"Bastard!" Ciccacci Cove scolded that a bullet flew here and hit Ciccacci Cove’s neck from the side. The powerful inertia pushed Ciccacci Cove down like a strong wind pushing down a rotten tree without warning, which aggravated the red guards’ flight.
The Red Guards rushed to the train. When Yuan Zhixiang’s company came after them, the Red Guards were forced to withdraw hastily from the Valdai train. The scattered team of the Red Guards dispersed Major Kolinov’s team and finally everyone fled together.
Some members of the train who escaped from the train climbed the train noisily, but after waiting for a while, they found that the train did not move, so they suddenly realized that the railway ahead had been cut off and it was their own responsibility to prevent China people from attacking St. Petersburg by train
This is really a disaster, and the red guards quickly jumped out of the car and ran north along the railway.
The Red Guards threw away all the cumbersome and heavy things, including rifles on those two cannons, and nobody took care of them. The whole army was in a mess, which made people feel that there was a lack of organization and a strong person. If there was such a person, these teams could actually be organized and put on a good show.
Because they were chasing an infantry company with 200 people behind them, and they stopped after catching up with the train
The big army ran for a while and came to a small town. There was no Chinese team, and a lieutenant colonel emerged from nowhere. His name was Gorbov, and he was handsome, dense and dignified. He was very different from those Red Guards commanders, and he took a regular Red Army infantry regiment. He commanded and stopped the scattered Red Guards.
Lieutenant Colonel Gorbov resolutely broke up these lost command Red Guards with his own infantry regiment and reorganized them into an infantry division, and quickly reorganized the team.
The members of the Red Guards listened to his command, and they saw that he had something missing in the Red Guards, and he could unite the commanders and assign them to lead in an orderly way.
It’s him. Lieutenant Colonel Golbov, a commanding officer with bulging cheeks and fierce eyes, is yelling at his new soldier in the square outside the town car waving sabre.
"What are you doing? A group of losers ran away when they saw China people … I ordered you to obey my command in the name of revolution! ….. What-? ….. If anyone dares to confuse people! I’ll shoot someone, asshole! ….. Shut up! ….. China people no matter how severe they are, they are also two legs shorter than us. Why are they afraid of them … Anyone who is afraid is not a Bolshevik … Anyone who dares to run again is a counter-revolutionary old man. He has been hitting his head from his ass … "
The red guards really obeyed his command, and many people appreciated his rudeness because of their old habits.
Chapter 713 A group of desperate people
Although it is a new era, the Red Guards have generally accepted the Bolshevik revolutionary thought, but it is still difficult for them to get rid of the consciousness of the old times. In the past, the more powerful officials were in the Tsar era, the more soldiers recognized them as the best commanders. People like Lieutenant Colonel Gorbov said, "If you annoy him, he will really skin you; If you please him, he will make clothes for you by peeling others. "
The Red Guards poured into the town, and all the troops actually fell into the hands of Lieutenant Colonel Gorbov. In less than two days, he regrouped the defeated team and consolidated the town’s fortifications and took corresponding measures.
Major Kolinov was a little unhappy. After Ciccacci’s death, he was able to successfully control the Red Guards of Valdai and become a member of the Revolutionary Military Committee of Valdai. However, a Lieutenant Colonel Gorbov crossed the road and took all his forces and incorporated his troops. Now Major Kolinov is in charge of commanding an infantry battalion composed of three infantry companies.
At dusk, Major Kolinov just came out of his residence to check and set up the railway line troops sentry-when he met Lieutenant Colonel Gorpov at the gate, Lieutenant Colonel Gorpov recognized him. "Are you Major Kolinov?"
"yes"
"Where are you going?"
"How about checking the whistle?" Major Kolinov frowned.
"how about it? How dare you say that Major Kolinov, thousands of you attacked people, and less than a thousand people were driven out of a small town, running faster than one. I really don’t know what happened to you … "Lieutenant Colonel Gorbov said.
"Comrade Gorbov, this matter is over, so please don’t start again, okay?" Colin’s major said worriedly
"What can’t and is bigger is that the Revolutionary Military Commission should let the broad masses of the people learn such lessons …"
"Goodbye!" Major Kolinov quickly said goodbye to Lieutenant Colonel Gorbov and strode along the railway to the front.
When former Lieutenant Colonel Gorbov restrained the defeated Red Guards, he felt as charming and dignified as those Red Guards, and he could save the defeated Red Guards. However, after several days of observation, especially after Lieutenant Colonel Gorbov mastered the army, Lieutenant Colonel Gorbov’s tone of voice was superior and arrogant. This simple Bolshevik seemed to have been intoxicated with the situation and could not extricate himself.
