"Continuing to carry out the fire suppression, you two go out and get the wounded Chinese back." Qiao Shu saw the suppressed Soviet soldiers and said to the two soldiers beside him.

Receiving the order, the two soldiers nodded. Running out of the exit behind the trench, under the cover of heavy snow, the cat trotted towards the Chinese who was crawling on the snow.

Bullets whistled in their ears, and the surviving Soviet soldiers lay on the snow and did not dare to move, only to watch as the target they had been chasing was rescued by the Chinese soldiers. When they stepped into the Chinese border and disappeared into the bunker. Seeing that there was nothing to do, the Soviet soldiers began to slowly retreat. However, they didn't dare to get up, although the sky was full of snowflakes now, but with the previous lesson, they didn't dare to get up randomly. Instead, he lay on his stomach on the snow and crawled into the woods.

When all the Soviet soldiers disappeared into the woods, Qiao Shu and the others stopped shooting. Except for the one who left the guard, everyone else came to the Chinese man.

At this moment, the clothes wrapped around the Chinese have been removed, revealing indeed a Chinese face. The paramedic on the squad is bandaging his wound to prevent excessive blood loss.

"Contemptible Dai Hong, thank you for saving your life." This Chinese named Dai Hong looked at the Chinese soldiers around him with tears in his eyes, full of excitement.

"I'm the squad leader here, my name is Qiao Shu, I don't know how Mr. Dai came from the Soviet Union, and what are those Soviet soldiers chasing you?" Qiao Shu didn't know who this person was, and out of habit, he asked.

"Alas! It's hard to explain! Dai Hong sighed, and then said with a look of resentment: "It's all those Soviet bastards who are too bullying, and they have to charge me with a spy, not only seizing my goods, but also arresting me." ”

"Tell us the details of the matter, and we will definitely make decisions for you." Hearing Dai Hong's short words, Qiao Shu's brows furrowed.

"I am a merchant who specializes in transporting goods from China to the Soviet Union." Dai Hong said this, then took out his business certificate and identity certificate from his arms and handed them to Qiao Shu.

"Go check in." Qiao Shu took the certificate and handed it to a soldier beside him. Then he said to Dai Hong: "Mr. Dai, you continue. ”

"Okay, here's the thing, as usual, today I pulled another batch of goods to Kyakhta in the USSR, and in the past I also took this road, with customs clearance certificates and various documents, nothing happened. But who knows, this time, the Soviet soldiers guarding the customs did not check the goods and certificates, directly seized my goods, and wanted to arrest me. It can be seen from their words and deeds that they are definitely deliberately trying to embezzle my goods. Just as they were dividing up my cargo, my two buddies and I took the opportunity to run out, and you all know the rest of the story. Both of my buddies were killed by the Soviets while running with me. Dai Hong said this, already with tears in his eyes. At this time, he was also glad that if he hadn't been saved by the soldiers of the motherland, he might have to follow in the footsteps of the two guys. Dying in such a place, there may not even be a person to collect the body.

"It's too much of a deception, I really shouldn't have let those people go back just now." Zhang Feiguo punched the wall of the trench and said with a look of resentment.

The soldiers in the trenches were also angry, if it weren't for the fact that the Soviet soldiers had run away now, they would all have the idea of rushing out and killing them all.

"Mr. Dai, it's not very safe here, I'll immediately report your situation to my superiors and ask them to send someone to take you to the rear for treatment. Rest assured, the Empire will call the shots for you, and our army will make the decisions for you. Absolutely not a single murderer will be spared, and the Soviets will definitely pay the price. Qiao Shu gritted his teeth and said.

He somewhat understood why the Soviets were doing this, the two sides were already tense, and the Soviet soldiers also wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to make some extra money. For them, it's not earning anything.

In such a place, there is no proof of death, and no one knows about it at all. Anyway, the situation between the two countries is very delicate, and when the war starts, who will go back and care about these things. It's just that they missed, allowing the Chinese soldiers to save a victim.

Since the overthrow of the tsars, the Soviet Union has been committed to the development of its own industry. However, all that has been developed is some heavy industry and military industry, and the light industry is very backward. The necessities of the people's daily life are light industry, which has brought many business opportunities to China, and many Chinese businessmen have also set their sights on the market for household products and daily necessities in the Soviet Union. In the past decade, many goods have flowed into the Soviet Union through the Sino-Soviet border, and many have been transported to the European zone of the Soviet Union via the Far Eastern Railway.

The Soviets were also very satisfied with the goods of the Chinese, whether it was toothpaste, toothbrushes, or some bedding and blankets and other daily necessities, they were all things they liked. Many times, as soon as the goods arrive, they will be snapped up. Moreover, the tobacco and alcohol that many men like are in short supply. After being extracted from the tariff, every Chinese businessman can make a lot of money.

