.On a month-long night, there was a cool breeze on the Western Siberian plains. In an inconspicuous farm, several Russian farmers were dressed up and fiddling with a precision instrument the size of a transmitter. A long thread connected the instrument with a strange-looking split bracket on the roof.

"It should be coming soon!" One of the men who were about 40 years old and had brown hair kept raising their hands to look at their watch, but they were not speaking Russian. Although they were wearing old clothes of coarse cloth, the expression in his eyes was extraordinary and keen.

"Well, probably it's soon!" Another person wearing glasses looked even less like a farmer. He was five or six years younger than the brunette man. He also looked at his watch dozens of times in half an hour, and he spoke in a language that was clearly different from Russian.

The brunette man turned around and said to the middle-aged man sitting on a chair next to him in pure Russian, "Mr. Yegor, you guys are ready!"

"rest assured!"

The man sitting in the chair did not raise his head and was concentrating on wiping his pistol. This man looked very ordinary, but his eyes showed a sophisticated wisdom. He was holding a reliable and powerful Browning 1911 pistol. This pistol was equipped with a large number of American troops and was also one of the most numerous spoils in the American battlefield.

"Can your thing really guide the plane from a distant place to come here?"

"Of course, otherwise how could we accurately bomb the target city at night!" the brunette man said proudly.

"Scary technology..." the one who was rubbing the gun muttered in a low voice.

These people chatted without a word, and their ears were alert to the movement outside. Two guys carrying long rifles were hushing outside the door. About half an hour later, a buzzing sound from a machine finally appeared. It was very early, but it became very clear after a few minutes. At this time, the brown-haired man and the "Mr. Yegor" who had just brushed the gun, walked to the door at the same time, raised his head and looked at the night sky.

"Come on! Let your people light fireworks!" said the brunette man in Russian.

"Well, Igo!" Yegor shouted not far away. "Light fireworks!"

The red fireworks were quickly arranged in a cross shape. Next, everyone present was stunned by the scene of the girl scattering flowers.

After July, the German troops of Belarus and Ukraine quickly advanced toward the heart of Russia. On July 6, the German army surrounded Smolensk, with less than 4,000 people below Marshal Sokolov escaped, and the main force of the Russian 5th Army became a turtle in the jar.

On July 8, the Battle of Sokoliniki began. The 4th Russian Army retreated from Minsk and the 2nd Russian Army and the 3rd Armored Division, which came to reinforce from St. Petersburg, formed the most powerful combat cluster of the Russian army. The other side against the German North Group consisted of the 1st, 2nd Army and the 1st Armored Army. Although the German army did not have an advantage in terms of numbers, it had absolute air supremacy and a battle-hardened armored force, which was ridiculous and hilarious.

The accident happened on the first day of the battle. The highly anticipated tank battle between the two sides did not come. Unluckily, the Russian 3rd Armored Division encountered a German armored reconnaissance squad while heading to the battlefield. As a result, the squad called out two entire revolvers of bombers. The magnificent scene in the suburbs of Smolensk recurred again. The wind took advantage of the fire and the dive bomber blew up the elite Russian armored division overnight, and the morale of the Russian army suddenly declined.

Three days later, the battle ended with a great victory of the German army. The remaining Russian troops retreated in panic toward Saint Petersburg, but most of them were caught up and annihilated by the German rapid armored troops. When the German vanguard arrived in Saint Petersburg, they found that this place had long become an abandoned empty city.

On July 10, the Battle of Smolensk began. A armored army, 35 local infantry divisions and 11 African colonial divisions of the German central cluster launched a fierce and resolute attack on the more than 100,000 Russian troops with powerful forces. The battle ended two days later, and none of the besieged Russian troops escaped.

On July 17, the German advance troops arrived outside Moscow City, and were defeated repeatedly. The Russian commander Sokolov was no longer interested in fighting head-on battles with the German army. Therefore, he hurriedly left Moscow and retreated eastward, and ordered the burning of Moscow.

