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Chapter 178 When Cannons Become God Statues

Chapter 178: When a cannon turns into a statue

Boli City, due to the war, the Russian Amur Military Region Command has already reached this city that belonged to Tsarist Russia after 1860.

Tonight, the moon is shining with stars and the cool breeze is blowing. Russian commander Grodjkov stood on the third floor of the command center and looked at the city from the window. It was beautiful and charming. Now it belongs to Russia and will also belong to Russia in the future.

Some time ago, although the crazy counterattack of the Chinese team made him feel a little worried, since July, it may be because of insufficient momentum or too much loss. In short, the Chinese began to remain silent.

On the Western Front, I heard that the defense was based on the Wuyi Army, the strongest army in China, as the backbone. In the past, due to Orlov's carelessness, he was ambushed, resulting in the defeat of the entire army. The Chinese people regained several cities in succession. Fortunately, they dispatched two brigades in time to return to Hulunbuir City, which prevented the Chinese team from advancing from advancing and stabilized the front line.

On the northern front, China's Heilongjiang General Shoushan has more defense and insufficient offense. I believe that as long as I defeat the Chinese team on the Western Front, I believe that they will be wise to choose to retreat or surrender.

The most worrying thing is the army attacking from Jilin. These armies all set out from Vladivostok. Now the Imperial Pacific Fleet was ambushed by the Chinese and cannot recover. They dare not leave the port for a second. The rear path is threatened, and they may be unstable.

Fortunately, the old guy Alexeyev was killed and the clan was destroyed. Now in the Far East, it is up to me, Grodjkov, who is the only one who decides. I believe that under my wise leadership, even if they lack offense, they will have more than enough defense.

Grodjkov looked into the distance and was very proud. As long as he solved the Chinese Heilongjiang Front, the army attacked the southeast and met with the Imperial Vladivostok Front. Why worry that the two provinces of China cannot fall into their hands? When the momentum of victory is carried out, I will force the Chinese Navy to go south and conquer the city and territory. I will become the greatest hero of the empire.

While fantasizing about it, Grodjkov picked up a glass of wine and drank it hard. Chinese people, wait. If the empire's logistics could not keep up and there was insufficient guns and ammunition during this period, I would have destroyed you in one fell swoop.

Doudong, there was a knock on the door outside the door.

Grodjkov put down his wine glass and frowned and asked, "What's the matter? I'm still here to bother me so late."

"General, the ordnance transported from the rear has just arrived." The voice of the staff officer Khrunev came from outside the door.

That's right, when I want to fall asleep, someone comes to deliver a pillow. I just thought that there was insufficient guns and ammunition, but now someone comes to tell me that I have delivered it. It seems that God is also on his side.

Grogerkoff raised his voice and said happily: "Come in. Let me see the list."

Khrunev did not dare to neglect, so he quickly pushed the door and handed the list of ordnances to Grodjkov.

"Major General, don't you drink a drink?" Grodjkov said to Khrunev with a smile as he looked through the list.

Khrunev first poured him a glass of wine, then poured himself a glass, and said with a smile: "General, the good days for the Chinese are here. I just took a brief look and there were more than 100 cannons in Guangda. Moreover, the Imperial Logistics Department also transported more than 20 machine guns according to the general's suggestion."

Grodjkov said with a smile: "Let's go, I can't wait, I want to touch those cannons now."

"Now?"

"certainly!"

The two led several guards to the arsenal with great interest, where some soldiers were busy carrying boxes.

"General!" Seeing Grodjkov, the soldiers hurriedly saluted.

"Thank you for your hard work, open the box and let me touch these cannons. This is the best gift for the Chinese."

"Yes, general!" The two soldiers hurried forward and pried open the lid with sticks.

Grodjkov walked forward affectionately, as if these cannons were his lover.

"This is!"

Grogerkoff's face turned to anger again, and he asked angrily.

The staff officer and several other soldiers hurriedly stepped forward to check, and saw that there was a statue of the Virgin Mary inside the box.

Khrunev took a breath and his face became less beautiful.

"Quick, pry open the other boxes for me."

Grodjkov turned around and shouted loudly at the rest of the boxes.

A hundred soldiers who were transporting were also panicked and did not dare to neglect them. They put down other tasks and hurriedly stepped forward and pried over a dozen boxes in succession.

After checking Grodjkov's face turned pale and nothing else, there were some statues of gods inside, either Virgin Mary or the Lord Jesus.

These lifelike statues of gods were opening their eyes wide, as if they were laughing at Grodjkov and his group.

"How could this happen!" Khrunev murmured to himself.

Grodjkov was furious and stepped forward and lifted his collar, pulled him to the statue, and asked, "This is what you call a cannon machine gun. Tomorrow, the soldiers of the empire will fight against these things and go to the battlefield. Khrunev, please find the Director of the Logistics and Transportation Department for me."

Khrunev was almost breathless, his face flushed, and he said with difficulty: "General, I will send someone to do it right away."

