Chapter 159. Killing Intent

A cold air stream has descended on the North American continent, bringing with it a chilly chill to the north. Most of the people were dressed tightly and expressed their disgust with the cold winter, but on the Queen Charlotte Islands, in the Soviet military advisory group, the burly Slavs felt a little intimate about the cold cold.

Most of the territory of the Soviet Union was located in the boreal or subarctic zone, for example, the vast Siberia, which was almost entirely in the subarctic zone. The perennial cold air has made this group of Soviets familiar since childhood, and it can be said that they are as harmonious as home. On the contrary, the islands in the Pacific Ocean, the comfortable summer sunshine, made them look a little strangely uncomfortable.

Although winter had arrived, and the cold of 2060 had already made them feel a little kind, even today, any Soviet who showed up at the military advisory group's station would have an extremely embarrassed face. Even the people of the more arrogant and domineering anti-rebellion committee on weekdays walked with gloomy faces and hands behind their backs, and their expressions were very gloomy.

The cold air not only brought the signal of winter to all the trees and shrubs on the island, but also for the Soviets, it was like a biting frost. But even the lowest-ranking Soviet soldier at the gate stood meticulously, a little more serious than before.

Because as gatekeepers, they have also sensed a bit of cruelty. In less than an hour, more than a dozen officers of the Air Force and Aviation Corps were lifted out of the barracks by the military police and dragged and thrown into the car like dead dogs.

Nominally, it was a military advisory group for the Soviets. Although there are also Soviet soldiers in and out, and their appearance is also standard elite, anyone who delves deeper will also find out. And what is the so-called military advisory group, which can have three elite infantry regiments, two battalion-level light armored units, two air bases, plus three army aviation brigades?

Even a corporate-level unit in Moscow is no more than that. And in fact. Since the Queen Charlotte Islands were leased to the Soviets by the Canadians, they have served as a base for the Soviets to advance, especially against the U.S. Confederation and the Anchorage Line in Alaska.

But for now, Plenyakov, as a member of the Suppression Committee, political commissar of the Queen Charlotte Islands Forward Base, and commander-in-chief of the Forward Base, sat in a chair in the conference room. The expressionless face in the past also had a little more anger. His eagle-like eyes swept over the group of people standing in front of him, his fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, and his voice was also a little indifferent: "Now, who will give me an explanation?" ”

"We have three infantry commanders, two armored battalion commanders, and two airbase commanders in the forward base in the Queen Charlotte Islands. Commanders of three aviation brigades. ”

Nodding slightly, Plunyakov sat down on the leather couch. Carefully counting the commanders of the combat units in the base, his fingers were slowly tapping on the table, but his voice became more and more calm, and the gaze in his eyes also carried a bit of substantial killing intent: "Then the Americans captured an infantry regiment commander, two armored battalion commanders, and an aviation brigade commander." ”

His gaze swept with indifference over the pile in front of him, bowing his head. The Soviet officer, who did not make any sound at all, had a hint of mania rising in his indifferent gaze. Slowly holding the water glass in his hand, Plunyakov took a sip of the mint-scented water, moistened his throat, and lowered his voice a little: "Can anyone tell me." How did this happen? ”

But the pile of officers standing in front of him still kept their heads down and couldn't say a word. They are all middle and high-level commanders of this forward base, and it can be said that the more than 30 of them already represent all the command authority in this base. However, they still did not dare to speak in front of this Plunyakov, and even cold sweat was already flowing down the foreheads of many people, indicating the nervousness and fear in their hearts.

"Bang-"

The water cup made by the military industry fell heavily on the cement floor, and the fine alloy instantly collapsed a small piece of cement on the ground, but all the officers were subconsciously trembling, but everyone was motionless, and the few people in the front still let the splashing water stains stain their bodies, but they did not dare to dodge the slightest action.

And Prenyakov had already stood up, his hands clenched into fists, and his eyes were extremely gloomy looking at the commanders in front of him, and his voice seemed to come out of his throat: "If all of you wastes are killed, then I may be able to apply to the Suppression Committee and the Politburo of the Central Committee for martyrdom and loyalty medals for you, but why aren't you wastes captured by the Americans?" ”

"If those Soviet top specialists are harmed in the slightest."

Prenyakov's palm slammed on the table, and the sound almost made the soldiers standing guard with rifles outside the conference room unable to help but weaken their legs. The flames of anger were already rising in his chest, and looking at the pile of waste in front of him, his voice was extremely gloomy and roared: "You and your family, just let me go to a concentration camp in Siberia and grow potatoes!" ”

Even he had already been reprimanded by the top brass of the Suppression Committee, and was extremely disappointed in his handling of the accident, and if he did not perform well, then his desire to enter the top level of the Suppression Committee and the Politburo of the Central Committee would probably be in vain.

And he glanced at the quail-like mid- and high-level commanders in front of him, his hand also lightly tapped on the table, and the low voice echoed in the conference room: "No matter what method you use, contact that group of Canadians or find me those Americans who are experts in hijacking." ”

After Prenyakov's words were finished, Sen Ran's eyes finally looked outside, and he snorted heavily and walked towards the outside of the conference room. And his order also reached the ears of the group of commanders inside when he walked out of the door frame of the conference room: "Regarding those aviation traitors who abandoned their experts and fled, and did not do a good job of protection, they have constituted treason, and the death penalty shall be carried out immediately." ”

When his footsteps gradually disappeared, the more than thirty people in the conference room slowly raised their heads, looked at each other gloomily, and walked quickly outside without talking about any topics, as if they were fleeing from this conference room. For them, the commissar and commander of the forward base was no different from the terrifying devil. (To be continued.) )