There is no suspense in the battle results. If nothing unexpected happens, the two infantry battalions that Liang Bozefu devoted to this attack will be wiped out. Moreover, Liang Bozefu no longer has to worry about deserters and cowards, and no one can survive this bloody battlefield.

Based on the current bad situation, the military representatives of the Mensheviks and the Cadet Democratic Party felt that he should make things difficult for Liang Bozef. The damn colonel had not given them any face just now, and it was time to fight back.

The two representatives found Liang Bozefu with a arrogant and contemptuous expression and said sarcastically: "Mr. Colonel, what do you think of the coming failure?"

fail?

Anger erupted in Liang Bozefu's heart - when he had already grasped the key to opening the door of victory, these two eyes-free idiots actually thought he would fail? What else is more intolerable than this? But in the end, Liang Bozefu still controlled his anger and did not show it.

He raised his head and said proudly: "The brave and fearless warriors have achieved initial results and will soon win. The Bolshevik Rebellion is the loser."

Because they were too shocked by this answer, the two military representatives were stunned for a while. In any case, they did not see any results. The Bolsheviks had many results. The more than a thousand twisted corpses on the battlefield proved this very well.

They could not see the reason why Liang Bozefu would win. If it weren't for their ears, it would be that the idiot colonel in front of him was so frightened that he was completely mentally ill. Of course, before reaching this conclusion, they first need to confirm.

"You mean... win? Colonel. Did we hear it wrong?"

"We are about to win this battle, which is an irrefutable fact." Liang Bozefu continued to try to control his anger. He turned his eyes from the two representatives to the battlefield, pointing to it and said proudly: "Gentlemen, our soldiers are moving forward bravely. Haven't you seen it?"

"We only see you let our soldiers be quickly exhausted in the enemy's fire net." The two representatives raised their voices in anger, trying to wake up Liang Bozefu, who was already nervous.

What they could see was that although the brave soldiers were trying to climb the city wall or shooting at the enemies on it. But in contrast to their insignificant resistance, the Bolsheviks were too fierce, and it was only a matter of time before the soldiers under the city wall died under their crossfire net.

So, it is impossible to win!

The two representatives confirmed this fact again, and at the same time they further confirmed that Liang Bozefu was indeed not clear enough about the current situation on the battlefield, even though he kept looking there.

"We will invest in three more infantry battalions!" The stubborn colonel issued the order again. It must be noted that this order is exactly the same as the order he issued before. In addition to adding another battalion troops.

Of course, his orders were rightly angered the two representatives of the Mensheviks and the Cadets, "Enough, Colonel! We will not continue to let you take the lives of soldiers as a joke! Stop it all right away!"

Liang Bozef was even more angry than these two. He had only one thought in his mind. Two infantry battalions could rush under the Kremlin wall, and those three infantry battalions could take down the city wall. As long as the obstacles of the city wall were broken through, his troops would sweep across the Bolshevik defenders!

At this kind of victory, two damn politicians were at their fingertips at his command. He felt that he was the one who had reason to be angry - these damn laymen, damn cowards, idiots and idiots who didn't know how to fight. It was because of your indulgence that we were on the front line and turned Russian soldiers into cowards and cowards! In the end, Russia fell into chaos!

Liang Bozef widened his blood-red eyes and glared at the two representatives. After a brief silence, he suddenly roared: "Damn idiots! Shut up! Now I am commanding the battle! You can't let nonsense here! Now I will warn you one last time. Either shut up or get out, otherwise I will implement Prime Minister Kerensky's battlefield discipline and shoot you directly on the charge of disrupting the morale of the army!"

The representatives of the Mensheviks and the Cadets were completely stupid. They had no idea why Liang Bozef was so crazy. He dared to threaten them. You were just a bullshit colonel. If we hadn't granted you power, you would be nothing! And now, you dare to threaten us ungratefully? OK, very good, very good!

The representatives of the Mensheviks and the Cadet Democratic Party did not argue with Liang Bozef or warn him. The two of them left and returned directly to the headquarters of the National Rescue Revolutionary Committee - it was time for a person with a normal mind to be the commander of the Moscow Military Region!

Liang Bozefu didn't know that his official hat was in danger. At this moment, he only had the Kremlin opposite in his mind. No matter how much he paid, he would conquer this damn palace.

"The commander who shot the artillery!"

He issued this bloody order without any doubt, so that his staff thought there was something wrong with his ears. They asked hesitantly: "Sir, are you saying that you are going to shoot the commander of the Preparatory Artillery Battalion?"

"Nonsense!" Liang Bozefu roared angrily, waving his fists and screamed: "This idiot actually watched our young man being massacred by the enemy, but his artillery fire support was as unsatisfactory as an old lady peeing! Since that's the case, what's the use of keeping him!"

