Chapter 181 Those disgusting and dirty things

The frontier position of the Heilongjiang West Route Army is less than fifty miles away from Hulunbuir City. In Jiang Zikang's garrison area, since he kept his hands behind closed doors and returned to the garrison, he ordered all the soldiers to start to get busy.

Hulunbuir City is located in the north, close to the grassland, no better than the city in the hinterland of the Central Plains. This city is small in size and has a small population. The original Chinese in the city have already run away. The rest are either surrendered and captured or have been massacred by the Russian army.

More than 10,000 Russian troops defended this city, and the Russian commander was Major General Bazovsky. He was a relatively cautious person. In addition, there was a lesson in the past. So he refused to take the initiative to attack on the grounds that his troops were insufficient and the ammunition was empty, but took various defensive measures.

After the Chinese team was at the city, he asked the future to increase troops as soon as possible, and on the other hand, he strictly guarded and defended. As soon as the Russian army arrived, he had ordered the construction of a military fortress. In addition to the original defensive measures in the city, if the Chinese team wanted to take back the city, there would inevitably be a fierce battle between the two sides.

Therefore, in addition to waiting for Jiang Zikang's wrong plan, Song Qing also prepared to concentrate all the cannons, first blast the way, and then expand from a little to finally win the war.

Jiang Zikang's soldiers moved everywhere as required and also found a large number of ordinary people to help. With a large number of people, they achieved his goal soon.

Just three days later, Jiang Zikang led Bao Guiqing, Li Chun, Liu Qiang, and Hu Feitian, the captain of the Heavenly Fighting Team who had just arrived, and went to check how the preparations were.

The soldiers coming and going here were wearing masks and twisting various wooden barrels and vessels. When they saw Jiang Zikang, they all looked at him with strange eyes and saluted.

"Sir, it seems that the soldiers have some opinions about you!" Li Chun looked at him with an expression of wanting to laugh but not daring to laugh.

"As such a stinking job, no matter who it is, you will have some opinions." Bao Guiqing also looked smirked.

Jiang Zikang rolled his eyes at the two of them and said seriously: "I'm not for everyone's sake. Go and ask if they are life or other important. Let's not talk about it, it's coming soon, let's see how?"

When everyone heard this, they looked up and saw that there were more than a dozen large cesspools not far from here. The soldiers coming and going kept pouring some human and animal feces and some other filthy into the inside, as if they were cooking a pot of ten-full-tonifying soup, which was insignificant.

The smell drifted with the breeze. Hu Feitian hurriedly covered his face and forced himself to not vomit. The other people's faces were not very good. Jiang Zikang took the mask from the sergeant and handed it to everyone to put it on first. The few people felt a little better.

"In ancient times, people abandoned their bodies and entered the city to cause plagues and other diseases. Today, I, Jiang Zikang, also became a villain, throwing these filthy materials into the city, and at the cost of a city, the Russian army could not eat or sleep in a room."

Jiang Zikang said with a complacent smile.

Only you can think of such a disgusting method, and everyone thought in their hearts.

In fact, I learned all this from the Grand Marshal, Jiang Zikang replied in his heart.

"Captain Hu, I don't know how well the Heavenly Soldiers are ready." Jiang Zikang looked at the captain of the Flight Team who had been silent and asked excitedly.

Hu Feitian looked proud and replied: "Don't worry, sir, more than 20 hydrogen balloons are ready. You just need to put these messy things into wooden barrels and transport them in."

Jiang Zikang touched his beard and smiled: "It's so good. We will take action from tomorrow."

At this time, in the Russian Army Command in Hulunbuir City, Major General Bazovsky was arguing with several Russian commanders and staff members to discuss matters.

Bazovsky sat in the first place and looked at his officers discussing calmly.

"Major General, the Chinese team is less than thirty kilometers away from us and has begun to siege the city. Do we need to think about retreating?" the staff officer asked with some concern.

The fact that Li Chun cut off the Russian army's head and built it into Jingguan did shock most Russian soldiers. This move was even more brutal than the style of the Cossack cavalry.

"Just, the number of Chinese troops is only slightly superior to our army. Our army defends the city according to this city and has the advantage of its land. What's wrong with it? Moreover, General Grodjkov has agreed to transport another batch of arms and dispatch a regiment of soldiers to reinforce." Another staff officer obviously disagreed with the retreat and refuted mercilessly.

Seeing that the two of them were about to say something, Bazovsky raised his hands and spoke to stop them. He looked at the faces of the officers with different expressions, and then said calmly: "Don't be scared by the momentum of the Zhongzhang team. The last time they could achieve such a great victory was that our army was careless and they accidentally attacked them. On the other hand, their weapons were stronger than us, with a large number of machine guns and cannons. We defended this city and could reduce the enemy's firepower as much as possible. As long as reinforcements arrive, they bite them hard from behind when they are exhausted, it will be the day of our army's victory. Therefore, everyone does not have to worry about it. As long as they defend carefully, they will be able to survive this period of time, the balance of victory will tilt towards our army."

Bazovsky was rumored, and his expression of deep-watching fire immediately touched all the subordinates present, which greatly increased their confidence and no one else had any words to retreat.