And Dai Hong didn't have many daily necessities when he pulled goods this time, many of them were high-grade liquor and various cigarettes produced in China. These things have always been loved by Soviet men, not to mention the military. For those Soviet soldiers, in the cold winter of Siberia, being able to drink a sip of high-grade liquor is more important than eating, and smoke is an indispensable thing. Therefore, it is not a strange thing that Dai Hong's goods were robbed, anyway, when the time comes, there will be no proof of death, and China may not even have a chance to know.

"Thank you." Hearing Qiao Shu's words, Dai Hong's heart was warm at the moment. He struggled to stand up and thank them, but Qiao Shu and the others stopped him.

Qiao Shu did not hesitate, went directly to the phone, grabbed the phone, reported the situation here to his superiors, and reported the matter of Dai Hong and the news of firing at the Soviet soldiers. Qiao Shu's boss also immediately reported the situation, and soon, the news appeared in Su Yusheng's hands.

"Fight well, give credit to all the soldiers on duty combat squad. The whole army was ordered to be ready for combat at the first level, and the wounded Chinese were immediately taken to the field hospital in the rear for treatment. And report this matter to the Ministry of National Defense and to the whole country, and strive for the initiative of public opinion. Su Yusheng quickly gave the order.

And in the Soviet Union, at the front of the Soviet army in Kyakhta, a regiment of the Soviet Union was stationed here. At this time, the regimental commander and political commissar of the Soviet regiment were staying in the room enjoying wine and cigarettes.

"Although this wine is not as violent as the Volga, it is better than the aftertaste, which is really good." The bearded Soviet regiment commander poured a sip of liquor from China and said with a satisfied face.

This kind of liquor, called Burning Knife, is the favorite of the Soviets, with an alcohol content of more than 60%, which is difficult for ordinary Chinese to drink, but it is perfect for the Soviets. The application of new distillation technology makes this liquor even more reminiscent.

"Yes! Getting used to drinking this wine, and drinking Volga again, it doesn't make much sense. The political commissar of the regiment took a sip and also spoke.

"And this drunkard peanuts, beef jerky, you can still eat this delicacy on the front line, it's really a great pleasure in life." The head of the regiment grabbed a packet of freshly opened drunkard peanuts, poured it directly into his mouth, chewed like a cow chewing a peony, and then grabbed a piece of beef jerky and put it in his mouth.

"Now I hope that a few more Chinese merchants will come and buy these things in the store will cost a lot of rubles. Nowadays these things are delivered to your door, you can enjoy them to the fullest, and you don't have to worry about the rubles in your pocket being taken out of the store. The commissar squinted his eyes and said.

"The Chinese always make something delicious, and we really want to make it all ours, so that we don't have to worry about not being able to enjoy it one day." The head of the regiment said.

"Under the great Stalin, it was all sooner or later." The commissar took a sip of wine.

"I really want to see the great Soviet Red Army continue to advance in China, occupy cities after cities, crush small Chinese with tanks, and use their blood to tell the world that the Soviet Red Army is invincible." The head of the regiment said with a wistful face.

The political commissar also said with a yearning face: "This day will be very close, and Mongolia will belong to the great Soviet Union sooner or later." ”

"Our regiment is the vanguard, and the first fruits of victory should be picked by us, and then the two of us will become heroes of the Soviet Union, and it will be ours to get promoted and rich." The head of the regiment said with a smile.

As soon as his words fell, the room where the two were was pushed open, and a battalion commander hurriedly walked in, and before the two could ask questions, he hurriedly said: "Regiment commander, political commissar, something is wrong, that Chinese merchant was left by the Chinese army on the border, and his two entourages were killed by our soldiers." And the Chinese army opened fire on our soldiers, and of the two squads of soldiers, only five came back alive. ”

"What!" Hearing the words of his battalion commander, both of them exclaimed in surprise and stood up. At the same time, there was an ominous premonition in the hearts of both of them, something big was about to happen.

"Quickly, hand over what we just grabbed to the division headquarters, and report the details of this matter to the division commander. Command the troops, prepare for battle. The political commissar thought for a moment and hurriedly ordered.

"Why tell the division commander so that we will die faster." The head of the regiment pulled the political commissar and asked hurriedly. Besides, if you turn in all the supplies, isn't that a waste of work?

"Your stupidity is incorrigible, we can only survive if we truthfully report this matter to the division commander and send these materials to the division commander." The political commissar looked at his partner who was still boasting just now, with a look of disdain. At this time, I am still thinking about these small profits, isn't this looking for death? If Shangfeng investigates it, then how can they still have their lives, besides, if they do such a thing and don't honor Shangfeng, can Shangfeng be happy? When the time comes, once the Red Army top brass knows, then the suicide of the two of them will be the best outcome.

"Yes, yes, hurry up." Just now, I was a little distressed and gave all the supplies to the division commander, and at this time I also reacted, now is not the time to care about these things. also hurriedly said to the battalion commander on the side.

(To be continued)