Tomorrow's Ark, the journey of hardcore and ruthless people

"There's a big difference, but the ones that are most capable of fighting are far inferior to those of the Tribal Army." Conman was silent for a while, "However, I need to say one more thing. Regardless of whether they can fight or not, the imperial army's ability to destroy is absolutely unmatched. "

"What do you mean?"

"Do you know what happened to the place where the imperial army retreated in the current Don River Valley? You should listen to it, so that you won't put them into the Dragon Gate even if you beat them to death."

PS: Everyone in Zhouyou can be regarded as a guard, and the "Royal Guard Academy" is the best embodiment.As we all know, the Sir of the police force and the British infantry sergeant should be in the same class.After all, bagpipes always copy Chen Sir's homework ()

Chapter 11 The Science of Hate

"The Ursus Empire was a large country with a huge feudal component, and was armed with modern science and technology and war machines. This gave it both the 'rightful' ideology to commit horrific atrocities and the ability to carry out terrorist destruction. the power of."

This is what Kang Mande said to Shi Huaiya and Chen Huijie who was already at the door.

At this time, thousands of kilometers west of Longmen, in the valley of the Ursaston River, Zubachev, political commissar of the 4nd Division of the Motorized Rifle of the 62th Army of the San Junbao Front Army of the Nationalist Army, was looking at the man wearing the uniform of an imperial officer in front of him. Cossacks.It was late at night at Longmen, but it had only been dark here.The electric light in the tent illuminated the officer who was riding a horse at night.

This Lieutenant Colonel Voronovsky is not tall, but very strong, wearing a well-tailored military overcoat and officer's belt, he shook his straight shoulders; Hu flashed a smile below: "I hope I am talking to the commander of the National People's Army. Please allow me to briefly talk about my life experience first, and then talk about the mission I came to you to complete. In the past, I A Cossack nobleman who was a captain in the tsarist army. At the beginning of the Civil War, he served in the 117th Cossack Infantry Regiment. Now, I am the commander of the Serdobsk Regiment in the Imperial Army. Although I am in the Imperial Army, but I have been waiting for the opportunity to come to your side, to join the camp fighting against the imperial gang..."

The commander of the 62nd Mobu Division sneered: "Master Cossack, you have waited long enough."

The Cossack Lieutenant Colonel's lips moved: "Yes, I want to atone for my sins in front of Ursus and the Cossacks. Not only do I have to defect here - this could have been done long ago, but I also have to bring the entire army over. Those in the army The core members were all deceived by the empire, went astray, and participated in this fratricidal war."

The division commander smiled and said, "We were here last year, and we just evacuated a few months ago. During that time, the Empire was not here. And now you are not interested in hanging our single personnel from trees? "

Lieutenant Colonel Voronovsky wiped the sweat from his brow with his sleeve, blushed like a big girl, and hurriedly said: "Comrade Colonel, of course you may have some doubts about me and what I said... . . . I am in your position, and of course I would have the same thought. Allow me to prove it to you with facts... with irrefutable facts..."

The division commander smiled more clearly: "No, Mister Cossack. You previously hid under the cover of our army's mass discipline, treated us with indifference, covered the bandits and imperial detachments that attacked us, and kept silent while we searched for them. Now You were so bullied by the army you originally supported that you couldn’t survive—why do we have any sympathy for you?!”

The face of Lieutenant Colonel Cossack darkened, and he said hesitantly: "Comrade Colonel, you must know that we still have an integrationist regime here, but there is no integration movement. You must know that we are not flying the double-headed eagle flag. It's still a red flag. Even when talking, young people, our disobedient bastards, still call each other 'comrade'!"

Zubachev, who was originally responsible for singing the red face, finally couldn't help it anymore and interjected: "Are you trying to find a way to build relationships now? It's too late! We know that you used to like to escort our captured people through various Cossack villages and wait until the Don River. There are only a few prisoner-of-war camps left nearby - well, the imperial army doesn't need to kill the prisoners, the Cossacks can pretty much do it themselves!

"Now you are thinking about our kindness again, thinking about the strict discipline of the militia, no robbery, no rape, no killing of prisoners, and caravans bringing cheap and good goods? Pooh! I tell you, don't think you What qualifications do you have to negotiate conditions! Your group of people is worthless in our eyes, even if all the Cossacks are still stubbornly standing on the side of the two-headed chicken, we can still send you and the master of St. Jun Castle Behold the God in whom you believe!"

The lieutenant colonel's face almost turned pale.But at this time Zubachev suddenly changed the subject: "Even so, we believe that your intention to cooperate with us now is sincere."

