Far away in Moscow

Chapter 55

After burying their heads and running for a long distance, they came to a slightly open area. The two of them took a breath and looked around, but they were completely lost.Sirens were blared from all directions, and the police yelled through loudspeakers, hissing, crashing, and howling one after another. From time to time, someone helped the wounded companion and hurried away in all directions. The two looked at each other, and unexpectedly returned to the vicinity of the open field battlefield .

The skinhead who was chasing him just now had already run down the stairs. They didn't dare to stay longer, and continued to move forward to the next intersection. Suddenly, they saw a police car in the middle of the road on the left, and the policeman in the driver's seat was facing him. Call on the intercom in the car.The two were overjoyed, waving their arms, running and jumping towards the police car, shouting loudly: "Police! Police! Help!"

The policeman who called out was stunned, dropped the walkie-talkie and got out of the car door, stretched out his left hand to signal them to stop, and put his right hand on the holster around his waist: "Don't move!"

The two had a fight, and hurriedly stood still. Hu Yi took off his hat and raised his hands and shouted: "No fight, no fight! We are Chinese! Students!"

Li Baoqing also threw away his hat and pointed at his black hair: "Chinese, don't fight! Peace!"

In Moscow, the Chinese are relatively law-abiding. Although some petty crimes are unavoidable, they will not easily gather crowds to make trouble, and they rarely participate in such large-scale fights.The policeman's posture relaxed a little, but he still waved his hands vigorously: "Go! Go! Get out of here!"

Li Baoqing pointed behind him repeatedly: "Skinheads, back! Hit us!"

As soon as the rear door of the car was opened, two more police officers came out, one of whom was not wearing a hat and his forehead was covered with blood.He stuffed the blood-soaked handkerchief into his pocket and yelled, "Go! There are more skinheads here! There is no guarantee of your safety!"

Before the words were finished, three Turks ran towards the police car in disgrace from the opposite side, and a dozen bald men waved iron chains and chased after them.The police quickly got into the car and closed the door, huddled in the car and yelled through the loudspeaker: "Everyone stop immediately! Stand still and don't move!"

The bald heads ignored them, and drove the Turks around the police car to rush over. Hu Yi and Li Baoqing were shocked, and when they turned around and saw the bald heads chasing them getting closer, they had to turn around and run down another road.

The two ran for a while without thinking, and suddenly found that there were more and more people around, those with hair and those without hair mingled and fought together like crazy, Hu Yi and Li Baoqing who took off their hats suddenly became very eye-catching Well, when some red-eyed skinheads saw the two of them, they rushed over with strange screams, and the two who were chased straight away had no way to go to the sky and nowhere to go to the earth.

After turning several turns among the low buildings, Li Baoqing was out of breath and sweating profusely, but he still had some strength left.Hu Yi's eyes were staring, his mouth was dry, his legs were weak, and the two lung lobes of his chest were wheezing like a bellows.

Seeing that the skinheads were still chasing after them, two police sirens suddenly sounded from a distance ahead, which sounded a little low and piercing, quite different from the sharp whistles of ordinary police cars.The two looked sideways, and saw several teams of riot police wearing steel helmets and masks and holding steel shields running into the main battlefield in the open space from several directions, waving batons and starting to disperse the crowd.

As soon as the anti-riot police were dispatched, the situation changed immediately. The two warring parties collapsed under the police's completely different levels of force suppression, and fled in all directions.With tears in his eyes, Li Baoqing stretched out his hand to hold Hu Yi who was staggering: "Quick, go to the police!"

"Wait...wait." Hu Yi pointed forward out of breath, and saw that wherever the riot police went, anyone who dared to approach was immediately knocked down with a few sticks and subdued to the ground on the spot.

In some Western European countries, the military and police are often timid and extremely restrained when taking repressive actions, for fear that a slightly heavy shot will leave some media with talk.The Russian police don't care about that at all, and what's more, what's more, what they are facing at this time is not the crowd of citizens demonstrating, but the scene of a large-scale fight between skinheads and foreigners, so they are even more relentless, as if they have been beaten with chicken blood Lively and vigorous, never give a chance to those who dare to approach.

"The police cleared the scene, beat anyone they saw! If you catch them, you can't tell! Don't, don't go there." Hu Yi hoarsely shouted: "Go this way!"

The anti-riot police dispersed the large troops in the center of the venue, rearranged the team a little, and began to slowly advance to the surrounding groups.Many expelled Turks, Azerbaijanis, Georgians, Chechens and skinheads poured into this complex of buildings.

Hu Yi and Li Baoqing ran away in the crowd, when they suddenly heard a drake crying incessantly on the side of the road: "Let go of me! I'm just passing by! Oops! The new clothes my mother bought for me are dirty. It's gone! It's worn out! Please do me a favor! Don't hit me any more!"

