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Chapter 2624 Speak with fists

"What, what speech?" The military attaché obviously knew nothing about Churchill's speech. He asked in astonishment, "What kind of speech did he make that would cause you ordinary people to take radical actions against us?"

"Mr. Major," Sokov said coldly, not wanting to waste time talking to the military attaché, "If you want to find out what happened, you'd better go in and ask your ambassador. Ask him if he knows what kind of speech your former Prime Minister, Mr. Churchill, made yesterday during his visit to the United States."

The military attaché hesitated for a moment, then turned around and ran towards the building, apparently intending to ask the ambassador what unfriendly remarks Churchill had made towards the Soviet side, which gave the Soviet side the opportunity to attack and send troops to surround the embassy.

Seeing that the military attaché had left, Sokov said to Yakov, "Yasha, it's too cold outside. Let's go to the duty room at the door. Not only can we keep warm there, but there is also a phone so we can communicate with the outside world at any time."

"Okay, then let's go sit in the duty room first. It won't be too late to come out and deal with it when something happens."

The two entered the duty room and wanted to ask Bezikov to come in and warm himself by the fire, but he refused: "Comrades Generals, I'd better stay outside. If there is any emergency, I can deal with it in time."

Since Bezikov was unwilling to come in, Sokov did not force him. He and Yakov might talk about confidential matters in the room, and it would be inconvenient if Bezikov was around. He nodded and said, "Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, if anything happens, please inform us in time."

After closing the door, Yakov asked, "Misha, how long do you think we will have to besiege for?"

"I don't know." Sokov shook his head and said, "According to my analysis, our superiors ordered us to do this in order to give the British a warning. Once they give in, we will lift the siege. If everything goes well, we should be able to withdraw to the barracks before dark."

"Will the British really admit defeat?" Yakov said cautiously, "Churchill just delivered a harsh Iron Curtain theory in the United States yesterday, and today the British apologized to us and admitted their mistakes. Isn't this tantamount to slapping Churchill in the face? I think it will not be easy to make the British admit their mistakes."

"Now it's a test of who has more patience." Sokov smiled and said, "Anyway, we have plenty of time to waste with them."

Sokov sat by the stove and warmed himself for a while, then thought it would be a waste if he didn't roast something to eat.

What should they roast? Meat is definitely not an option, as it would be inconvenient to add all kinds of condiments after roasting. Sweet potatoes are also not an option, as Russia does not have such crops at all. In later times, sweet potatoes were occasionally sold in Chinese markets, but they were more expensive than meat. Nowadays, the most economical and affordable food is potatoes.

Thinking of this, Sokov stood up and felt in his pocket, and found a few banknotes in it. He held one of the banknotes in his hand, opened the door, and shouted outside: "Someone, someone, come!"

Bezikov was standing not far away. When he heard Sokov's shout, he immediately trotted over and asked respectfully, "Comrade General, do you have any instructions?"

"Comrade Lieutenant Colonel," Sokov handed the banknotes to Bezikov and said, "Please send two soldiers to the nearby military store to buy some potatoes for us."

"Buy potatoes?" Hearing Sokov's order, Bezikov looked at the embassy building in confusion and asked tentatively: "Comrade General, are you going to let our people use potatoes to smash the windows of the embassy building?"

Sokov was amused: "Lieutenant Colonel Bezikov, you are really humorous. Potatoes are for eating, not for breaking window glass. I asked you to buy potatoes for me so that I can roast them. Do you understand?"

"I see, Comrade General." Bezikov realized that he had made a mistake and said a little embarrassedly, "I will send someone to buy potatoes for you right away."

When Sokov retreated back into the room, Yakov asked curiously, "Misha, are you going to bake potatoes in the house?"

"Yes." Sokov pointed to the stove in front of him and said to Yakov, "It's a waste to use such a good stove just for warming the fire. Anyway, we don't have anything to do here, so why not roast some potatoes to fill our stomachs when we're hungry."

After buying the potatoes, Sokov washed them and placed them one by one on the edge of the stove to bake.

