Nikolaev.

By the time the gunfire that had been ringing in the city for a day finally subsided, it was already ten minutes of sunset. After a day of fierce fighting, the counter-revolutionaries scattered throughout the city were finally eliminated, but the Red Army soldiers who participated in the counterinsurgency operation could not rest. According to the orders of the Fleet Council, they were to stay under martial law all night to prevent the resurgence of the counter-revolutionaries.

Peter stretched beautifully, and he narrowed when the battle was over. No way, I really can't stand it, from morning to evening, I fought to the death all day, and after more than ten hours of high-intensity work, I really couldn't stand it without taking a nap.

Just when he wanted to stand up and move his muscles, a big fat man with a gloomy face walked over from the trestle with several men in black fur coats.

Peter had never seen the group, but judging by the dress and temperament, it seemed to be a Cheka. The group boarded the warship directly, and then swaggered into the captain's room, and closed the door with a bang.

Peter had a bad premonition, the Cheka people were notoriously difficult to deal with, and these people were often unreasonable, scanning everyone with a spirit of doubt.

And now, this group of undesirable guys has come to the door, and Peter can't help but wonder if there is nothing wrong. After all, there was a rebellion just now, and the Cheka immediately came to the door, no matter how you look at it, it was a weasel giving a New Year's greeting to the chicken.

The facts also seemed to correct Peter's suspicions, and in the captain's room, there was a fierce quarrel, which could be heard only from the context of the commissar. He was really angry. Peter's heart immediately tugged. Relative to those old officers who led them in the days of Tsarist Russia. The officers and soldiers preferred the new commissar.

The political commissar did not have the pride of the old officers, let alone mistreated the soldiers, and was enthusiastic about the situation of every sailor, and could also actively introduce the revolutionary situation to everyone and guide everyone to understand the essence of the revolution.

Peter, like other sailors, liked the young commissar and did not want him to be unjustifiably rebuked by the Cheka. Involuntarily, he and the other sailors rushed in the direction of the captain's quarters. Hopefully we can figure out what's going on.

Just when everyone was anxious, the door of the captain's room was reopened, and the fat man in the lead walked out with a few leather-clad men, and was immediately startled by the situation at the door.

"What are you doing? Disperse! The fat man said in a vicious voice.

But no sailors dispersed, and no one would get out of the way until the safety of the commissar was determined. Fortunately, the worst thing did not happen, the commissar was not arrested, and although his face was flushed with anger, his personal freedom was not restricted.

The commissar also seemed a little surprised by the situation at the door. But more than that, he was moved, and he quickly interjected: "Comrades. Let's all spread out. These comrades are just here to learn about some of the situation. ”

But the sailors still did not disperse, because they did not understand what else needed to be understood about last night's incident, the Diamond and the Donetsk mutinied, and then we fought bravely against them to the death, and paid a heavy price. Aren't these obvious facts?

However, the situation seemed to be different from what the sailors imagined, and the big fat man at the head did not think that this was the truth, and he was mean by nature, and he was good at examining all problems with a skeptical eye, and according to the latest instructions issued by the fleet committee in the evening, he decided that today's rebellion was far more simple, and that there must be a deeper conspiracy among them, and that there were more counter-revolutionaries lurking in the revolutionary ranks, and if he did not find them out, he would be sorry for the revolution and the party!

"Comrade Political Commissar, I hope you will submit today's experience to me in the form of a written report as soon as possible, tomorrow, early tomorrow morning, I must see your report on my desk!"

After speaking, the fat man turned his head and strode away, and the proud and domineering style made Peter's teeth itch.

The soldiers, including Peter, asked, "Commissar, what happened?" ”

"Who the hell are they? What do you want to do? ”

The commissar sighed, and while letting the fighters rest and explained, "They are comrades from the local Cheka, in charge of detecting the rebellion this morning. ”

"What does that have to do with us?" The warriors asked, puzzled.

The commissar smiled bitterly, he really couldn't tell these simple fighters the real situation, he couldn't tell them - the Cheka suspected that they were also involved in the rebellion, they were counter-revolutionaries!

He was really unwilling and unable to hurt these fighters who had fought bloody battles against the counter-revolutionaries with such heart-piercing. The commissar could only hide his anger in his heart and try to appease and persuade the fighters as much as possible.

Some people believe the words of the commissar, but there are also those who don't, for example, Peter, who doesn't, he can see that the commissar has something on his mind, and things are definitely not as simple as he said!

Peter's feeling was correct, things were not simple, and although the Cheka's task was to suppress rebellion and doubt everything, anyone with a discerning eye could see who was a counter-revolutionary and who was good. If these sailors had the intention of rebelling, they would not have fought the Diamond, and would have just joined them. Doubting their loyalty, doubting the integrity of the commissar, is simply slander!

Anyway, Peter was very angry at this kind of practice, and felt that he was completely blind to what he was trying to do today. In Nikolaev, Peter was not the only one who had such an idea, he was nothing more than a representative of thousands of ordinary sailors.

