Chapter 656 All set off!
May 15th, night.
On the path outside St. Petersburg, the horses kept hissing, and a long dragon consisting of nearly 4,000 cavalry and dozens of carriages galloped towards the "bright" city in the distance.
"Ivan, where are we going?"
Yarich pulled down his gun belt and gently pushed his comrades-in-arms around him. All the comrades-in-arms beside him were silent. If it were during the day, someone would definitely doubt the identity of the team, because there were nearly a thousand yellow faces in the team, but Yarich was not surprised, because they were originally from the Western Siberian tars. Residential area.
It turned out that they were only second-tier or even third-tier local troops, but after the war, the Russian troops suffered heavy losses. His Majesty called on everyone to defend the country, so they were transferred from Western Siberia to the vicinity of Tula to resist the German attack in the direction of Minsk.
"I don't know." Duo Wan shook his head and looked confusedly at General Junkowski in front of him.
Four days ago, when no one knows why, the general suddenly took them to St. Petersburg and ran hundreds of kilometers to finally reach their destination.
But what are you doing here? In front is St. Petersburg, where His Majesty and the nobles live. Why don't you go to the front line? Why don't you let the Germans taste their iron hooves?
Questions rose from the hearts of the soldiers, but no one dared to talk nonsense, because they believed that General Junkowski in front of them would not let them die for no reason, because he was a good man.
Yes, this Slavic general is a good man, because this army has been continuously discriminated against and withheld food supplies since arriving at the garrison. If it hadn't been for the general's efforts, they might have starved to death before they could go to the battlefield.
And the general never beat and corporalized them like other nobles. He often helped everyone in Western Siberia, so he was deeply loved by everyone.
But Major General Junkowski, who was nearly 60 years old, glanced at the Western Siberian soldiers who followed him, and then looked at the Tatar adjutant beside him who never spoke. Thinking of the praise of the soldiers, there was a pain in his heart.
"Good man?!"
Who knows that he, a good man, was framed by Rasputin five years ago, and finally almost sent to the gallows by the brutal Nicholas II. If it hadn't been for the shadow-like adjutant of the Tatars, he would have been rescued, he might have died, let alone shaken from a prisoner to a major general of cavalry.
But now that I think about it, he would rather be hanged! Because he found that everything had changed after he was rescued!
It turned out that his eldest son had been captured by the Chinese for seven years, and his youngest son was also captured in the battle of the Tomusk Fortress half a year ago. They were all waiting for their rescue. Their families in Ufa were also controlled a few months ago. More importantly, even if they were usually energetic, their bodies have actually been A mysterious thing that is a little opium-like tortures half to death.
Junkowski touched his chest, and there was a letter from the far east.
His two sons told him that they were living a good life now, and the emperor personally promised them that as long as they finished that, their whole family would be free, get a large amount of money, and live forever in Xinhua.
The handwriting and words are indeed written by the two sons to themselves, but can the promise be believed?
He has no choice, and there is still a glimmer of hope for cooperation to save his family and children and get rid of physical pain. If you don't cooperate, don't say you're dead, the kind of heart-like suffering that happens every day will drive you crazy.
The horse ran more and more quickly, and the gunfire in his ears made the soldiers whisper. When Major General Junkowski took the lead in crossing an obstacle and entering the main road in the city, the shouting, noise and dense bullets immediately made thousands of cavalry look at each other.
Are you sure this is the heart of Russia, where His Majesty and the nobles live? Instead of some battlefield that is being contested!
========= The statue of the Atlas giant gods at the gate of the East Palace stood majestically, and his bright eyes swept around. The tsars of Russia once regarded this god as a protector, but if God could open his eyes, he would definitely feel confused and surprised.
A group of soldiers with white towels tied to their arms, dressed in ordinary worker uniforms, and crookedly carrying guns worked together to push a 57mm cannon under the statue. Under the cover of the statue, one of them shouted.
"Tell me how to use this guy!"
"Tell me!"
"Open the bolt, fill in the shell, and then." The soldiers from the arsenal shouted and stuffed the shell into the gun while telling everyone how to use it.
"Boom!"
After a loud noise, a dazzling fire burst out from under the statue of Atlas. A piece of the high wall of the Winter Palace in the distance suddenly collapsed, and several unexpected palace guards fell down."Comrades, the cannon is coming! Come on, catch the evil tsar! For our freedom and bread! Go!" (Let's go Stalin stood up from the crowd, waved his pistol, and looked at the collapsed wall with a ferocious face.
Shouting to kill, horseshoes and gunshots gathered together. Countless workers with white towels, wearing overalls, and armed guns rushed out of the alley from the street corner and charged the palace again.
"Block them, stop them!"
"Machine gun, aim at the cannon, come on! Hurry up!"
