"The reserve team, the first regiment and the three battalions have been assembled and are waiting for orders..."
"More than 1,300 prisoners have been collected from the front line. Please indicate where to place them..."
"Report...the cavalry has attacked five kilometers north of the Yangtze River..."
"Report...the infantry has cleared the obstacles. According to the original plan, the troops are currently divided into two groups to outflank the defeated troops..."
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Report after report sounded in the command headquarters. Xiang Shaolong and his staff were very busy. All the intelligence was summarized in the picture above, and then military orders had to be issued quickly.
The wounded soldiers who came off the battlefield can rest, including the units that have completed their tasks until tomorrow morning. They can also take turns to rest, but only the brain of the war cannot rest.
They must work 24 hours a day, deal with emergencies that occur every moment, and make continuous adjustments to the entire war process.
The fortifications on Jiangxin Island were already noisy. Xiang Shaolong and his staff were hanging cigars and cigarettes one by one, drinking strong tea and coffee freely, and there was a bite-sized meat bun in the corner. It was as cold as stone, but the hungry officers still picked it up and took a bite from time to time.
There was only one idle person in the entire fortification, and that was Xiao Letian, who was snoring in the corner. He was wrapped tightly in a bearskin coat, his legs were draped on a chair, and his body was curled up in an armchair, sounding like he was sleeping. A sweet one.
Time passed by minute by minute, so fast that it was unimaginable. It seemed that Xiang Shaolong had just looked at his pocket watch in the last second, but after the three orders were issued, an hour had passed since he looked at his pocket watch.
The hour hand has pointed to four o'clock in the morning. At this moment, the cavalry has broken into ten kilometers north of the river. The infantry has also completed a pincer-like outflanking formation to protect the cavalry's flanks and press all the way to the north.
Good news came one after another from the front. The captured Cossack prisoners were sent back from the front in strings with ropes. CIA officials searched for all papers with writing on the battlefield and all kinds of valuable intelligence.
Mr. Long rubbed his hands excitedly, "That's right, keep pressing northward until these bastards enter the permafrost area, starve them to death, and freeze them to death!"
Just when the clock hand pointed to 4:40 in the morning, a hoarse roar suddenly came from outside, and the ecstasy in the voice could not be suppressed at all.
"Report to the general! Good news... The snipers at the front have caught the biggest fish. The Cossack regiment leader Fadeev was shot and fell from his horse. Now he has been captured by us..."
With a bang, the entire command center exploded!
"Hooray! Fadeev has been caught!"
People saw Xiao Letian in the corner suddenly stood up, threw away his bearskin coat and shouted, "Where are the people? Dead or alive!"
"Report to the Prime Minister, seriously injured! But I was still alive when I came!"
"Quick...send my personal medical staff to treat him! His safety must be guaranteed! Capturing a general on the battlefield, do you know how much leverage this will add to our negotiations? Go..."
"No, no, no... I have to go in person, Fadeev must live!" After saying this, Xiao Letian put on his coat and rushed out like a gust of wind.
More than a hundred of the Prime Minister's Guards surrounded Xiao Letian as they crossed the Amur River. Wherever the group went, all the soldiers stood at attention and saluted, and all the prisoners looked at him in horror.
In Xiao Letian's eyes, when had there ever been such a scene in the Far East? The corpses of brutal Rakshasa ghosts were floating for dozens of miles, and all kinds of weapons were scattered everywhere.
The embers of the bonfire are still burning, and the horses that are not dead are still twitching their legs. Look at those ghostly Tsarist Russian soldiers. At this moment, they are no longer as arrogant as before. Their hands are tied behind their backs with long ropes. There are only two volunteers in a group of ten escorting them.
Not a single prisoner attempted to escape. This killing completely shocked their hearts. More importantly, these Rakshasa ghosts were exhausted, hungry and thirsty to the limit. Even if they had the intention to escape, they no longer had the strength.
"Please...please give me something to eat. Can you let me take off a piece of clothing from the dead body?"
"For God's sake, give me a strong drink and I'll freeze to death..."
A group of prisoners spoke in Russian that no volunteer soldier could understand, begging for food, water, clothes, and liquor to protect themselves from the cold. The temperature outside at the moment was minus ten degrees Celsius. The body temperature of ordinary people simply could not withstand such severe cold. On the way, Xiao Letian saw three or four wounded soldiers lying on the ground unable to get up again.
"Send the order and let the prisoners take off their clothes from the dead bodies. The wounded soldiers can give them some food..." Xiao Letian suddenly said with kindness.
The guide of the volunteer army next to him shrugged and said nonchalantly, "The Prime Minister has a bodhisattva heart. Why do these people care about them? The weather is so warm now. If it is March-9 weather, the temperature at night will be twice as cold as now..."
"These noses are already used to freezing. They are not afraid of weather no matter how cold it is... Besides, if these bastards die, we will be less worried. Who has so much food to feed them!"
"Shut up!" the guard holding the flag next to Xiao Letian shouted loudly, "Have you forgotten the military order of the Volunteer Army? What should I do after receiving the military order from the summit?"
"It is our bounden duty to obey orders! Yes! Prime Minister, I will go and deliver the order right now..." After all, the volunteer army has only been in the army for a short time, and it is a bit complacent to win a battle.
In the Chinese army, who dares to bargain with the commander's orders? Let alone the Prime Minister.
Seeing the company's frightened volunteer guide riding out to deliver the order, the flag guard said disdainfully, "One recruit..."
In fact, these Chinese veterans did not understand Xiao Letian's order. It was almost five o'clock now, and the temperature would rise rapidly after the sun came out. Even if everyone did not have to rescue these prisoners, they would not die much.
God knows why the Prime Minister was so kind to these people, but they had no idea that Xiao Letian's compassion was nothing more than praying for the person he loved most.
"Let's go, let's go see Fadeev! Fight..."
Fadeyev was currently lying on a stretcher and being carried south quickly. There were three layers of wolf skins underneath his body, and two layers of fur coats covering his body. However, he was still cold. Trembling all over.
A bullet-pierced wound on his right chest drained a lot of blood. The excessive blood loss left him completely unable to withstand the cold weather of the night.
When the doctor in the army saw that he was really dying, he shouted, "We can't go any further! Rest where you are, two bonfires, and put the patient in the middle..."
"I need a tent now, a tent to protect from the wind..."
"There is no tent, but there are plenty of sheepskins..."
"Stop talking nonsense, pick up the sheepskins and form a curtain to block the cold wind... We have to rest on the spot until tomorrow when the temperature is the highest at noon before taking action!"
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