As the Cheka became suspicious of everything and interrogated those who had been actively quelling the rebellion in the morning, the mood in the city inevitably began to heat up, and resentment and anger spread like a spark.

In fact, this is not the only case in Nikolaev, but also in Novorossiysk, in Kherson, and in Sevastopol, where Cheka activity is unusually active. From the early evening onwards, they went out on a striking outing, arresting and interrogating anyone they deemed suspicious. Even quite a few times, it is simply far-fetched and unreasonable.

For example, in Sevastopol, sailors and officers who served on mutinous warships such as the Diamond and the Ascade. Even if they have nothing to do with the rebellion in the early hours of this morning. There is no evidence of any involvement between them. All were arrested, detained, and interrogated by the Cheka.

The Chekas were simply insane, and their actions caused unanimous anger among the officers and men of the Black Sea Fleet, and countless sailors and commissars tried to call and send telegrams to the fleet committee to stop the Cheka's atrocities. But the telephone could not be reached, the telegram was sent like a stone, and the fleet committee did not give any explanation, and it seemed that they did not have the slightest intention of explaining.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the discontent of the sailors of Sevastopol reached its peak, and they elected their own representatives. They were sent to the Fleet Council to express their wishes, and strongly demanded that the Cheka's indiscriminate arrests be stopped.

The delegates walked slowly from the ships and barracks to the Fleet Committee's offices, and they walked together in groups of three or five, whispering and exchanging opinions, cursing angrily at the Cheka, until they were stopped by the sentry on the way to the Fleet Committee.

One of the sentry posts:

"No traffic here!" A guy in a black leather coat with a meaty face snorted arrogantly.

The delegates immediately did not understand: "For what? ”

The guy with a meaty face glanced at the sailors and continued to say in that arrogant tone that was very hateful: "According to the order of Sevastopol Cheka, this road has been blocked!" ”

As soon as the delegates heard that it was the Cheka, they immediately became angry, but they still did not lose their minds. Then he asked, "Why do you want to block the streets?" ”

The one with a full face snorted again: "An order is an order, how can there be so much for nothing!" Get out! ”

The fire of the sailors' deputies was soaring. But it must be explained that at this time, they still did not lose their minds, but just glared at the fleshy face viciously, and they chose to take a detour.

Yes, in the eyes of the sailors, all roads lead to Rome, and this road is not allowed to go, so it's a big deal for us to take a detour. Otherwise, what they didn't expect was that there was no road to detour, and the route that led to the fleet council was guarded by the Chekas. These guys have noses that are not noses and faces, and they don't have a good face for anyone, especially the representatives of the sailors, who are sarcastic and ridiculed at best, and repay with old fists at worst.

Once or twice hit a wall, the sailor representatives endured, but every time they hit a wall, then they will break out sooner or later. Because in their opinion, the arrogance of the Cheka was completely connived at by the fleet committee, which wanted to suppress their voices, that is, to suppress them as sailors.

When anger builds up to a certain level, it only takes a spark to detonate everything. When the humiliated sailors angrily fought back against the Cheka's arrogance, it all broke out. The sailors and the Cheka staff who were blocking the road got into a fight, first punching and kicking, then clubs and daggers, until the first shot was fired at the end of the day.

This shot changed everything, and when the angry sides exchanged bullets, it seemed that everything was irretrievable.

"All the best, Skoropatsky says that his men have angered the sailors, and we can start the next step!"

Nikolai sighed with relief, and it wasn't until he got the news that he was truly relieved, now that the flame had been lit, it was almost impossible to extinguish it.

He smiled and said, "I'll go to the Fleet Council at once and tell them about this important news." Now it's time for the rebellion of the Sailors! ”

Nikolai's plan was simple: he used the rebellion of the Ascade and the Diamond to make a fuss about it, and then asked the fleet committee to arrest the suspected "counter-revolutionaries", and then used it to stir up the emotions of the sailors. In the end, when the sailors were emotionally exploding, all he needed to do was light a fire and then burn everything.

"The counter-revolutionaries have begun to riot?"

When the fleet committee learned of the false news that Nikolai had brought, they were immediately shocked, because the communication channel had been cut off by Nikolai in advance, and they did not know what was happening outside the corridor. But it was the gunfire that made them pay a lot of attention.

Nikolai pretended to be serious: "This is an attempt by the counter-revolutionaries to besiege the Fleet Council, after they had already had a serious clash with the Cheka, killing and wounding quite a few of our comrades...... Comrades members, you can no longer stand idly by, and decisive measures must be taken to quell this rebellion! ”

The Fleet Council did not immediately listen to Nikolai's lies, and they were not brainless people who did not figure out what was really going on outside. They did not dare to give any orders casually. Especially this is a very serious matter. Random actions without knowing the situation will cause a big mess.