Hu Yi took a quick glance at Wuga, who was in a suit and leather shoes, lying on the ground with his head in his hands, and a bald man sitting on him, fisting and bowing from side to side, playing happily.Li Baoqing rushed over and put his foot on the bald shoulder, and shouted at Wuga: "Run!"

The bald head was kicked and turned somersault on his back, Hu Yi followed up and stepped on his face, panting and added: "Quick!"

Wuga lay on the ground crying heartbroken, and suddenly felt light on his body, as if someone had said something.He stopped crying immediately, and boldly turned his head to look, only to see that the bald head who had beaten him just now was lying on the ground, covering his face and moaning in pain, and the surroundings were chaotic and people were running around, and he didn't know who rescued him.He didn't care to think about it, and hurriedly wiped away the tears on his face, and followed several haired figures into an alley.

Hu Yi and Li Baoqing ran tens of meters, and when they looked back, Wuga had already left his original position, but he didn't keep up.

"Where are the others?" Li Baoqing was sweating profusely, looking around anxiously with his hips akimbo.Hu Yi leaned over and pressed his jumping legs, he was so tired that he couldn't speak a word.Just as he opened his mouth wide to take a breath, he saw the bald heads who had been chasing behind him come out from a corner not far away, pointing at the two of them, yelling, and pounced on them again.

"Why is it endless?!" Li Baoqing tugged at Hu Yi: "Get up! Run!"

Hu Yi staggered for dozens of meters with his head drooping, his calf almost twisted, and he nearly fell several times.In a trance, Li Baoqing pointed to the front and shouted: "Ahead! Ahead! Road!"

Hu Yi looked up and saw a wide road not far away.He gritted his teeth and ran after Li Baoqing, and came to the side of the road in one breath, holding Li Baoqing's shoulder and gasping for breath.

"Where are you going?" Li Baoqing shouted.Hu Yi's eyes were dim, and he could only see the dark crowds on the left and right sides. He couldn't distinguish the situation for a while, so he simply pointed to the opposite side of the road: "Cross the road!"

Many years later, many Chinese netizens like to call the brave Russians the "fighting nation".In fact, due to the high penetration rate of higher education in Russia, although the vast majority of ordinary people are brave by nature, they are not rough and aggressive.Compared with the half-joking nickname of "fighting nation", the Russians have two characteristics that are world-famous: they love to drink strong alcohol and drive fast cars.

The vehicles on the road in front of you are a living example.It was obviously a two-way, eight-lane ordinary urban road, but the signal lights were a little farther apart, but it felt like being driven off the expressway by the old man.Drivers raced after each other, as if trying to make up for some time lost to an inefficient bureaucracy.

"Crossing the road?" Li Baoqing hesitated for a while, the cars in front of him shuttled back and forth one after another with the accelerator on, which was really scary.Looking behind him, seven or eight bald heads chased him within ten meters, and their ferocious faces were clearly visible.

"Let's go!" Hu Yi saw the timing and rushed down the sidewalk first.Li Baoqing followed closely behind, and the two of them dodged among the speeding vehicles, like dexterous rugby players avoiding the opponent's pursuit and interception, running, stopping, giving way, and turning in one go, and snaked forward all the way straight to the opposite side.

The drivers on the road hardly had time to react. The fast ones honked their horns and whizzed by, while the slower ones were frightened and furious, but they didn't forget to yell at them. Unfortunately, most of the swear words are gone with the wind and can be spread to the public. There were only a few sporadic endings in the ears of the two of them.

The two men in a state of embarrassment leaped onto the sidewalk with the momentum of a [-]-meter crossing the line, staggered and looked back, only to see that the skinhead who was chasing them was still standing across the road and staring at them stupidly, with no intention of catching up at all. .

Russians don’t easily jaywalk. Even vicious skinheads are required to abide by traffic rules since they were young. When crossing the road, they have to use an underground passage.The bald heads on the opposite side had probably never crossed such a wide and fast-moving road, so they had to sigh in front of the endless traffic, not daring to cross the road.

Hu Yi and Li Baoqing looked at each other and laughed.In their childhood, the number of cars in their hometown cities was still very small, and traffic laws and signal lights were basically used to restrain all kinds of vehicles.For many pedestrians, especially naughty and bold children, crosswalks are purely non-existent and jaywalking is commonplace.

The country is easy to change, but the nature is difficult to change, and the habits formed since childhood are difficult to change.Although the number of motor vehicles in domestic cities expanded rapidly after entering middle school, many children who grew up in that era still often walk through the traffic at will.

Since the two came to Russia, they tried their best to do as the Romans do in all aspects, and obeyed the traffic rules when crossing the road. successfully escaped.

"Hahaha, a bunch of idiots! Hahahaha!" Li Baoqing laughed wildly, waved his fists and shouted across the road, "You son of a bitch! Come here if you can!"

(End of this chapter)