Seeing that he had done it, Bazovsky said with a smile: "Now, let's discuss how to defend and where each regiment should be deployed."

The next day, when Song Qing was lifting his tent early in the morning to order troops, he looked at Jiang Zikang.

"Mr. Don't worry, I'm ready, I'm waiting for your order to come down." Jiang Zikang replied calmly.

Song Qing blinked and smiled, "Everyone else has seen many of your actions in recent days. I believe everyone has some understanding in their hearts. I don't say much, but I just hope that everyone can be prepared for attack after returning. Whether it is successful or not, it still needs to fight in the end."

Then, Song Qing sighed and said with some consolation: "I received news yesterday that the Grand Marshal was furious because of the *** incident and had ordered General Dong Fuxiang to lead troops into Mongolia, so we don't have to worry about this matter."

Ma Yukun asked inexplicably: "Why is the Grand Marshal so anxious? I believe it's only a matter of time before our army captures this place. At that time, the attack will be easy."

Song Qing waved his hand, snorted coldly, and said angrily: "Isn't some great masters who don't know the world and forget how much he is, and dares to call himself emperor in vain. How can the Grand Marshal not be angry?"

Everyone was in their hearts: Indeed, the Grand Marshal himself dared not be the emperor. It is no wonder that you dare to do this in anything.

"Shishou Song means we don't have to lead the army to the *** now?" Song Desheng was also a little depressed. He wanted to make some more contributions.

"That's right. *** General Dong will take care of it. We just need to deal with the Russian army on the West with peace of mind and move forward steadily. The Sino-Russian War has been fighting until now, and the situation in China is very good now."

Song Qing took the opportunity to point to the map and said, "The Northern Army has the Heilongjiang General Shoushan who has stabilized the front line, and while the Russian army was dispatching a large number of troops to our west, it fought a beautiful pursuit battle. Needless to say, Feng Guozhang's Northeast Army is comparable to us. The Changshun East Army is slightly weak, but I heard that the Grand Marshal has dispatched a large number of new recruits to support him."

Song Qing raised his voice and said loudly: "What is even more exciting is that General Nie is about to attack from the back of the Russian army, which will inevitably involve a large number of Russian troops. Therefore, the dawn of victory has arrived, it depends on how much we can seize. Once the Russian Vladivostok is broken, I believe that Russia will start to talk about peace. In fact, I hope that everyone can join me to attack the Russian army's hinterland and recover the occupied territory a hundred years ago. By then, we will be famous for our eternity."

Song Qing's passionate words made the generals excited and screamed. After fighting with the Russian army for so long, the Chinese team gradually became afraid at the beginning and became equal. They looked down upon it now. The change in mentality made the Chinese team stronger in combat and their appetites became stronger.

The situation was about to break out on the front line of the two armies. The Chinese team was only twenty kilometers away from the city. Both sides could see the shady soldiers on the opponent's positions.

The rumors that some Chinese people were beheaded and piled up together frightened the Russians. They all watched the Chinese people carefully, fearing that the Chinese team would suddenly attack.

Today seems to be a good day. The weather is clear and cloudless. There is no abnormal movement of the Central Team on the endless plain. Russian soldiers can see it at a glance when standing on the city wall.

After breakfast, Bazovsky also brought several staff members to the city wall and watched the Chinese position with a telescope for a short time. He began to admire it in his heart. It is undeniable that the fortifications of the Chinese team were made very beautifully, with cross-crossing gullies and layer by layer of barbed wire. With the cross-fire power of machine guns that Bazovsky knew, the soldiers would have great losses if they wanted to attack head-on or escape.

Bazovsky sighed secretly, then retracted his mind and thought proudly: You are good, but I am not an idiot. Fortunately, I am ready to defend the enemy. Various military fortresses are no worse than you. The offense and defense have changed, and you are the ones who should suffer.

While looking and thinking, Bazovsky suddenly found hydrogen balloons that began to rise from the Chinese position until the sky. Soon, the hydrogen balloons became pitch black and flew quickly towards Hulunbuir like a dark cloud covering the roof.

Such a huge formation didn't take long, and most of the Russian troops stationed in Hulunbuir City saw the flying brigade roaring like black clouds. Panic inevitably began to spread among the soldiers. The guns could not be shot or the cannon could not be reached. What should I do? Could I fly to the sky to catch it?

What scared the soldiers even more was that even the officers were staring at the hydrogen balloons in a daze and couldn't think of any solution.

The Russian defenders were in chaos, and Bazovsky was also shocked. He unexpectedly, the Chinese had such advanced weapons.

During the Sino-German War, after the German army was defeated, they naturally would not go around to promote the Chinese that they had hydrogen balloon troops. They themselves valued it very much and just study it secretly. Of course, they did not want to attract the attention of other parties. Therefore, they concealed this matter intentionally or unintentionally, let alone the Chinese team, and they did a very good job of keeping confidentiality.

Seeing the soldiers screaming in a mess, looking frightened and running back and forth, Bazovsky almost got angry. Although we had no solution to the things flying in the sky, how many people could they kill were just a weapon of pressure.

