Iron-blooded Sister-in-law

He reloaded a round of shells, and the fully automatic loader sent a set of special ammunition that looked very "full" into the chamber.

"Bam—"

Leaping over a distance of more than ten kilometers, the tearing call sign made the Northern Alliance soldiers below shrink their heads again——

"Damn!! Won't the gun barrel of that battleship overheat!!!"

While cursing, the soldiers lay down with their arms on the ground, fearing that their internal organs would be shattered, preparing for the impact, but strangely, this time they lay down for more than ten seconds without being hit by the shock.

Suspiciously, a few guys who were a little bit more courageous looked up, only to see that the sky was full of white pieces of paper.

"What the hell?? Flyers??"

"What are you doing? Are there still people engaged in propaganda wars these days?"

A few experienced veterans wanted to sneer to express their disdain, but found that many young soldiers could no longer control their hands, and started to look at the "weapons" with simple articles printed on them.

Soldiers who lacked relevant education did not know that this was a rotten method used on the battlefield a hundred years ago. I have to say-it is really sad, but a thing to be thankful for.

"Ah - Gusinski has been arrested!!"

"What... eh???"

The soldiers were in an uproar when they saw the image of the mighty oligarch, dejected and escorted by Ron, who was forced to show his bloodshot eyes to the camera.

There are not only photos, but also texts-the news that the Red Army has broken through Stalingrad, and the surrender of St. Petersburg.

In order to stabilize the morale of the army, in recent days, the Novosibirsk state government has taken secrecy measures for officers below the middle ranks of the Northern Alliance, which resulted in three pieces of news hitting them like a bolt from the blue, without any psychological expectations at all—

Even now, there are still many people who don't know the news of Moscow's fall-even if the Red Army shouts every day, they think it's a fraud.

Volgograd is still relatively close to the central theater, and it is possible to take it back. The loss of St. Petersburg as the most important missile base means that they have completely lost the initiative to counterattack.

"Don't look!! That photo is synthetic!! Synthetic!!"

The gendarmerie was yelling, trying to discredit the photo as fake news, but they were also disturbed because the figure of the ship's mother appeared in the photo-if it was the ship's mother who performed the beheading operation... I'm afraid.

Dake's outstretched spiritual energy captured the panic of those soldiers. He nodded to himself, turned around and pushed out the special equipment for "public opinion warfare" prepared by Bree, and activated the "speaker" on the deck.

In an instant, the fan shape was 70 degrees ahead, and a majestic song sounded in the minds of everyone within thirty or forty kilometers.

The atmosphere suddenly became soviet.

"...our national anthem?" Several veterans were about to burn the paper rolls in their hands with cigarette butts, but their movements stopped.

"No!! They changed 'Russia' to 'Soviet'!"

Young people are wondering.

But this time, the veterans were silent.

Because their ancestors told them that after that upheaval, only Russia continued the tune of the Soviet national anthem and changed their country's original title.

Some of the older officers, who were sitting in the barracks battered and battered, were surprisingly unanimously silent.

"Come back!! My compatriots!!"

The Kremlin sincerely shouted at the Northern Union soldiers opposite at the end of the song.

Perhaps it was difficult for him to integrate into the overall atmosphere of this world at the beginning, but at this juncture, he felt the different sadness and hope of each soldier, and he finally devoted all his emotions.

……

"Why didn't you use public opinion to attack from the beginning?" Noshiro, standing beside Amagi, felt the joys and sorrows of human beings, and asked suddenly.

"Because they are from the Soviet Union." Amagi said lightly.

"I don't know."

"When you understand, you will have a place to stay on this land."

Emotion alone cannot control power, but power can be assisted by emotion to erupt even more powerful power.

This is the Soviets, or in other words, the whole world is the same, but the Soviets are more straightforward.

Of course, there was actually a small trap in Amagi's words.

The opponent was not a Soviet before the war of public opinion, but after the war... it was.

In order to cooperate with Da Ke's public opinion war and stop pressing forward, Sorin was still a little apprehensive, afraid of missing the opportunity, but just as he was about to wave his hand and order to continue the attack, the staff officer suddenly connected him with an encrypted communication——

Looking at the frequency band, it should be sent from the opposite position.

"...the headquarters of the 1st Army of the Red Army." He registered his number first.

"...The 31st Division of our department hopes to advance and retreat with the Red Army."

The voice on the other side was a little hoarse, but it was full of relief in exhaustion: "...Please avoid the coordinate 27.36 when bombing...The north side is not fortified, you can pass at will, the flags are all red..."

"...Notify the whole army that the 31st Division's position is a friendly position. Repeat, those who hang the red flag will be regarded as friendly forces—" Sorin was silent for a moment, picked up the walkie-talkie again, and ordered on the tank.

As for Dake, he also clearly saw a piece of red cloth tremblingly pulled up on the north side of the position.

It is estimated that they also worked hard to get this piece of red cloth. You must know that Beilian does not even allow civilians to wear clothes of this color.

"Our 15th Division surrendered—"

"The 82rd Regiment of the 103nd Division requests cooperation—"

For a while, a bunch of low-pitched communications broke into the public frequency band of the 1st Army.

"call."

Feeling the huge and active emotions, Dake breathed a sigh of relief and leaned on the "big horn", feeling much more relaxed: "The old method is also useful."

