The sky has gradually cleared, and the fish white has gradually grown into the frame of the sun, and time has passed by a little, firm and unobstructed. But in the Queen Charlotte Islands, which was originally a sparsely populated Soviet outpost in North America, this time period when it should have been warm in bed for a while, Soviet-made trucks were driving frantically on the concrete road, and it seemed that there was a rather urgent task waiting for them.

In fact, the Soviet troops from Moscow have landed on a large scale in this archipelago, and the basic accommodation arrangements for more than 30,000 people have not even been arranged. These huge Soviet-made trucks were carrying brand-new military tents and basic combat rations, after all, the assembly and stationing of a large number of troops, without tents and food, would have been a huge blow to morale, and this was absolutely not allowed in the Soviet military system.

In particular, a rectification campaign launched three days ago, or a purge campaign launched by the Suppression Committee, almost wiped out all the top leaders of the original Queen Charlotte Islands. The anti-rebellion committee from Moscow had very strict requirements for military discipline, especially those middle and high-ranking officers who were called to carry out ideological education alone, and almost all of them were sent back to the Soviet Union in the end, and their whereabouts were not revealed at all.

This is undoubtedly the most feared thing for the soldiers at the bottom. Even if the wind did not leak, they knew that these middle and high-level commanders who were released back, their original direct leaders or final leaders, were all exiled to the cold land of Siberia to grow potatoes. It's no secret that after being talked to by the Suppression Committee alone, he was either announced to be shot or went to Siberia?

And thinking of those superior commanders who are quite good to themselves, all this group of soldiers can do is to silently pray to God in their hearts, hoping that those superior commanders will not be directly sentenced to be executed, even if they go to Siberia to plant potatoes, it is excellent to survive and wait for rehabilitation. However, they did not dare to do it blatantly, knowing that the current anti-rebellion committee, but even God did not allow faith, declaring that they were absolute atheists, and if they showed the appearance of prayer, I am afraid that they would also be sent to Siberia to plant potatoes.

Soviet-made military trucks were speeding up the highway, transporting the necessary supplies to the designated camps in a timely manner. However, when these tasks were completed, their faces were also sluggish, because the task given by the superiors was to transport the materials to the camp, and they did not say whether they would return to their camp after completing these tasks, or continue to transport any tasks.

The rectification campaign launched three days ago has already detained all the middle- and high-ranking officers in the Queen Charlotte Islands, the Soviet outpost base in North America, and put them under strict guard. Even their current mission was arranged by the officers before leaving. The commanders who were temporarily promoted were not much different from them in the first place, and they didn't even have the slightest management experience, but now just these small things have made those temporary commanders who were originally born ordinary soldiers, or even those who have not even entered a military academy, be so busy that they don't even know how to deal with those basic government affairs.

But the Suppression Committee, which came from Moscow and consisted of seven men in this outpost, did not have the slightest hint of melancholy. For them, it was the soldiers' political ideology and loyalty to the Soviets that mattered most. These basic daily necessities, as well as the daily work arrangement, as long as those loyal soldiers are promoted to their rightful positions, after a period of training, they can grow into good commanders.

And what comrade, under the guidance of the Soviets, would not become an enviable Soviet officer? This outpost located on the Queen Charlotte Islands was not intended to be a real front-line combat unit, but from the front-line combat force, it was precisely the Anchorage Line next to the United States Federation, and the hundreds of thousands of troops hidden in Alaska above. They are the main force that swept across the American continent, and the huge torrent of Soviet steel is still quietly hidden in the Bering Strait theater, as long as the Soviet navy is transported, it can easily appear on the coastline side of the American Federation.

But their ideas were not supported by so many people, and the commissar of the outpost, Na Prenyakov, had a kind of sarcastic smile on his face, and even sat on the wooden chair with leg cuffs and handcuffs, all with this expression on his face, with deep disdain for the seven of them. And this made the faces of the seven of them more and more gloomy, because today's trial was opened by the Suppression Committee, for this member who had a bright future, but now has been punished.

