Just when the public trial was at its peak, a group of cavalry arrived at Sandaogou Yiran. Judging from their direction, they should be heading towards the landing site.
The leader is Boss Xiang, who is engaged in arms trading in the Far East. In fact, his true identity is the person in charge of the CIA's Far East region. He has started systematically collecting information on the Far East two years ago.
Boss Xiang's real name is Xiang Defu. He was a subordinate recruited by Wang Huaiyuan when he first established the Xingtang. After years of testing, his loyalty is beyond words.
After confronting the volunteer rangers with a code word, Boss Xiang was quickly brought to Lord Long. He stood at attention and saluted Defu and then said, "General, please move. If there is urgent military information, send it to..."
The two walked to the headquarters and nervously said to Defu, "The battle for the Qingdao Gold Mine has begun. When I took the boat to go north, the battle was coming to an end. The situation was not optimistic..."
"The two battalions of the Russian army are all elites drawn from the Far East. There are no servants from other nations. My ship does not dare to get too close. I can only judge the situation on the battlefield through the sound of cannons and the fire on the island... …”
"I stayed ten kilometers north of Qingdao for a day. In the evening, our detailed operations in Vladivostok finally sent the latest information. The Qingdao gold mine has been occupied by the Russian army, and no miners have been found to have escaped..."
Master Long's brows knitted together, "Were they all wrapped in dumplings? Didn't anyone come out alive?"
"There should be survivors. Although this group of Rakshasa ghosts are cruel and murderous, the Far East is vast and sparsely populated. They also need people to provide services for them. I think there should be a certain number of captives sent out to do hard labor... Also I reminded them when I was unloading the goods for the last time that if the war goes bad, they can disperse and hide in gold mines and caves, so that a group of people can survive..."
"Vladivostok is only over a hundred kilometers away from Sandaogou. The enemy cavalry arriving here at dawn and dusk is too dangerous for us!"
Mr. Long pushed aside the map and carefully calculated for a while, "The defeated troops had no horses, so they could only flee to other checkpoints on foot. After Vladivostok received the news that Sandaogou Military Camp had been breached, it would take a certain amount of time to assemble the troops... Three God, we should still have three days..."
Xiang Defu said anxiously, "General, three days is not much. We must take advantage of the last chance to build trust with the local people when the mountains are blocked by heavy snow. Otherwise, we will not be able to survive this winter at all. It will be 3 to 4 degrees below zero." A low temperature of more than ten degrees is more terrifying than the Russians..."
"Not only that, General, you have changed the Prime Minister's strategy without authorization, which has caused great trouble to the rear. More than a thousand Russian troops have been annihilated. This will definitely cause a huge international shock, and will trigger a A protracted diplomatic war is very detrimental to us..."
"Evacuate, General, break into pieces and lurk quickly. We can no longer engage in such a large-scale battle when the rear area is not ready for a decisive battle. The first priority now is to survive the cold winter in front of us. There will be plenty for us to fight in the future." Chance!"
Lord Long was not stubborn. He understood what Xiang Defu meant. He hesitated for a moment and nodded, "You made a good analysis. I am really impatient in this battle. I know what I should do!"
At this moment, a roar like a mountain roar and a tsunami suddenly erupted at the distant public trial. The public trial finally reached the most critical moment. The red-bearded battalion commander who had committed many crimes had been hit by a rain of stones and his head was broken. The scene was out of control. .
Previously, the public trials of soldiers and low-level officers were just an appetizer. The trial of senior officers was the main event. The people who had been emotionally aroused were completely plunged into group madness. They had no fear and were reckless about the consequences. Now they did not even bother to use evidence to reprimand. The public trial The heads at the scene have aroused the wildness of the men outside the customs.
"It's him... He's the culprit... Hack him to death... Eat his flesh..." The crowd swarmed forward, and after a rain of stones, countless people rushed forward, killing the volunteers who had taken control of the situation. There was a rush.
Lord Long was horrified and quickly brought people over to maintain order, but it was already too late. Thousands of people lost their minds and refused to listen to your persuasion. Moreover, these are the people you want to win over, and you can't hurt them yet.
"Separate the crowd and let them calm down..." Mr. Long picked up a half-year-old child and threw it behind him. Immediately afterwards, the volunteers who were resting by the bonfire and watching the fun came running over, dragging and chasing people away.
It took half an hour for the crowd to regain their senses. After everyone saw the tragic situation in the inner circle, even the soldiers with the best psychological quality couldn't help but feel sick.
Where was the red-bearded battalion commander? All that was left was a few bones and a pool of blood on the ground. Only when they looked at the scarlet mouths of the people around them did they realize what had just happened.
"The public trial is over... let the people evacuate and calm down! What happened? How could this happen?" Lord Long muttered to himself, but in his mind he remembered a story Xiao Letian told him before.
During the Chongzhen period in the late Ming Dynasty, Yuan Chenghuan was unjustly imprisoned and sentenced to Lingchi. On the day of his execution, thousands of people in the capital gathered to watch the imperial court kill the national traitor.
The executioner would cut a piece of meat on the execution ground, and the people would pay and eat it raw. In an instant, the meat was sold out. Then cut open the five internal organs and sell them in pieces. The common people bought it and swallowed it raw with soju, and the blood flowed from their teeth and cheeks...
Master Long couldn't help but shuddered and thought to himself, "Prime Minister, what kind of demon are you trying to unleash? Back then, these people were so fanatical about dealing with our own people who were wronged. From now on, what we have to deal with is the real one." The aliens are Rakshasa ghosts with a blood feud. Aren’t these people all going to become evil ghosts in hell?”
"This must not continue like this. All public trials in the future must be heavily armed to maintain order, and killings cannot be carried out on the spot. The operations must be carried out in batches... Damn it, I'm afraid of these people!"
Thinking of this, Long Ye shouted, "Commander! Assemble the team, we will set off immediately. All company commanders will come to my headquarters to collect their own combat areas. They will receive their respective supplies in the afternoon. All troops will be deployed tomorrow at the latest." …”
"White mountains and black waters...we are here now!"
The long march of the Far East Volunteer Army lit the first fire here in Sandaogou. Later history books gave mixed reviews of this battle. All historians and military strategists believed that this first battle commanded by Xiang Shaolong could only barely be counted. Sixty points is just a passing level.
Strategically, it was obvious that a decisive battle should not be carried out too early, but Xiang Shaolong chose to fight.
In terms of tactics, it was clear that the Marines and the Japanese samurai had not fully integrated, but Xiang Shaolong still chose a mixed formation.
Even in the civil affairs after the war, there were chaotic scenes of eating Rakshasa ghosts alive, which shows that he was not fully prepared in the civil affairs.
There are still many mistakes, but people have to admit that it is this imperfection of Lord Long that creates a very perfect drama.
A hundred years later, when the film and television industry boomed, the classic bloody battles of the Far East Volunteer Army became the favorite theme of all directors. At that time, Long Ye's reputation even surpassed Xiao Letian for a while.
This is really a bit of a loss and a gain in the east!
