A medic ran to Major Kolinov and knelt down to advise him, "Please bind up the wound."
"Is there a bandage? I was shot twice, both legs were shot, or I could get up and charge. "
The medic took off Major Kolinov’s trousers, and a chill pierced his sweaty back, belly and legs, causing him to frown. The medic hurriedly bandaged the thigh like a knife, which was bloody and spicy, and then cut the other leg trouser tube to bandage the other wound.
A member of the Red Guards carried Major Kolinov on his back, made a detour back to the counter-offensive place, looked at the dense footprints in the snow, and looked at the fact that he had just led his two companies through the ravine, and he was familiar with the outline. He was sleepy. I don’t know what just happened, but it has become a long time ago. It seems meaningless.
But on the other side of the hill, the shooting of China people is still so orderly, rhythmic and not chaotic at all. Their shells show a roar from time to time, and every time they hit the node, the Russian attack was destroyed.
If this is an occasion to play, then China’s machine gun is also an important note. They are unhurriedly "clicking" the machine gun, which seems to draw an invisible line, but every rifle shooting is just right.
Major Kolinov, who was injured, only made a summary here, but the summary made him cold and sank to the bottom of the abyss. It was a super mistake for him to launch a tough attack on such a Chinese team with such strength.
However, he realized that it was too late to make up for this mistake.
At noon, the Chinese team launched a counterattack. Their attack was very sharp. They flew in front of them and swept everything like a snowstorm.
The vast expanse of snow is dotted with sparse, dark bodies, just like a crow falling in a field. A horse on the horizon looks very small from here, and no one rides a horse.
Major Kolinov saw in despair that the Red Guards and the Red Army, which had been disrupted and sparse, had withdrawn from the fighting and retreated to the rear.
Major Kolinov was placed horizontally on a horse to protect his loyal Red Guards. The soldiers released their horses and flew away. There were several groups of Red Guards and Major Kolinov of the Red Army in front of the first group. He saw Lieutenant Colonel Gorpov. He leaned back on the saddle with a yellow curly sheepskin and a fur coat. His fur hat was wide open and his forehead was sweaty. Lieutenant Colonel Gorpov twisted and tilted to both sides. General Hu Sha shouted dumb, "Bastard Kolinov, you didn’t finish my account. If you can attack according to my orders, it is China people who are now fleeing in a mess, not.
Major Kolinov woke up a little and was about to explain when a dozen cavalry suddenly appeared from the side and rushed from the frozen ground. Their horses fired bullets and spilled them like hail. Lieutenant Colonel Gorbov was hit and his body was cut off from his horse. Major Kolinov and the Red Guards on horseback were also hit and he fell to the ground.
Lieutenant Colonel Gorbov often kneels beside Lieutenant Colonel Gorbov with a woman wearing a military coat. Her blue eyes with a velvet scarf remind Major Kolinov of his wife. These two days, blue eyes have caused him to be sad. He held his breath and looked at her without blinking … and then fainted.
Yuan Zhixiang and his company rushed to see the cavalry team and scolded, "Who the hell is going to cut us off again?"
"Don’t be so angry with Yuan Zhixiang … swear at every turn and be careful of getting hepatitis …" Liu Wei said sullenly on horseback.
"Ah, it turned out to be Liu’s chief of staff. How are you? You’re a division chief of staff. Don’t stay in the command department and hold a woman to warm yourself up and run to the ice and snow to do something …"
"I heard that your camp was afraid that you would suffer. I brought a group to see Yuan Zhixiang. You look a little pale. Are you hurt? Damn it! It didn’t hurt the bone, did it? " Without waiting for an answer, he smiled and said, "We just left, so we made a detour to give them a head-on blow! Beat the shit out of them! ….. The Russians are in flight, and we’re going after them! None of them escaped. If it weren’t for us, at least half of them would have gone … "
Yuan Zhixiang pulled out a cigarette. "Who can hurt me? I’m frozen and I’m finished before I have an active battle. It’s always like this that I get angry. "
Liu Wei’s infantry regiment surrounded and took many prisoners. The snow was full of columns of moving Red Army and Red Guards. In the distance, the crowd was dark, and a correspondent flew in front of it.
