It has been 11 days since the revolution started, but Cassi Lonagan felt that he seemed to be still standing in the heavy night that night, holding the knife that stabbed into the policeman's chest tightly in his hand. Until now, he didn't know what the name of the policeman he stabbed to death and what story was there.

He didn't have much time to think about these and indifferent things. The process of occupying Rivadren was too smooth, which made him a little doubtful of reality. And then there were too many and complicated things that followed, which made him, a leader with no practical revolutionary experience, fussed. From defense to public security, from food to money, everything depends on his decisions, and all his decisions will determine the direction of this small revolutionary team to a certain extent.

"Tell me, it's already like this, we must find out who did it!" Tara and Hansen, a worker at Chisha Foundry, the deputy of the Revolt, slapped the table, his words were filled with breath. Opposite him were Yaro Lynch, the leader of the textile factory workers' power, Casey Lonagan, the general leader of the uprising, and Yaro Lynch's deputy, Chip Shaunal.

In the spacious conference room of Rewadren City Hall, an unexpected meeting was underway. From the day after the revolution, the city fell into chaos. The police were completely eliminated and the criminals entered heaven, robbed, raped, and murdered. The whole city was filled with shrill wails and screams. Cassie Lonagan and his companions dealt with the news from severely and severely, and arrested and killed a group of people, which was considered to have stifled the momentum of crime. But even if their reaction was rapid, the harm caused by the criminals had already occurred, and the subsequent finishing work continued until the 11th day after the revolution began.

"How to find this? Now there are more than 5,000 people in the team. Looking for more than a dozen people from here? Then can you fight or not?"

Yaro Lynch's deputy Chip Shaunal did not support the decision to investigate. Even if the hateful rapists have been proven to be from this new revolutionary team, in Chip Shaunal's eyes, it is obviously a foolish thing to stop preparing for the current war because more than a dozen people stopped.

"Chip Shaunal!" Taraji's voice became even louder, "You always obstruct the investigation, are you having something to do with those people?"

"It's a big deal," Chip was also angry. "Now the army of Pierre Fort is on the way to come, with a total of 5,000 people, a regular army! In another three days, at most, we will have to fight these people! If we win this battle, we will gain a firm foothold in Revadron! If we lose, we will go to the gallows together! At this time, you still have to worry about a few rapists! Are you not afraid of delaying training? It will affect the battle?!"

"I'll add it," Yaro Lynch, the leader of the textile factory workers, interjected, "Like Chip, I support both hands and support the rapists immediately and hang them all to serve as a warning. But now the situation is special. We have already arrested the rapists who can be caught before. We have killed them. The remaining batches are said to be internal to our troops. If this is an investigation, it will be troublesome. It takes time and affects the cohesion of the troops. I think this matter needs to be done, but we can't be anxious. First deal with the 5,000 enemies of Pierborg, then win, and then slowly investigate. If you lose, it doesn't matter, right? We can't just check these dozen people, and we will give Rivadren and the newly-started communist cause to the enemy, right?"

"I don't understand. How can I affect the war when I checked a few rapists?" Taraji still had the temper of anger. "The people in the city now have always said that we want to share our wives with our communism! People are in panic. If we don't even have the support of the citizens, how can we fight?"

"The support of citizens? Those bourgeois citizens are the objects we should eliminate!" Chip Shaunal was even more radical from some perspectives. "If we want to establish a thorough communist system, we must eliminate these petty bourgeoisie. They are not our comrades-in-arms, and we do not need their support. These people should be eliminated, their property should be confiscated, distributed again, and distributed to the vast majority of poor working classes!"

"this……"

Although they are all communists, everyone has different understandings of the theory and implementation of communism. In normal times, this is not a big problem. You can eliminate differences and unify your understanding through continuous learning and discussion. However, in wartime, this difference becomes a fatal difference, which may lead to the division and destruction of the team at any time.

Cassie Lonagan could vaguely see this terrible prospect, so he was trying to maintain basic unity and unity, intentionally or unintentionally. Seeing that everyone is now arguing about how to deal with the petty bourgeois problems in the city, he spoke in time and interrupted the discussion that was destined to have no results.

