"Can China people get close to you?" Tremich said, "Although I am Russian, I was almost killed by Cheka. I have a deep feud with the Bolsheviks. Only I can win your trust. I was entrusted by the Chinese team. Please believe me. At this time, there is no need to lie to you because the two armies are at war."
"Terry Mickey, how do we know if you’re from Cheka? Tell the truth, who sent you?"
"Oh my god, don’t you believe me at this time? God, you are the * * team in the front line. Are you willing to die at your own hands? Be shot in the head by your fellow villager and die, or be shot in the head by your fellow villager. Wake up, brothers, Soviet Russia. This is to let you kill each other … "
It’s almost midnight. Li Fuqing and Guo Laibin exchanged glances and knew it was almost time. Li Fuqing got up and said, "Brothers have expressed their opinions and asked questions. Now I will express my opinions."
Everyone listened carefully to Li Fuqing, who was very nice and said in a low voice, "Brothers, I am a Bolshevik, and I have been sincerely sweating for the Bolsheviks for Lenin’s revolution in recent years, but I know that many of you are not Bolsheviks, and I don’t know what Bolsheviks are. I don’t understand the fact that I heard people say so, so no one will bully us … And many of your brothers joined the Red Army instead of Bolsheviks and followed me .. Li Fuqing, believe me, Li Fuqing … In this case, I will.
"I believe I saw Terry Mickey with my own eyes when he was taken away by Cheka …" Guo Laibin also came out, but his eloquence was a little stuttering. "In recent years, my heart has been uneasy and I always feel that Cheka will take our department one day. The fact is almost the same. In recent years, half of our brothers died in battle and there is no place to bury their bones … So my opinion is to go home!"
"Do you have any comments?" Li Fuqing looked around the carriage.
No one responded for a while before someone answered "I agree to go home!" "
"That’s settled!" Li Fuqing said, "Let’s be on high alert when we go back. Don’t trust anyone. If God wants us to fight at the front, listen to my orders. If I have no idea, listen to Comrade Guo Laibin’s orders."
Everyone dispersed. Terry Mickey stayed in the car for the night. Li Fuqing asked Terry Mickey to sleep with him. Before he went to bed, he drew a cross and warned, "Mitric, you can rest assured to lie down and sleep, but please forgive me … Brother, we have a lot of lice here. If we climb up to you, please don’t take it amiss. It’s a disaster for us to talk about raising such fat lice! They are all as big as a heifer, "he asked quietly after a silence.
"Mitric China, have you seen Zhang Yiping? What kind of person is he? Where was he born and where did he grow up? "
"Zhang Yiping? I haven’t seen it, but China told him a lot, and he was also a Marxist in France, and he was the mentor of the founder of French Marxism! His position in Europe is higher than Lenin’s. "
"oh? ！”
"It is he who is the real Marxists."
"Where did you hear that?"
"Everyone in China talks about newspapers like this."
"No, he is a leader. How can you talk about him casually?"
"He is a moderate leader who is very friendly to one of his own people, or he won’t let me save you. There are only a few hundred people in a battalion in Russia. Who cares about your life and death? The team led by Zhang Yiping will care about you." Terry Mickey sat up and lit a cigarette and sprayed thick leaf smoke on Li Fuqing’s face and coughed thoughtfully. "I sometimes feel jealous. Why is he from China? If only we Russians, our country would not be so chaotic. "
"We have a saying in China that it’s time for a hero to appear after such a long period of chaos. Obviously, Zhang Yiping is the hero who led China people to a strong position, just like Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty!" Li Fuqing spoke the last sentence proudly and laughed happily in the dark.
Mitric coughed a puff of red smoke from his nostrils. He continued while finishing his cigarette. "But our Russian empire is almost better …" He sighed. "I hope it won’t be badly damaged by those guys after defeating Russia …"
"You surrendered to the capitalist camp? Terry Mickey, why didn’t you tell me? " Li Fuqing rose from the ground.
