The original pretended anger on his face, as well as the seemingly calm expression, had also turned pale with the Soviet soldiers who rushed in one by one. The young leaders of the Provisional Suppression Committee of the seven outposts had only enjoyed the taste of power for three days, and they had already been scorched by the inflated ambition in their hearts. Especially with the notification order of the Central Anti-Counterterrorism Committee, it has become an iron fist that completely breaks down their inner defenses, so that the seven of them only know how to slump on their chairs one by one, looking at Prenyakov, who was originally a prisoner, in a daze, and with an easy backhand blow, they finally reversed the identities of both parties.

The seven of them were paralyzed, and their arms and legs no longer had the strength to support them to stand up. They now understood why there was a faint mocking smile on Naplenyakov's face throughout. It's self-confidence in yourself and an attitude towards them. The political struggle of the Suppression Committee was extremely cruel, and it was with these seven young men who seized power and wanted to form a real outpost Suppression Committee, in Prenyakov's opinion, the means were really too tender and the confidence was too insufficient.

The smile on his lips slowly curled, and Prenyakov gently pushed away the wooden table in front of him and stood up on the simple and heavy chair. The Soviet soldier next to him, who was already smart, walked over quickly, respectfully removed his handcuffs and leg shackles, and threw them aside heavily. And Prenyakov also nodded reservedly, and chuckled softly at them: "I have to say, you have also made a clear choice."

"Yes, yes, Commissar Plunyakov, we are ready to give all our loyalty to the Soviets."

The clever Soviet soldiers nodded immediately, and the compliments on their faces became more and more intense. Although they had complimented the seven young members of the anti-rebellion committee before, as they did now, they immediately switched sides as soon as the situation changed. They bent down and nodded their heads next to Plunyakov and said, "We were also deceived by those seven damned, counter-revolutionaries before, so we would be rude to you."

With compliments on their faces, they looked at Prenyakov in front of them, and the waist that had already bent down became more and more respectful. But the smiles on their faces became more and more stiff, and their foreheads were already full of cold sweat, because not far behind them, Soviet soldiers with unfamiliar faces had also come over, using the AKM assault rifles that had been inserted with bayonets, faintly aimed at them, and at the same time let them be surrounded in the middle area, firmly targeted.

Prenyakov's face was still with a faint mocking smile, and he turned his head to watch the elite Soviet soldiers from the Moscow local theater enter this command hall one by one, controlling the whole scene, and his voice had already sounded, and he seemed to say softly: "Of course, I still believe in your pure party spirit."

He spoke slowly, his eyes swept over the few Soviet soldiers beside him who were already trembling, trembling and unable to stand on their feet, the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more mocking, so that he couldn't help but let out a cold snort, raised his head slightly and raised his voice, and said as if asking: "What about you?" My dear, seven members of the Provisional Suppression Committee of the Queen Charlotte Islands outpost?"

It was an obvious struggle for power, which now ended in a complete victory for Prenyakov. The elite Soviet elites from Moscow did not have much reverence for the outpost's temporary anti-terrorism committee. The officer at the head bowed his head slightly, and his tone was neither humble nor arrogant, which was in sharp contrast to the previous few respectful and flattering guys: "Comrade Plunyakov, please give instructions on the next task arrangement."

"Perhaps, our Provisional Anti-Counterterrorism Committee has successfully completed its work process and will be able to carry out a high-level regularization."

Patting the non-existent dust on his hands, Plunyakov looked at the seven young men in front of him who were staring like dead dogs, gasping for breath, but unable to say anything, but the smile on the corner of his mouth turned up slightly. However, his smile also carried a bit of sincerity, and instead of the previous disdain and ridicule, he walked forward slowly, and said as if teaching: "Do you think your arrangement is foolproof? But now do you realize what your shortcomings are? ”

The seven young men gasped, but their eyes widened as Plunyakov approached. Beside them, the Soviet soldiers were already holding AKM assault rifles stuck with bayonets, clenching their hands to make tactical movements to assassinate at any time, and they were also quietly waiting for the orders of their superiors.

The few Soviet soldiers next to them who had fallen to their knees, the original flattery on their faces had disappeared, and only the deepest despair appeared on their faces, watching Napreyakov step by step walk up to the high platform, step under the symbol of the Soviet giant sickle and hammer, pause like a leader, and slowly stand still. And their seven-member temporary anti-rebellion committee, which was originally chosen by speculation, all widened their eyes, and the fear and panic that they couldn't hide made them dare not move.

"You know, the Suppression Committee is a bunch of inhuman people, well, it's too direct, but it's quite appropriate."

Plunyakov nodded slowly, and the smile on his lips was still amiable in front of the seven young men who were stiff and limp in their seats. However, his hand took out a Makarov semi-automatic pistol in his bosom on his chest, lightly loaded it, and pressed it against the back of the head of a member of the Provisional Suppression Committee, and the smile on his face was still the same: "Your shortcomings are that when you should kill someone, you are still hesitant like a group of girls!"

His slender fingers pulled the trigger mercilessly with his words, and the crisp gunfire instantly appeared in this command center, and all the Soviet soldiers also subconsciously clenched the assault rifles in their hands, but when their eyes looked at the platform, a young member of the Temporary Suppression Committee, whose brains were mixed with blood and splashed all over the table, opened their eyes in surprise, as if they did not expect this incident to happen so abruptly.

