The soldiers did not dare to be disrespectful to the officers, so they just watched Andreev in the trenches and did not dare to make a move. However, the people in the A-shaped vault were all senior officers, and the battalion commander really did not have enough to see here. As a result, Andreev was ransacked as soon as he entered.
The rum in the silver jug was snatched away, and a piece of compressed biscuit that he had packed casually was also washed away. At that moment, he really regretted not bringing more food. Looking at the officers sharing the biscuit in the corner, Andreev's nose felt so sore that he almost shed tears.
This unique Chinese military ration is made from various fried rice noodles, flour, grain flour, soybean flour, mixed with heavy oil, salt and sugar, and pressed into bricks by machine.
The strong taste and high calories are the characteristics of this kind of food. The taste is really unsatisfactory, but what the people on Tangwan Mountain need at this moment is not the calories, but just the taste of the compressed biscuits.
It had been so long since they had eaten salt that they almost lost their sense of taste in their mouths. Several officers gathered around and used daggers to cut the compressed biscuits into pieces and crush them into powder. Each of them greedily twisted the biscuits with their thumbs and index fingers. A little bit and sprinkled on the tip of the tongue, a look of extreme happiness filled their faces, as if they had smoked a big cigarette.
"How could this happen? Are you crazy..." Andreev asked subconsciously.
"We are not crazy, we just haven't been late for salt for a long time. You should really bring some salt when you come this time..." Following the voice came a young man with red hair. Andreev saw that his military rank was A colonel, he immediately thought of the information provided to him by the Chinese CIA and knew that this person was Aikeson.
With a snap, he stood at attention and saluted. Although Aikeson's military rank was not high, everyone already knew that this person was the special envoy to the Far East secretly established by the tsar. Of course, this position is definitely not available now, but it is undeniable. This person's level is still very high.
"Close the door to the vault and light a few more miner's lamps..." Aikeson ordered, and the loyal guard struggled to close the heavy iron door, blocking out the soldiers' appraising eyes.
The vault was sealed, more than a dozen miner's lamps were lit, and the vault was bright. At this moment, Andreev could clearly see the astonishing scene in front of him: "Oh my god, why is there so much gold..."
In front of you is a container made of gold, neatly arranged in a square shape, with rectangular gold ingots placed on iron shelves, each piece shining brightly under the light.
The whole room was golden, and a lot of scattered gold coins and gold ingots fell on the ground and were kicked everywhere by leather boots. There were still many unopened boxes in the corners that became the beds of these officers, with a layer on top. The blanket is just fine for sleeping.
What's even more incredible is that Aikeson has a complicated domino square array made of gold ingots placed next to him. It seems that this is the major's daily game to kill boredom.
Playing domino blocks with gold ingots is quite a luxury.
Aikeson smiled bitterly and said, "Are you surprised? We were surprised before, but because of these things, our fleet and our soldiers were lured here... and the entire army was annihilated!"
"If I could do it all over again, I would rather give up this switching point than salt..." At this point, Aikeson suddenly lost control of his emotions. He grabbed a gold ingot and threw it at the wall like crazy.
"What do I need this gold for? This is not gold, these are venomous snakes..." With a muffled bang, the gold ingot fell to the ground and was twisted and deformed.
The furious major was so shocked that no one in the vault dared to shout loudly. The few officers who were grabbing compressed biscuits also put down their food and stood up with solemn expressions.
It was truly an army built by the Tsar. They were all besieged and were about to starve to death, but the superiority and inferiority remained intact. Of course, this was also the blessing of the abolition of slavery. A large number of this army were the sons of serfs and descendants of dilapidated military nobles. , because he was single-handedly promoted by the Tsar, so he was extremely loyal to the Tsar.
This is the main reason why they still refuse to surrender even though they have run out of ammunition and food.
Exxon panted like a bull roaring, which showed the anger in his heart: "It's just this gold... I really don't know why there is so much greed in my mind! Is there a shortage of gold in the world? Can we manage the Far East properly?" Will the rich land be short of gold in the future?”
"High-yield gold mines, people's taxes, forest mineral deposits, medicinal materials and furs...aren't these wealth? As long as we manage it carefully, won't we be able to earn this gold after ten years of accumulation?"
"Why..." Aikeson's angry roar echoed in the vault, "Why do we have to be blinded by this gold even though we are guarding the treasure mountain? Greed is the devil... Greed is the devil!"
Aikeson vented his emotions hysterically until Captain Vinya gave the guards a look, and two guards helped Aikeson inject a shot of morphine, which calmed the young man down.
Sitting on the pile of gold, Aikeson's chest rose and fell violently. Three minutes later, the medicine took effect and he calmed down a lot. He asked weakly, "How is the situation outside? I see that your expression is not good, is it?" Isn’t it bad news? It’s okay to say it, with the calming effect of the medicine… I can bear it!”
Andreev almost burst into tears. He did not expect that the expeditionary force would be so miserable. The soldiers were struggling in the mud like pigs. The officers almost fought over a piece of compressed biscuit. Even the special envoy sent by the Tsar wanted to fight. I rely on the sedation of morphine to think.
How could the empire's army be defeated like this!
"I'm sorry...I didn't bring good news...Vladivostok has fallen. I was captured by the Chinese. I'm sorry for His Majesty the Tsar's expectations...I, I, I...I signed the surrender order..."
Andreev was bursting into tears at this moment. He recounted all the details of the entire Vladivostok battle. Even though Axon had been injected with sedative morphine in advance, he was still dizzy with excitement.
"God punishes you! You traitor, how dare you sign a surrender order! The empire you betrayed..." An officer suddenly lost control and rushed forward, punching Andriev on the left side of his face. The man-bear was knocked to the ground.
The officer cried and sat on Andreev's body, hitting his head hard with a hammer-like fist, hitting his flesh and drawing blood! Andreev's momentum was taken away, and he didn't dare to fight back at all. His face was deformed after being hit three times.
Vinya was the oldest officer present. He rushed forward and pulled away the officer who made the move. "Let go! Now is not the time to hit people. Even if Andreev is going to be punished, we shouldn't do it. Get out of here." …”
A group of people separated the crazy officer. Andreev's nose was broken, and blood was dripping down, but he seemed to have lost all pain, and stood up and said expressionlessly.
"The empire can shoot me, or I can commit suicide... Death is easy, but the more difficult thing is to live and solve the problems that must be faced..."