The Tatar Village where the headquarters of the 62nd Motorized Rifle Division is now located is a large village on the east bank of the Don River. However, there are no lush apple trees, no Cossacks' barns and orchards here, only a pile of ashes and ruins. , the streets are overgrown with wormwood and deserted.

With the help of the imperial army, the local civilians have successfully transformed from rich peasants to proletarians.Wrapped in rags and barefoot, they sat silently among the ruins of their homes.In a deep ditch on the bank of the river, the Tribal Army commanders and fighters found many dead bodies-all women, old people and children.And all are highly rotten.

When the imperial army's tyranny provoked the first wave of resistance, this place also experienced ups and downs-but the imperial army was not the tribal army.Men here either died of repression or were forcibly conscripted into the army.Later, the imperial army believed that the guerrillas were in collusion with the villagers of the Tatar village, so the security forces burned the entire village, burning and shooting about one-tenth of the civilians.And for as long as three months, the imperial army did not allow local residents to collect the remains of their family members-this move was to use these corpses to serve as an example to others.

When it was time to retreat, the commanders of the various armies ordered the troops to take away and destroy all food, including civilian rations, forcibly conscript or execute all men who had reached the age of service, burn and blow up houses in urban and rural areas, and supply water sources and Poison the well.

So the soldiers of the imperial army blew up all the buildings that could be blown up, and burned all the houses that could be burned, regardless of whether there were still people living inside.The Tribune troops continued to advance, having crossed the actual control line in January and continued to advance, but witnessed the horrific ruins in these areas that once staunchly supported the empire.It is a miracle that one street in countless towns has survived intact.Residential houses were burned to ruins everywhere, and the elderly, women and children who escaped the butcher's knife could only shelter in the cellar.

The Cossack women outside were wearing the coats of the tribunes, carrying the lunch boxes of the tribunes, and cooking from the cooking carts of the tribunes. In order to maintain the spirit of communism, I still gave these disheveled people a change of clothes, towels, and lunch box spoons, and saved some from the rations and gave them to them.

But the troops always had to leave, and those old and weak women and children continued to stay in those cold and damp cellars.This was enough to make them think about who they should go with. Even if the Cossacks had the original sin of supporting the empire, they had already paid a heavy price for it.

**

The choice of the imperial army once surprised the commanders and fighters of the St. Junbao Front Army.They suspected at first that this was the ancestral "soldier passing like shaving" under the slack military discipline of the imperial army.It was later discovered that this was not the case at all.That was an order issued to the troops by the Imperial Army General Staff, Army Command and other high-level command organizations:

Until further notice, attacks against civilians will not be subject to the jurisdiction of military courts; all other attacks by enemy civilians against members of the armed forces and auxiliary personnel shall also be suppressed by troops on the ground, with the most extreme measures required to eliminate the attackers;

In the case of guerrilla attacks on armed forces, immediate and massive retaliatory measures should be taken on orders from battalion or higher officers, unless circumstances allow for the rapid identification of specific perpetrators; Prosecution is not mandatory, even if the acts constitute military crimes.

The Imperial Army emphasizes in its own official documents that when adjudicating violations against civilians by officers and soldiers of the Imperial Army and their auxiliaries, it is necessary to take into account the previous defeats of the Empire, the present period of suffering for the people of Ursus, and the plight of His Majesty the Emperor .The origin of all this can be traced back to the influence of integrationists.All Imperial soldiers should not forget this.

——In other words, the Ursus Empire chose not to regard the places occupied by the Tribal Army as its own territory.

With the advancement of the Civil Protection Army, more and more news gathered, and then wrote it into "Foreign Army Reference" and "Enemy Situation Bulletin" and disseminated it to various troops.For a while, people were discussing all kinds of terrible news: the death passage in the Melnikov-Balbir gorge, where more than 6000 party members, partisans and civilians were massacred; The town of Gorodisheh had 3076 people before it was occupied by the imperial army, but only 905 after liberation; the 107th infantry division of the imperial army reported that it had successfully killed tens of thousands of "rebels" in the first month of its stay in the newly restored area. matter.

The Imperial Army combines the rough style of the Ursus trained in the harsh environment with the strict constraints and precise calculations of the new army.So when Rostov was recovered, it was already in ruins. Bridges, telephone poles, railway junctions, and signal machines were all destroyed.In a rigorous style, the imperial army even shot at empty oil drums, firstly to prevent Tibetans, and secondly to destroy the equipment.

What's even more amazing is that in March 1095, the Imperial Army's Western Front reported that they had eliminated nearly 3 rebels in two months, while the underground resistance movement headquarters stated that the total number of them was only 10.