If there is no early pressure, the subsequent persuasion to surrender will probably be suppressed by the gendarmerie, right?

But looking at the flickering gunfire on the Northern Alliance position, they have already started fighting themselves-it must be the regular army and the gendarmerie are exchanging fire, and the gendarmerie equipped with only light weapons cannot fight a large number of regular troops that have fallen to the Red Army.

The Ob River Industrial Zone is already in the bag.

Chapter 285 NKVD! Open the door!

When the Kremlin moved from the lower reaches of the Ob River to the city of Novosibirsk, he found that the situation here was much worse than he thought.

Due to the messy complex industrial plan in recent years, the largest heavy factories are lined up in this cold land, but relatively, people's lives seem to be kidnapped by these heavy industries, manpower and wealth revolve around the limited While the equipment is running, it is also difficult to transport the produced things to the place where they are really needed.

What the oligarchs control is not the complete North Alliance regime. It is precisely because of the intrigue between the government and these big capitals and land tycoons that it causes difficulties in circulation and waste of raw materials.

The same is true for the land in Novosibirsk. The wealth they gathered cannot flow into the people and cannot be put into the market as soon as possible, and it has become dead money in their hands.

Da Ke used to compare these people with some Yankees and Jews, but now he decided to apologize to those people he compared them with - even Gusinski was a bit more ruthless than these people Li and ambition, they know how to invest their bargaining chips in public works, in exchange for more wealth, and make the means of production generate value, but the officials and old nobles in Novosibirsk seem to be afraid that someone will rob them of their money. Just like Quan Quan, every time I squeeze out a little money for public construction, or even investment money, I feel as uncomfortable as letting their blood go.

It may also be that they are so lacking in self-motivation because they have gone deep into the inland and gradually lacked the understanding of the sea front. However, their cautiousness finally earned them the word "expropriation".

Seeing the batches of goods being transported to the station for distribution, Da Ke's eyelids never stopped beating. Originally, he thought that the situation in Moscow was bad enough, but the third largest city in Russia gave him a severe blow. slapped him.

"There are still antiques from the Ekaterina period inside..."

Gangut rubbed his palm against the polished gold, but there was no greed in his eyes, only sadness.

"This thing should stay in the museum."

"Then let the nearby museum accept it."

As soon as Dake waved his hands, he was about to leave this hoarding place that made him feel depressed.

"Remember, if there is any act of private collection of cultural relics, it will be dealt with strictly."

"Hey, but me, I'm not the person in charge of the distribution center!"

Gangut, who came to help only because he had nothing to do, immediately became frowning:

"Comrade, I'm not good at tidying up—"

"Then leave it to Comrade Kirov, you follow me, there is still some rough work to be done today." Hearing this, Da Ke turned his body slightly and greeted him.

It is also a science to arrange what job for what kind of ship girl, and now Da Ke is a veteran who knows this well.

"Oh? What kind of work?" Gangut immediately regained his energy when he heard "rough work".

"Follow me to 'collect'."

Anyway, if you are idle, you will definitely be teased by the ship girls. It is better to take the initiative to reduce the probability of being "ambushed", and you can also plug the mouths of Befa and Tiancheng.

"Sounds like a 'революция' job—"

Gangut laughed heartily twice.

……

"Open the door! NKVD!"

However, there is always a big gap between reality and imagination.

Gangut looked at the irritable appearance of Dake kicking open the door after knocking on the door three times without getting a response, and seemed to regret his sloppyness.

It's true that she is relatively rough, but the action of directly smashing the door of someone's house is a bit out of line——

Of course, after looking at the list in her hand, she only had a little sympathy for the family's situation, but she couldn't speak well for them.

"what!!"

The two adults and two children in the room were frightened by Dake's broken door and fell under the table.

"...Citizen Jastrov—you are suspected of manipulating the mayoral election, selling arms, and instigating the people. Please come with us."

"You, you can't—break into a private house—" Although the man with glasses who was protecting the child and the woman behind him was pale, he still tremblingly wanted to reason with Dake.

"The guy who confessed to you is already on his way to reform through labor—don't worry, a guy like you with relatively few crimes will only last a year or two at most. If he behaves well, he may come out in half a year."

Dake didn't continue to threaten the other party, but waved his hand to signal Gangut, and Noshiro and Azuma who came to "internship" to enter the door.

Entering the door cautiously, my wife still stared at Dake's gray footprints on the marble floor for a long time, as if she felt uncomfortable.

The useless etiquette of the Japanese gives the strong man a headache. They are here to arrest people, not to drop by. Is it possible that you bow to the enemy and say hello, and then tell him with a smile that your mother is here. kill you?

It's weird to think about it.

Noshiro's performance was much stronger. Although she was a little uncomfortable, she at least stood upright, and she looked much more reliable than Gangut.

"Comrade Gangut, please identify the cultural relics that are beyond the scope of private collection." Da Ke ignored the movement of the man with glasses blocking him, and walked very casually in the living room, checking the decorations and ornaments back and forth.

"Citizen Jastrov, with your financial resources, can you get the genuine one used by Alexander II?"

Although I always feel that I have returned to a hundred years ago, Gangut, who has been emotional for a while, finally entered the role.