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995 People's Resentment Boils

Just when the public trial meeting was at its peak, a team of cavalry came in Sandaogou, and the direction of them should be the location of the landing field.

The leader of the Far East is the boss Xiang who is engaged in arms trading. In fact, his real identity is the person in charge of the Far East of the CIA. He has already started to collect information from the Far East in a planned manner two years ago.

Boss Xiang’s real name is Xiang Defu, and he was recruited by Wang Huaiyuan when he first established the prison hall. After years of testing his loyalty, he was unspeakable.

After confronting the code words with the Rangers of the Volunteer Army, Boss Xiang was quickly brought to Master Long, saluted Defu Lizheng and said, "Please move with him, there is an emergency military information to deliver it..."

The two walked to the command center and said nervously to Defu, "The battle in Qingdao gold mine has begun. When I took a boat north, the battle situation was approaching the end, and the situation was not optimistic..."

"The two battalions of the Russian army were all elite troops drawn from the Far East, and there was no servants from other ethnic groups. My ship dared not get too close, so I could only judge the situation on the battlefield by the sound of artillery and the fire on the island..."

"I stayed ten kilometers north of Qingdao for a day. In the evening, our detailed work in Vladivostok finally sent the latest information. Qingdao gold mine has been occupied by the Russian army, and no miners have been found to escape..."

Master Long frowned and said, "All dumplings were made? Didn't they come out alive?"

"There should be survivors. Although these Rakshasa ghosts are cruel and bloodthirsty, they are vast and sparse in the Far East. They also need the population to provide services to them. I think a certain number of prisoners should be sent out to do hard work... In addition, when I unloaded the goods for the last time, they would be scattered and hidden in gold mines and caves, so that a group of people can survive..."

"Vladivostok is only more than 100 kilometers away from Sandaogou. It is too dangerous for us to come here every day!"

Mr. Long pushed open the map and calculated carefully for a while. "The defeated soldiers had no war horses, so they could only escape to other checkpoints by foot. After Vladivostok got the news that the Sandaogou military camp was broken, it would take a certain time to assemble the army...Three days, we should have three days left..."

Xiang Defu said anxiously, "General, three days are not long. We must take advantage of the last chance to block the mountain with the snow, otherwise we will not be able to survive this winter. The low temperature of more than 30 to 40 degrees below zero is more terrifying than the Russians..."

"Not only that, General, you have changed the Prime Minister's strategy without authorization, which has caused great trouble to the rear. More than a thousand Russian troops were annihilated in an organization, which will inevitably cause a huge international shock and a protracted diplomatic war, which is very unfavorable to us..."

"Evacuate the general, break the whole and lurk quickly. When the rear is not ready for a decisive battle, we can no longer engage in battle of this scale. Now the first priority is to survive the cold winter in front of us, and there will be opportunities for us to fight in the future!"

Master Long was not stubborn. He understood what Xiang Defu said. He hesitated for a moment and nodded. "You have a good analysis. I am indeed impatient in this battle. I know what to do!"

At this moment, a roar suddenly broke out at the distance at the public trial scene. The public trial meeting finally reached the most critical moment. The crime-ridden battalion commander, who was hit by a piece of stone, was bleeding from the scene.

Before, the public trial of soldiers and low-level officers was just an appetizer, and the trial of senior officers was the highlight. The people who had been mobilized were completely trapped in mass madness. They were not afraid of consequences. At this moment, they were too lazy to even take evidence to reprimand. The heads at the public trial have already inspired the wildness of the outsiders.

"It's him... he's the culprit... he's killed him... he eats his meat..." The crowd swarmed up, and after a rain of stones, countless people rushed up, rushing the volunteers who were controlling the situation.

Master Long was shocked and hurriedly took people over to maintain order. But it was too late. Thousands of people lost their minds and did not listen to your persuasion. Moreover, these are the people who need to be fought for, so you can't hurt them.

"Splitting the crowd and calm them down..." Master Long picked up a half-aged child and threw it behind him. Then the volunteers who were resting and watching the fun on the bonfire ran over and dragged and drove the people behind him.

It took half an hour for the crowd to recover slightly. After everyone saw the tragic situation in the core circle, even the soldiers with the best psychological quality could not help but feel disgusted.

There was no Red Bearded Battalion Commander. There were only a few bones and a pool of blood on the ground. Then look at the scarlet mouths of the people around him, and people knew what had just happened.

"The public trial ends here... Let the people evacuate and calm down! What happened? How could this happen?" Master Long murmured to himself, but he remembered a story that Xiao Letian told him before.

During the Chongzhen period of the late Ming Dynasty, Yuan Chenghuan was wrongly accused of being imprisoned and sentenced to Lingchi. On the day when the execution was executed, thousands of people in the capital were watching the court and beheaded the traitors.

On the execution ground, the executioner cut a piece of meat, and the people paid for it to eat raw food. In an instant, the meat was sold out. The five internal organs were then cut off and sold. The people could buy it, swallow it raw with soju, and blood flowed from the teeth and cheeks...

Master Long couldn't help but shivered and said in his heart, "Prime Minister, what kind of demon are you going to release? When dealing with the wronged ones, these people were so frenzy. From now on, we will deal with the real alien race, the Rakshasa ghosts with deep hatred in the sea of ​​blood. Wouldn't these people all become evil ghosts in hell?"

"We must never continue like this. In the future, all public trial meetings must maintain order, and even if we kill people, we must not take action on the spot. We must start surgery in batches... Mom, I am afraid of these ordinary people!"

Thinking of this, Master Long shouted, "Messenger! Assemble the team, we set off immediately. All company commanders come to my command center to gather to collect their own combat areas, and collect their own supplies in the afternoon. At the latest, all troops will be deported tomorrow..."

"Baishan Black Water...we are here!"

The long long march of the Far East Volunteers ignited the first fire in Sandaogou. Later history books praised and criticized the battle. All historians and military strategists believed that the initial battle commanded by Xiang Shaolong could only be calculated as sixty, but it was just a passing level.

Strategically, it was obvious that the decisive battle should not be held too early, but Xiang Shaolong chose to fight.

Tactical, the Marine Corps and the Japanese samurai did not fully integrate, but Xiang Shaolong still chose a mixed organization.

Even in the post-war civil affairs, there were chaotic scenes of eating Rakshasa ghosts alive, which showed that he was not fully prepared for civil affairs.

There are many mistakes, but people have to admit that it is precisely Long Ye’s imperfection that creates very perfect drama.

A hundred years later, when the era of the booming film and television industry came, the classic bloody battles of the Far East Volunteers were the favorite subjects of all directors. In that era, Long Ye's fame even overwhelmed Xiao Letian.
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