In addition to killing, what is more terrifying is plundering.The Empire's "Special Commissioner for the Rehabilitation Area" stated that the Don River must provide supplies that the Empire lacked, and this task must be done at all costs.Increasing the share of grain requisition is an objective need to ensure the victory of the war.In the face of this goal, the life and death of local civilians is completely unimportant.

"I don't care where starvation is going to happen, as long as it's not in Fort St. Jun and the army. If anyone is going to starve, it can't be ours. Let others go hungry."

With this sentence and the actions surrounding it, Kuropatkin, the Minister of War of the Ursus Empire, won the title of Class A war criminal and swung at the Revolutionary Military Tribunal in Red Flag City.

If the top has something good, the bottom will follow it; if the top has evil, the bottom will follow it.So the military commander of the Ninth Army of the Imperial Army publicly ordered: "Our army has no interest in the livelihood of the residents of Kharkov city. It is the benevolence of a woman to provide for the residents, give cigarettes and bread as gifts. Considering the very tight logistics situation, the actions of expropriating food and removing rebels must be accelerated.”

As for the suffering of the Cossacks, "it is necessary to be indifferent to it, and there must be no sympathy at this time.""Conservation of supplies must be done at all costs, without any explanation for the hunger that is occurring."

Therefore, in private discussions among the Imperial Army officers, their task was to starve or freeze the Cossacks and prisoners of war to death.

The imperial army is so unmannered, and the results in exchange can be regarded as "rich".The citizens in the main control area of ​​the Ursus Empire received the most generous food ration since the outbreak of the war, and won the long-term satisfaction of ordinary consumers.This refers to ordinary consumers with ordinary food ration cards, such as the citizens of St Junburg and minor nobles.They are not entitled to special subsidies.

Adequate food rations and an internal distribution system favorable to the "elites" strengthened the trust of the empire's loyal servants in the empire.This wonderful dream did not come to an end until the iron flow of the Tribal Army from east to west gradually approached, and the planes and long-range artillery began to bomb St. Junbao.For the first time until then, the women of St Junburg "couldn't get whole milk on time".

**

Comand ended his narration, watching the daughter of a great nobleman who grew up in the greenhouse fidgeting in front of the appalling tragedy.She frowned and said, "I really don't dare to put half of them into the Dragon Gate. I don't dare to even think about it...so you don't want to take revenge?"

Comand replied: "Smashing the original social structure of the Ursus Empire and canceling its ruling class status is already the most terrible revenge for them. As for the revenge you refer to... this involves more Complicated question. You know the pickets on the Northwest Tundra?"

"Yes."

"Such as the rampage of pickets on the tundra and what the Imperial Army is doing today fully demonstrates the horrific harm that organized violence can do to society. In order to completely solve this problem, the integration movement is building troops for the People's Protection Army In education and education, mass discipline was placed at the same level as battlefield discipline, and military asceticism was even introduced to ensure enforcement through iron discipline and severe punishment."

Commander suddenly leaned forward: "I don't think you know what I mean by all this."

Shi Huaiya was silent, then nodded: "Yes, I don't know. Neither the Royal Academy of Guards nor the Longmen Guards Bureau will let me be responsible for the military discipline of an entire military unit."

"It's not difficult. As far as the current trend of the Ursus Empire is concerned, there will be a big battle here soon." Comand replied, "At that time, you will know that the enemy who just killed your comrade-in-arms threw the gun backhand It doesn't feel like shit anymore.

"After all, the number of Ursus refugees flocking to Longmen is hitting a record high. Guess how many Ursas agents and soldiers are there? Have they already taken root in the outer ring?

"All I can say is that those tough bastards are definitely preparing a plot."

Although twelve drops came out of nowhere 1

The door panel in front of him was open, and the light spot of the holographic sight coincided with the scene in front of him.

The automatic rifle in Texas' hand fired two single-point shots, and then pointed the muzzle of the gun at the "hostage" on the sofa and hit the "bandit".Immediately there was a cracking sound of the door lock in the corridor on the left front side, and the armed courier turned around immediately, and knocked down the opponent emerging from the end of the corridor with three shots.

The door next to the sofa directly ahead opened suddenly, and the muzzle of Texas' gun turned.But the person who came out was unarmed, so he couldn't shoot directly; this person was not very reliable, facing the gunpoint, he still swaggered across the sofa and walked towards the side of Texas.

The muzzle of the gun followed the man, and Texas yelled at him, but the man ignored him.So Texas continued to raise his gun to guard against this man——

Attention is taken away from the "hostages" who are difficult to distinguish between true and false.

The woman drew a pistol from her back and pointed it at Texas.