"Don’t be nervous, kid. China, I’ve learned in the past two years that there is no socialism, capitalism and socialism in this world. It’s all bullshit. Will there be hope if we talk about socialism every day and don’t develop the country? Can socialism be eaten as a meal? "
Li Fuqing didn’t quite understand "Is there no ism in China?"
"Yes, there are all kinds of doctrines, including the Three People’s Principles, the Marxists, and the Administrations. But not many people believe them, and the more they do, the more people feel that there are many doctrines in China and there seems to be no such doctrines."
"How can this happen? How can Mitric not be socialist …"
"Don’t argue with me if you don’t believe in yourself!" Terry Mickey stopped talking, smiled and lay for a long time without closing his eyes. He didn’t sleep for a long time. There were indeed many lice crawling on his body and into his shirt, biting like a fire. Li Fuqing, lying next to him, sighed and scratched. I don’t know who snored like thunder and scared him away from sleep.
"I really want to go back and see what a country has become. It seems very lively to listen to what you say … what the hell! Damn it! ….. "Li Fuqing jumped up and fell asleep, and the baritone shouted and smacked a few times.
Terry Mickey was bitten by lice and tossed around. He turned his side to the other side and thought bitterly that he probably couldn’t sleep, so he sat up again and simply chatted with Li Fuqing, who also couldn’t sleep, about his experiences in China.
China is a strong, prosperous country with clean and efficient government, and people can speak freely and live and work in peace and contentment.
Terry Mickey also said many funny things happened to China, which was very clear to Li Fuqing’s ears, as if these things had happened to him.
But in a daze, Li Fuqing’s mind somehow remembered the scene of the previous war-many fragments of the past were killed in the Soviet-Russian war, the faces and ugly postures of White Guards soldiers, and all kinds of ugly words were called out and groaned, but now they have lost their luster and become dark because of time. I don’t know what I have said in my heart, but I can still feel the roar and echo of artillery slightly, familiar with the loud melody of machine guns and the rustling of bullets …
Then Li Fuqing remembered his old wife’s sad eyes when she parted with her beautiful mouth and red face …
Li Fuqing also remembered a ten-year-old Russian girl he loved. She was very beautiful. She was a sister who died in a war. One day at dusk, he rode to the hometown of his comrade-in-arms to tell his family that his comrade-in-arms had died. When riding across the mall, a thin girl-like him, leaving his wife at home-stood at the bottom of the tree and looked anxiously at the intersection. Her haggard face and tired eyes asked, "Did my brother call you?"
"I’m sorry your brother died in the revolution!" He told her the news cruelly, and she bent down in pain and buried her head in her hand, crying like a child, which made him feel more heartbroken than he did. He thought at that time that his wife might be like this.
Chapter 691 A roll of light
This beautiful girl was finally occupied by a political worker. Li Fuqing thought of this, and his yearning for women suddenly turned into anger. He was almost suffocated by hatred like poison gas. Pale face, straight teeth, groaning in pain, and then stroking for a long time, his chest and lips were trembling; He felt hatred boiling in his chest like a mass of slag-hatred was burning slowly in his heart, which prevented him from breathing and made his left chest and heart ache unbearable.
He didn’t fall asleep until dawn, and his face was brown and even more melancholy than usual. He came to the carriage of the battalion headquarters, and the battalion commander of China battalion was pure Russian Bolshevik. Now there are different battalion commanders and instructors in China battalion, all because of the Russian Soviet Bolshevik party member, who never believed them again. The battalion commander of China Bolshevik gave them an order, and the horse launched an attack forward with the troops to stall the China troops.
Then Li Fuqing came back to his chariot. He felt a little hot and cold in the morning when he walked. He secretly thought about how to act after the attack exhibition to succeed.