The staff looked at Liang Bozefu in amazement. To be fair, the artillery had already worked very hard. They were trying hard to suppress the Bolsheviks on the city wall, but the power of the infantry cannons they equipped was too limited. For the city wall several meters thick, they could only tickled.

In other words, this is not a problem with the commander, but a problem with the equipment itself. It is too far-fetched to shoot an innocent person for this reason even if it is not a careless person.

"This... Colonel, we think the problem is not the artillery commander..."

Before the staff officer finished his words, he was interrupted by Liang Bozefu. He said in a muffled voice: "It's not the commander's problem? Then according to your opinion, it's because our artillery has a problem, right?"

Before the staff members could answer this question, Liang Bozefu issued an order on his own: "This is easy to do! Then shoot these unqualified artillery soldiers!"

The staff members were frightened. Their original intention was to save an unlucky unlucky man. But who would have thought that their commander-in-chief would be so... so unreasonable. He was preparing to shoot all the artillery madly. My God, is this what a normal person would do?

At this moment, the staff and the two military representatives who left Fuxiu came to a unified conclusion - Colonel Liang Bozefu was already crazy and completely mentally ill. Seeing that he was pitiful, he should send a normal person to replace this madman!

Unfortunately, the voices in the hearts of the staff will not come true, and no one will replace Liang Bozefu, at least not for the time being. So the choice they have to face is: to save an artillery battalion commander or save an artillery battalion.

This multiple-choice question is not difficult at all. If you lose an artillery battalion commander, you can find someone to take over his position. But if all the artillery soldiers are dead, then who will operate those artillery?

With Liang Bozefu's current mental state, after killing all the artillery soldiers, if the artillery fire support still cannot satisfy him, and if the next attack still fails, will this crazy colonel count the responsibility on these innocent staff members? Will he issue an order to shoot them all?

This is very likely, so for the sake of wealth and life, the staff immediately made a choice: "Col. We don't have more artillery. If we shoot all artillery, we will lose artillery support... So we think that if we must hold the artillery responsible, it is better to start with their commander!"

Liang Bozefu nodded with satisfaction, waved his hand and said, "Then do what you want and shoot that unqualified commander!"

When did this become what we mean?

The staff members are as disgusting as if they had eaten a fly. All of this is your order from Liang Bozefu. Why should we take the blame? However, no staff member dares to ask Liang Bozefu to judge him. God knows whether this lunatic will start a massacre immediately!

The artillery battalion commander was very tragic. He was shot dead by the military police without saying a word. This thundering method greatly shocked all the artillery and the officers who were about to launch the third round of offensive. They were very worried about their fate. It is very likely that if they did not die at the hands of the Bolsheviks today, they would also die at the hands of this cold-blooded and ruthless executioner colonel.

"What should we do?" the officers asked in fear.

Unfortunately, no one can answer this question. Because Liang Bozefu has issued an attack order. The military police and the supervisory team have pointed their guns at the offensive troops that are about to embark on the journey and uh, the offensive troops that are about to enter hell. As long as they dare to retreat, they will be killed without mercy!

"I still think that this operation is too risky." Ye Ruofu frowned and expressed his concern to Mikoyang. "We only have more than a thousand people and are still short of guns and ammunition. Before we get close to the Kremlin, the White Army will kill us all!"

But Mi Gaoyang heard nothing. He was distracted, his eyes were half closed, and he stared blankly at the dark road ahead, while his left hand gently patted his thigh. At this time, he could not hear anyone's voice, so for granted no response.

Ye Ruofu stopped speaking and stood quietly aside, waiting for Migoyang to return to normal. Because Migoyang always likes to think about some problems and make plans. This period of time is very important to him. If anyone dares to interrupt his thinking, the result will definitely not be particularly optimistic.

So Ye Ruofu shut up his mouth tactfully. He had already learned about Mi Gaoyang's power just now, and he didn't want to continue to make trouble for himself. He still had time to convince Mi Gaoyang, at least he could wait for the other party to finish thinking about that question.

Ye Ruofu has enough patience to wait. He can stand beside Mikoyang like a sculpture, waiting for dozens of minutes, or even two or three hours without saying a word. He can do this easily. However, waiting quietly does not mean that he will not be curious, think, or guess the issues Mikoyang is considering.

In fact, Ye Ruofu wanted to know what Mikoyan was planning, especially at this moment: the young volunteers lacked armed forces, no cover, no reinforcements, and thousands of fully armed white soldiers and non-commissioned officers in front and on both sides. It is certain that if they continue to advance and approach the Kremlin, the ending will be very tragic.

Ye Ruofu didn't want to die at all, at least he didn't want to die foolishly. He wanted to dissuade Mi Gaoyang from dispelling his crazy plan. But his side attack just now had no effect at all. It was obvious that Mi Gaoyang would not give up his plan.

