his office and sweating profusely, not knowing what to do.

"I'm cleaning up traitors! That's right, I'm cleaning up the traitors! I'm here to clean up the traitors for Comrade Stalin! ”

His heart was beating rapidly, and a trace of fear finally appeared in Maiup's heart, he swallowed softly and spit, looking at the motionless appearance of Urletov Commissar lying on the straw in the room, he felt that he suddenly wanted to pee, his fat body shook slowly, his fat face was hideous, and his fat sausage-like lips were trembling, and he realized the seriousness of the matter.

The fact that the Soviets did not shoot political commissars is not only a case of serious indiscipline, but can even be defined as a traitor! Whether it was during the October Revolution, or during Lenin's rule, or now when Stalin is in power, the commissar represents the Soviets, and the representative is **!

"That's right, he's a traitor! He is a counter-revolutionary who slanders me as a traitor! One is as counter-revolutionary as Trotsky, a scum with counter-revolutionary tendencies! ”

His fat lips quivered, and he finally sensed a fear from behind, his eyes widened as he breathed heavily, gasping for breath. But an idea flashed through his mind, thanks to the fact that he did not know when, in the notebook of his uncle Timoshenko, inadvertently skimmed the current General Secretary of the Soviets, Stalin, who hated Trotsky, who was almost another General Secretary of the Soviets, and even more so in prestige!

He subconsciously grasped this life-saving straw, because Maiup, who was not stupid, almost had a very sensitive political sense. Gritting his teeth, he turned his head to look at the crowd that was gradually gathering in the distance, and then turned his head to look at Urletov, who was lying completely on the straw pile and almost dead, and the killing intent in his heart had been completely aroused by him.

"That's right, that damn Ukrainian! Gotta kill him! No one knows what's going on! ”

Maiup's big yellow teeth clenched tightly, and the Mosin Nagant rifle in his hand pulled the bolt heavily, and as the yellow-orange-orange brass cartridge casing fell to the ground, a brand new 7.62mm bullet waiting to be fired reappeared in the chamber. And Maiupmai moved his fat legs and slowly walked into the room, and he looked for the Levsky who had been so frightened that he had slapped him on the ground and was limp in his impression before, and killed him again!

He believed that by killing these people who knew the inside story, he would be able to use the reputation of his uncle Timoshenko to survive, and even if his uncle was willing to say good things in front of Stalin, the general secretary of the Soviets, then he believed that he would not only survive, but even blame the matter entirely on the Trotsky faction, and this commissar of Ulletov and this young teacher of Levsky were, in fact, be the ** men of the Trotskyists!

"Yes, that's a great plan! I'm a genius! I will live! You can even get the favor of Comrade Stalin! I'm a genius! I will live! It's an excellent plan! ”

Maiupp grinned, a renewed desire to kill in his eyes, especially the slender Mosin Nagant rifle in his hand, which was already pressed against his shoulder. But before he could enter the room, which was already filled with the smell of blood, a dark figure appeared close to his body, and at the same time, a bayonet that flashed in the darkness had already stabbed him in the stomach in the hand of the black shadow.

"This is, my revenge!"

The faint voice was almost a hoarse roar, Li Yu's body was flexible like a cheetah at this moment, but his angry eyes and indifferent face made him as majestic as a lion. Because at this moment, the bayonet in his hand had easily cut through the military uniform made of coarse linen, and the sharp tip of the thorn continued to stab firmly with Li Yu's strong arm, and he cut through the skin and fat layer easily like a hot dinner knife cutting butter, and finally inserted it deeply into Maiupp's fat belly, straight into the abdominal cavity!

"Huh...... Scold...... Heh......"

Maiup's distorted face was still hideous, but more often than not, it was from fear, surprise, and a sharp pain in his stomach! His hand subconsciously clung to Li Yu in front of him, but the huge pain in his abdominal cavity that spread through his body with the nerves made him not even dare to breathe hard, he just stared at his eyes with his long mouth, and weakly retreated with Li Yu's steps coming closely.

But Li Yu didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, his calm face was as if nothing had happened, but the cold, almost indifferent gaze in his eyes was full of contempt for life. Although this is the first time he has killed someone, his movements are extremely skillful, at this moment he is not a company commander in peacetime, nor a teacher in Ukraine, but a veteran of the battlefield who has been in a hundred battles, even murderous!

An extremely subtle stream of data swept through the depths of Li Yu's eyes, his body didn't seem to be a young teacher, he rushed forward with a tight pace, the bayonet in his hand was getting deeper and deeper, even if Maiup's hands were already tightly grasping his arms, hoping that the sharp bayonet would not continue to stab into his belly, but the coldness of the bayonet was coming out of Maiup's belly, and even made him feel cold all over his body.

"You... You black... Ukrainian scum... You're back... betrayal of the Soviets..."

The sharp pain in his stomach had faded, but there was a trace of despair in Maiup's eyes, as well as the unforgettable hatred and hideousness that looked at Li Yu in front of him. He clenched his teeth tightly, his eyes were already wide open, and even the green tendons on his forehead were protruding. He looked at Li Yu, the bayonet in his stomach made him dare not gasp, but it did not prevent him from cursing viciously at Li Yu: "You will die a miserable death... You're this... You Ukrainian scum! ”

But he didn't see Li Yu's extremely bland face, almost as calm as he had just finished eating and was about to leave his seat. But Li Yu's bayonet that was stabbing forward tightly had slowed down slightly, but this was not his desire to let go of the Maiupp in front of him, because the corners of his mouth curled up with a smile, and he also looked at Maiup's hideous and distorted face, Li Yu smiled: "No, I'm not a traitor, I didn't betray **, I'm a party member." ”

"And there's one thing you have to pay attention to."

Gently taking a small half step back, Li Yu easily broke free from Maiup's hands that were clutching his arms, and the bayonet in his hand slowly pulled out of the fat belly, and large strands of blood quickly gushed out. Maiupp covered his wounds with his hands in horror, but the bayonet in Li Yu's hand stabbed him fiercely, one after another, only Li Yu's cold and ruthless voice echoed in his ears forever: "Don't call me scum, you have to call me Ukrainian, Levsky!" ”