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While the heat is still hot in many parts of the south, the Siberian wilderness at the end of September is already snowy and cold.

A snowstorm arrived early because of the unusual weather, just a few hours earlier, ravaging the vast forests of Siberia. The roaring wind swept through the blizzard, and even the tall, hard coniferous forests of Siberia were staggered by the wind.

Behind the snow and fog and the reckless jungle, a long-abandoned former Soviet military port looms in the night.

It's a deserted harbor, desolate and dead as if it's the best way to describe it – broken roads, ruined factories, rusty machinery, decaying and collapsed harbor cranes...... Behind the half-collapsed concrete breakwater, the dilapidated pier seems to have been deported without ships docking for decades. The rusty wreckage of military vehicles, planes, and ships around the harbor is a testament to the decay, destruction, and abandonment of the Soviet Union's collapse as it flourished as a fortress in the Far East, once the Soviet Red Empire.

Yet, even though the city's icons have long since been erased from the map by the Russian government, there is still a group of tenacious warriors full of ideals and unwilling to give up their former glory, holding on to this place year after year, waiting endlessly for a turning point that may never come.

- This is the secret stronghold of the "Bolsheviks of Zuihou", the abandoned Far Eastern city of Novokomsomolsk in the Siberian wilderness.

Despite the fact that the bright red flag painted with a sickle and hammer has fallen on Russian soil, the ideal of emancipating all mankind has not been abandoned.

And today, the city, which has been abandoned on the map of Russia for many years, has finally embarked on the largest operation in decades.

In the dark night sky with the faint aurora after the snow, the roaring jet transport plane passed through the clouds and swooped down to the airstrip, the only illuminated airport runway on the ground, and "smashed" to the ground like a meteorite in a posture that absolutely did not comply with safety norms, almost bouncing and landing.

Then, a sturdy figure dressed in an old Soviet-era military uniform stooped out of the hatch and slowly walked off the plane with the help of a gangway.

Standing on the concrete floor of the airport, most of the runways and hangars are overgrown, dilapidated and collapsed. And the city in the distance, which is full of shadows, looks even more dull and silent under the starry sky, and there is no trace of human life.

-- In its heyday, the port city was home to more than 100,000 soldiers and civilians, and now only a few thousand people are still holding their posts.

The soldier walked to the car that greeted him not far away, and then took a deep breath of cold air. The bright headlights and dim street lamps reflected his old face full of vicissitudes and ravines, as well as the row of shining medals on his chest.

The long, bumpy aerial journey made him tired, but a strange excitement and enthusiasm made his eyes shine.

“…… General Ivanovich, because the plenary session is going to be held in the next few days, comrades from all over the country have arrived. The gray-haired elderly chief of staff quietly stepped forward and reminded the old general, who seemed to be in a trance, "...... Everyone is waiting in the auditorium for your lecture! ”

General Ivanovich nodded silently, then put on his large-brimmed hat as upright as possible, opened the door and got into the car.

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With the sound of deerskin boots on the red pine floor, General Ivanovich walked into the auditorium with his head held high. …,

Beneath the large-brimmed hat with the scythe-hammer emblem and his broad, wrinkled forehead, his slightly slender face was as murderous as an unsheathed saber, and his light blue eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, almost giving the illusion of a bayonet cutting by a needle to those who watched. Between the bridge of his nose and his equally towering cheekbones, there was little excess fat, allowing his furrowed cheeks to sink here like a feline, thus accentuating the edges and corners of his mandible, almost like a sharp sapper shovel.

Although he is in his twilight years, and although he is almost bald, the general, who has always insisted on exercising, still maintains a straight and upright posture.

The auditorium is simply furnished, with dozens of bright electric lamps covered in lacquered red pine and solid concrete walls. Except for the bright red flags on the walls on either side, there was no ornament – and no other ornaments were needed.

Just by seeing this banner, which embodies the glory and blood of their ancestors, every true Bolshevik becomes as religious as a believer.

Beneath these red flags stood the only group of General Ivanovich's men at the moment, some of whom were disheveled, as if they had just been dragged out of the bed; Some of them still had a pungent smell of alcohol on their coats and hats, apparently just hugging a vodka bottle...... But at this moment, these "Zuihou Bolsheviks" all look as if they had taken stimulants. A few of the old fellows seemed to be too excited to control their bodies, with triangular ears popping out of their heads and big furry tails coming out of their backs......

Oh, and I forgot to add that many of them, like General Ivanovich, are werewolves who can conjure ears and tails.

General Ivanovich saluted each other, and at the same time naturally exchanged casual greetings with a few acquaintances, like a warm-hearted old neighbor.

“…… Colonel Ihonovsky, welcome back! How was the laid-back life in Chernobyl? ”

He patted the hairless old werewolf on the shoulder affectionately, smiled and asked how the other was doing.

