Plane Merchant's Dream of a Powerful Country

ps: I worked overtime yesterday, and I wrote very few manuscripts at night, and I was busy all day today, but now I finally made up today's chapter.I'm sorry, dear readers, it's almost the weekend, and Heaven will try to save more manuscripts by then.Also thanks to the reader "larry8888" who voted for 2 monthly tickets to Paradise, and the reader "Gunpowder Gun King" who rewarded Paradise with 100 vertical and horizontal coins, thank you!

The first target plane, the southern region of the Soviet-German battlefield, near the city of Beknur.At this time, the battle situation here is that the German army and the Soviet army are in a stalemate with each other, and no one can do anything to the other. Neither the main force on the front line nor the reserve team has the strength to solve the opponent at once.And because it is located in the southernmost region of the entire Soviet-German battlefield, away from the core position of the Moscow front, the various logistical supplies received here are always the least in the Soviet army in all aspects, sometimes as long as 2 or 3 days. There is no food, and they can only rely on the thick falling snow on the ground to satisfy their hunger.

Balshak is a junior officer of the Soviet Army, and it has been almost three years since he participated in the Great Patriotic War.From a patriotic, family-loving and passionate young man who knew nothing, he became a decisive battlefield veteran.Of course, with luck and courage, he has now been promoted to a battalion commander, with more than 200 people in command, who usually sleep, eat, train and fight together.It is precisely because of the example and charge of a large number of Soviet middle and low-level officers during World War II, coupled with the passion and enthusiasm of the people to defend their homes and the country, that the Soviet army was able to persevere in the harsh situation of increasingly scarce supplies.

However, as the war lasted longer and longer, the situation on our side became worse and worse. The passion and enthusiasm of most people brought less and less food and shells to the front and rear of the boring, dangerous and cruel battlefield. Supplies such as bullets and bullets are gradually fading and depressing in reality.

At this time, most of Balshak's subordinates had become dull-eyed, and they were severely lacking in basic nutrition. They didn't have any thoughts and thoughts of their own. They usually just moved their frozen limbs as much as possible, mechanically. Carry out the orders of the chief.But now, Balshak has to face a very real problem: the food for his troops has been completely eaten up, and the troops have not eaten for three days.

At 10 a.m., inside a cabin near Bek Noor.

"Boom boom boom!" (knock on the door)

"Come in."

"Moros, it's me." Balshak greeted after entering the room.Molos in the room, he is the senior officer who manages the logistics and supplies of his troops.

"Balshak? Why are you here?" Moros asked in surprise.At this time Moros was wearing a thick cotton coat and was baking his hands in front of the wood-burning tin stove.It has to be said that no matter which country's army, the officers in charge of the distribution of logistics materials always have a better life than the people around them.

"If you don't come again, my people will starve to death!" Although he was psychologically dissatisfied with the "luxury" clothes of the other party, but knowing that he came to "beg for help" this time, Balshak forced himself to suppress his temper on the battlefield and tried his best. It may be said gently and lightly.

"There's no more food?"

"Well, it's not been three full days, what's going on?"

"Sorry, Balshak, I really don't have any here. I have urged the higher-ups several times, but now there is no reply."

"What are those bastards in Siberia doing? Are their brains dominated by shit? Don't you know that food is most urgently needed here?"

"Okay, Borshak, you sit down first." Because he has a good friendship with Bolshak and appreciates the courage of the soldiers before him in battle and the ability to command the battlefield, Molos and Bolshak The relationship between China and Croatia is very good, which is also the "reliance" for the latter to come this time.

After Balshak sat down, Molos also sat down and said in a low voice: "I heard the news that there have been hundreds of worker riots in the central part of our country recently, which almost caused a 'second revolution'. It is said that In order to complete the order from above and ensure that the required military supplies can be produced on time, the "production supervision team" sent by Moscow used excessive and violent methods, resulting in many deaths, and the resulting chain reaction."

"Central riots? How is it possible?"

"There is even a lack of food there than here. The trains passing through Siberia basically don't stop there, but to ensure the supply of the front line first. I heard that the workers there can only guarantee one meal a day at most, and they are 'interrupted' from time to time. The accident happened. The reason was that some factories had not provided food for three days, and the supervisory team demanded to continue to work overtime. After the worker representatives raised objections, they opened fire and killed people. It turned into an armed riot with guns seized. "

"What's going on there now?"

"The details are not very clear. However, because the riots there still have a tendency to expand and spread, once they are out of control, they cannot be appeased. Not only can't even guarantee the production of normal military supplies here, but it is likely to endanger the entire front line. So the high-level officials put this All the grain shipped from Siberia for a few days was first sent to the central region for emergency relief.”

"Then you don't want the front line?"

"Bolshak, you should know that our supply priority in the south has always been the worst. There should be some surplus food in the hands of the northern and central theaters."

"But my people haven't eaten for three days. In a few more days, let alone the attack by De Kou, we will starve to death first. Help me find a way, okay?"