"Captured a lot of Russians about one thousand liu’s chief of staff! ….. "The correspondent shouted from afar.
45
"Are you talking nonsense? ！” Liu Wei twisted his saddle in horror. "What do so many people do? Where do we have so much food for them to eat?"
"I ordered the Cossack cavalry to meet me," said Liu Wei, the correspondent, turning his horse’s head around and whipping the white-legged horse at a gallop.
When Major Kolinov woke up, he found that he was carried by two people on a simple stretcher and slowly moved to the front along the escort team composed of dozens of Cossack cavalry. A familiar figure next to him accompanied Major Kolinov, but it was Mai Rykov, his most trusted friend.
"You’re not dead? Comrade Mai Rykov "
Mai Rykov nodded and didn’t show that he had always wanted to escape, but he didn’t have a chance until the Chinese team’s counterattack and attack troops were defeated. He escaped and threw away his rifle, bullets and even a fur coat. Now he is wearing a thin leather coat, and his left shoulder epaulettes have been tattered. There is a bloody bruise on his left eye.
At this time, a Cossack cavalry approached and rebuked him. "Don’t talk and die, right? You Russian pigs! "
This is a typical Cossack. He walks steadily and quickly. Wearing a fur hat askew makes him look submissive and heroic. His face is full of winners’ pride. Obviously, he hasn’t shaved for several days-his cheeks are full of red stubble.
"God, porco Geoff, how is my dear cousin you? I’m Mai Rykov, your dear cousin …" Mai Rykov cried to be continued.
Chapter 715 Don’t stop
Porco Geoff jumped high and jumped a wheat. Rykov insulted, "Stop it. Who is your cousin? Since you joined that Bolshevik, we have cut you off. You don’t deserve to be a Cossack. Your soul has been sold to the Bolshevik demons, the terrible devil Satan …"
"No, I’ve already regretted it. Cousin porco Geoff thinks we are related. Please give me a chance. I’ve long wanted to defect. It’s always bad luck. You didn’t get a chance as soon as the Chinese team entered Siberia like Cousin you. What a pity. Please give me a chance …" Mai Rykov said with a runny nose and tears that he would have knelt down and begged for mercy in the middle of the March.
"Comrade Mai Rykov, you have to protect a Bolshevik solar term …" Major Kolinov warned discontentedly.
"Don’t call me comrade again. Actually, I hate this title. I joined the Bolsheviks because I was forced by you, because if I didn’t join, I might become a reactionary, be criticized and suppressed, and finally I don’t even know where to die … I’m a Cossack, and now I’ve found my cousin, just like I’ve found my home. From then on, I can sleep peacefully, and I don’t worry about the victim getting up in the middle of the night and being suppressed … because I’m a Cossack, that’s where I belong, not your Soviet!
"You traitor Mai Rykov-I misjudged you," said Major Kolinov, struggling.
"I’m a Cossack. What’s wrong with being with Cossacks? What kind of traitor is this? " Mai Rykov said, "Cousin, we are one of our own. Please allow me to go back to the Cossacks. We will go to the Russians together. They are our Cossack enemies!"
Porco Geoff turned his eyes a few times and then said, "If you are young, if you really want to be a Cossack again, you will strangle this guy in front of you. What he just said made me hate it. I hate Bolsheviks the most. I told them about their revolutionary truth. Every time I hear it, I have an irresistible impulse to strangle the reasoner alive …"
Mai Rykov Ma froze. Major Inglinov was his best brother, and this feeling has transcended the racial boundaries.
Porco Geoff looked at Mai Rykov with stern eyes, and Mai Rykov’s eyebrows were wrinkled with pain and hatred. He took out a cigarette bag and rolled a cigarette with his fingers. As he walked, he struck a match and lit a cigarette, shaking his lips.