There are several houses next to the railway, where the sun grows grass and the roof rises behind. From where came a musical, melodious and complacent woman. There was a short period of rain before Lebanon, and the sand on the subgrade was washed by rain everywhere, leaving some traces of water flow and a faint smell of rain. The surface of the sand was hit by rain, and there were still many pits, which were a little dry-like hemp.
An officer in a military coat and muddy boots came around the train to meet Li Fuqing, who recognized him as Melkov, political commissar of the infantry regiment.
Li Fuqing just slowed down a little and waited for Melkov to come over. They came together and stopped. Melkov blinked coldly and squinted black.
"Li Fuqing, Dawei? You just got out of the battalion? I’m sorry I can’t pass you my hand … "Melkov closed his lips and put his hands in his uniform pockets.
"I don’t want to stretch out my hand to you … your hands are dirty all day to touch your stuff! Why not put your hand in your pocket all day … "Li Fuqing replied derisively that Melkov quickly put his hand out of his pocket.
"Why are you here for orders? Or … If it’s an order, the battalion should stop. The battalion has an order, and our China battalion is absolutely obedient. "
"I didn’t hear that a stranger came among you last night," Melkov said, which made Li Fuqing wary and asked, "Are you interrogating?"
"Is the fate of your China camp legally cut" Melkov Lianqu smiled and shrugged his shoulders.
"I can assure you that the man last night was a Red Army soldier who came to beg for a pack of cigarettes and left."
"I hope you’re telling the truth …" Melkov Weng looked at Li Fuqing, who looked a little hunched with contempt and regret. "It’s not good for you to hide …" He turned and strode without waiting for Li Fuqing to answer.
Meet Li Fuqing next to Guo Laibin’s carriage.
"What’s the matter? That Melkov is said to be from Cheka. He won’t doubt us, will he? "
"It’s that they always guard against us." Guo Laibin stopped to ask how much Melkov knew. From Li Fuqing’s words, he learned that this guy should have no evidence, but sometimes Cheka people don’t need a reason to beat them up. Guo Laibin was a little worried.
"I am afraid that they will be so tired every day!" Guo Laibin said
"Hum! Now we should act! " Li Fuqing and Guo Laibin thought intermittently as they walked to the camp where the soldiers stayed.
Troops assembled on the lawn behind the train. Soldiers from China Camp formed a gray-green fence. The Russian battalion commander of China Camp just questioned Melkov, political commissar of Li Fuqing regiment. In the crowd, several Soviet officers Melkov pointedly and word for word shouted, "… comrades from China, you are all bourgeois fighters. The Central Committee believes in you. There is a qualitative difference between you and the bourgeois China Defence Force. We will lead Lenin to fight until the final victory! We are trusted, and we must never fail-this kind of letter! Now I’ve come to announce that General Fu Zhilong, commander of the army, has ordered Lenin … "
Melkov took out a crumpled paper from the side pocket of the garment in an unnecessary panic, and read with emotion, "Comrades in China Camp have realized that the world bourgeoisie has turned over and liberated the cause of human liberation. You should safeguard the heroic dignity and glory of China Camp and live up to Comrade Lenin’s trust in you. You should follow my orders and follow me!"
Kalmykov was silent for a while and saw that the soldiers in China camp were quiet and not enthusiastic. Then he rolled up the paper and waved and shouted, "Let’s go!"
Four columns of troops marched forward and joined the infantry in front to form a long dragon that crawled forward along the straight railway line.
Li Fuqing found Terry Mickey disguised as a soldier in the team. He rudely elbowed others into the crowd. "Terry Mickey, what shall we do now?" Li Fuqing asked
"The best way is to quietly leave the team from the battlefield. If it is not practical, just stay on the ground or surrender when you see the Chinese team at the front!" Terry Mickey said, "If you are from China, it will not be difficult for the opposite army to harm them. Of course, sometimes you are a little embarrassed and misunderstood. There must be people who don’t mind passing it as soon as possible …"