“…… It's boring to the point of being annoying. "Not long ago, Colonel Ihonovsky, who had to send Sonia to China in a mail package because of the unauthorized misappropriation of travel funds, drank vodka, shrugged his shoulders with a slightly wry smile, "...... I feel like my bones are getting moldy! ”

“…… Hehe, I think, an exciting expedition should be enough to make your muscles and bones sharp! ”

General Ivanovich laughed loudly, and at the same time noticed a childish figure behind Colonel Ihonovsky.

The little creature was barely up to Colonel Ihonovsky's neck, and his figure was as thin as a piece of paper, and it seemed too reluctant to be called a "boy", but on his lips there were already thin "fluffs" - evidently due to severe malnutrition, and under his pale yellow hair the color of wheat straw was a pale face lacking in blood, and green eyes, which were larger than ordinary because of their emaciation, and were gurgling and turning flexibly, I looked curiously at the former Soviet soldiers who seemed to have come out of a historical movie.

“…… Report to the general, this is Grisha, our new comrade recruited in the camp of the garrison on Sakhalin (Sakhalin). ”

Colonel Ihonovsky patted Grisha on the back as if encouragingly, and opened his mouth to explain his origin to General Ivanovich, "...... The Russian Federation contracted the supply of rations to private companies for remote military districts, and as a result, the black-hearted company in charge of Sakhalin actually made its soldiers eat spoiled bread with maggots and expired canned food with a foul smell for two months in a row! Soldiers and officers were either forced to starve or wait for food parcels to arrive in the mail from home. After repeated appeals and no response, Comrade Grisha was so hungry that he lost ten kilograms, and in a fit of rage knocked over the officers on duty and fled from the camp, and almost froze to death in the wilderness...... Fortunately, he was rescued by our people, and then he became our comrade......"...,

Listening to this story, which should have happened not long ago, General Ivanovich couldn't help but think of the scene from the old movie "Battleship Potemkin" in front of his eyes - the same food for raw maggots, the same violent soldiers...... Alas, after decades of the collapse of the great USSR, the treatment of Russian soldiers has again degenerated into gray livestock?

The old general didn't know how to speak on this heavy topic, Zuihou just silently patted the young man on the shoulder, and then walked to the next female officer, "...... Long time no see, Captain Balalaika! The sunshine on the tropical beach in the southeast seems to make you darker a lot! ”

“…… Hehe, I'm not one of those little girls who cares about skin whitening all day long! Comrade General! ”

Captain Balalaika, dressed in a Soviet-style military coat and biting a cigarette in his mouth, raised his eyebrows and replied disappreciatively.

Her lips blended almost with the brown skin, and the syllables she spat out were as hard and stubborn as the roughest rocks.

From the left, except for the fact that her skin is brown because it has absorbed enough sunlight, and it is a little rough because it has been exposed to too much wind and sun, everyone has to admit that she has a fairly delicate face. But on the right side of her face, there was a hideous, broad scar—a dull dead gray skin from the burn, showing twisted folds that stretched from her forehead to her neck, and then to her entire upper body.

Although this scar severely damaged her beauty, it also gave her a chilling aura that only an iron-blooded warrior possessed.

“…… General Ivanovich, IMHO, before this operation, I wonder if you confirmed the attitude of Moscow's side? ”

Captain Balalaika spat out a smoke ring and said to General Ivanovich, "...... Although I have never been afraid of bloodshed and sacrifice, I also don't want to make things unjustifiable, and I don't want to be stabbed in the back by my own people at a critical moment! ”

“…… At this point, you can rest assured that Comrade Balalaika, through the mediation of the Chinese side, Moscow has already done the work, and the Kremlin will give us a temporary number of international peacekeepers afterwards - they want us troublemakers to leave Russia soon, and it is better never to return, and they also want the Yankees to suffer a secret loss in Japan. ”

General Ivanovich sighed and said, "...... After all, we are all Russians, and we all hate the children and grandchildren of the Anglo-Saxon pirates all the same! ”

Next, General Ivanovich stood on a wooden podium at the end of the auditorium.

His gaze swept over the excited and excited warriors in the audience, as well as the bright red flags hanging on the surrounding walls.

The scene that seemed to be recreated yesterday reminded him of the distant past.

“…… Comrades from all over Shijie! Hello! ”

The old general slowly stretched out his arms to the crowd, turning the volume to the loudest loudspeaker, so that his speech drowned out all the noise.

“…… Since the Kremlin's red flag fell, we haven't had a big operation like this for many years!

It is a great honor to be here today! But what makes me feel even more honored is that we are going to raise the flag together! ”

His voice was filled with joy and excitement, as if he was about to usher in a sacred moment that would open the world.

“…… Indeed, in the past years, the great Union collapsed, the glorious Red Army disappeared, and our cause suffered a major setback. Those rotten moths of the Western camp, and those shameful traitors who fight against the red flag, are all greedily carving up the legacy of the Soviet Union, while proudly laughing at our incompetence and stupidity, believing that we have surrendered to them in despair! ”…,

With these painful words, everyone's eyes gradually dimmed, as if recalling the sad events of those turbulent years.

