"Mr. Andreev! Mr. Andreev? Andreev..." Continuous rapid calls interrupted Andreev's memories, and he finally pulled his thoughts from the beautiful Naha back to reality. .
After three days of rest in Naha, Andreev was almost brainwashed by Xiao Letian's civilization revival plan. Especially after seeing the large councils that were about to be completed, Andreev was completely shocked.
The tall and majestic Military Council, the luxurious and extravagant Chamber of Commerce, the steady and heavy Citizen Council, and of course the exquisite and elegant Noble Council, not to mention the largest Lower Council. These dazzling buildings have gradually taken shape, revealing the future of the Chinese nation. A balanced political framework.
This impact shocked Andreev so much that he finally put aside all his arrogance and opened the Russian version of "The Journey to the West" and Xiao Letian's "Chinese Codex".
The aristocratic system of six nobility and eighteen ranks, as well as the three-level promotion system of citizens, civilians, and immigrants, as well as the political balancing mechanism of the upper and lower parliaments... all of this exposed Xiao Letian's huge ambitions.
This is to give the Chinese nation a strong and safe heart, especially the two unique settings of the Consultative Council and the Scientific Council, which further expose Xiao Letian's future strategic layout.
This is how brainwashing is done. Andreev recalled the chaotic social structure of his country, the corrupt and inefficient government agencies, the dilapidated urban infrastructure, and the slow start of the industrialization process...the gaps one by one. It struck Andreev's heart like a hammer.
Europe's false pride in facing Asia was completely shattered. Once its pride and prejudice turned into self-deprecation, subsequent negotiations would be easier to proceed.
The CIA sent its best negotiators to negotiate with Andreev, and finally persuaded Andreev to go north to Amami Island to persuade the stubborn Tsarist Russian soldiers, especially Major Ackerson, to surrender.
Taking the boat all the way north, Andreev was caught in a contradiction because of his imagination. To be honest, he was very reluctant to accept such a task, but everything that subverted his thoughts during this period reminded him that in the face of such prosperity, If we continue to fight against the Chinese people, they will definitely be doomed.
Such a powerful economy still fights at home. Even if Tsarist Russia is strong, it will not take advantage. How effective can Fadeev's reinforcements be? Fighting against such a behemoth, even if it starts smoothly, it will be crushed by the power released by the Chinese.
It would be better to kill fewer people, as there is no need to persist in a war that is bound to be lost.
After landing in the strait, Andreev approached Tangwan Mountain under the protection of a group of soldiers. The road was full of high-spirited soldiers and supplies as high as the mountains.
The field artillery imported from the United States disembarked directly from the Amami Oshima Island, and was dragged by mules and horses on the mountain road as far as the eye can see. The closer you get to Mount Yuwan, the more chaotic the road becomes. Newly built field artillery positions are being reinforced. The cannons at each gate were fixed in the firing position, with their muzzles raised eagerly aimed at the top of Tangwan Mountain.
Andreev didn't expect that there were so many artillery deployed here. He personally passed by four shooting positions with more than a hundred guns, not to mention the shooting positions in the distance that he didn't pass by. From a careful observation through the telescope, there were seven or eight. So many.
"God! How many artillery pieces have you prepared..."
The accompanying CIA official said coldly, "More than 700 field artillery pieces have been deployed. After that, our order in the United States still has more than 500 pieces that have not been delivered... All of this is not a secret. Let you see it all. I hope you can tell those people on the top of the mountain not to resist stubbornly, surrender is the only way out!"
Andreev had long been shocked by the wealth of the Chinese. He didn't consider the issue of authenticity at all and just broke out in a cold sweat. In fact, the CIA was just a cover-up. Only the artillery close to Andreev along the way was real. There are more than 300 meters in total, and the rest in the distance are just models.
The war on Amami Oshima has ended. Even if there are so many cannons, they have to be sent to the Far East. Who will send them here? However, Andreev had been so brainwashed that he lost his ability to think. He was so preconceived that he really thought that the Chinese had prepared thousands of field guns in an attempt to deal with the Russian army.
Holding a white flag, Andreev walked to the center of the battlefield with the soldiers delivering rice. He raised his head and looked up at the A-shaped treasury in the south of Tangwan Mountain. Countless greedy eyes were revealed in the long trench fortifications. Those hungry Tsarist Russian soldiers were waiting. Waiting for today's rice supply.
"Look! There is a white flag at the foot of the mountain. Our officers are here? Are they the envoys sent by the Minister? Is our diplomatic mediation effective? Go and inform the chief..."
The lifeless trench suddenly came to life. Countless lazy soldiers stood up and lay on the edge of the trench and looked down. When they saw the familiar army officer uniforms, many soldiers cried excitedly.
"God, it doesn't matter whether he brings good news or bad news, as long as someone pays attention to us, it seems that people outside have not forgotten us!"
Soon the soldiers who went out to transport rice brought back a shocking news: "Report quickly, sir... It's the army battalion commander in Vladivostok... It's Andreev... He has brought news from outside..."
When Andreev jumped into the muddy trench, he almost vomited from the stench. These were not elite Tsarist Russian soldiers, they were just a group of beggars.
Everyone's clothes were dark and dirty, and the sour stench hit their foreheads. There were countless human vomits and excrements in the corners that smelled bad. Many seriously ill soldiers struggled to survive in this stench.
"Oh my God! What have you experienced?" Andreev walked among the crowd, and the soldiers around him looked at him like a zombie, their eyes radiating hope.
"What's going on outside? Are we holding Vladivostok? Have our reinforcements arrived?"
"It must be a victory, otherwise you wouldn't be here. How are our diplomatic negotiations going? Great, let the Chinese send some medicine and salt. This is the most urgently needed..."
Andreev didn't know how to answer the soldier's question. He just blushed and walked inside, wanting to go to the vault.
As soon as he entered the vault door and before he could say anything, he saw several figures flying toward him, knocking him against the wall, and then a demonic voice sounded in his ears.
"Did you bring anything to eat... did you bring any salt... for God's sake did you bring any salt!"
Andreev was stunned for a moment. He never expected that the opening remarks would be like this. Instead of asking how the war was going, a group of beggar-like officers just asked him for salt.
"Yes... I'm sorry! I didn't bring any salt, but there was a piece of compressed biscuit in my jacket pocket that I didn't have time to eat. You guys..."
Before he finished speaking, there was a stabbing sound, the pockets of the military uniform were torn to pieces, and the salty compressed biscuits were snatched away by a few big dirty hands, in exchange for excited cheers.