"Comrade Plunyakov, as long as you confess your guilt, then these things are unnecessary."

On the judgment seat, a member of the Anti-Terrorism Committee had a gloomy face, his hand gently raised a thin folder, and slowly remained on the table in front of him, looking at the mocking smile on the face of the Prenyakov, but his somewhat young face did not hold back, a wave of anger rose in his heart, and he looked at him and scolded him loudly: "This is the crime that the Anti-Terrorism Committee requires you to admit, is it possible that you, who were a member of the committee, now want us to read it out to you one by one?" ”

The members beside him were equally angry, they all looked about the same age, and the young man did not even look to be in his twenties, almost a young man who had just graduated from school compared to Plunyakov, who was already in his thirties. And Plunyakov also had this opinion about these young people who were in charge of the rebellion, because these seven young fellows had studied deeply under him before.

At that time, however, the attitude of the seven young men was not the same as it is now, and they were as flattering to him, a rookie of the anti-rebellion committee, and the future star of some of Moscow's institutions. Of course, Plunyakov also knew why the attitude of the seven young men was so bad, because he refused the request of the seven fellows, and at the same time showed disdain for their flattering appearance, as disdain and ridicule as he did now.

Communiqué vendetta has always been a popular tactic in the anti-rebellion committees, even Prenyakov has done so. Of course, for the seven young people in front of him who were still obviously immature, he couldn't help but let out a cold snort in his nose, he raised the handcuffs in his hands, looked up at the seven young people sitting on the judgment seat, and the afterglow also swept over the soldiers holding AKM assault rifles next to him, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile softly: "The document you took out is the sentence of the Central Anti-Counterterrorism Committee to me?" ”

"Of course, Comrade Prenyakov, do you think that the defeat of three days ago will pass so easily?"

Another young man from the seven-member group of the Suppression Committee spoke, but their gaze and gaze also exchanged secretly, but their small action did not escape Plenyakov's gaze, which made him can't help but let out a chuckle. And the young man was also quite angry, stretched out his hand and slapped the table in front of him, and said angrily to him: "For the sake of the Soviets, I call you comrade, please don't continue to let the Soviet mother be disappointed in you!" ”

"Disappointed? Oh, your lines on it are so noble, I can't accept it. ”

Prenyakov's laughter rang out softly, his brow raised slightly, and he quietly looked at the seven young men sitting in the row on the judgment seat, he no longer remembered the names of these seven people, but still had some impressions in his mind. But he still felt a little ridiculous, even with shackles and handcuffs, he shook his head gently, looked at the huge sickle and hammer behind them, and said with a sneer: "Put down the noble words in your mouth, I still want to say that the verdict of the Central Anti-Counterterrorism Committee against me in your hand may still praise me." ”

His words instantly made the faces of the seven people on the stage change greatly, but their panicked expressions had been masked by the feigned anger, but they seemed to be at a loss, even the soldiers around them who were guarding with rifles were puzzled. This made Plenyakov can't help but bow his head slightly and chuckle, and his voice is as if he is watching a farce: "Take advantage of the time difference to take me down, and then force me to confess, and finally let the Central Anti-Rebellion Committee recognize your authority in this outpost?" I have to say that your plan is a complete mess and it makes me feel ridiculous! ”

And with his words, groups of soldiers outside were pouring in quickly, and the strong and sturdy appearance seemed to know that they were elite troops. However, that unfamiliar face did not appear in the Queen Charlotte Islands, and an officer led by swept the original command room, waved forward with a cold face and expressionless face, and said coldly at the same time: "According to the order of the Central Anti-Counterterrorism Committee, Comrade Plunyakov is now in charge of all arrangements for the outpost, and is fully responsible for dealing with the rectification work of many counter-revolutionaries in the near future!" ”

PS: Dragon Boat Festival, I wish everyone the Dragon Boat Festival is soon. I'm still flustered, getting closer and closer, less than five days (to be continued.) )