In the desperate shouting of the captain, countless guard soldiers raised their guns, and the machine guns on the high wall of the palace made a hiss. In a blink of an eye, they tore up several temporary artillerymen who did not know how to hide and transfer. In the sound of shooting, the open space in front of the palace was suddenly full of corpses, and the blood was more than the fountain next to the statue. It's still urgent.
"Damn it!" When Stalin saw that the charge was beaten back again, he was so angry that his head suddenly smoked. After turning around and rushing into the headquarters not far away, he shouted at Delins, "Comrade Delins, didn't you say you would find a way to blow up the gate of the palace? What about the method? We are all about to be pressed there for a few days!"
"Yes, don't worry." Facing Lenin's suspicious eyes next to him, Delins began to regret and tried to adjust his breathing, trying to calm himself down.
At this moment, only a bang was heard, and suddenly there was a huge explosion outside. Everyone looked at it quickly and saw a crack suddenly on the strong side of the strong palace.
"Here they come, here they come!" Drins excitedly pointed to a person's crack and shouted at Lenin. The doubt in the latter's eyes slowly faded and said, "Comrades, let's do it!"
"Follow me!" Stalin took a group of veterans brought back from the Far East and rushed to the crack, but he didn't know that in the darkness in the distance, his eyes gradually narrowed.
"Shen Jun, will you be too risky in this way? They have a chance." Wen Xiu muttered.
Shen Jun smiled, narrowed his eyes, and pointed to thousands of Bolshevik armed soldiers who shouted and rushed to the crack: "See? The front is full of veterans we trained, at least 500 people!"
"I saw it." After seeing the skilled movements of the veterans through the telescope, Wen Xiu's face became more and more solemn. Didn't this lead the wolf into the room?
"Head, the train is ready. In addition, Mr. Xue has arrived behind the palace with the truck."
"I know." The last big stone in Shen Jun's heart finally fell. He turned his head to look at the Bolshevik soldiers charging, and suddenly smiled and said, "Wenxiu, do you know? Nicholas II is the most suspicious person I have ever met. If there is no truth in front of him, do you think he will leave with a general who is not familiar with him?
Before Wen Xiu could understand what it meant, a loud and familiar voice suddenly came from the darkness.
"Ula!"
Cavalry! It's elite cavalry!
Wen Xiu's pupils suddenly shrank into a little cold star. In the telescope, countless Russian cavalry in military uniforms and holding snow-bright long knives appeared on the weak side of the Bolshevik armed soldiers, cut in from the middle like a sweeping giant axe. There is no need for profound military knowledge to know that in this open and defenseless In the prepared area, what kind of tragedy will it be for a recruit who has just learned to shoot when he encounters elite cavalry!
In the luxurious palace, the servants looked outside nervously. They all knew that if the door was broken by the mob, what would happen to them. A team of guards ran back and forth with guns, which added to their nervousness and uneasiness. Everyone looked at the lighted window on the second floor and prayed secretly. .
In the room, Nicholas II and his wife Queen Alexandra sat side by side, next to a beautiful golden pistol. The four daughters were trembling together, and the only heir of the tsar, Prince Alexei, who had suffered from hemophilia since childhood, was holding his pet dog. He was already pale and imitating The blood in the Buddha's body was drained.
"Your Majesty!"
Suddenly, a shout made everyone in the room shiver. Nicholas II quickly grabbed the pistol and whispered outside the door, "Who is it? What's the matter?"
"Your Majesty, it's me, Alex!"
Hearing this familiar voice, Nicholas II finally breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and then opened the door and said, "What's the matter? Did the mod attack in?
"No, Your Majesty, reinforcements, our reinforcements are coming!"
"What!"
"It's true, Your Majesty, take a look." The loyal captain of the guard, Yax, pointed to the outside of the palace, handed the telescope to Nicholas II, and shouted excitedly, "Those mob have been repulsed by the cavalry, and they are still being pursued!"
Following the guard captain's fingers, Nicholas II saw the most wonderful scene in his life. He only saw countless cavalry rushing towards the mob. After the snowy cavalry knives were waved again and again, they would always bring up a lot of blood and heads.
"Kill well, kill well! Kill them, kill them all!"
Nicholas II gritted his teeth and waved his fist, forgetting that he was almost scared to pee his pants just now. Even Queen Alexandra behind him was relieved. He walked to his youngest son and smiled, "It's okay, children."
A moment later, the Bolshevik armed soldiers who had just been crowded around the palace were cleared by the fierce cavalry. The huge square seemed to be covered with a carpet of corpses, full of blood and broken limbs.
"Your Majesty, General Qusky and his cavalry have repelled the rebels. He hopes to come in and see if nothing happens to you."
