In the harsh environment of more than ten degrees below zero, although immigrants have enough food to eat on their own, some immigrants with poor physical fitness still get sick.

Wang Youtian's mother, due to her age in her sixties and years of malnutrition, has been sick since she entered the Far East. It was fine some time ago, and she could drink a bowl of broth every day, and she could still hold on with the support of sufficient nutrition and corresponding medicines. However, as Wang Youtian's limited frozen meat was exhausted, her mother's body became even weaker, and even with the support of drugs, it was difficult to hold on for too long.

As the head of the family, Wang Youtian, watching his mother's life approaching the end day by day, his face, which was still full of expectations a few days ago, was once again shrouded in despair. Because, after experiencing the death of his brother in battle and his wife was humiliated and jumped into a well in front of him, this honest middle-aged man could no longer withstand too many blows.

Looking at the snowy earth outside the tent, I couldn't help but sigh with a bitter look on my face: "We have been walking for more than half a month. When will this ice and snow be the end... If I can't get to the destination again, my mother will die on the road..."

Another middle-aged man assigned to Wang Youtian's group, comforted Wang Youtian in front of him, "Brother Youtian, auspicious people have their own appearance. I believe that the aunt will definitely stick to the past. Judging from the current situation, the aunt is malnourished. As long as we have meat and can supplement some nutrition for the aunt, the aunt will be well...."

The desperate expression on Wang Youtian's face did not change at all, and he continued with regret: "I also know that my mother lacks nutrition, but this is so icy and snowy that I can go where to find meat..."

"You can go to the commander of the National Defense Force.... The commander of the National Defense Force said that during the entire migration road, you can find the commander, and the commander will help us..." The middle-aged man comforted him. In fact, after he finished speaking, he regretted it. Because, in his impression, no matter how good the army is, it is already thankful that if it doesn't steal things from him, let alone let the army give it to him.

Compared with the middle-aged man who suddenly became quiet, his wife was much more optimistic. Because everything his family of four now has is given by the National Defense Forces. If there were no National Defense Forces, his family of four might have starved to death in Sichuan.

Seeing the husband who was not talking, the wife followed him and said supportively: "Brother Arita, I think my boss is right. We can find the commander of the National Defense Forces. We also saw it along the way. The National Defense Forces are indeed different from other armies."

Just as his voice fell, a voice suddenly passed through the thick curtain of the tent and reached everyone's ears: "Is there anyone? Is there anyone in the tent? I am a military officer and soldier of the National Defense Forces. Can I come in?"

Wang Youtian quickly stood up and lifted the curtain. He spoke respectfully at the National Defense Forces officers and soldiers who were standing at the door of the tent with a red cheeks with cold cheeks, "Hello, sir. I don't know if the sir is here..."

Seeing the defensive look on the other party's face, the National Defense Army soldier smiled awkwardly and comforted him: "Mr., don't worry, I am also from Sichuan. Now I am here to bring you meat... The commander said that because of the continuous march, the frozen meat in the hands of the fellow villagers has eaten up. If there is no meat, many people will not be able to persist in Lake Baikal. No., the commander ordered us to hunt for you and then give you the prey he caught..."

After saying that, he directly carried a large frame mixed with frozen fish and frozen meat to everyone with a soldier behind him.

Seeing the fat river fish in the basket, Wang Youtian's first feeling was: his mother was saved. Then, his legs subconsciously knelt in front of the young soldier and said with a touching look: "Sir, you are really a living Bodhisattva. If you don't have these frozen meats, my mother might not be able to hold on to Lake Baikal... Child, come here, let's kowtow to the officer, thank you, the National Defense Force..."

A few people from the family knelt in front of the young soldiers, making the young soldiers blushed. Seeing that the other party was about to kowtow, the blushed soldier hurried over and persuaded him in Sichuan dialect: "What are you doing... I said before departure that our National Defense Forces is not a warlord unit, but a team of the people. Helping and protecting the people is what every National Defense Forces soldier must do... Get up quickly, get up immediately..."

After another long-distance migration of half a month, the temperature finally began to show signs of rising. Soon, an unprecedented good news began to spread among the immigrants: "The destination has arrived, Lake Baikal has arrived..."

Because of more than a month of continuous migration, at this moment, it was May when the ice on the Baikal surface melted. When the vast immigrants got closer and closer to Lake Baikal, a sky-blue lake that could not be seen suddenly appeared in everyone's sight. Some people who didn't know the situation directly exclaimed: "Is this the sea? Are we at the beach again?"

However, when the clear lake water blew in his mouth, there were a burst of exclamations and then it rang along the coast of Lake Baikal: "This is not the sea, this is the lake water, the sweet lake water..."

Xiong Shaowen, commander of the 19th Division of the National Defense Forces, looked at the blue sky surface of Lake Baikal in front of him and couldn't help but start to smile. A burst of rapid footsteps suddenly reached his ears. Xiong Shaowen, who had never felt such rapid footsteps during the migration for more than a month, frowned, as if he realized something.