Behind them, a group of prisoners slouched forward, stomped on the snow and rattled. Many of them were young, and several of them were as white as frost. A teenage boy with a leg injury was behind the first. A short, big-headed, pockmarked Cossack cavalry was riding on a horse and kept poking his back with the butt of his gun.
There are two tall and mighty officers walking arm in arm with a sad face; Behind them is a student soldier with no hat, curly hair, wide shoulders and glasses, wearing an epaulette and sewing a military coat to death, and a red officer with long ears and a hood without a hat, which is as beautiful as a woman’s black eyes; The wind blew the long ears of the hood to his shoulders.
Porco Geoff sneered at a ride, and Mata gradually fell behind. A Cossack cavalry shouted, "Listen, boys! ….. If any prisoner and any damn Bolshevik don’t obey orders and stab the old man, we won’t be bad for these Russians. Apart from wasting food, they have lost their lives in wartime. We are not responsible for the safety of the prisoners! "
He asked a riding Cossack to tear a paper saddle and scribble a note. Fold up the paper and give it to Cossack.
"Go! Send this note to Major Piri Donoff. "
He turned to drive the horse to Mai Rykov again. "What do you think, my cousin Mai Rykov?"
"can I be free if I strangle him, a loyal Bolshevik, my comrade-in-arms and brother?"
After receiving a positive reply, Mai Rykov took two steps and followed Major Kolinov. Major Kolinov first said, "Mai Rykov, although you have some opinions on policies such as eliminating counterrevolutionaries, you are still a Bolshevik and a Red Army soldier who supports the revolution … you won’t betray the revolution, will you?"
"Revolutionary betrayal?" Rykov said angrily, "Don’t always tell me about these revolutions, okay? I hear these two words every day and every night, and my ears are calloused … In fact, I’m not interested in revolution. Revolution is a group of poor people who take up guns to rob the rich, but after you Bolsheviks come out, they become revolutionary robbers and become noble. Come on, Kolinov, what time is it now? You still say that revolutionary revolution can make you get rid of your captives. Can revolution make Soviet troops defeat the Chinese team? "
"Comrade Mai Rykov, we can’t promote the revolutionary ideal. Now, although we have some difficulties, we will always find a solution. Under the leadership of the great Lenin of the Soviet Central Committee, we will eventually defeat the Chinese team …"
"Come on, Kolinov-I really want to put mud in your mouth at this time and bother you with these annoying words. These revolutionary principles are just like those crows flying around rotting corpses. How annoying it is … I don’t think many camp brothers like to listen to everyone’s eagerness to say this. If it weren’t for fear of being purged …"
"Speaking of purges …" Mai Rykov suddenly showed a fierce look. "I’m tired of worrying about being purged all day. I’ve decided whether I can go back to that life …"
"Maybe you tell me about our feelings, but you just talk endlessly about the revolution and the purges. Isn’t that forcing me to decide? Kolinov’s good brother, I’m sorry, you are a firm Bolshevik … "Mai Rykov rushed forward and pulled Major Kolinov from the stretcher to crush the snow, which grabbed his neck."
Carry a stretcher and ask the Red Guard soldiers to put a stretcher and pounce on it. Cossack waved sabre and cut two heads mercilessly. The snow rolled and blood spilled all over Mai Rykov.
Porco Geoff laughed and lifted Mai Rykov up and said, "Not the kui is my cousin’s real Cossack. A Cossack is not dead unless he strangles a Russian and a Bolshevik himself …"
Porco Joe said to a Cossack Cavalry next to him, "You go back and report that Major Piri Donoff has another brother in our Cossack Cavalry. Is this my cousin Mai Rykov? ….. Well, just tell him to go. "
Porco Geoff took Mai Rykov through the captives’ team and rushed to the captives’ camp. This is a village next to the town. There are twenty buildings, and Major Piri Donoff’s cavalry regiment is temporarily located here.