As the former capital of Russia and the largest industrial and commercial center in Russia, Moscow has a glorious history of nearly 800 years, but it has been hit hard again and again in the cruel war. 116 years ago, the French Emperor Napoleon was at the city, and the Russian army relied on the strong walls to clear the fields to let the French appreciate the cruelty of Russia's winter. This time, the Russian army repeated the same trick, but ignored the German army's full preparations and the turbulent situation in the mainland.

The raging fire burned in Moscow for a whole week. The German central cluster took a detour and continued to pursue the retreating Russian troops eastward. At the same time, the new Russian Revolutionary Government was announced in St. Petersburg, with Stalin serving as the chairman of the Supreme Interim Committee of the Government and calling on the people of the whole country to rise up and resist the violent rule of the government of Diana I, and the Moscow Fire became the best propaganda material.

On July 21, on a railway line in the Western Siberian Plain, a luxurious special train guarded by many Russian soldiers slowly drove eastward. The scorching heat was originally unbearable. On this empty Western Siberian Plain, even the wind brought hot air. The electric fan installed at the top of the car (invented by the Americans in 1882) was rotating hard, but the brightly dressed people were still sweating profusely, hoping to arrive at the destination of this trip earlier.

As it was almost noon, a muffled thunder suddenly came from the distance. People on the train poked their heads out of the window, but they didn't see anything unusual, so they continued the boring card game and chatting just now. However, in a luxurious carriage in the middle of the train, the noble Tsarist Russian Queen had a bad premonition in her heart.

About a quarter of an hour later, the train stopped in a place where there was no village in front and no shop in the back.

"What's wrong?" Seeing the many guard soldiers outside the car window holding guns, the passengers with extraordinary identities in the car asked each other in panic.

After a while, a major guards walked into the carriage and said loudly: "Dear ladies and noble gentlemen, please don't panic. It's just that a section of railway tracks ahead is damaged, and the engineering troops are repairing urgently!"

"Major, was it a revolutionary? "A young and noble man asked uneasy.

"It's not clear yet, but everyone is staying in the car.

The railway will be repaired soon!" After a military salute, the major quickly left the carriage.

At this time, I looked east along the railroad tracks, and there was a train parked in front of me, which originally carried many guards. At this time, most of the officers and soldiers were scattered around to deploy cordons, and there was no one in the endless wilderness.

In the Queen's special carriage, the Colonel of the Guards who came to report had beads of sweat on his forehead, but he did not dare to politely take out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat in front of the Queen. Fortunately, the temperature in the carriage was much lower than outside. After all, the cool breeze did not allow the Colonel's sweat to drip on the expensive handmade carpet, but in this cool and fragrant room, the strong sweat smell on his body was obvious outside the Hong Kong.

"Your Majesty, there is no trace of the destructionists around you, but if nothing unexpected happens, it should be the abominable Xin Ming Party. The damaged rails are about 8 meters long. Fortunately, the engineering company accompanied him has specially prepared some sleeper-brown rails, which is estimated to be completely repaired and opened to traffic in two hours!"

The queen sitting in front of him was still wearing an ancient European dress, with a light makeup on her face, and her face was not very good. But it was obviously not because of the heat. The whole train was only equipped with air conditioning equipment (invented by Americans in 1902). Even if the train stopped, the air conditioning was still very cool. However, the air conditioning of this era was large and heavy. With a special diesel generator, these things occupied the entire car.

"Well, I understand! Let the stations along the route send patrols to guard the railway line. I don't want similar incidents to happen again!"

After saying that, the queen waved her hand and signaled him to leave as soon as possible with the smell of sweat.

Before this, the Russian government was originally planning to use Yekaterin Arbor, more than 1,400 kilometers away from Moscow as the temporary capital. Most of the royal family and government officials had already entered the city. However, on the third day after the Russian government made this decision, a group of German bombers composed of Donier iii ultra-long-range bombers flew to Yekaterin Arbor and bombed the place for the first time. The shocked Russian Queen ordered the capital to be moved to the relatively safe shore of Lake Baikal.