"We will talk about how to deal with the petty bourgeoisie's problems when we win the army of Pierre Fort. Anyway, these petty bourgeoisie will not run away. Even if they run away, their houses and money will not run away. When we should divide, we can easily divide it. Now let's focus on how to deal with this group of rapists."

Hearing Cassie Lonagan's speech, the conference room became quiet. As the former vice chairman of the Federation of Trade Unions and the earliest promoter of communism in Revadron, he was still influential among everyone here. Cassie Lonagan waited for a while, and saw that everyone had no different opinions, and began to express his thoughts.

"My idea is very simple. You need to investigate this matter, and you must immediately and thoroughly investigate it. Although the petty bourgeoisie is not necessarily our comrades-in-arms, the women who were violated also include the wives and daughters of our workers. If it were you, your wife and daughters, were you invaded by some people in our team, wouldn't you want to kill those who violated them immediately? If we find reasons to drag them down and don't deal with it for a long time, would you still support such a team?"

"But now the war is about to go..."

Chip Shaunal was still struggling, but even he was much smaller.

"The war is about to go, but we can't let these filthy people be allowed to exist in our ranks just because they are about to go. The filthy things continue to exist in our ranks! Even if this battle is won, there are more garrisons in Pile Fort. What should we do? When we win these garrisons, we will clean up these scumbags? Or when we win the garrisons of Pile Fort, we will defeat the garrisons in Soloren, we will defeat all the troops of the entire Third Republic of Vern, overthrow the Aziva regime, and then liquidate these criminals? If it were you, would you be willing to wait until that time?"

The conference room became even more silent. Chip Shonaar looked at Yaro Ross, Yaro Ross shook his head at him, Chip blinked and calmed down.

"Everyone, it's the first time I've done the revolution, and I have no experience. Many things are not written in the book "On Capital" and those written in "Fluorite" are not detailed. In this case, we can only do it according to our inner thoughts and our own feelings. I don't understand the principles, but I know a simple thing. If you want to do something, then imagine yourself as a citizen, the people or the victim who was affected by that matter. Are you willing to accept the solution you proposed? If possible, then do it, and if not, then don't do it. That's what I think."

Cassie Lonagan said a lot in one breath, so much that he was surprised by his own. When he was following Caber Luya, he was more a follower than a leader. What he needed to do was to execute, express his opinions at the right time, rather than lead the team forward. Now, being able to bring a revolutionary team to the present can make everyone obey him, which made Cassie Lonagan a little frightened and trembled. Even when dealing with a small matter like a rapist, Cassie Lonagan actually didn't have much confidence in his heart. He just expressed his ideas and judgment standards, hoping to get everyone's support. If everyone supports it, it's best. If everyone doesn't support it, he doesn't know what to do next.

"Chairman Cassie is right!" Tara and Hansen didn't know the entanglement in Cassie Lonagan's heart. He only heard Cassie's words and agreed with Cassie's words very much. If we want to win the revolution, we must keep fighting. But if we keep fighting, then we won't deal with these illegal elements and scumbags? If we don't deal with these scumbags, how can our team win? Therefore, we should be dealt with quickly and strictly immediately!"

"Lynch, what do you think?"

Cassie Lonagan threw the problem to Lynch. The composition of the revolutionary team is relatively simple now, mainly the workers of the Chisha Foundry and the textile factory. He can basically decide the workers of the foundry factory. The workers of the textile factory must obey Yaro Lynch's opinions.

"You are right. Just check it if you should. Everything is for the victory of the revolution, right?"

Yaro Lynch did not insist. Seeing that he no longer insisted, Chip Shaunal no longer objected. The senior executives of this small revolutionary team agreed on how to deal with rapists and robbers in the army.

"Okay," Tarahi patted the table gently, "Let's talk about how to fight the next battle now?"

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Three days later, 3700 soldiers from the 1st Brigade of the 25th Army of the Third Republic of Vern, from Pier Fort, stationed in the 1st Brigade of the 2nd Army of Soloren Province, arrived outside the small town of Rewadren and saw the rebels waiting for battle.

