Rebirth of the Northern Giants

Exactly, when I want to fall asleep, someone will come to deliver the pillow. I just thought that the guns and ammunition are insufficient, and now someone comes to tell me that it has been delivered. It seems that God is on my side.

Grodekov raised his voice and said happily: "Come in. Let me see the list."

Khrunev didn't dare to neglect, and hurriedly pushed the door in, and handed the list of weapons to Grodekov.

"Major General, don't you want a drink?" Grodekov said to Khrunev with a smile while flipping through the list.

Khrunev first poured a glass of wine for him, and then poured a glass for himself, and said with a smile: "General, the Chinese people's good days are coming. I just took a rough look. There are more than 100 cannons alone, and there are more than 20 cannons. According to the general's suggestion, the Imperial Logistics Department also delivered more than [-] machine guns."

Grodekov said with a smile: "Come on, I can't wait, I want to touch those cannons now."

"now?"

"certainly"

The two led a few guards towards the arsenal with great interest, where some soldiers were busy carrying boxes.

The "general" saw Grodekov, and the soldiers saluted quickly.

"Thank you for your hard work. Open the box and let me touch these cannons. This is the best gift for the Chinese."

"Yes, General." Two soldiers hurried forward and pried off the cover with sticks.

Grodjekov stepped forward affectionately, as if these cannons were his lover.

"This is"

Grodjekov's face turned from joy to anger again, and asked angrily.

The staff officer and several other soldiers hurried forward to check, only to find that there was a statue of the Virgin Mary inside the box.

Khrunev took a breath, and his face became ugly.

"Quick, pry open the other boxes for me."

Grodekov turned around, pointed to the rest of the boxes and shouted.

The hundred or so soldiers who were transporting were also panicked, not daring to be negligent, put down other work in hand, and rushed forward to pry a dozen boxes.

After Grodekov checked one by one, his face turned livid, and there was nothing else. There were some statues of gods inside, either the Virgin Mary or the Lord Jesus.

These lifelike gods are opening their eyes wide, as if laughing at Grodekov and his party.

"How could this be?" Khrunev muttered to himself.

Grodekov was furious, he stepped forward and lifted his collar, pulled him to the side of the statue, and asked: "This is what you call a cannon and a machine gun. Tomorrow, the soldiers of the Empire will fight against these things on the battlefield. Khrunev, quickly bring me the head of the logistics department."

Khrunev was almost out of breath, his face was flushed, and he said with difficulty: "General, I will send someone to do it right away."

Grodekov threw him on the ground, and Khrunev scrambled and hurriedly let him go to notify the chief of logistics.

Not daring to kick the statue, Grodekov stomped hard on the ground a few times, still puzzled, and shouted at a soldier, "You, come up quickly."

"It's the general." The soldier was terrified, but he didn't dare not to step forward, he flinched for a while before walking to Grodekov's side.

With two bangs, the lieutenant general slapped the soldier several times, and the anger in his heart finally vented a little.

Not long after, Benjamin, the logistics minister of the Russian army, led a few cronies, and walked over slowly and swaggeringly.

"Grogerkov, why are you looking for me so late?" Benjamin, who was covered in fat, was obviously very dissatisfied with the general for disturbing his sleep, and his tone was not so polite.

"Benjamin, look for yourself, you did a good job." Seeing his expression, Grodjekov's anger began to rise again.

Benjamin stretched his neck to take a look, yawned, rolled his eyes and replied, "Aren't they just statues of gods? What's there to see, you can appreciate it slowly. If there's nothing else, I'll go back to sleep."

Grodjekov could feel that his lungs were about to explode, and he suppressed his anger with great difficulty and said, "These are the guns and ammunition you transported from the empire, and now they have become idols. What else do you have to say?"

Benjamin asked in disbelief, "Really?"

Then he rolled his eyes, touched the statue, and replied: "I don't know who made the mistake. Don't worry, I will definitely investigate to the end. Since these statues have already been shipped, why don't they send them out so that the soldiers can listen to God's blessings?" .”

"If it's okay, I'll go back. Remember that next time you have something to do, don't bother me at night." Benjamin moved his fat and short body calmly and disappeared from Grodjekov's sight.

Grodekov was so angry that he almost had the urge to pull out the gun and kill him.

The staff officer knew what was on his mind, and couldn't help but stepped forward to persuade him decadently: "General, Benjamin is the illegitimate son of His Majesty's personal doctor, we'd better bear with it."

Grodekov said angrily: "The victory in the Far East will one day be destroyed in the hands of this fat pig."

After finishing speaking, he also fell silent and could only think of other rescue measures.

Zaromu De, the chief tent of the Chinese West Route Army.

Song Qing picked up a cup of tea, took a breath, and took a sip slowly.

"Everyone, the old man has received an order from the headquarters, no matter what, Hulunbuir must be captured within the next ten days."

Two rows of generals stood neatly underneath.

Commander Gu Quan asked in puzzlement, "Why did the Commander make such an order?"

Song Qing replied slowly: "This is not a secret, the old man told you that the Russians kept inciting some Mongolian princes and princes to rebel in an attempt to persuade them to break away from China and establish themselves as their own country. The General Staff considered the political influence , decided to capture Hulunbeier as soon as possible, and put some pressure on those Mongolian princes who have different intentions. If they don't know how to understand, the sword in the old man's hand is not blunt, and the head will roll and the blood will be stained on the grassland."

Song Qingyue's tone became colder. He also just found out that the Russian and Mongolian troops had not long ago surrounded the Yamen of the Mongolian Minister of Affairs of the military government in Kulun, disarmed them, and escorted the Minister of Affairs and his entourage out of the country.

All the lowly generals were filled with anger and gritted their teeth.

Song Desheng was so excited that he jumped up and came out and said, "Shuai Song, I would like to be the vanguard and attack Hulunbeier immediately."

Ma Yukun glanced at him. A few days ago, under the command of him and Jiang Zikang, he won the battle. However, he had no one like Song Desheng who knew how to behave. Not long after the war, Song Desheng actively approached the military government. In the end, when the junta advertised the victory, he was all but forgotten.

However, Ma Yukun is also helpless. In terms of rewards for meritorious service, the military government did not lose one point of himself, much more than Song Desheng, but he deliberately or unintentionally concealed his name during publicity, which made him not as famous as Song Desheng now. big.

"Shuai Song, let me be the vanguard. If I win one big victory, I can win the second one." Ma Yukun said flatly.

"Don't fight anymore. The Russian army has been huddled in the city and can't come out. If we attack by force, we will inevitably suffer heavy losses, so we have to plan carefully."

Song Qing thought of Feng Guozhang's annihilation of more than [-] Russian troops with a loss of several hundred troops, and couldn't help thinking about it.

Jiang Zikang knew what he was thinking, nodded in agreement and said, "That's right, both Feng Guozhang and Deng Shichang achieved great victories with very little loss, so we can't be weaker than them. The old man has a disgusting idea , I don’t know whether it will work or not, but once it succeeds, it can achieve the greatest results with very little loss.”

"Oh, since there is such a good plan, General Jiang will explain it to us carefully." Song Qing said with piercing eyes.

Others also looked at Jiang Zikang curiously.

"The secret must not be leaked, and let me give it a go. After five days, Song Shuai and everyone will part with each other. Otherwise, if the matter fails, it will only increase the laughing stock." Jiang Zikang said lightly.

"Okay, I will give you five days to prepare. During this period, everyone should be ready to attack, so as not to delay the big event." Song Qing saw that he couldn't talk about life and death, so he didn't ask any more. .