At the same time, Zhang Guoqiang, the chief of staff standing next to Xiong Shaowen, seemed to feel something. Looking in the direction of the sound, a lieutenant officer in thick military uniform and almost wrapped in cotton jackets was breathing white air and panting towards the two of them.

Seeing this, Zhang Guoqiang subconsciously reminded: "The teacher is the communication liaison officer of the Forward Battalion..."

Xiong Shaowen nodded, and just as the other party walked in front of him, he spoke: "Lieutenant, is there something wrong with the vanguard battalion? I'm so anxious..."

The lieutenant officer who rushed over quickly shook his head and replied: "Report to the commander, the Forward Battalion found an old Russian village five kilometers away from the Forward Battalion. From the scale, about a thousand Russians lived here. In addition, in this Old Russian village, there were also found an old Russian garrison with a total force of about one hundred people... "

"The Russian villages and the Russian garrison... Did these Russians not receive orders that Lake Baikal had already belonged to the Chinese land since a few months ago. As Soviets, or even Soviet troops, should they voluntarily withdraw from Chinese land?" Xiong Shaowen asked with a cold face.

Zhang Guoqiang, who was standing next to Xiong Shaowen, frowned and seemed to think of something. He reminded Xiong Shaowen beside him: "Master, do you still remember the explanation given to us by the Chief of Staff before we set off?"

"The Russian Russians who were unwilling to fail might send troops and the Soviet people back to the Far East after the ice and snow melted in the Far East, and have achieved the goal of actually controlling this area. Let our 19th Division be careful after entering Lake Baikal. If I guess correctly, the Russians and the Soviet troops who live here must have received some instructions and deliberately did not retreat. If our ** team does not send troops to occupy this place, they will gain the actual control of Lake Baikal in disguise."

Xiong Shaowen nodded silently and said in a heavy tone: "We have wiped out hundreds of thousands of troops by us, but we are not willing to fail. Fortunately, the commander-in-chief wisely. He immigrated to Lake Baikal one step ahead of the Russians. Otherwise, the Far East region that our National Defense Forces have worked hard to conquer will be occupied by the Russians again."

After saying that, a strong murderous aura began to slowly emanate from Xiong Shaowen. He decisively ordered to a communications officer in front of him: "Staff General Li, inform the three infantry commanders to come here for a meeting immediately, and have a combat mission... After walking for so long, he can finally move his hands and feet. He started a massacre in Lake Baikal..."

The communications officer just left, Xiong Shaowen had turned his attention to the liaison officer of the Forward Battalion and continued to order: "Lieutenant, tell your battalion commander immediately: "The Forward Battalion will be dispersed immediately in a company and platoon. In the shortest time, all the old Russian villages and gathering areas along Lake Baikal will be photographed. If nothing unexpected happens, there will be the entire Baikal area, the old Russian garrison camps and military stations, and will also be photographed for me. If there is any news, use the radio station to contact the division headquarters immediately... "

“Yes, teacher…”

When the three regiment leaders scattered among the immigration teams for dozens of kilometers in front of him rushed to Xiong Shaowen with a bloodthirsty look, telegrams were also sent from the forward camp to Xiong Shaowen's hands through radio waves.

Not beyond Xiong Shaowen's expectations, on the lake about five kilometers away from the first village, the Qianfeng Battalion once again discovered two old Russian villages of the same size. Not only that, one was located in the middle of three villages, with an old Russian garrison camp of about one battalion, which was also reconnaissed by the Qianfeng Battalion...

Seeing the excited Commander Xiong Shaowen in front of him, Chief of Staff Zhang Guoqiang asked: "Secretary, how do you plan to fight this battle... I just contacted the headquarters through the radio station and initially estimated that the Russian people living on both sides of Lake Baikal were about 50,000. As for the Russian troops, it is not clear yet. However, according to the actual situation we have already detected, the ratio of the garrison here to the Russian people is about one to ten, and the size of the garrison is about 5,000 people..."

Xiong Shaowen replied with disdain: "Although there are not many garrisons in the five thousand Russians, no matter how small they are, they are still meat. After being hungry for so long, it is time to find some enemies to move their shins. Otherwise, if you continue like this, your brothers will not even fight. How can you defend Lake Baikal and block a new round of invasion that the Soviet Red Army may launch."

1 When the murderous aura appeared on Xiong Shaowen again, Chief of Staff Zhang Guoqiang asked with a worried look: "Master, you don't plan to kill all these five thousand Russians..."

Xiong Shaowen nodded without any concealment and replied: "This is for sure. If you don't kill all the five thousand Russian soldiers, how can you enslave the 50,000 Russians in the entire Baikal area? Without the help of these 50,000 local Russians, how can we build a house that is enough for 200,000 immigrants to live in a short period of time..."