"No, I'm fine." Although Nicholas II also wanted to see which general saved him, he refused for safety reasons. Just as he was about to personally encourage the guard soldiers guarding the palace, the gate of the palace was suddenly opened, and hundreds of cavalry rushed in.
"Stunch." A team of guards immediately blocked the cavalry and scolded loudly.
Major General Junkowski jumped off his horse, glanced at the guards around him like a blade, looked at their guns in their hands, and sneered, "Is this how you treat your life-saving partners?"
A cavalry with blood dripping all over his body made the guards swallow. Fortunately, the news came from the palace at this time. His Majesty let the general in to relieve their embarrassment.
Junkowski took the adjutant and took the initiative to hand over the gun when he walked to the door of the hall. Then he immediately went in and finished dressing. Nicholas II and Queen Alexandro bowed and said, "The commander of the 4th Division of the Third Cavalry of Western Siberia, see your majesty, see the queen. "."
"Quick, get up, my big hero." Although Nicholas II was a little angry about his private intrusion into the palace, he still pretended to enthusiastically help Junkowski. But when he saw his face, he suddenly frowned. He always felt that this guy was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.
Zhunkowski snorted coldly. Fortunately, his face had been modified, which was a little plausible. Otherwise, how could this cunning and suspicious tsar follow him?
"Your Majesty, I'm so happy to see that you are safe. After receiving your news, General Dunkin ordered me to come to support immediately."
"Dennykin!" Nicholas II jumped up excitedly. Dunnikin was a Cossack general, and Cossacks was one of his loyalists. With the escort of these most elite cavalry, he could finally be carefree.
Zhunkowski didn't know what Nicholas II was thinking. Fortunately, he just wanted to disguise himself as a Cossack and cheated his trust.
Suddenly, a cavalry suddenly ran to the guard's cordon and shouted, "General, it's not good. The scouts found that the rebels were reorganizing, and they gathered 100,000 people outside the city, and there were dozens of cannons!"
"What!"
Without waiting for Kovsky to ask, Nicholas II's face turned pale again. Just now, there were only ten thousand people, and the palace was almost ruined. If there were 100,000, wouldn't it?
At this moment, a loud noise sounded from the corner of the palace. Everyone turned their heads in horror and saw that the direction of the stable in the distance had collapsed.
Countless gravel bricks made Nicholas II tremble all over his body. Captain Yax quickly organized soldiers to block the gap. Seeing that the time was ripe, Zhunkowski quickly suggested, "Your Majesty, you must leave immediately!" I'm just 4,000 soldiers. I can't stop so many rebels. Now the palace wall has also been blown up. They will, they will," Zhunkowski said heavily, "I will kill you!"
"Damn it, these damn bastards!" Nicholas II was about to go crazy and didn't notice that there was no gunshot before the explosion just now.
"Your Majesty, I think General Kovsky is right. We should leave here for the time being." Although Queen Alexandro was also nervous, she was much calmer than Nicholas II and immediately quietly pulled her husband.
"Yes, yes, leave, leave." After being pulled by his wife, Nicholas II woke up, but as soon as he left, he glanced around. In this luxurious palace, there are not only more than 300 years of collection and history of the Tsar family, but also more than a thousand tons of gold and diamonds in the underground vault. How can you take it yourself?
"Your Majesty, I have just ordered someone to go to the railway station to prepare the train. I will send the most elite soldiers to protect you to Kiev. There are millions of soldiers loyal to you, General Denikin and others, where you can command and suppress the rebellion." Junkowski deliberately urged.
"I know, but how can these things be transported?"
Nicholas II pointed around, and even Zhunkowski frowned. Not to mention the secret vault, he knew that a large number of precious oil paintings in the palace alone could not be transported by dozens of his own carriages.
"General, the truck team is outside the back door of the palace." The shadow-like adjutant suddenly reminded him.
"Truck?" When Junkowski was stunned, he had no truck! But when I saw the other party's eyes, I could only bravely say, "Your Majesty, I have prepared a truck that can be used for transshipment. No matter how many things there are, as long as it can be loaded on the train, I can protect you from arriving in Kiev!"
"Really, there is a truck! Haha, that's great!" Nicholas returned to normal in an instant. What's the use of a hundred thousand troops? As long as he leaves with these things, an empty palace will make those rebels sick to death. As long as he keeps the gold, he is the only emperor of Russia wherever he is!
"Yax! Order everyone to move things, and we will leave immediately!" Nicholas II looked at Kovsky and was still a little worried about the other party, so he decided to use the guard to carry.
