- Nizhneusshesk, a peaceful city in ruins, has been reduced to rubble by weapons of destruction discovered by humans

The Red Flag of Soviet Russia that once fluttered here has been lowered, and countless Soviet soldiers have raised their hands and lined up to the prisoner of war camps set up in various places, and next to them are parked infantry fighting vehicles and soldiers of the Chinese National Defense Force.

The scorching sun shone on the dilapidated walls, and on the head of the wall was a table with a Russian guard in black military uniform, and next to him stood more than a dozen nurses and soldiers armed with Tegaland rifles, and countless Soviet prisoners took turns walking quietly through this table, filling in their names, positions, ranks, and handprints. Many soldiers were holding up leaflets in their hands as they walked by, and some even pulled out the ten-yu frame from their necks and looked at their soldiers to show their faith.

Most of the captives had a little bit of distraction and nervousness on their faces, while the faces of the Russian nurses around them were slightly curious, and a hint of a smile appeared on their faces. Previously, these people who spoke the same language and had the same customs fought each other for beliefs that did not agree with each other, but now they were able to look at each other with curiosity. ”

The name, the age of the officer, the rank and the documents handed over ......", these are the words that the officer of the protector repeated countless times. ”

Listen to me, you damn white dogs, I'm the political commissar of the 267th Regiment of the Red Army of Soviet Russia! As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, and countless captives looked at this brave political commissar in surprise.

Well! The officer looked up in surprise at the man who dared to speak out, a ragged military uniform was pulled out of his body, and the man was beaten to the point that his face was swollen and he was trying to go up.

Tasks in the army? ……、

Looking at the head of the escort, a look of resentment and contempt appeared on the face of the political commissar, ......, "My mission is to kill all these damned tsars!" ”

Time seemed to stand still, tension filled the air, and the eyes of everyone around turned to the daring Soviet political commissar.

The corner of the protector's mouth raised slightly, as if he was thinking about something, but then closed his mouth again. ”

Bang! With a crisp gunshot, the Soviet political commissar who had just returned to the state and Ning Ning fell to the ground heavily, and a finger-sized bullet breast appeared on his forehead, but there was a large hole in the back of his head.

Drag him down, next! Putting away the M1911 pistol, which was still emitting a faint smoke, the escort officer sat down casually and shouted loudly.

Soon, when the two soldiers dragged the body away from the ground, the governance quickly returned to normal order.

Not far away, Liu Yecheng and Lu Zhou were also a little helpless when they looked at the scene that had just occurred, but even Lu Gang, the soft-hearted adviser on weekdays, didn't have much, so he sighed silently. There is no way to do this, the Ministry of Defense has just received a telegram, which orders the Soviet army to shoot at least half of the political commissars after surrendering, because their damage to the army is too great.

There was another burst of guns and shouting slogans of long live Soviet Russia, which was the army's execution of the order of the defense hand. ”

Old man, did we go too far this time, killing half of the boat people, I'm afraid it's too man? Lu Zhou wandered for a while and couldn't help asking.

There is no way, the orders of the higher authorities must be carried out, and if we do not kill some of them, our infiltration and ideological re-education of the Soviet prisoners will be frustrated. Although Liu Yecheng had studied in the military academy of Soviet Russia, he would not be soft on him at all, which was also for the sake of peace and calm after the war......

In a winding and undulating mountainous area, a team of dozens of infantry marched and led a man wearing a three-five steel helmet, dressed in a dark green combat uniform, three leather magazines on the belt on his chest, and three of the same magazines on the belt behind him, and an M1911 Browning pistol pinned to the belt. There were also two Type 40 grenades in the front pocket, a green soldier's military water bottle on the back of his buttocks, a simple backpack, a gas mask, and a short sapper basket on his back, waterproof leather shoes on his feet, and a powerful Suomi submachine gun in his hands with the cuffs rolled up. The epaulettes on his clothes confessed that he was an army sergeant, and the marks left on his helmet and clothes showed that he had come from a storm of trouble.

He was accompanied by dozens of soldiers, similar to the sergeant in front of him, two of whom were carrying submachine guns like him, the rest were carrying five or six rifles or carrying machine guns, the man carrying the rifle was carrying four grenades and military bayonets, and the other man carrying only a pistol was covered with machine gun bullets like the soldier carrying the machine gun, except that he carried an extra box of ammunition on his shoulder. These men were steady, their cuffs rolled up to reveal their strong wrists, and their thin summer combat uniforms did not hide the attention of their strong physique.

This is a lean detachment, and they are now marching on a winding and rugged mountain road, surrounded by crewed cliffs, and marching in this and the mountains is to be carried out with great care, and any too loud noise is forbidden.

The sky gradually darkened, and in order to slow down, he kept taking out a map from his bosom and pointing to the north sky to confirm his location.

Suddenly, a faint light flashed next to a large rock in the distance.

The sergeant, who was at the forefront, immediately crouched down, clenched his left hand into a fist and raised it upward, and all the soldiers behind him immediately stopped, each finding cover, and the weapons in their hands pointed forward.

I saw that the light was lit up in mid-air, and after three long and two short, two circles were drawn, and after seeing the signal on the opposite side, the sergeant led by the sergeant also took it out and sent out the same signal.

After a while, the signal for the meeting disappeared, and the sergeant hurried over with his men, and when the sergeant came to the big rock, six men with extra-old Russian rifles came out from behind the stone. The man at the head bears typical Caucasian features, gray-brown hair, dark fruity eyes, and a bushy akiko.

After seeing the sergeant, he smiled and opened his arms to hug the sergeant, and said loudly: "Welcome, Chinese soldiers from the far east, I am the leader of the Chechen resistance army, Abdullah!" ”,