But for Prenyakov, the slightly fishy smell of brains and blood was a celebratory flower for his total control of authority. The will of the Soviets is communism, and the minds of countless communists can be thousands, and only one strong man with the air of a leader is the latest leader of the Soviets. These immature little politicians, who are still stuck in basic political means, obviously do not understand that under the many political maneuvers, there are also the most direct, violent, and naked political attacks!

"No, don't, don't, Comrade Prenyakov, I don't want to die, I don't want to die, I'm a member of the Suppression Committee, I can't die here!"

In the middle position, a young committee member finally had a nervous breakdown, raised his hands tremblingly, his eyes were blank and desperate and pleading, the corner of his eye had already seen the flower mixed with blood and brains, and the fear in his heart also made his originally seemingly strong psychology, a fatal crack appeared, his heart was extremely frightened, until he pleaded loudly with a trembling voice: "I can make a proposal to the Central Anti-Rebellion Committee to make you the supreme political commissar of this war zone, I am willing to vote for you at the most important meeting, Please don't kill me, my future shouldn't end here!"

The faces of the soldiers in the audience, who had been bribed by the Temporary Suppression Committee, had also become extremely desperate. They looked at the temporary chairman of the Suppression Committee, who was originally high up and could send their highest-ranking regimental commanders, commanders, and even generals to Siberia to plant potatoes with just one order, and barked like a slaughtered dead dog, which made the despair in their eyes more and more pure, because no one wanted to die.

There are only six members left in the anti-rebellion committee, and they also don't want to die. Twenty-seven years old, they were to some extent a group of interests with entanglements, and in the face of the threat of death, they all finally collapsed, crying and begging Prenyakov to forgive them for their sins, even if it was better to go to Siberia to plant potatoes than to be shot dead on the spot.

"You've made another mistake, haven't you? If you think that the glory of the Soviets and the authority of the Suppression Committee will make me feel a little jealous, I think you will be disappointed. ”

The Makarov semi-automatic pistol in Prenyakov's hand also fired, his trigger already gently pulled by his fingers, but behind the bright muzzle flame, there was a mixture of blood and brain. The smile on his lips grew brighter and brighter, and the Makarov semi-automatic pistol in his hand was already firing one after another, and the seven young members of the Provisional Suppression Committee had all fallen into the flower of death.

Standing in the command center, which was already full of blood, Plunyakov casually threw the pistol that still emitted a faint smoke into the pool of blood. And his eyes looked at the companions in front of him with a frightened face, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became more and more raised: "Then, now that I am leading you to a brand-new Soviet, will you agree?"

His words seemed to be a pun, but the local elites of the Soviet Union, who didn't seem to hear anything at all, also bowed their heads one after another, as if to show their submission. And all the military forces of the entire Queen Charlotte Islands, with the authority of Prenyakov, unconsciously carried out some kind of significant centralization.

Armored vehicles were already being transported along with the warships in the Soviet homeland. Brand new tanks have also been officially stationed in the camp that has already been built. And the elite infantry of the regimental level has also been camped in the open space outside the port, and the tents have been properly arranged, as neatly as the camping huts planned in advance.

The troops that arrived in the Soviet mainland were quickly disorganized, and in the name of the Central Committee for the Suppression of Counter-Terrorism, they were reorganized. Not only did they disrupt each other's formations, but they also incorporated the outpost corps, which had already lost its commander. The whole Soviet system of war was reawakened, and in almost half a day, brand new units were formed in the Queen Charlotte Islands.

Although their combat capability was unfamiliar because of the dispersal and adjustment of the troops, once the training was completed, the more powerful Soviet armed forces would reappear on the Pacific coast of North America. Even with the increasing number of troops being transported and assembled by warships, the current outposts have relied on Canada's ocean-going ports to establish naval bases on the other side of the Pacific, as well as powerful naval forces.

A month has passed, and the entire Canadian Rocky Mountains are still balanced and kind, welcoming anyone who wants to come, like a kind old man. But Canada's military, which is part of the ruler of the Rocky Mountains, has completely abandoned the complex environment, even in a few cities. Instead, there are certain units of the American Federation, as well as the front-line troops of the Soviets, and the American special forces, which are mysteriously surrounded by three forces.

The construction of oil pipelines in the oil fields of the Anchorage Line has begun, and the laying of oil pipelines in the United States is also being carried out, but in the Soviet-occupied land in the middle, and in the mountains under Liszt's actual control, the plan for the laying of oil pipelines has not been put on the agenda for a long time. On the contrary, the Soviet Union's troop build-up in the Queen Charlotte Islands also aroused deep fear in Canada and the United States, as well as a larger military force.

And in the Soviet front-line theater of operations in the Bering Strait, countless torrents of steel that have been prepared are also preparing for their charge task Even if it is in front of them, it is the Anchorage Line that has already been repaired, but in their eyes, this is just a torrent of steel covering the past, a little bit, not even a difficulty, yes, a small activity!

PS: The child was born this afternoon, 5.8 pounds, just in time for the Dragon Boat Festival. According to me, that is: it is Riyangsheng, the Zhao family has a son, the remnants of the millennium Qu Yuan, he died at 2:58 in the afternoon, the black pupils were first opened, the sound shook in all directions, the body was strong at 5.8 catties, the maternity guard stood beside him, and the doctor knelt on the ground, all bowed his head and praised, a good man. Hehe, boast about your own doll, no matter what, you have to work hard in the future! Please also come to order a monthly pass, for the sake of life and life in the future, I must also cheer up and work hard, for the sake of the children! (To be continued.) )