“…… But what they don't know is that in those dark times, our once abandoned ideals were reshaped and further sublimated! More and more comrades recognize the hypocrisy of those exploiters and unite even more firmly under our red flag!

We will soon show them that our red flag has not withered, that our Liliang is still strong, and that no one is greater than the Soviet warriors! ”

The old general once again opened his arms, and his tone suddenly became high-pitched, full of fighting passion and vitality.

“…… Now, after a long period of reorganization and development, our comrades are not only all over the world, but have even penetrated into the interior of certain organizations! Today, we want to let the whole Shijie once again see the power of the Soviet Iron Fist! And this is also a revenge for the Americans! ”

General Ivanovich clenched his fists almost through gritted teeth and waved them up and down to signal to the crowd.

“…… In 1945, our predecessors planted the red flag in Berlin, and now we are about to set our military boots on Tokyo!

Dear comrades, the horn of the expedition has sounded, and the prelude to changing shijie is about to begin! Let's drop the vodka bottles, pick up our knives, raise our guns, and once again beat the long-sealed drums of war for the sake of our common ideals and beliefs! ”

At this time, more and more noisy engine roars began to sound outside the window, and after a few glances back at the Chinese transport planes that were constantly falling, General Ivanovich finally slashed his hand vigorously and ended this brief mobilization speech, "...... All boarding! Let's go to Tokyo! ”

He was answered by countless military hats that were thrown high into the air, and the cheers of "Ula" like a tsunami from the mountains......

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The cabin, which was jolting in the air current, was constantly rumbling, and it felt like the organs in the body were also accompaniing.

Colonel Ihonovsky sat in a window seat, quietly overlooking the night view below.

First the majestic mountains covered in snow and ice, then the cold sea covered with ice floe, and then, as the transport planes continue to move south, the endless white begins to fade away, and the ground is covered with brilliant spots of light that represent the town.

Chronologically, they had already flown over Sakhalin (Sakhalin) to the northernmost part of the Japanese archipelago.

However, although the sky at this time had already shown the dawn of dawn, the deep night had not completely subsided, and everything on the ground seemed hazy, so that Colonel Ihonovsky, who was planning to admire this strange country from the air, could not help but be disappointed for a while.

“…… weishenme doesn't speak? Comrade Ihonovsky, again, is not a secret task, and always has to chat during the trip. ”

Captain Balalaika, who sat across from him, said with some boredom as he picked up a cigarette from his delicate silver cigarette case, lit it with a lighter, took a deep breath, and then leisurely spat out a smoke ring.

“…… This one...... Comrade Balalaika, it seems that smoking is prohibited in the cabin! Ihonovsky felt a little cold sweat on his forehead.

“…… Hehe, don't worry about such small things! What do you think of this operation? ”

Balalaika sneered, and once again inhaled the mellow smoke into his lungs - for the soldiers who often fight on the battlefield, smoking is an effective antidote to the cruel reality, and the vast majority of veterans have an extraordinary addiction to smoking, including Balalaika, "...... the 'International Aid Force' parachuted directly into Tokyo to seize the Self-Defense Forces base?" The Japanese government actually let us deal with their own people? That's weird! ”…,

Two seconds later, however, Ihonovsky saw something even more surprising: despite the pain on his face, Balalaika squeezed out most of the remaining cigarette on the armrest of his chair.

Immediately, Ihonovsky understood why Balalaika had done this.

“…… There is nothing surprising about this! "General Ivanovich came over at some point," ...... For the Japanese government, which is currently trying to get rid of American control, the Self-Defense Forces, which are in the hands of ultra-pro-American factions, have become their enemies, not Liliang on which they can be relied upon. ”

“…… But this jihua is too reckless! Balalaika kept shaking her head, "...... Without any tricks and tricks, just just force it up? This doesn't look like an Oriental approach at all! ”

“…… What's the solution? Given the extent to which the Japanese Government has been infiltrated by the Americans, it is necessary to hold a meeting to discuss, investigate and demonstrate, formulate a perfect plan, and make relevant preparations...... Then I am afraid that before the day of action, the US military stationed in Japan has already begun to engage in the 'Tokyo Spring'. ”

General Ivanovich shrugged his shoulders, "...... Therefore, the desperate Japanese have another old problem and are ready to gamble on the fortunes of the country! ”

As they spoke, they all noticed the flashing red light on the bulkhead and heard the announcement that "the machine is about to arrive over Tokyo".

“…… Great, welcome to Tokyo! Pack up and get ready for a skydive! The old general turned around and announced loudly to everyone in the cabin, "...... Now, let's teach the cowards of the Far Eastern island countries a lesson and show the liliang of our Soviet fighters! ”

“…… Oh!! ”

Outside the porthole of the cabin, a bustling city with countless skyscrapers looms in the first rays of dawn. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to subscribe to the mobile network (.), reward, your support is my biggest motivation. )……，