Comand's loud voice came from the loudspeaker in the training ground: "Training is over! Actors leave!"

At the door, Texas couldn't help biting his lip when he saw the expressionless Commander.Commander was not polite and said: "You failed again."

Texas opened his mouth but said nothing.There's nothing to say, quibbling is not a Texas habit, and a failure is a failure.Yes, civilians are big and round, with fierce eyes, which makes people feel very threatening.But the fact is that she left her back to outsiders because she was too focused on one goal.The extraordinary thing about hot weapons is that even a child can threaten the strong.No matter what, at least he had to move to the wall immediately and put the two targets and the door into the shooting range.

But although I thought about it now, I didn’t expect it at the time...

Texas was still reviewing it in his head, but suddenly he heard a rapid ringing——

And it's a battle alert!

**

"The rotten cancer of the Imperial regime ravages Ursus like a plague. They break into our homes mercilessly, plundering the lives of men, women and children. They use the ferocity of their soldiers to demonstrate the arrogance of their leaders. Living under Imperial occupation The days are the darkest…

"This place used to be filled with the laughter of my friends and loved ones, but not anymore. One day the tide will turn and we will make them pay in blood, with their people, their land, their blood... ...

"My father was a scientist in Chernobog. His only hope was to keep his wife and children, and he would do anything for it... He betrayed his colleagues. Yet The Empire has betrayed him again. Even now, the cry of my sister being dragged away is still echoing in my mind for a long time, making it difficult for me to sleep...As long as you cooperate with the two-headed chicken bandit gang, it is a betrayal of the motherland and compatriots !"

Broken Bone recovered from his wild thoughts, and looked around seriously.Ever since the Ursus refugee came to report the news, Lieutenant Alex of the Tribal Army, code-named "Bonebreaker", has fallen into a state of anxiety.

A young man who was younger than Mephisto and Faust graduated from the Junior Military Academy not long ago.Relying on impeccable revolutionary determination, fairly good Originium skills and heroic performance on the battlefield, he was promoted from second lieutenant to lieutenant, among the millions of commanders and fighters of the National People's Army, he was nothing special.But no one knows why the former general political commissar and now the frontline representative of the Supreme Command personally called his name and asked him to join the task force under his command.But Bones is determined to make the best of this mission.

The war and the madness of the Ursus Empire meant that the number of Ursus refugees who came to Longmen was relatively small, but the number was determined to be quite large.According to the agreement between Atlas and Longmen, Atlas established a stronghold on the edge of the outer ring of Longmen, as an operation shared by Atlas, Rhode Island and the Longmen Guards Bureau on the outer ring of Longmen base.

In any case, this is the outer ring of Longmen, and the number of weapons allowed to be kept here is very limited.Although the company has sufficient numbers, the quantity and quality of weapons and equipment are severely limited.The few machine guns and the only mortar were carefully placed in key positions, and even the bolt-action rifle could not guarantee one manpower.

For a long time, this place has become a good place for refugees from Ursus - the dragon gate does not allow people to enter, at least food can be distributed here regularly, and there are even regular ships of land ships to transport these refugees back.Since there is no place to go, the only option is to go back.

Therefore, outside this stronghold converted from an abandoned mine, there are always at least hundreds of refugees wandering around.

But just recently, those who had gathered outside ran away, asking to take refuge inside.After being rejected, someone told the Atlas defenders defending the stronghold: "Someone is trying to take advantage of your stronghold!"

Then he ran towards Longmen without looking back.

Under the shocked gaze of the Longmen police stationed at the stronghold, two layers of refusal horses were erected at the entrance of the stronghold within 10 minutes with pipe piles and shelf pipes, and a barbed wire fence was added in the middle...

The bone-crushing infantry company and the engineering department of Atlas are all mixed together.Non-combatants hid in the central office area of ​​the stronghold.All the remaining personnel were organized into four security groups, two logistics groups and a reserve group.

The leadership team of the stronghold of military-civilian cooperation led the teams separately, and the survey team, snipers and machine gunners took the observation equipment to occupy the commanding heights to observe the warning intersections; Stack more than a dozen piles for use; wooden sticks and steel pipes are placed everywhere, and beer is poured out to make Molotov cocktails.The mortar position used the crowd tactics to dig out a solid bunker two meters deep in one go.The temporary construction plan of the project was pulled out and directly became a combat map.

So, when Usa agents and soldiers came wearing refugee clothes and carrying a large group of refugees, everyone saw a defensive position that should have appeared on the Don River front line—high-pressure water guns and tripod general-purpose machine guns were threatening; Strong searchlights and generators directly connected to barbed wire fences are ready; old bolt-action rifles and even older sharpened steel pipes are ready.