The rebel army, communist army, and rebel army, the outside world calls this team differently. But in the view of Viola Howard, commander of the 1st Brigade of the 25th Army in Soloren Province, they are all just a group of mobs.

"Brig Commander, you have seen the enemy, how can you fight?"

After clarifying the enemy's position, David Reynolds, the combat staff officer of the 1st Brigade, began to ask for instructions. Viola Howard looked at the enemy opposite and found that they did not even have a unified military uniform. Some of the enemies were wearing workers' uniforms, some were wearing police uniforms, and some even just wore their usual clothes, which looked like a ball of scum from a distance.

"Crimson volleyball tactics, line up and move forward!"

Viola doesn't feel that he needs too much care when dealing with such untrained mobs. After the third row of gun platoons with gun platoon tactics, the enemy will definitely suffer heavy casualties. Moreover, depending on the enemy's current organizational status, they may collapse directly and flee in scattered areas. At that time, the contribution of quelling the first communist rebellion in the country will be recorded in his name.

"Why are you still standing there? Go quickly!"

Viola, inspired by the future she imagined, found that her combat staff was still standing beside her, and she couldn't help but feel a nameless fire. Are you standing still, are you trying to stop me from getting credit?

"No, sir," David Reynolds discovered that Viola was in a wrong mood. "How do we set up a formation? How many regiments fought in front of the battle?"

"The first and second regiments are advancing in parallel, the third regiment reserve team, go quickly and start!"

Under Viola's urging, the First Brigade, which had just arrived outside Revadron, quickly entered a state of combat. They posed neatly placing gun tactics and began to advance towards the enemy with the drum beats. The mobs on the opposite side who were not even military uniforms actually began to line up, and even formed a plagiarism formation that was twisted and exactly the same as their own.

"Hey, they really dare to learn!"

Viola Howard was surprised to see the enemy's response. He turned his head and ordered David Reynolds, "Go and ask ahead, how are the enemy's weapons and equipment?"

At Viola's position, he could not see the details of the enemy's equipment. If more information was needed, the soldiers on the front line needed timely feedback. Whether it was the Third Republic of Vern or the army of other republics, he was familiar with this process. After a while, the intelligence that Viola wanted came back.

"Obviously half of the people have guns."

"Where are the others?"

"A knife."

"ha!"

Viola let out an exaggerated laugh, "Want to fight like this?"

"I guess they have never fought a war on the other side?"

David Reynolds' mentality was also relaxed, and he began to despise the equipment on the other side with Viola. While the two were chatting, the troops of both sides had already entered the battle range.

"Bang bang bang--"

The volleyball guns of the 1st Brigade began to sound, with a neat and beautiful sound. At the same time, sparse gunshots sounded on the opposite side, not only messy, but also inconsistent sounds. It was obviously from different weapons. After the first volleyball from both sides, the soldiers on the opposite side fell down, and most of them were intact.

"Okay, I want to win!"

"I will definitely win!"

Viola and David reached the same conclusion at the same time. In the education they received, such a huge difference in war losses occurred. The commander on the opposite side had no choice but to surrender. No matter what he chose, the 1st Brigade could win the war without any effort.

However, the progress of the matter exceeded the two people's imagination. After two rounds of platoons, the opponent also found that the casualties caused by the platoon tactics were too great. They responded without hesitation.

Everyone, everyone else on the other side, held up scimitars, long swords, sickles and various steam rifles, and charged against the enemies lined up in front of them.

"Are they... crazy?"

Viola looked at the enemies who fell under the gunfire of his side, and those who fell behind the enemies who stepped over the bodies and continued to charge, opened his mouth and murmured to himself. Wherever his sight reached, the distance between the troops of both sides quickly narrowed with this desperate charge, and finally became a group.

“This is simply…”

David Reynolds put down Rending, who had drunk half of his hand, and also grew up. Until now, the two of them had questions about the outcome of the battle for the first time.
Chapter completed!