"Quickly, send me my orders and let the soldiers find a place to hide. I don't believe it. How much accuracy and ammunition can they have!"

Bazovsky thought very well, but this time the flight brigade was not loaded with ordinary ammunition, but the golden juice and jade liquid needed as much as possible.

As soon as he finished his order, he hurriedly ran to the city with the staff. Soon he hid under a bunker and quietly waited for the arrival of the Chinese hydrogen balloon troops.

A tense atmosphere began to spread over the Russian positions, which could make people breathless.

The hydrogen balloon seemed slow, but in fact it was very fast. Soon it began to appear above the heads of the Russian troops stationed in the country. The huge pressure of death at any time made some Russian soldiers collapse in their spirits. They shouted and suddenly ran out of the cover and shot at the sky.

"Dog shit, you are all dog shit. I'm not afraid of you at all. Come on, come and fuck me. If I can't kill me, I want to *** you."

Crazy clamors sounded from time to time on the Russian military positions.

The sound of clattering was endless. It turned out that a Russian machine gunner saw this and fired into the sky. But one of them couldn't help but shoot at the front and immediately shot more than a dozen other Russian troops.

Hu Feitian stood in the pod and watched this wonderful scene excitedly with a telescope. The enemy's range was not enough to reach the hydrogen balloon. He liked to appreciate the enemy's ugly appearance and liked to watch the enemy running helplessly below. Every time he fought, he would take a walk back and forth like a demonstration. It is undeniable that his mentality was a little perverted.

More than a dozen other pilots in the cabin were operating the hydrogen balloons while looking at the large number of special bombs placed in the middle.

"Captain, you have reached the flight target, can you start dropping bombs?" The lookout hand turned around and reported.

Hu Feitian smiled and replied casually: "Let them be frightened for a while, and when the other teams are throwing first, we will take the last move."

More than twenty balloons lined up in a row, flew over the Russian army in the city wall, and then stopped moving.

"Bitches are raised, hide quickly, useless, the rifle cannot reach, the Chinese are about to drop bombs, hurry up!" A Russian officer shouted angrily at the soldiers who were shooting into the sky like crazy.

The soldiers turned a deaf ear and still did their own thing. The Russian officer could only sigh deeply and stopped shouting.

A thrill, countless viscous stalemates suddenly fell from the sky.

"What new weapon is that?" The Russian army began to exclaim. They had never seen such a thing before, and were even more frightened and scared.

Pick, pick, feces, pee, and all the mixed and stirred filth suddenly fell to the ground. A Russian army was yelling and unfortunately was hit. Even if it was not a bomb, the things that were smashed from such a high air were not something he could bear. With a scream, he gloriously became the first soldier to be killed by shit.

The shrill screams scared the other Russian soldiers even more and trembled. They buried their heads in their arms, covered their ears tightly, and did not dare to show them any more.

"Haha, this is a bitch. This is not a bomb. Numir, come and see, the Chinese are stupid. What kind of shit are they throwing?" A Russian soldier who was not hit suddenly shouted loudly.

The Russian soldier named Numir did not hear the explosion for a long time, and he couldn't help but stretch his head out slowly. When he looked at him, he saw that the soldier called him, Sakharov, stood on a pile of objects crying and screaming, as if he was crazy.

Before he could think about it, there were waves of stench that could not be smelled, and the special smell that would vomit when he smelled it came.

Wow, he couldn't bear it and vomited out what he ate this morning and what he was going to take last night this morning.

After vomiting, Numir turned his gaze to Sakharov again, and saw him laughing and digging up a lump from the ground, then stuffing it into his mouth, and shouting while eating: "I can't kill me, I can't kill me."

This time Numir even vomited bitter gallbladder.

The flight brigade flew all the way and threw it all the way, and suddenly it started to vomit countless times on the Russian position.

Not only are these stir-fried, but there are also countless bacteria and viruses in it. Which of the Chinese soldiers transported and transported is not trembling with masks and dare not touch them at all. After returning, they have to take a bath with hot water to remove the contaminated odor.

Bazovsky hid in the bunker, fortunately he was not hit, and unfortunately the stirring slowly flowed into the bunker.

"Is this?" Looking at the black and yellow-white object inside, but it can flow, Bazovsky felt a churning in his stomach.

"The Chinese are so despicable." Bazovsky shouted angrily, but unfortunately, with a thud, a drop of juice fell from the cover into his wide mouth.

Er, several staff members around him covered their mouths and forced themselves to spit out of their throats.

Time stopped at this moment. Bazovsky opened his eyes in horror. Suddenly, he stuffed his fingers into his mouth like crazy. He wanted to push them out. He could feel the smell of this juice on his tongue, even the stench of a dead body and all kinds of disgusting things.

"Water, give me water!"

The staff officer turned around and could not find the water for a moment, so he could only reply quickly: "General, wait a moment, I will go out to find the water immediately."

"I can't wait, come over and suck it out of my mouth with your tongue."

Several other staff members swallowed a few saliva hard and stepped back slightly.
To be continued...