"I really don't have any food here, and it's been a day since yesterday."

"Is there really nothing we can do?" The excited Balshak clasped Moros's shoulder with his left hand, shaking vigorously.

"This~~" Moros didn't answer immediately after hearing this, but took out a cigarette from the innermost part of his cotton coat, then glanced at Bolshak, then took out another cigarette and handed it to him with a face full of pain , and finally lit the iron stove flame, sucked it for a while, and then said: "Actually, there are two ways."

"Which two? Tell me!" Hearing the other party say the word "two", Balshak asked a little excitedly.

"The first one, you send troops to rob De Kou."

Hearing Molos's suggestion, Balshak smiled wryly, not to mention the snowflakes in the sky, the deep snow on the ground, and the terrifying cold wind.Just consider that in the hands of your own troops, without enough ammunition and heavy weapon support, to actively attack the German army on the opposite side. Although Borshak doesn't know the specific situation there, he is obviously superior in terms of waiting for work and tanks They will never be too difficult to defend.If the more than 200 people like me really want to do this on their own initiative, no matter whether the result is successful or not, they will end up sending troops without authorization and being shot by the military court.The most important thing is that one's own brothers may not eat, but lose their lives.

"What about the second one?" Balshak asked with a wry smile.

"The second thing~~" Molos frowned, hesitated to speak, and finally said in a low voice: "I heard from the quartermaster of the defense zone behind privately that the Yanhuang Red Party has set up an office there , to coordinate the issue of arms supply (referring to the aided Yanhuang Red Party, the Japanese Kwantung Army’s firearms and supplies seized in the Northeast Campaign). However, the Yanhuang people secretly released news that we bought the arms from them on loan, and they The military enterprises in the region can produce self-made, so they don’t need money first, and we will pay back later. But if they want food supplies, because the food production in the occupied areas is also very tight, they also need to spend money to go to foreign countries and forces They are purchased from smugglers, so we need to exchange them with 'real things', otherwise it is impossible to maintain a long-term and continuous supply of food and food."

"The real thing? What do you mean?"

"Gold, jewelry, oil paintings, sculptures, books, artwork, ceramics, bronzes and other cultural relics, and even good-quality antique furniture are also acceptable."

"This..." Balshak hesitated after hearing this.

"I remember that there is a Tsarist-era manor not far from your defense area. Because the luxurious interior and other atmospheres do not conform to the 'thrifty' principle advocated by our country's high-level officials, it has been sealed up. Although some of the things inside have been removed. But it should remain Download a lot of stuff."

"You let me think about it~~"

"I suggest you, you'd better discuss it with Gryanznuha and Zidan (the officers in charge of the surrounding defense zone). Also, I don't know about this news, and I have never talked to you. Do you understand what I mean? ?”

"Don't worry, I know how to do it!"

After returning to the garrison, Balshak struggled in the wooden room for a long time, and finally saw the soldiers in the trench, whose skin was purple with cold, curled up and shivering, and then thought of the realistic appearance of the cannon in De Kou's hand. Life and death threats, suddenly laughed.For the fate I face every day, I don’t know if I can see the sun tomorrow, maybe it will be glorious in a few minutes.Since you are not afraid of death, what else is there to fear and worry about?That night, he visited the headquarters of Gryanznuha and Ridan overnight. After careful discussions all night, the three finally decided to fuck their subordinates!

In the evening of the next day, in the daily reports sent to their superiors by Balshak, Gryanznuha, and Zidan, they all roughly mentioned and described: "The castle of xxxx was discovered today, and it is suspected that it was hit by German artillery. , and caused the fire to burn. Although our department sent people to rush to put out the fire, due to the long distance and lack of necessary fire-fighting equipment, it was unable to stop the fire from spreading. By evening, the place had turned into a charred ruin."

A few days later, as the "real things" in the castle were being removed one after another, a Soviet-made GAZ truck drove unsteadily to the camp of Bolshak's troops.The Soviet soldiers, who had been so hungry for a long time, immediately swarmed up and climbed into the car, grinning and carrying bags of grain, potatoes, canned food and other daily necessities such as salt from the truck.Then I couldn’t wait to set up a wooden frame, put iron bars horizontally, and hang an iron pot in the leeward and shady place of the position (for fear that the Germans would find out and cause shelling), and boiled potato soup noodles that I hadn’t seen for many years.

An hour later, every Soviet soldier under Balshak was smiling happily while drinking a large bowl full of potato soup gnocchi, or eating carefully, and distributed a large bowl of gnocchi in his hands. A piece of lunch meat.For those who don't know when the war will end and when they will die, a good meal is more beneficial and comforting than a medal.As for Bolshak, after having the same full meal, he was opening one of the large packs of cigarettes that came with the car, and he brought out one of the filter cigarettes. After lighting it, he spit out a smoke ring smartly, and said with emotion: Damn, this is the day God can live!