Zhunkowski knew what Nicholas II meant, and he didn't have to see those treasures. Those things were just nightmares for him. What's more, as long as they got on the train, someone would naturally monitor them, so he immediately waved his hand and shouted to the adjutant, "Yurian, I'll give you five hours. Add a thousand more cavalry, you must protect His Majesty the Emperor and ensure that His Majesty and everything here board the train. If Your Majesty loses a hair, I will kill you!"
"Yes, General!" The adjutant Yurian shouted and nodded, but turned his head and asked deliberately, "General, you."
"I'm going to delay the rebels and buy time for your majesty to leave!" Zhunkowski took a deep breath, pulled out his saber like a warrior, and shouted at the dark cavalry outside, "Warriors, follow me and protect the emperor!"
"Protect Your Majesty! Ula!"
With loud shouts, countless horses rushed out of the palace with their horses' hooves. Looking at the backs of the soldiers, Nicholas II almost burst into tears.
Warriors!
Loyal minister!
I must promote him!
Nicholas II kicked the bodyguard fiercely and shouted angrily, "What are you all standing for? Go to work quickly. You must evacuate in a few hours!"
Trucks, carrying large boxes and small boxes under the protection of the cavalry, one after another, one car after another, let the night eagle and the special service team who were hiding in the dark be dumbfounded. Isn't this Nicola going to move all the bricks of the palace?
Wen Xiu disguised himself as a guard cavalry. He leaned against the carriage and looked at a box of gold jewelry and oil painting clothes. When he saw several pet birds stuffed in, he immediately scolded dumbfounded: "Fuck his grandma! Shen Jun, if you pretend like this, can you really fit 13 car carts?
"Damn it, how do I know!" Shen Jun gritted his teeth and stared at his watch. The gunfire in the distance gradually began to intensify. Obviously, the Bolsheviks launched another attack. Fortunately, the last big wooden box was also carried into the car at this time. When he saw Nicholas II with several children in the front of him, Julian suddenly got to his side from there. Nodded.
A loud whistle suddenly tore the bustle of the station.
"Enemy attack~!"
Hearing the whistle, Yax, the chief of the Tsar Guard, woke up. A bullet hit him in the head, and then the dense gunfire suddenly sounded.
Bullets were as dense as a rainstorm. Hundreds of Tsar Guard soldiers fell into a pool of blood before they could react. Truck drivers, protected cavalry, and countless men in black who ran out of the darkness with fire-breathing guns.
Nicholas II and his family were stunned. Just as they were about to probe to see what had happened outside and whether the rebels were chasing after them, several submachine guns reached into the carriage.
In the sound of the shooting, several personal guards were torn to pieces before they could shout. A team of mysterious soldiers wrapped in black suddenly got into the carriage. Their strange words made Nicholas II's face suddenly change.
"Turn off all the windows and lights, and close the curtains!"
"Machine gun, put it on the top!"
"Let Julian take the cavalry to protect the left and right!"
"Let's go, get out of here!"
"Wow."
Looking at the wheels that began to roll slowly, Shen Jun suddenly pushed Wen Xiu: "Let's go, a thousand of our cavalry, plus a hundred special forces, and the rest is up to you!"
"Rely on me? So you?"
"I." After Shen Jun took out his cigarette and squinted his eyes again: "Cover you, and we still have some things to do!"
"Then take care!"
"Don't worry, I can't die." After salute, Shen Jun pushed Wen Xiu on the train fiercely, and then shouted, "Would you like me to take some Russian women back to enjoy?"
"Get out of here!"
"Haha." In the laughter, Shen Jun took a deep breath, suddenly extinguished the cigarette butt fiercely, and waved his hand: "Clear the scene, kill all those who are not us!"
"Yes!"
In the bursts of fierce gunfire, the steam engine began to burn violently, and the wheels became faster and faster. Under the protection of a thousand cavalry, it quickly rushed out of St. Petersburg and disappeared into the darkness.
But no one knows that when the train, which was later known as changing the world, rushed out of St. Petersburg and disappeared into the vast Russian territory, a huge fleet had quietly set sail.
The majestic battlecruiser Tiger collided with the waves, and the sailors slowly raised the flagship flag in the light.
David Betty doesn't know what's going on in the north at this moment, but even if he knows it, he is definitely not in the mood to care, because the German navy has set sail!
Looking at a light flashing in the thin fog of the North Sea beside him, he took a deep breath, three Lion-class battlecruisers, four Tiger-class battlecruisers, and three St. Vincent-class battleships!
That's all he has!
"Command, move forward with 21 sections!" David Betty gave the first order.
============ "Your Majesty, your Majesty!"
Jiang Tianxiu rushed into the conference room, holding three telegrams received almost at the same time and shouting, "Operation Qiming is over, and the train has left St. Petersburg!"
In addition, the German high seas fleet and the British mainland fleet have all set off!"
(to be continued)