Grodjkov threw him to the ground, and Khrunev rolled and crawled, and hurriedly asked him to inform the logistics director.

Not daring to kick the statue of God, Grodjkov stepped on the ground a few times, but was still unhappy and shouted at a soldier: "You, come up quickly."

"It's the general." The soldier was frightened, but he didn't dare not go forward. He shrank for a while before walking to Grodjkov.

With two bangs, the lieutenant general opened his bow left and right, slapped the soldiers several times, and then he vented his anger a little.

Soon, the Russian Minister of Logistics Benjamin led a few confidants and walked over slowly.

"Grodgerkov, what's the matter with me if you're so late?" Benjie, who was covered in fat, was obviously very dissatisfied with the general's disturbance of his sleep, and his tone was not so polite.

"Benjamin, see for yourself, what you did!" Grodjkov's anger began to rise again when he saw his expression.

Benjamin stretched his neck and saw it, yawned, rolled his eyes and replied, "Are you just some statues of gods? What's so good about it? You can appreciate it slowly by yourself. If it's okay, I'll go back and continue to sleep."

Grodjkov could feel his lungs explode, and he suppressed his anger with great effort: "This is the gun and ammunition you transported from the empire, and now it has become an image of God. What else do you have to say?"

Benjamin asked disbelief: "Is that true?"

Then he turned his eyes, touched the statue of God, and replied, "I don't know who made the mistake. Don't worry, I will definitely track it down to the end. Since these statues have been shipped, it's better to send them down so that the soldiers can listen to God's blessings."

"If it's okay, I'll go back. Remember to have something to do next time, you must not disturb me at night." Benjamin moved his fat and short body slowly and disappeared from Grodgerkov's vision.

Grodjkov was furious and almost had the urge to shoot him.

The staff officer knew his thoughts and couldn't help but step forward and persuaded him decadently: "General, Benjamin is the illegitimate son of His Majesty's personal doctor, so let's bear it."

Grodjkov said angrily: "The victory in the Far East will one day be destroyed in the hands of this fat pig."

After saying that, he was silent and could only think of other rescue measures.

Zharomude, the main tent of the Chinese Western Route Army.

Song Qing picked up a cup of tea, blew a little, and then took a sip.

"Everyone, I have received the order from the commander, no matter what, I will take Hulunbuir in the next ten days."

Two rows of generals stood neatly below.

The commander and the commander asked in confusion: "Why did the commander issue this order?"

Song Qing replied slowly: "This is not a secret. I just said that you know that the Russians have been inciting some princes and princes from the tribes to rebel, trying to persuade them to leave our China and establish themselves as their own country. Taking into account the political influence, the General Staff decided to attack Hulunbuir as soon as possible and give some pressure to those princes and princes with dissatisfaction. If they no longer know each other, the sword in my hand will not be dull, and then the heads will roll and blood will stain the grassland."

The more Song Qing spoke, the colder he spoke. He just learned that the Russian and Mongolian army had surrounded the *** ministers' office of the military government in Kulun, disarmed them, and escorted the ministers' office and their entourage out of the country.

The lower generals were all filled with anger and gritted their teeth.

Song Desheng jumped up with excitement and said, "Ship Song, I am willing to be the pioneer and attack Hulunbuir immediately."

Ma Yukun glanced at him. Some time ago, he had won the battle under the command of him and Jiang Zikang, but he was not as good as Song Desheng. Not long after the war, Song Desheng actively moved closer to the military government. In the end, when the military government promoted this victory, he almost forgot him.

However, Ma Yukun was helpless and gave rewards. The military government also scored a lot of points, which was much larger than Song Desheng. However, he deliberately or unintentionally concealed his name when promoting it, making his reputation not as great as Song Desheng.

"Shishou Song, let me be the pioneer. If I can achieve one great victory, I will achieve the second great victory." Ma Yukun said calmly.

"Don't fight, the Russian army has been huddled in the city and never came out. If we attack hard, we will inevitably suffer heavy losses, so we have to plan carefully."

When Song Qing thought that Feng Guozhang had lost more than 20,000 Russian troops with hundreds of troops, he couldn't help but think about it.

Jiang Zikang Xu knew his thoughts and nodded in agreement: "Yes, Feng Guozhang and Deng Shichang both exchanged for great victory with very little losses, and we cannot be weaker than them. I have a disgusting way, I don't know whether it is done or not, but once I succeed, I can exchange for the greatest victory with very little losses."

"Oh, since there is such a good plan, General Jiang will tell us in detail." Song Qing said with bright eyes.

Others also looked at Jiang Zikang curiously.

"The secret of heaven cannot be revealed, and I will keep it a secret. Five days later, Shuai Song and everyone will be separated. Otherwise, if things fail, they will only add a laughing stock." Jiang Zikang said lightly.

"Okay, I will give you five days to prepare. During this period, everyone should also prepare for the offensive and not delay major events." Seeing that he was indescribable, Song Qing stopped asking.
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