Because of being with Li Guosheng for a long time, Xiong Shaowen fought no war and aimed at achieving the greatest benefit. In Xiong Shaowen's eyes, in this Lake Baikal area, which is very unfamiliar to himself, the entire National Defense Forces and the 200,000 immigrants, if he wants to survive, he must rely on the Russians who have been living here. And to imagine that he can obtain the true control of these Russians, the only thing he can rely on is force, and to make the other party surrender to him in terms of force.

As for the current situation, the only powerlessness that can make the other party surrender is to eliminate the local 5,000 troops, one of them. Maybe someone wants to ask, why not kill the local people, isn’t it more realistic to come? After all, the 5,000 Soviet Red Army is just 5,000 strong laborers. Their role may be more than 10,000, or even 20,000 ordinary people.

In fact, although these 5,000 Russian troops were Soviets, they were not locals. Killing them not only could intimidate locals, but also would not easily arouse hatred from locals. After all, the 5,000 Soviet soldiers did not have much direct relationship with local people. However, killing locals is different.

As long as you are alone, you will have relatives and family members. No matter who you kill, it may arouse hatred from the locals. In this case, even if the other party temporarily surrenders under the force of its own force, the roots of hatred and revenge have already emerged in their hearts. Over time, this hatred will sooner or later break out, giving itself a fatal blow to the entire National Defense Force.

When the last piece of intelligence was placed in front of Xiong Shaowen by the Forward Battalion, a clear combat idea emerged in Xiong Shaowen's mind. After glanced at the three colonel commanders in front of him, he decisively ordered: "Brothers, the investigation results of the Forward Battalion have come out. There are five battalion-level old Russian garrison camps in front of us, and more than 50 garrisons were made into old Russian villages with a platoon of one company. It is estimated that the total strength of the Soviet Red Army was 8,000."

"In response to this situation, I ordered the 55th Regiment of the National Defense Forces to be responsible for eliminating the 3,000 Russians in the five barracks. The 56th Regiment is responsible for eliminating all the Russian troops south of this line. At the same time, all the Russians and young men in this area are concentrated for me. I am useful... The 57th Regiment, which eliminates all the Soviet Red Army north of this line, and like the 56th Regiment, to concentrate all the Russians and young men in this area for me..."

"The division headquarters is directly under the army. As a reserve force, we are always on standby to participate in the battle..."

After the order was issued, the division commander Xiong Shaowen reminded again: "You all remember that the key to this operation is not to kill people, but to eliminate all the Russian troops, and take all the materials hoarded by the Soviet Union in the Baikal area for yourself. Of course, not only the materials in the hands of the Russian army, but also the materials in the hands of ordinary Russians. In addition to leaving the necessary rations for the locals, all the food and meat will be collected for me. Remember, we Chinese are the real masters here. Since the Russians do not want to leave, they are the eternal targets of our Chinese, unless they voluntarily leave the Baikal area..."

“Yes, teacher…”

The 55th Regiment had about 400 soldiers, led by the battalion commander of the first battalion, wearing white cloaks, like high snow piles, slowly approaching the Soviet army camp under the cover of the passing wind and snow.

A distance of two hundred meters, there was no movement in the dead Soviet military camp...

At a distance of 100 meters, the Soviet military camp still had no movement.

Fifty meters away, in the guardhouse at the gate of the military camp, two old Russian sentries holding rifles and sleeping loudly had clearly reflected into the scout's eyes, the two old Russians still did not notice the enemy that was close to each other, and realized that the god of death had come to his head and took away his life at any time.

"Hear..." Two slight sounds sounded from the guard booth, and two all-metal crossbow arrows emitting cold light easily penetrated the neck of the old Russian sentry without any obstacles, and then they smashed into the guard booth behind the soldiers to prevent the sentry from falling and making a sound.

Then, hundreds of Defense Force officers and soldiers following the scouts rushed into the Soviet barracks as if they had broken a dike and managed floods.

"A infantry squad is in charge of a barracks. I will attack them with grenades, and send all the Russians stationed here back to their hometown... and start attacking..." The battalion commander with a sneer face gave an order while taking out a wooden grenade.

Pulling the string... A pungent white smoke quickly emerged from the end of the grenade's wooden handle...

The first battalion commander holding the grenade, after three silent sounds, suddenly pushed open a window of an old Russian barracks in front of him and kept the grenade emitting white smoke in.

"Boom..." A violent explosion sounded from the barracks, followed by pungent smoke began to gush out of the windows. Of course, accompanied by the rolling smoke, there were the heart-wrenching screams of the Russians' injuries.

The grenade thrown by the battalion commander seemed to suddenly throw a stone into the calm lake, which directly made the small Soviet military camp turbulent. The deafening explosion sounded like firecrackers, and continued to sound in the Soviet military barracks. Even if a few Russians did not receive grenades, they took weapons and wanted to rush out of the barracks to fight back.

However, just as they pushed open the door, they were greeted with a hot rain of bullets that came to them.
Chapter completed!