Androv looked around. The only commanding height in the camp was his sentry tower.
But there was nothing in his hand except a pistol.
Looking at the compatriots below who were being slaughtered in a hasty counterattack, he closed his eyes in pain, took a deep breath, and shouted out a string of Russian words. Not only that, he also added a string of Mongolian words.
The sound was loud, but it was barely muffled by the gunfire and grenade explosions.
But fortunately, it was also heard by some people on both sides. Then, Zhao Ming began to shout in simple Mongolian to surrender without killing.
Over there, Chief Androv's words were repeated in Russian.
Soon the gunfire on both sides gradually stopped, and the sound of weapons being dropped to the ground was heard.
Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhao Ming didn't expect that things would go so smoothly.
According to his original plan, this side was to be carried out at the same time as the Baoshan side.
But this side will not launch a direct general attack. The first wave will be a feint attack at best.
Just as he was feinting and attacking, he realized something was wrong. This defensive strength seemed quite bluffing at first glance.
But when they actually charged in, they were shocked to find that the opponent's warning force was extremely fragile.
Except for a cavalry company on the periphery, there was almost no decent guard.
If it hadn't been for a piercing alarm belatedly sounded inside, I'm afraid the machine gunners in the bunker wouldn't have opened fire.
And during the charge, Zhao Ming seriously suspected that these machine gunners were probably on drugs, and their bullets were flying like crazy.
That is to say, relying on the characteristics of machine gun fire, many brothers were shot down, otherwise the losses in this wave would be even lower.
While the brothers began to clean the battlefield and control various points, Zhao Ming also took the opportunity to bend down and wipe a few words on the corpse, mastering Russian as quickly as possible.
After a while, several middle-aged white men who looked like military officers were escorted over.
"Who the hell are you? Show me some respect! I'm a major officer, you can't do this to me!"
Alexander kept struggling and roaring.
His face was red and his eyes were a little distracted. It was obvious that he had a few more drinks after Androv left, and he was now a little drunk.
"Are you the highest officer here? What's your name?" Zhao Ming pressed the other person's chin with one hand, straightened the other person's shaking head and asked in a deep voice.
"You...you can say what we say? Who are you?"
"Now that you are a prisoner, I ask you whether you understand or not?" Zhao Ming frowned, this stinky drunkard.
If it weren't for the identity of the other party, he wouldn't have killed him with one shot.
"Let me tell you, Chief Alexander drank too much. He can't answer your questions at this time."
At this moment, a very calm voice sounded.
Zhao Ming couldn't help but look at another middle-aged white man who was being escorted aside. The other man had very pure blond hair and a light golden and white beard.
"Your name, position, and the name and position of your commander."
"My name is Androv, my position is adjutant, and our commander's name is Alexander. I don't know what you want to do, but please don't hurt us.
In accordance with international practice, we surrendered voluntarily. I hope you will follow the rules, otherwise I cannot guarantee what will happen next. "
Androv stood very calmly and straight, even though he was being detained by two people, he still stiffened his neck, like a proud swan.
"Damn it, what did this foreign devil say? But Mr. Zhao, I feel that this guy deserves a beating. How about I beat him up?"
The monkey on the side frowned. Although he didn't understand, he just felt that the white man in front of him deserved a beating.
Too lazy to answer the monkey, Zhao Ming continued to ask in Russian, "Where are your ammunition depot and armory? And I need to know whether you just sent a message to the nearby station..."
Zhao Ming originally wanted to ask if you had sent a telegram to the nearby station.
But thinking about it, this question seems a bit redundant and must have been posted.
However, the other party seemed to have guessed what Zhao Ming meant and nodded.
"As long as you obey the rules, I will also obey the rules. I won't hide this kind of thing from you. We have already sent the telegram.
You can evacuate here within an hour, otherwise I cannot guarantee the consequences.
Alternatively you can try to kidnap us and threaten them with us as hostages.
But I advise you not to do this kind of behavior, because it will kill you, and it will also kill us!
As for the armory and ammunition depot, they are just behind our camp. I have the keys and I can give them to you. "
Androv showed great cooperation and had no intention of playing tricks with Zhao Ming.
Zhang Kai on the side felt that the foreign devil seemed to have said something very important, and turned his head to look at Zhao Ming, "What on earth did the foreign devil say?"
"He said he had sent the telegram and we had an hour. If we didn't evacuate within an hour, we would be in danger.
Of course we can also kidnap them, but this will be very dangerous. When the time comes, he will die and we will die too. "Zhao Mingyan said concisely and comprehensively.
"Ah? Why kidnap them? If they die, we will die too?" Monkey wondered.
Hearing this, Zhao Ming just looked at the monkey strangely.
There are some things he doesn't want to explain more, so he blackmails Mao Zi. Isn't this asking for death?
"What are you still doing? Go and collect the arms for me!
Time is limited, so let’s loot all the good stuff here! "
Throwing the key from Androv to the monkey, Zhao Ming urged him.
Although it only took less than a quarter of an hour from the invasion to the complete capture of this place.
But there are a lot of arms here, and if you want to move them out, one hour may not be enough.
The key point is that they can't keep busy here, and they have to rescue the workers who have gone to the mines because of their anti-independence.
After another inquiry, Zhao Ming learned that there were only two companies responsible for supervision over there.
The maximum number of people to fight is 300, but there is a lot of firepower.
There are several machine gun platoons among them, and forcing them will cost a lot.
Fortunately, Androv was a man of general knowledge. After knowing Zhao Ming's purpose, he agreed to persuade him to surrender almost without thinking.
It seemed that in Adjutant Androv's mind, the lives of their soldiers were precious.
It's not worth it for these anti-independence rebels.
Of course, it may also be because he is confident that once reinforcements arrive, the rebel army in front of him will soon be suppressed again.
This seemed to be beyond doubt, at least that's what he felt in his heart.
Zhao Ming would not argue so much with the other party, so he ordered Wang Er and Zhang He to lead 300 brothers to quickly bring a few machine guns and looted howitzers to accompany Androv to persuade him to surrender.
Once the opponent stubbornly resists, suppress them forcefully.
Time passed little by little, and there was no time to even count the loot. All the prisoners of war could only be gathered in the middle of the camp, guarded by more than twenty gun-wielding brothers and several machine guns.
The remaining brothers all started busy moving the goods.
Box after box was loaded with artillery shells, boxes of ammunition were moved out, as well as machine guns and cannons.
Everyone was so busy that they were sweating profusely and their arms were twitching, but their faces were full of excitement.