From crowd shocks to armed attacks, the strongholds are all prepared.

Although the refugees who responded to the call before were in full swing, they vowed to give a good look to the red-headed people who had nowhere to go.But this group of civilians shrank immediately when they saw this posture, and none of them dared to go up.

So I had to talk and negotiate first.The Ursas officer in refugee skin almost gritted his teeth when he saw the broken bone coming out to negotiate: a full set of flame-retardant stab-proof suit with bullet-proof inserts, a gas mask with a protective helmet with a transparent face shield...

The commanders on both sides are negotiating with each other.When the front line confronted each other, the construction site behind was frantically making "tools", which perfectly realized the one-stop R&D and production, and the deep integration of production, research and application.The production line is almost ready, and several generations of models are iterated in a few hours.Soldiers and former soldiers demonstrated and taught the assassination moves on the spot, and even exchanged the essentials of the moves, which made everyone from refugees to soldiers feel numb.

More and more people are coming from the offensive side, and the defensive side is also competing for strength.The ballistas and trebuchets produced and assembled on site were directly dragged to the front line to test-fire in uninhabited areas; the most nonsense is to directly cut up the used steel gas cylinders to make smoothbore guns.Workers who had seen old-fashioned artillery in the Imperial Army drew sketches, and engineers and mechanics directly picked out suitable gas cylinders and cut them up for modification; they even found a large bag of bolts and nuts to use as grape bullets, and converted the canteen vegetable trolley into a gun mount.

Seeing that the construction site became more and more against the sky, the attackers began to feel flustered.The Ursus officer in charge of the negotiation gritted his teeth and took out a brick from behind to throw it!suck!

Swipe over the broken bones.

The crowd then rushed forward, howling.The searchlight was turned on suddenly, and the strong light made them all pause, and then the high-pressure water gun swept over their heads and faces, spraying the Ursus people into fright.

At the same time, the Atlas soldiers took out their silent assault rifles in the chaos and knocked down the bastard who ran back desperately after beating their company commander. A dozen people rushed out with shields, stunned. Snatched the company commander back.

The crowd finally rushed to the barbed wire fence and began to climb over.Straight from behind the wall came a group of guys dancing slings.Raindrops of flying stones whizzed over, making the crowd jump like dogs—

The soldiers of the imperial army on the periphery began to shoot coldly, and the workers on the fence fell one after another.People dragged the wounded and hurried away.The surging refugees—no, the morale of the mob was high, they literally broke down the barbed wire fences in many places, and flocked in groups to the gates that the group of cowards "did not have time" to close.Rushed into this Atlas stronghold.Follow-up people continued to pour in, but found that the people in front seemed to no longer move forward, and the crowd was crowded together.

In the dead silence, people in the front row screamed.The scream was immediately drowned out by the roar of two homemade smoothbore guns, which were close at hand.

Iron cans filled with various gadgets were continuously poured out of the barrel.Less than 3 meters away from the muzzle, countless iron projectiles and parts were "delivered from the devil's mother body", tearing the iron can and breaking free.They leaped happily, spraying densely in a fan shape, directly hitting the unobstructed human wall 50 meters away.

There was a bloody wind in the dense crowd.When the sound of a round of artillery was temporarily extinguished, blood flowed into the open space inside the gate, and hundreds of people fell in a pool of blood.All the thugs inside the gate fell to the ground.At this time, death is a very lucky thing, because the people who have finished everything will no longer have the pain in the world, and the pain is left to the wounded with missing arms and legs. Rolling over, or begging others to save themselves.

The ground at the gate was soaked in blood and softened, like a muddy pond full of corpses.The thugs who swarmed behind were forced to pause their pace because too many dead bodies or wounded blocked them.It's just that it's easy to fall over too fast in this bloody mud and be trampled into mud by the crazy crowd.

The gradually stagnant crowd became an excellent target for the Atlas garrison company. Following the orders of the officers and sergeants, a PKM machine gun and a whole row of Mosin-Nagant rifles fired violently at the dense crowd only a few dozen meters away. , corpses and wounded fell like layers of onion skins peeled off from the crowd. Groups of martyrs fell on the road ahead, layer by layer, with a sea of ​​blood flowing underneath.

As the defenders connected high-voltage electricity to the barbed wire outside the construction site, dozens of cokes were produced at once, and the originally ragtag crowd quickly dispersed.At this moment, they discovered to their horror that a large number of police officers from the Longmen Guards Bureau had been surrounded outside, led by a ghost woman carrying a huge inverted triangular shield...