Rebirth of the National Marshal

"Then this will be fun. Send a telegram to the rear and ask them to send infantry as soon as possible. We are armored troops and do not have the time to take over the entire city. Besides, we are running out of gasoline. Let the remaining brothers occupy the main streets of the city and issue a curfew. The rest of the matter is not our business. Leave it to the infantry. I'm really exhausted. I haven't eaten all day. Leave a few people behind. The rest will let these Soviet civilians cook for us. If anyone refuses to cook, just use machine guns to talk to them." The squad leader said a few words and leaned back to rest.

I'm so damn tired today. Although we also trained all day without rest before, training is of course different from the real battlefield. Now I'm really tired. I don't have any strength in my body. If I find a bed, I will definitely sleep for more than ten hours.

"Don't worry! All the newbies can do this in the beginning. How can these Russians know how to work honestly? I will let them know where they should go. Don't they all want to go to heaven? I will help you to be liberated today." Since we have arrived in foreign territory, and the commander-in-chief has also said that these Russians were ruthless when they killed us in the past, now our luck has turned, and the machine guns we have can make their people cook for us, so we have to return them, right? And we are just asking you to cook. We have not caused any massacre, the commander-in-chief said, killing is what the dumbest people do, let them build railways for us.

"How can you ask me to cook for you invaders? I can't do it unless you kill me." A Russian lady wearing a red armband said. It seems that this person should be a government employee. How can she have such a strong sense of patriotism?

boom! !

The sound of gunfire not only scared the Soviet civilians, but also scared the other security soldiers. If they were killing people on the battlefield, it would not matter, but now they were killing civilians. They had not been taught such things in the education they received since childhood. They were not a group of bullies, but a group of ordinary people. Asking them to kill civilians was something they could not do.

"Don't you guys want to cook? If so, I don't mind teaching you with a few more bullets. If you have nothing to do now, go back and make a pot of potato and beef soup. I heard that you Soviet people love this the most. Let's try a fresh taste. If you don't have beef, go to our quartermaster." The squad leader blew at the muzzle of his gun viciously, as if to say one more word, I wouldn't mind giving you a bullet. These Soviet women immediately had no other ideas and ran home to get out some tools and quickly cooked for them. They also took out some treasured things from their homes that they usually didn't want to eat. These demons had just said that if anyone hid food, they would definitely kill them.

"You guys? What's with that expression? Didn't the commander-in-chief say that they killed a lot of our people back then? You have to understand now that we are the masters now and we don't have to kill people. But we can't keep those people who don't cooperate with us and don't work for us. We've been running all day, do we still have to eat those canned beef? Of course we have to eat some hot meals. These women have nothing to do, so why don't we let them cook?" Although they felt that the squad leader's theory was a bit unreasonable, no one refuted his words now. Anyway, they all wanted to have a hot meal. The further north they went, the colder it was. They couldn't even feel warm in their bodies, so they didn't say anything about the hot beef soup.

"I will beat you bastards to death, you damn invaders." Just as the squad leader finished speaking, a Russian man came up with a piece of wood and knocked a soldier down with one blow. If he hadn't been wearing a helmet on his head, there would have been blood.

"Fuck your grandma, there are really people who don't care about their lives. Let's pick up a weapon and beat him." A soldier next to him killed the Russian man with the butt of a rifle, and he fell to the ground and couldn't get up. Although this Soviet man was strong, he was scared when he came out. He just relied on his bravery. Compared with regular soldiers, he didn't have much combat effectiveness at all.

"Hang this guy up and starve him to death. Let everyone in this city know that they cannot do any harm to us. If they do any harm, this will be the result. Let them know that resisting us will not end well." A soldier was originally ready to take out his gun and shoot this guy, but the squad leader chose another way. He wanted to put fear in these Russians so that they would know that we Chinese are not easy to bully. We Chinese can also kill decisively. As long as you cause harm to us, we will also endanger your lives and make you die in the most painful way.

In fact, there were still many Russians on the street who wanted to come out to resist. But when they saw that vicious guy directly hanging one of their compatriots, in such weather, with his upper body naked and only wearing thin pants, he might be frozen to death in one night, and how long could he last without food or water?

Although it is said that where there is oppression there is resistance, those who resist will also judge the situation. Now more and more Chinese soldiers are coming in. At the beginning, there were only dozens of tanks and a few thousand people, but now there are more than ten thousand people. If they resist again, I don’t know how powerful they are.

"Tell these young soldiers to take a short rest after eating and drinking. We still have a lot of things to do. Immediately gather all the vehicles in the city and move all the factories and banks away. Don't leave even a screw as long as it can be moved away. We need these things in the rear. As for those Russians, hurry back to build the railway." According to Qiu Qingquan, this was the rhythm of emptying the entire city. This was also the order given to him by Mao Yuanshan. He wanted everything and didn't mind anything.