Chapter 668 Throw down a few bundles of paper

The sun is splashing on the ground, but it can no longer make people feel warm. The fishing song can no longer be heard in the sea breeze blowing from the sea.

The war horse stood still and shaved its iron hoofs from time to time. It seemed that it was still recalling its majestic posture across the battlefield, but this was not the place where it galloped, because the "iron boxes" with black smoke in the distance had blocked the road.

The cornfield was crushed, and the house became black scorched earth. The hillside, which used to be full of flowers, was covered with large and small craters. The bodies fell by the trenches, and blood flowed down the gully. Although there were occasionally some Chinese soldiers in khaki military uniforms, more of them were heroic in the past. Robe.

The whole town melted away in the gunfire. With the beginning of the war, there were countless such towns, but it was different here, because this is Saliane, the first battle of Persia'stabria entering Russia, followed by Baku, the most important strategic town in the Russian Caucasus.

Sitting on the horse, there was only bitterness and helplessness left in Bugyonni's breath. As a member of the Don Cossack Cavalry, he and his troops arrived here from Kiev after the Battle of Mesopotamia to make up for the loss of the mobility of the Baku side army after the loss of the Caucasian Cossack cavalry.

But when he arrived, he found that the process and pattern of the war had completely changed. General Badayev of the Caucasus Army gradually recovered his disadvantage and was turning into a victory. The battle of Erzurum changed color in an instant. Because of the defeat of Mesopotamia, Xinhua not only conquered Hamadan, but also for the first time. The power extended to Tashiri and crossed the border all the way here eight days ago.

The war is very hard!

It has been eight days since the battle began on May 15. No one knows why the reinforcements in Baku, which should have arrived three days ago, have not arrived so far. In the face of the repeated attacks of the wolf-like Xinhua army, the position has been shattered.

The Don Cossack Army, where Bujoony was located, was a cavalry, but after coming here, he found that the war had given way to the cold steel. Under the impact of the [***] team of tanks and armored vehicles on the opposite side, the cavalry became blood mud before they could wield their knives.

This is not a war, it's a massacre!

But we must stick to it now, because Baku is too important. Although he is only a captain and company commander, he also understands the value of this Caucasian pearl.

Bujooni sighed and led the horse to the back position.

The company camp is on the side of the Kura River, stuck the only road to the Saliane Bridge, so it has also become the key to the competition. As many as 3,000 soldiers have paid their lives here. Bujungi doesn't know what the above thinks. If he ordered the bridge to be blown up first, so that even if the Chinese seize it There is no way to cross the river quickly.

Just in time for lunch, Bujungi took out the lunch box from the cloth bag and squeezed into the middle of the long queue. Although he was a company commander, he never jumped the queue. Officially, he got the users and love of the soldiers.

"Paul, how's our cannon?" Butyonny lined up. When the gunner in front of the line saw that it was the company commander, the artillery immediately saluted and said, "Captain, don't worry, it's much better than me."

"That's good." Butjungi talked and laughed with everyone, which was his only way to boost morale.

Soon, the army of soldiers in front of him became shorter and shorter. Budyoni stretched his neck and could only see a few vegetable leaves floating on the cauldron. Whenever the spoon was stirred, a few grains of corn would appear in the thin vegetable soup.

Looking at the yellowed soldiers holding lunch boxes next to him, he felt even more uncomfortable. These were the best soldiers. Even without war horses, they were better than ordinary infantry. They were not afraid of death. They were willing to pay for this country, but the country could not even guarantee food.

"Damn it, how long will it take? I don't want to eat these things anymore!"

After a soldier in front of him took a sip of the lunch box, he fell to the ground fiercely. His behavior caused a burst of restlessness. Many soldiers cursed angrily and pointed their spears at Baku behind them, because there was enough food there, but somehow it was never shipped, and he didn't even send reinforcements, but let him They are suffering in the flames of war.

"Maloff, don't do this."

"No, company commander, I've had enough. Why is this!" Malov's heart was cold and he shouted, "We are bleeding and sacrificing, but let's see what we eat?"

"Do you know Tok? Do you know why he died? Because he saw that there were canned beef in the burning Chinese truck, he rushed in and wanted to bring the cans back to everyone to eat. He was on fire. Malov dropped his gun, holding his head and tears in his eyes.

The soldiers stared at the emotional Malov, whose faces were full of helplessness and bitterness. The war has been going on for nearly two years. No one knows how long it will take. What makes them even more sad is that they are bathing in blood to kill the enemy outside, but their families are starving. Is such a war necessary?

Budyonny scooped up the spoonful of vegetable soup and walked to Malov: "But we must live."

"No, I'd rather be hit by a bullet than suffer like this!" Maroff pushed Bujuni away and wanted to leave without looking back, but as soon as he took a step, several planes suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Enemy aircraft!"

"Look for cover, Malov, come back, come back!" Bujoony immediately recognized that the planes on their heads were from Xinhua, because they had come to scout many times before. Fortunately, these were long-range reconnaissance planes that took off from Hamadan, not the bombers mentioned by the soldiers who fled from the front line, but this still aroused everyone's concern, because they had all seen such planes. Small bombs have been dropped.