The colonel walked out of the Queen's carriage with an indescribable mood. The sun was scorching outside. Just now, the beads of sweat that had been slightly restrained just now flowed down. He took out a half-wet handkerchief and wiped his forehead and cheeks, and walked towards the direction of the locomotive. Soon, a low-ranking officer approached him and reported something. He nodded while wiping sweat. After a few words, the officer quickly left. He walked to a place not far from the front of the car, lit a cigarette, and silently watched the workers ahead repair the railway.

The nobles in the car still poked their heads out from time to time and kept cursing the Germans, wars, revolutionaries and the bad weather. Soon, when the attendants showed up with the ice cream cart, their attention was completely attracted.

Compared with the nobles on the car, the Russian guards outside the car had to stand in the scorching sun to guard. In the empty plain, there was probably only a little darkness under the carriage. As time went by, many people's backs were soaked with sweat, and some even showed signs of heatstroke. Even the cavalry's horses were neighing with thirst. In order to drive the engineers to maintain speed, the officers had to use whips, but in this case it was counterproductive, and the engineers obviously did not work harder.

At the same time, the Russian Guards cavalry were patrolling and guarding the railway line. However, they did not expect that the enemy had not actually walked far away. Instead, they were less than 6,000 meters away from the Queen's train. On the surface, there was a half-yellow grassland, but a bunker that could hide six or seven people was carefully dug underground. Because a thick layer of soil was laid on the top of the bunker, even if the Russians walked directly above, they might not be able to detect it. At this time, these people were peeping at the train not far away through several small shrinkable periscopes.

"There are four trains, the first is the vanguard unit, the fourth is the rear guard unit, and the second and third rows are the passengers. The cavalry accompanying them have two cavalry regiments, about 1,200 to 1,300 people. Judging from their clothes, they are all the Queen's Guards!"

The person who spoke was Yegor, the captain of a revolutionary guerrilla team in the Western Siberian Plain area of ​​Russia.

"Damn it, there are so many people!" A guy next to him with sparse hair but not very old said angrily.

"Mr. Ivan, are you scared?" another man with thick eyebrows and brown hair whispered...

The one named Ivan immediately retorted in a low voice: "Who is afraid! The brutal Tsarist Russia is already a dying patient, but we revolutionaries are the rising sun! Although we are all the soldiers with the strongest will!"

"Okay, okay, don't underestimate the guards. They are the sharpest minions of Tsarist Russia and their combat effectiveness is not as good as the German army!" Yegor was very objective. He then turned to the brown-haired man, "Mr. Rudel, do you think the Russian queen will be in that carriage?"

This Rudel is actually a very powerful German agent. "From the current situation, the carriages in the middle of the second train are possible! As for the 33rd train, I personally think it is unlikely!"

"Similar! Fortunately, the answer will be revealed soon. I can't sleep if I'm slouching!" After that, Yegor continued to observe every move outside through the periscope.

Just as the railway was about to be repaired, a burst of gunfire suddenly came from the front of the railway line, followed by the sound of grenade explosion. Teams of Russian cavalry rushed towards the direction where the sound was heard, while the infantry guarded the train firmly.

Not long after, the gunshots stopped. When the Russian cavalry rushed to the front, the guerrillas responsible for the feint attack on this side had already evacuated on fast horses. A few minutes later, the same gunshots sounded again from the rear of the railway line. The continuous emergencies made the Russian officers and soldiers guarding the Queen's train nervous. The officers kept shouting to mobilize the troops, deploying a cordon in the east, and then changing to the west. At this moment, Rudel and Yegor, who were hiding in the bunker, both laughed. The place where the Russian soldiers protected the most was naturally the carriage where the Queen of Russia was.
Chapter completed!