Ye Ruofu also began to think nervously, trying to find a very convincing excuse to let Migoyang give up the idea of ​​continuing to move forward. Unfortunately, Ye Ruofu did not have enough time to complete his thinking.

After only a while, about a few minutes, the correspondent who went to the General Administration of Posts and Telecommunications came back and interrupted his and Migoyang's thoughts.

The correspondent said: "We have contacted Vladimirsky and learned that we will go to support us. Comrade Vladimirsky expressed great welcome..."

Ye Ruofu sneered at this. If he was surrounded by heavy white troops, he would have welcomed the stupid reinforcements to come and help. However, he really didn't want to be a stupid reinforcement. He was determined to take this opportunity to do Migoyang's work again.

"Comrade Mikoyang..."

Ye Ruofu just opened one end, and then he found that Migoyang ignored him at all. Instead, he asked the correspondent: "Did Comrade Vladimirsky tell me about the situation in the Kremlin?"

The correspondent said respectfully: "According to your request, I specifically asked this question. Comrade Vladimirsky told me that the Kremlin was being attacked by the enemy, judging from the density of gunfire and artillery fire. The enemy's main force was besieging there..."

When Ye Ruofu heard this, he was anxious and interrupted, "Comrade Mikoyang, you have heard that the enemy's main force is besieging the Kremlin. If we continue to move forward there, we will inevitably be attacked by the enemy. With our current forces, this approach is tantamount to self-destruction, so..."

Mikoyan still ignored Ye Ruofu. It seemed that he had not noticed that this person was speaking at all, and he asked on his own: "Can Comrade Vladimirsky contact the Kremlin?"

"The telephone line was cut off by the enemy, but when Comrade Andre Petrovic left, he left a radio station. Comrade Vladimirsky said there was no problem with the contact!"

The correspondent said while handing over Vladimirsky to him SCR-300 radio station to Migoyan: "This is what Comrade Vladimirsky asked me to hand it over to you..."

Migoyang couldn't wait to set up the SCR-300. He did not contact Vladimirsky directly, but instead found Li Xiaofeng directly.

"Is the Kremlin?" Migoyan could feel how intense the battle was going through the noisy guns in the earpiece. He raised his voice and shouted loudly: "Is the Kremlin? This is Migoyan, please Comrade Andre Petrovic answer the phone!"

There was another violent sound of shelling. Even through the earpiece, Ye Ruofu could feel the landslide and crack. He approached Migaoyang and begged: "Comrade Migaoyang, you have heard it. The enemy's artillery fire is quite fierce. It is only a matter of time before the fall of the Kremlin is done. We should make other plans..."

Mi Gaoyang glared at him angrily, raised his hand and pushed him away, and pressed the receiver hard to put it on his ear, as if he wanted to stuff his ear into the receiver.

Finally, when the shelling came to an end, the noise on the phone dropped a lot. At this time, Mi Gaoyang heard Li Xiaofeng clearly: "Comrade Mi Gaoyang, I am Andre Petrovic, what's wrong with you?"

Li Xiaofeng's calm tone made Mi Gaoyang feel relieved. The fierce artillery fire just now really made him a little worried. If Li Xiaofeng really couldn't stand it, his plan would be ruined. However, Li Xiaofeng's voice is stable now, and it doesn't seem like he is going to be finished. He even has a sense of being shocked, which makes him feel much more relieved.

"Comrade Andre, I am determined to lead the young volunteers to reinforce you when you heard that you have recaptured the Kremlin. Now please tell me, how is the situation in the Kremlin?"

"The situation here is very good," Mi Gaoyang felt that Li Xiaofeng's voice was too relaxed, and he seemed to have not taken the enemy's siege seriously. "We have repelled the enemy's two attacks and killed thousands of enemies. Now the enemy is launching a third attack without knowing whether to die, but we will kill them all soon!"

Ye Ruofu, who was standing by, didn't believe in every word Li Xiaofeng said: he killed thousands of enemies. He knew too well what the Kremlin defenders and workers' Red Guards were. He could only defend the Kremlin. At this time, someone must have pretended to be calm and tried to fool them to go to reinforcements.

So when Migoyan put down the receiver, he couldn't wait to say: "Andre Petrovic must be lying. With his little force, he could not defend the Kremlin at all. He wanted to deceive us to go to death! We must not be fooled!"

Migoyang glanced at Ye Ruofu strangely. The amount of information contained in this look was too large, including sarcasm, disdain, contempt and pity.

"Comrade Andre did not let us go to the Kremlin. He said that we did not need our reinforcements. He hoped that we would go to the General Administration of Posts, Telecommunications and Telephones to meet with Vladimirsky and Comrade Pjanitsky, after sorting out the armed forces, cooperate with him to wait for an opportunity to launch a counterattack..."

PS: Sorry, the update was late. I got drunk last night and lay in the hospital all night. I had a headache...
Chapter completed!