After baking for about an hour, a few small potatoes looked cooked. Sokov was about to pick them up to check if they were cooked when he heard a noisy sound coming from outside.

Yakov stood up, opened the door and asked, "Lieutenant Colonel Bezikov, what happened?"

"Report to General Yakov," Bezikov came over and reported, "A dozen British soldiers tried to come out of the building. After being stopped by our soldiers, they were arguing."

"Oh, there was an argument between the British soldiers and our soldiers?" Sokov came over and asked, "Was there any physical contact?"

"Not yet." After saying this, Bezikov couldn't help but ask worriedly: "General Sokov, what should we do if the British soldiers take radical actions?"

"What else can we do? We have to beat them up." Sokov waved his fist and said to Bezikov, "Let those British know who has the biggest fist."

"General Sokov, if our people fight with British soldiers, will it cause an international dispute?"

"Don't worry, Lieutenant Colonel Bezikov, I'll take care of everything." Sokov said with a smile, "If any international disputes are caused, I will bear the responsibility."

"Misha, the soldiers sent by the British to protect the embassy should be the best." Yakov asked worriedly, "If a fight breaks out, can our people win?"

"Yasha, don't worry." Sokov recalled a European Cup in the future, when 200 Russian fans beat 2000 British fans to tears despite being outnumbered. The troops deployed in the British Embassy are the most elite guards of the Soviet Army. If these strong and powerful soldiers cannot beat the British despite being outnumbered, then there is no need for them to stay in the guards. Therefore, in the face of Yakov's concerns, Sokov said confidently: "I believe they will be able to defeat the disobedient British."

"Misha, are you so confident?" "Yes, I am so confident." Sokov took out two hot potatoes and stuffed them into Bezikov's hands: "Comrade Lieutenant Colonel, the temperature outside is a bit low, eat two potatoes to warm yourself up. Also, tell the soldiers that they can use their fists, but never use guns."

Bezikov took the potatoes, thanked Sokov, and ran towards the embassy building, ready to convey Sokov's orders to the soldiers guarding the entrances and exits.

A dozen British soldiers who tried to break out of the building had an argument with the Soviet guards at the door. Both sides used a language that the other side could not understand and cursed at each other. At first, they just cursed at each other, but as they cursed, the British soldiers deliberately used their bodies to hit the Soviet guards to test their bottom line.

The leader of the team was a squad leader. Seeing this situation, he was a little anxious. In order to prevent his men from suffering losses, he wanted to order a counterattack, but he was worried about causing international disputes, so he was a little hesitant. At this time, Bezikov ran over and announced loudly: "Comrades, General Sokov has ordered that if the British continue to provoke, you must fight back with your fists and let them taste our power. However, you can only use your fists, not any other weapons."

The Soviet officers and soldiers who were provoked by the British soldiers were already filled with anger and wanted to teach the British a lesson, but since they had not received orders from their superiors, they could only choose to endure it. At this moment, when they heard Bezikov convey Sokov's order, they immediately began to let go. Although they could not use guns, the soldiers of the guard regiment were also very good at boxing and kicking. They all hit the thick parts of the British soldiers' clothes, which could hurt them without leaving any scars.

Since there were three or four of them against one, the British soldiers who came out to provoke could only hold on for less than two minutes before they fell to the ground groaning.

The military attaché who had ordered these soldiers to make trouble became anxious when he saw his men being beaten down by Soviet officers and soldiers. He shouted at Bezikov, "Mr. Lieutenant Colonel, I want to see your supreme commander and protest to him."

Sokov, who was standing at the door of the duty room, saw the soldiers of the Guards Regiment knock the troublemaking British soldiers to the ground in a few seconds, so he and Yakov walked over slowly.

When the military attaché saw Sokov coming, he immediately shouted at him, "General, I need you to give me an explanation."

Sokov took a peeled potato in his hand, took a bite, and asked, "Major, what kind of explanation do you want me to give you?"

"General, your men relied on their numbers to beat all my men down," the military attaché said angrily. "I strongly protest against your rude behavior. I demand that you apologize to us and severely punish the officers and soldiers who intentionally injured people."