Nikolai was not at all in a hurry about the hesitation of the fleet committee, and he would be surprised if the fleet committee had immediately agreed to his request. It's too normal to be rejected, it's just normal, and it also shows that he can move on to the next step.

Not long after Nikolai left the Fleet Council station, almost he left on the front foot, and on the back foot. A large number of counter-revolutionaries dressed as sailors shouted slogans and began to attack the station of the fleet committee.

For a moment there was a volley of guns and shouts of killing, and through the window, the members of the fleet committee could clearly see the faces of every counter-revolutionary and were deeply impressed by their madness and bloodshed.

Combined with Nikolai's warning before, the committee members involuntarily felt a feeling of being sluggish and cold. They seem to feel that counter-revolutionaries are active in all corners of Sevastopol, and if they are not suppressed at once, the consequences will be unimaginable!

The situation is getting out of control. With the Fleet Council issuing martial law, with the Fleet Council ordering all sailors to return to the warships and barracks. With their announcement that no one was allowed to stay on the street without the permission of the fleet committee. The sailors seem to have the impression that the Fleet Council is really conniving at the Cheka, and they must be held accountable for this!

Skoropatsky exclaimed: "It's perfect! ”

After all the manoeuvres were done, Nikolai and Skoropatsky watched the chaos they single-handedly detonate from their hideout under the Nikolaev battery. According to the established plan, the pawns hidden in the sailors were about to start moving, and they should further provoke the sensitive nerves of the sailors, and lead them to burn the Bolshevik fleet committee and the Cheka to ashes in one fell swoop with angry flames.

Skoropatsky said with great emotion: "Before the sailors begin to attack the fleet committee, when they start to eat dogs, we can take the opportunity to seize the battery!" ”

At this time, Skoropatsky also admired this young man a few years younger than him, and the whole set of plans was closely linked, using the rebellions of Odessa and Nikolaev to lure Andrei away. Petrovich, and then covertly seized the communications network in Sevastopol. Then spread false news and use the suppression to detonate the emotions of the sailors. At the end of the day, there will be another Li Dai Taozhuang, so that the fleet committee and the sailors will be in flames, and they will be able to take advantage of this great opportunity of chaos.

If Sevastopol can be captured in the end, then Nikolai, who has drawn up the overall plan, must take the first credit. Truth be told, Skoropatsky was kind of convinced. Sure enough, it was a high-level spy trained by the old imperialist countries, who turned his hands into clouds and rain, and easily caused chaos in the Bolshevik formation. With such allies cooperating, why worry about big things!

However, Nikolai did not have as much emotion as Skoropatsky, although the plan had been smoothly unfolded, everything seemed to be going well, and victory seemed to be within reach. But at this moment, he suddenly felt a little distracted, and always felt that there was some fatal crisis hidden under the smooth sailing.

But no matter how much Nikolai pondered, he couldn't figure out where the danger lurked. Am I being too careful? He couldn't help but think.

After a long time, when the noise on the street was getting louder and louder, when the emotions of the sailors were getting more and more excited, Nikolai suddenly frowned, he turned to Skoropatsky and asked: "Where is that old man Boris?" ”

Skoropatsky was visibly stunned, a little unable to keep up with Nikolai's thinking, and to tell the truth, he didn't know where Boris was. So he didn't understand and asked, "What are you asking him for?" It's just a bad old man! ”

Nikolai's eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth suddenly clenched, and he finally remembered what he had overlooked. As Boris, who has a huge influence among the sailors, such an important person, has not even shown up all day today, especially now, the whole city is boiling, and he should definitely not have taken no action after taking refuge in the Red Army!

Nikolai immediately bounced up from his seat and roared in great rage: "Fool, I told you a long time ago, don't underestimate the influence of that old man! Check it out immediately and find out where that old man is and what he's doing as soon as possible! ”

Skoropatsky's face was ugly, except for the German godfather, no one could call him a fool to his face, he immediately threw away the good impression and admiration for Nikolai just now, he remembered this kid, and swore that he would pay back today's shame a thousand times in the future.

However, before that, Skoropatsky still honestly accepted Nikolai's request, even if he looked down on Boris, even if he felt that this request was a bit of a fuss, but he knew that Nikolai was indeed a little better than him. There must be a reason why people like him attach so much importance to it.

Skoropatsky left in a hurry, he needed to contact his men to find out where Boris was going, and to be honest, it was difficult and time-consuming to complete this very sudden task on this chaotic night.

And time is really precious to Nikolai and Skoropatsky, because they don't have much time to squander...... Nikolai understood this, and he was more cunning than a fox, and after realizing his mistake, he ordered Skoropatsky to go out to investigate, and categorically chose to evacuate the hiding place immediately.

He ordered: "Leave Sevastopol, go to the British consulate in Simferopol, quickly!" (To be continued......)

PS: Bow and thank you to the wind and the shadows, Juventus and Comrade Potato in seconds!