Piri Donoff came to be a lieutenant, and the company commander is now promoted to the head of the major. Of course, at this time, the Cossack cavalry has grown a lot.
The headquarter of that cavalry regiment is located in the field near the village. Lippili Donoff is walk back and forth next to a wide four-wheeled carriage with machine guns. The wheels of the cart are frozen. The ice car is equipped with a green set of machine guns. Some staff officers, communication soldiers, several officers and Cossack soldiers are also around here. The heels of their boots are drumming, and a Cossack driver is eating hard white bread and chewing it.
"Captain Piri Donoff, my brother!" Porco Geoff called his horse to one side. "The prisoner will be here at once. Did you read my note?"
Pulled from another horse, Mai Rykov said happily, "I said it was him, and you know my cousin Mai Rykov."
Piri Donoff waved a whip hard; Low-hanging, bloodshot eyes stare at Mai Rykov and scold a way, "I really want to whip you to death! ….. You hit a ghost and joined the Bolsheviks! It’s not enough to die a hundred times just because you are a Bolshevik. Your cousin can bail you out, right? ….. I don’t promise! ……”
"He is my cousin and he just killed a Bolshevik."
"So what? Who can guarantee that they are not in collusion?" Piri Donoff said. "Now it’s different. Now we don’t need the Bolsheviks to surrender. We have to wipe them out in one fell swoop. Killing them is the final solution, otherwise they will resurface after several years or more. This is the decision of our Cossack national parliament."
"I won’t promise! ….. I have already said no! All right, stop talking! Porco Geoff, my dear brother … "Piri Donoff kept rejecting porco Geoff’s plea.
"This is the decision of the Cossack National Assembly to be tried by a military court and to approve the immediate execution of all Russian prisoners … You know this is no joke." He looked sternly at a group of prisoners and said calmly, "Do you know how many people these Bolsheviks have executed? How many of us Cossack brothers are there? How much blood did our Cossacks shed? As much as sea water! ….. How many Cossacks have they killed … "Piri Donoff became furious and stared desperately." Even if he is our cousin, we don’t promise! Because he is a Bolshevik … "
"There’s nothing to shout about!" Porco Geoff also raised his voice. His insides trembled with anger as if Piri Donoff’s anger had also stained him. "Where are you the head of the military court?" Where are the lords of the national assembly? This is not your word, "he pointed to the battlefield behind him with trembling nose and wings." So what if so many prisoners are killed and one is killed? "
Piri Donoff rubbed his whip in his hand and walked away and shouted.
"porco Geoff, you shut up! ….. White? This is a military court reached the death penalty execution order, not just anyone can … "
Porco Geoff ran to Piri Donoff, pandering and grinding, and then returned to the uneasy Mai Rykov and said, "He agreed, but on one condition, you will send the Bolsheviks with machine guns and let them see the old horse one day …"
The prisoners came, and some of the escort soldiers on foot and the soldiers were mixed together here to defend the headquarters. The Cossacks were not enthusiastic about fighting yet, and the cold wind cooled them. They stared at them with bloodthirsty eyes like wild animals staring at their prey.
Mai Rykov trudged through the collapsed snow to the captives. The first officer was the company commander named Pavlochev. He narrowed his light-colored and fierce eyes contemptuously and stared at Mai Rykov. Mai Rykov dare not look him straight in the eye and stare at the uneven snow without blinking.
"Revolutionary traitor … bastard!" Pavlochev clenched his teeth and proudly scolded.
Mai Rykov guiltily took a step back; Cheeks show wrinkles with wry smile like saber cuts.
What happened next was a lightning speed. Pavlochev bared his teeth, turned pale, clenched his chest, and his predecessor leaned forward and rushed towards Mai Rykov. "Traitor …" Spit out some vague sentences mixed with abuse from his convulsive lips. Only when he spoke did Mai Rykov hear clearly.
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