"Major, I just told you that we are here to protect your safety." Sokov sneered, "But you refused to listen and insisted on running outside. My men are only fulfilling their duties to prevent you from leaving the embassy to prevent you from encountering any accidents."

The military attaché didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"Major, I remind you again," Sokov said to the military attaché, "If you stay in the building, nothing will happen. But if you still want to run out, don't blame us for taking severe measures."

After that, Sokov took another bite of the potato and said to Yakov, "Yasha, it's too cold here. Let's go back to the duty room."

The two men just arrived at the door of the duty room, and before they entered, they saw several trucks with tarpaulins coming outside the gate, with a black sedan in front.

After the convoy stopped at the door, the tarpaulin at the rear of the vehicle was opened, and the officers and soldiers of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, armed with live ammunition, jumped out of the carriages and lined up beside the vehicles according to the commander's orders.

"Comrade General, this is a letter for you." A colonel came out of the car, came to Sokov, saluted, and handed an envelope to Sokov.

At the seal of the envelope, Sokov once again saw the red oblate wax block called the wax seal. This wax block is made of rosin and paraffin with pigments, and can be melted by a little heating. When used, it is melted by fire, and a piece is dripped on the seal, and then the seal is stamped. This wax seal is usually used on secret letters or files. Seeing it for the second time today, Sokov realized that there was something important in the envelope.

After opening the envelope, Sokov took out the letter inside and read it carefully.

The content of the letter was very simple, saying that the internal security forces that had just arrived would enter the embassy to search for suspicious persons, and Sokov's task was to strengthen defense to prevent anyone from escaping from the embassy. At the end of the letter, it was also emphasized that if any unidentified person tried to escape from the building, Sokov could order someone to shoot him to death.

After reading the contents of the letter, Sokov said to the colonel of the Ministry of Internal Affairs: "Comrade Colonel, I already know the order. Now you can take people into the building to search. The officers and soldiers outside and I will strengthen the defense and will never let anyone escape from the building."

Although Sokov's rank was much higher than that of a colonel, he only nodded slightly, and then led dozens of officers and soldiers from the Ministry of Internal Affairs through the cordon set up by Sokov and Yakov and swaggered into the embassy building. Although there were British soldiers guarding the door, they had been beaten black and blue in the boxing match just now and had lost the courage to continue fighting. Seeing a group of soldiers with live ammunition rushing into the building, he quickly ordered someone to report to the military attaché, wanting him to handle the matter.

The military attaché, who had just returned to his office, heard from his subordinates that a group of aggressive Russians were about to enter the building. He immediately felt that something was wrong and quickly picked up the phone on the table, dialed a number and said, "Mr. Ambassador, according to my subordinates' report, a large number of Russians are about to break into the embassy. I would like to ask you what to do?"

"Stop them," the ambassador said. "We must not let them break into the embassy."

"Mr. Ambassador, I'm afraid we can't stop them." The military attaché said with a sad face, "The people we just sent out to test the gate were beaten black and blue by the Russians guarding the door. Now there is another group of Russians coming. If I order the soldiers to stop them again, I'm afraid there will be bloodshed."

Hearing what the military attaché said, the ambassador thought for a long time, and then said: "Major, take your men to stop them first, I will go down right away."

When the military attaché learned that the ambassador was going to come in person, he immediately felt like he had found his backbone and quickly agreed, "Okay, Mr. Ambassador, I'll go and stop them right away. But you have to be quick, I can't stop them for too long."

"I understand." The ambassador put down the phone and thought angrily that this military attaché was too cowardly. Seeing that the Russians were about to break into the embassy, ​​he didn't even dare to fart. When he gets in touch with London one day, he will ask them to send another responsible military attaché.

A few minutes later, the ambassador slowly left his office and came to the downstairs entrance.

He soon discovered that the gate was full of Soviet officers and soldiers. His few soldiers were like a lone boat in the sea, surrounded by the enemy. Except for the military attaché who was still negotiating with the leading officer of the enemy, the rest of the soldiers were all panicked. If they were not surrounded and unable to move, I am afraid that many of them would have thrown away their weapons and fled.