Lieutenant Colonel Gorbov is as strict with the troops and soldiers as those political commissars. He is a perfect Bolshevik. He is good at speaking, which can touch people’s personality, charm and organizational strength, but these alone can’t compete with the team.
Moreover, Lieutenant Colonel Gorbov is as good at fighting in the military department as the general political commissar, and Major Kolinov is the object of his struggle.
Major Kolinov put up his army collar and quickened his pace. It seems that it will be a cold night. The ground is covered with thick ice and snow, and the soles of his feet rustle. The moon is like a staircase. The disabled people climb slowly and askew. The grassland is hazy and purple. When the night is coming, the outline, lines, colors and distance of objects become blurred. At this time, day and night are fighting hand to hand, and all the scenery seems unreal, like a fairy tale; At this time, even the smell loses its strong irritation and shows its own unique and intoxicating color.
Major Kolinov returned to his residence after checking the whistle. His best friend looked numb and hooligan. The Cossack front row leader, now a demoted soldier, Mai Rykov, lit a fire pot and sat at the table.
"We have to attack? Boss! "
I don’t know.
"Or do we want to wait for China to attack?"
"Maybe so."
"Right, we want to attack-then of course, it’s better to defend ourselves. I worked as an engineer in Germany during the war, and I know the strategy and tactics … We have enough troops, but farmers and shovel miners who have just put hoes are stupid and lazy …"
"I don’t care? These are all things that the Revolutionary Committee and Colonel Gorbov should consider. "Major Kolinov wanted to continue chatting, which made him tired of chatting, but Mai Rykov pestered him and asked him questions. He was scratching around the table, and his back was as thin as a grouper."
"Let’s artillery? How many guns are there? "
"You are Bolshevik party member how don’t understand party member rules! It’s not up to me now. Forget it. Colonel Gorbov is going to mess with me. He is now like Cheka (the Russian Committee for the Elimination of Revolutions). He will bite whoever he catches … "Major Kolinov said coldly and angrily that his eyes were staring at Mai Rykov and he quickly flashed his eyes aside.
"Hum Bolshevik party member rules! ….. Now this is no time for them to be so keen on fighting. Do you have to kill yourself and give the great country to China people in vain? … "
"The more severe the period, the more we should guard against these counter-revolutionaries. Besides, Comrade Mai Rykov, you’d better not tell others about your Cossack identity, otherwise I can’t protect you …"
"Cossack … boss! ….. Dear … Dear! ….. "Pale MaiRykov swallowed the suffix, panting and pockmarked with his mouth half open." This is where to where ah, isn’t it that the Cossacks are also a member of the people? Is it worthy of uniting with comrades? ……”
"That was when the former Cossack cavalry became an accomplice of China and collaborated with China to kill the Russian people. Do you still expect those sensitive political commissars, Cheka and members of the Revolutionary Military Commission to believe in your Cossacks?"
Major Kolinov picked up a cup of Mai Rykov and poured him tea. When he was drinking tea, he looked up at Mai Rykov. When he saw his eyes, he blinked as if he had been stung by lightning. But when his eyelashes were open, his expression changed and he became very gentle and almost reverent.
Major Kolinov was full of worries and went back to his room without finishing the second cup of tea.
Soon the other three infantry company commanders who lived with Major Kolinov came back from nowhere. They were drinking tea and laughing noisily. In a blur, Major Kolinov heard some fragments of their conversation. He heard someone say (Major Kolinov heard from the sound that it was the company commander of the first company, Pavlochev, who was transferred to his infantry battalion by Lieutenant Colonel Gorbov to be the company commander in order to contain Major Kolinov’s Bolshevik). The rest of them occasionally interrupted.
"… Comrade Gorbov is a very charismatic leader. He is from the workers’ movement and has rich experience in revolutionary struggle … At that time, we called the miners’ mobilization meeting in Gorlov Sike mining area. The report was very profound. The miners were moved. Later, we told the military commission that we had such an organization there and needed weapons very much-please give us some as much as possible, but the revolutionary military commission member … I heard it myself!" He answered the ambiguous question of who he didn’t know in a high voice and said, "This member said,’ Comrades, please go to someone and ask for it. We have nothing here.’
Comrade Gorbov patted the table and said, Why is there nothing? I knew there were a lot of extra rifles. The problem is not here … The problem is that you are jealous of our miners’ ability and want to destroy the revolution … You know, the revolution is our working class, and we will not let go of anyone who dares to sayno. "