The soldiers were scared and hidden. Only Malov stood in the center crazily and shouted, "Come on, if you have a bomb, throw it here!"

Seeing that Malov did not listen to the command, Budyonny wanted to rush up and punch this guy a few times, but before he got out of the bunker, one of the planes had passed overhead, and a black spot suddenly rushed out from under the abdomen.

Looking at the black spot flying straight towards him, Malov not only did not feel afraid, but also had a sense of relief. When he saw the black spot getting closer and closer, his pupils suddenly began to dilate until he lost its luster.

Because he saw that the black spot actually dispersed in the air and turned into countless flying pieces of paper, which were sprinkled all over the town like snowflakes.

What is this?

The gunner Paul picked up the piece of paper that fell under his feet. When he saw the words on it clearly, his face suddenly changed!

The Winter Palace in St. Petersburg was breached by the revolutionary army. The whereabouts of the Tsar were unknown. A large number of troops on the European front line in Kiev began to disperse. More importantly, the Baku, which they had protected desperately in the past eight days, has announced that they were not be defended, because 30,000 troops stationed there were transferred to suppress the in the iniquis!

Is this true?

The news brought by the piece of paper began to spread among the soldiers like crazy. Everyone was at a loss. The tsar they desperately protected disappeared, the uprising revolution broke out all over Russia, and the smoke of the civil war had begun to permeate!

Why is it like this?!

Bujuni pinched a piece of paper in a daze. He finally understood why the reinforcements who should have arrived had not come for a long time, and why the officers above had not ordered the bombing of the bridge, because no one wanted to continue to fight at all. Only his own deep front lines were still in his bones.

"The company commander?"

"Captain, we."

When the telegraph took half an hour to finally contact the country through the radio station to confirm the news, the soldiers gathered around one after another, looking at the confused face in front of them, but with a hurry to go home, Bujooney didn't know how to choose.

At this moment, a rapid scream suddenly sounded outside the bunker: "Captain, the Chinese are rushing up again!"

Bujuni quickly walked out of the command post. As soon as he raised the telescope, his face suddenly stiffened. He only saw more than a dozen Chinese tanks slowly coming here, followed by thousands of bent soldiers.

With just a glance, Bujungi knew that he was in big trouble this time, because the obvious experienced veterans who were rushing up on the opposite side. They deliberately left the street and followed the two wings of the tank into a private house to occupy, and then gradually cleared and destroyed them, climbing over the wall and moving forward.

In this way, the firepower of another company stationed in front, which was mainly concentrated in the center of the street, could not hit the Chinese soldiers at all. On the contrary, because of exposure, it was constantly destroyed by tanks, and explosions and smoke spread from the front.

"Paul, aim at those tanks and machine gun groups, give up the center to shoot at the two wings, and the others enter the position and prepare for battle." Bujoone pulled out his gun and shouted to remind everyone, but in the middle of the shouting, he found that there was no answer in his ears. He turned his head and saw that only one or two of the soldiers were standing still.

Malov shook his head and put down the gun.

Paul squatted in the place and put down the gun.

One, two, three.

More and more Russian soldiers stepped out of their positions, put down their guns and raised their hands. The situation in China made them no longer in the mood to fight.

"The company commander, they agreed that as long as we put down the gun, we can go back." The staff of the company handed the piece of paper back to Bujungi's hand, and then pointed to the distance.

Bujony turned his head and saw that the tanks were gradually slowing down, because the companies in front had surrendered and walked out of the trenches and bunkers, and then they were like a flock of driven sheep coming towards them.

On the night of May 23, the 5th Stepping Division of the Xinhua Army, after 8 days of hard fighting, with the help of a pile of pieces of paper, occupied Baku in front of the Ottoman army and put the most fertile pearl of the Caucasus in his arms. More than 30,000 Caucasian Army Group, including Budyoni The line soldiers surrendered.

Unexpectedly, they were allowed to leave with weapons just one day later.

On May 24, two cavalry divisions and two infantry divisions of the Northwest Xinhua Front surrounded Omsk, where 50,000 Russian troops stationed announced their surrender after a day of resistance.

At the same time, Jun, who arrived in St. Petersburg, suddenly rushed into Kronstadt, the seat of the Russian Baltic Fleet, and controlled thirteen warships in one fell swoop, including four Gangut-class battleships and two Queen Maria-class battleships.

26 On the 26th, before Lenin's Bolsheviks, the Mensheviks, united with the Russian Duma St. Petersburg announced the establishment of a Russian provisional political axe.

In the same way, the Russian royalists, led by Prince Supov, Denikin and many other tsar generals, said in Kiev that they would not accept the leadership of the temporary political axe, began to mobilize the domestic army, and asked the Bolsheviks and Lenin to hand over Nicholas II.

The Russian Civil War is on the verge of breaking out!

(to be continued)