Chapter 200: Prisoners of War and Poles
"So he's our man now. As an experienced artillery officer, Lowaisky is exactly what our army desperately needs. ”
See Forsyt again. Sayif, Liu Xian said. For Forsaith. The action that Sayif hoped to accompany the army, Liu Xian sternly refused.
There are already sporadic Cossack cavalry activities at the western foot of the Kulongkyu Mountain, and although there is still no trace of a large number of Russian troops on the virtual map covering a radius of 200 miles, it is clear that this date is not far off.
The Russian army did not make a move in Andijan, and Liu Xian was relieved. Although there are still a lot of troops left behind in southern Xinjiang, the new reinforcements not only made up for the damage caused by the second war with the Russian army, but also the arrival of a large number of Enfield M1853 rifles also gave the Volunteer Battalion a new look.
The only drawback is that there is still no news of sulfur and saltpeter mines around Ili, and arms and ammunition must be transferred from southern Xinjiang.
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Lowaisky's current position is not an artillery instructor or an artillery commander of the expeditionary army, but one of the chief officers of the Russian prisoner of war camp.
After all, it is not a good time to integrate a foreign prisoner who does not speak the language into the army, and to do it between battles. Although there were still a few Manchu and Han immigrants in Ili who could speak Russian. Most of these people were conscripted into prisoner-of-war camps to work as translators or middle and junior managers.
Lowaisky walked through the sentry post into the noisy prisoner-of-war camp. As a white man, a former Russian soldier, the ill-fitting green Qing Army uniform he was wearing now attracted the hostile eyes of many prisoners of war. Many of the prisoner of war camps were veterans, and bad words were a common trait, even when someone whistled and laughed:
"Oh, behold, that Pole who is willing to lick the ass of the yellow native!"
The presumptuous words drew a burst of laughter.
There were many people who were hostile to Lowaisky, but not many dared to agree with this sentence until now - a considerable number of prisoners of war had suffered great losses from the guarded soldiers. The sticks, the whips, and the harsher punishments made the Iron Man tremble. Regardless of Lovaiski himself, the green skin he wore was a sufficient deterrent to these prisoners of war.
Lowaisky smiled coldly, as a former member of those people, and also mixed into the position of a low-ranking officer. He is well aware of the urine nature of these people!
- It's not a matter of repeatedness. It's a disobedience!
Only by beating them up and turning their provocations into pains that they will never forget, will they be completely honest. A big vernacular, if you don't accept it, you will be convinced!
And if you don't decisively fight back at such a provocation, then similar actions will follow in the future - not much, only three or five times, and your 'prestige' will be 'swept away' in the prisoner of war camp.
As a person who has just been 'anyway' for a short time, Lowaisky knows that he is a benchmark for the Russian army. If you don't stand up straight with this benchmark, then the Russian prisoners of war in the prisoner of war camp will inevitably win with great momentum, and they will become dishonest accordingly. Make it easier to manage!
So he had to fight back hard. Let all those who provoke him have a long memory. Stopping, Lowaiski looked in the direction from which the sound had come from. The man who taunted him had already ducked into the crowd, but Lowaiski didn't care, he knew what to do with the scum.
"It seems that some people are too energetic......"
Lowaisky said loudly in Russian, and after attracting the attention of all the prisoners of war, he looked at the two guard sentries on the lookout next to him, and although the other was a Qing national, he was qualified to issue orders to the other party. According to the regulations of the expeditionary army - he belongs to the rank of squad leader.
"Inform the kitchen later, today's squadron, all prisoners of war's rations will be reduced!"
Lowaisky shouted to the sentry. He spoke Russian, which was understood by all the prisoners of war, except for the two sentries. But reflexively straightened up and saluted the officer, a habit that the two Qin Army veterans had developed in the army, and it had infiltrated into their bones.
Normally, after Lovajski spoke to the sentry, the middle-aged man in his thirties, also wearing a Qing army gown, would translate to the sentry in Chinese.
Ili is dependent on Russia, and there has been frequent trade between the two sides for more than 100 years. The Manchu Qing Dynasty set up a Russian Museum in Huiyuan City during the Qianlong period. So after so many years, it is not the three melons and two dates that can speak Russian among the Manchus and Han in Yili. Even if they went through a catastrophe, the seeds they kept were enough for Liu Xian to use now.
Then, just as Lowaisky had expected, there was no solidarity among the POWs, and before Lowaisky could turn around, a man in his thirties with disheveled hair and beard was pushed out of the crowd.
"He laughed at you just now, sir, if there is any guilt that he should bear alone, please don't punish us."
Someone in the crowd shouted, and Lowaisky looked at the soldier, and then his gaze swept over the entire squadron of prisoners of war, and the sneer on the corner of his mouth was not concealed in the slightest. Man is always like this—he is very arrogant when he hides in the shadows, but when he is singled out and takes responsibility for his own words, he immediately becomes cowering and silent.
Of course, this group of prisoners of war who pushed them out was not a good thing.
Lowaisky did not speak, but quietly looked at the soldier who had spoken provocatively against him. The other party pretended to be calm at first, but slowly his body finally trembled involuntarily - he was a prisoner of war, and his life and death depended entirely on the mood of the victor. Although he was Russian, it was the Qing people who captured them now.
The prisoners of war in the squadron all looked at this one nervously, and although they pushed the soldier out, they also had some sadness after all. Lowaiski knew exactly what these people were thinking, what they feared and what they expected.
This is very much in line with the mood of a group of newly recruited soldiers when the officer punishes one of the soldiers who was on a bad training day during the military training period.
So his gaze only lingered on the soldier's face for a moment, and then he gave a faint order: "Withhold his all-day rations and let him clean the toilet." ”
"As for the rest, the rations are halved today."
There was a small cheer around, and the soldier breathed a sigh of relief - no torture, no whips, just a simple day of starvation, plus cleaning the toilets, seemed to be no severe punishment.
But at this time, he would never dare to be contemptuous of Lowaiski again. The other party could pull him out of the crowd with just one sentence. This is a smart man. R1152