After sending Andreev away, Vadim looked lonely, "He seems to be the last friend in my life. From now on, I will never have any friends again."
The loneliness was only for a moment, and he shook his head fiercely, "Damn friendship is useless at all. Survival is the first priority. Okay, let's go down to the bunker. From now on until the supplies are exhausted, we won't come out!"
"It's time to give up the power of performing on the stage to others." Vadim led the last forty direct descendants into the bunker. There were two seriously injured soldiers outside. He helped them cover the carpet, push the cabinets and then After putting on a certain disguise, the two took advantage of the darkness and took out the battalion headquarters.
The dawn here is quiet, there are gunshots and shouts outside, but Vadim's camp has become a silent place like a tomb.
In the bunker, Petru looked at his father and asked in a low voice, "Will we succeed?"
Vadim didn't answer, and he didn't know how to answer. In fact, this strategy was just a gamble on his life. He was betting that the war of volunteers had just ended and all the chaos would not be enough to clean up the battlefield. Bet that those Central Asian reinforcements can quickly arrive in Vladivostok under the command of Fadeev.
In fact, even if the main force cannot come, it is good to have a vanguard force. As long as Xiao Letian and others know that the Central Asian cavalry regiment is coming, then their attention will be diverted and they will not be so careful about cleaning the Vladivostok battlefield. .
Thinking about it this way, it is still very possible for everyone to survive until the reinforcements arrive.
"Don't worry, kid, God will protect us! I firmly believe that we will never be exposed!"
In the cold night wind, Andreev and his guards staggered through the streets. They had been separated from their men. Andreev had no idea where his soldiers were or where they were going. What should be done in one step.
The road leading to the Aleut had been divided by the volunteers. Originally, he could not find the commander-in-chief to join him. What made him even more sad and angry was that groups of Tsarist Russian soldiers were driven to the seaside, no matter how they begged. , but the Chinese on the opposite side were so ruthless that they were actually killing prisoners.
Rows of bullets swept across, and the soldiers were knocked to the ground like wheat. The warships in the Amur Gulf could do nothing but fire two shots from time to time with small-caliber naval guns.
The navy didn't even dare to send out small boats to pick up the retreating brothers.
"It's over! Everything is over! We are definitely defeated. The Tsar's Vladivostok is lost!" The two-meter-tall man actually covered his face and cried.
The surrounding guards were also dumbfounded. Andreev the Bear was known as the first warrior in Vladivostok. In people's minds, he was just a huge stone, an iron statue that would never bow its head.
No one expected that even he could not hold on in the end. This was the first time the battalion commander cried in front of everyone.
At this moment, there was a sudden burst of footsteps from the east. The guards were shocked and all raised their rifles, but they didn't expect that hundreds of civilians came out of the darkness.
Civilians have been immigrating to Vladivostok since 1863. Although the number is smaller than that of soldiers, more than 3,000 people have settled here in the past few years.
Tsarist Russia has been running this city for eight years. Even if the efficiency is slow, there will be some results. Many of these Tsarist Russian civilians who have immigrated here are farmers who have just been released from serf status. They are greedy for the land in the Far East for free and the cost of living here. Came from a low place but not from far away.
But never imagined that this was not a stable paradise. Although there were no greedy landlords here, there were fierce wars.
When people saw an officer opposite, they all cried. They crossed their hands on their chests, "God bless you, my commander, please save us. We don't know where to go. Those Chinese people don't know where to go." They will let us go, but they will massacre the city."
Facing a group of duck-like farmers, Andreev was helpless. He was just a soldier who knew how to fight. He didn't understand other things and didn't want to understand them. But these things he didn't understand came to him. Now he is the highest-status person around him. Man, if he doesn’t solve this problem, who will?
In fact, what troubles Andreev most now is the collapse of his faith. Vadim is hiding, completely violating his previous vow to live and die with the soldiers. Look at Diyachenko and Aitorin again. They were hiding on the battleship and lingering, watching the soldiers being slaughtered but unable to do anything.
It turns out that the false sense of victory brought about by conquering cities and conquering inferior nations time and time again was just an illusion. I thought that the great Tsarist Russian army would never fail, but the real defeat was so cruel when it came to it.
Something seemed to be broken in his heart, which was the pride that he had stubbornly believed in for a long time, that kind of arrogance.
Smashing the old shell, Andreev stomped his feet and said, "Forget it, forget it! No one cares about your life or death, I will take care of it! I will take the blame for the blame that no one wants to bear. Let's go south, and I will take you to see him." The leader of the Chinese nation!”
Andreev made up his mind, and the other soldiers had no choice but to follow. They ran all the way to the south of the city, towards the place closest to the sea, where the Chinese flagship Zhiyuan was anchored on the sea.
"Look for the sampan immediately, choose the ten oldest citizens to get on the boat with me, prepare the white flag and I will take you to see Xiao Letian. This damn war can no longer be fought!"
"I used to be a fool and an idiot. I thought everyone would risk their lives to fight regardless of everything. But in the end, I was the fool who encouraged others to die, but I hid myself. I won't serve you." Got it!"
The cold sea water kept rising and falling. Two small sampans pushed away the tiny ice floes on the sea and began to approach Zhiyuan. A white flag was tied to the bow of each boat with a white shirt.
Vladivostok is burning behind. Now three-quarters of the city has been liberated by the volunteers, and only a few soldiers are left desperately resisting.
Xiang Shaolong was afraid that he would suffer too many casualties, so he did not order a strong attack. Anyway, once it got dark, the enemies hiding in secret would no longer have the protection of the night.
Reflected by the city's firelight, the two small boats on the sea were very conspicuous. Soon the Zhiyuan discovered the uninvited guests. Sailors were quickly running on the deck. Andreev even heard the Chinese shouting.
Soon, the two Gatling guns fixed on the side of the ship turned their muzzles and aimed at the sampan, waiting for the officer's order to start firing.
"Don't shoot! I am the envoy. I want to see the Chinese prime minister and I want to negotiate! I have brought citizen representatives and we are negotiating with sincerity!"
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