African Entrepreneurship Records 2

Chapter 1382 The Red Flag Rises Under the Night Sky

The headquarters of the 37th Division is not far from the city center, and has a telephone line that directly connects with the municipal government.

When the city government's request was received, the 37th Division had already dispatched two battalions of troops to the city of Sicheslav.

The commander of the 37th Division shouted at the other end of the microphone: "Mayor Filatov, you'd better explain the current situation in the city. What happened in the city of Sicheslav? Why did an unknown enemy emerge? Where did their weapons come from? They even dared to attack the arsenal in the city directly."

Mayor Filatov, who was being reprimanded, was sitting on the sofa in loose pajamas, nervous and tense.

Facing the question from the commander of the 37th Division, he answered hesitantly, "General Malele, I was also awakened by the gunshots and came to the city government as soon as possible. After all, it is only three o'clock in the morning. The whole city of Sicheslav is dark and most people are already asleep at this time."

"Under this environment, we still need some time to figure out the situation, but there is one bad news, that is, we have lost contact with the police station, otherwise I would not have the audacity to call you."

Division Commander Malelai said, "You idiot, I'm afraid the police station has already been wiped out by the enemy. I have received reports from below that the enemy is attacking two arsenals in the city."

"We have three platoons, nearly a company's worth of troops stationed at the armory. This means the enemy has at least a hundred people and is equipped with weapons. Otherwise, they would not have the courage to split up and act. Your police station is probably in danger."

The words of the 37th Division Commander Malelai made Mayor Filatov feel a chill sweeping over his body.

At this time, Filatov was not thinking about whether his political career would be affected, but about the safety of his life and property.

After all, one thing that is clear now is that a group of bandits has appeared in the city of Sicheslav, and it is very likely that they are organized by the Workers' Union. Apart from them, Filatov can't think of anyone else who dares to go against the government.

The reason for saying this is that this riot in Sicheslav was obviously not for "money". Otherwise, with the energy and strength, the bandits would have directly robbed the bank in Sicheslav instead of the armory.

If they really wanted money, Filatov could still breathe a sigh of relief, because the bank was not owned by his family after all.

But if the riot was really launched by the Labor Party, Filatov would not be able to sit still. As the mayor of Sicheslav, if he really let the Labor Party succeed, his end would definitely not be good. At worst, he would be paraded through the streets for target practice, or at best, he would be imprisoned for reform.

After a brief brainstorming, Filatov thought the former was more likely. After all, when he led the city of Sicheslav, he was ruthless towards the local Labor Party.

In fact, not counting his persecution of the Labor Party, even if we don't count the other things he did in Sicheslav in the past, or his identity as the mayor of the "pseudo-government", his end would not be good.

Therefore, Filatov could only regard the 37th Division as his last straw. He quickly asked Malele for help: "General, this is not the time to hold people accountable. I am sure that the Labor Party organized the riot in the city, and they must have obtained a large number of weapons through other means."

"Please send troops into the city immediately to suppress the Labor Party's rebellion. Otherwise, if they really take over the arsenal, the situation will be serious. In fact, the city police alone may allow them to obtain dozens of additional guns."

Facing Filatov's incoherent remarks, Malelai said with a gloomy face, "You don't have to tell me. I have already sent two battalions of troops into the city. I will personally lead the team into the city to quell the riots later."

Hearing this, Filatov's heart finally settled down a little. He flattered, "General, when we wipe out the rebels in the city, I will definitely ask the higher authorities for credit for you."

Malailai said impatiently: "Well, at this time, the most important thing for your city government to do is to cooperate with our next action and find out the number and distribution of the enemy. It will take me and the large army half an hour to enter the city. In the next period of time, you can only wish you good luck!"

After that, Division Commander Malelai hung up the phone. He rubbed his eyes and said to the others in the division, "Gather all the troops immediately. We must enter the city of Sicheslav before 4:20..."

On the other side of the phone, Mayor Filatov did not relax, but was pondering the last words of the 37th Division Commander Malele.

"May the best of luck..." At this moment, Filatov suddenly realized that the situation was not good. "No, I am not out of danger yet. After all, no one knows what the Labor Party is doing now. Before that greasy-haired and big-eared guy Malele completely puts down the rebellion, the city government may also be one of the targets of the Labor Party. I can't stay here any longer."

As he said that, he put down the phone in his hand and said to his cousin Leonid who came over: "You idiot, why are you still looking at me? Hurry up and find a car. Let's leave this damn place immediately and go to the garrison of the 37th Division outside the city."

"The Labor Party must have made some preparations to launch a riot at this time. The city government is probably one of their targets. If we don't leave now, we won't be able to leave when the time comes."

After hearing what Filatov said, Leonid suddenly woke up. He quickly said, "Yes, cousin, you are thoughtful. I will go now..."

Just as Leonid was about to leave the office, Filatov suddenly said, "Don't worry, I'll go with you. I don't want to stay in this office for even a second."

Now that it has been confirmed that the city government is likely to be one of the targets of the Labor Party, Filatov doesn't want to stay here any longer.

As the saying goes, if the green mountains remain, there will be no shortage of firewood. As long as he is still alive, the things he lost can be taken back one day, after all, his family and connections are still there.

However, if he was really blocked by the Labour Party in the city government, there would be a high probability that he would lose his life. Regardless of whether Malele could eventually quell the riot, the Labour Party would definitely not be stingy with a bullet for him before that.

So, Filatov, who had just arrived at the city government from home and hadn't even sat down yet, led his cousin to the garage. On the way to the garage, he said to other city government staff, "I'm going to the police station to check the situation. You stay here and be responsible for contacting the army."

"Everyone, don't worry. General Malelai's troops have already entered the city to quell the rebellion. There are only a hundred or so rebels, so they can't do anything..."

After hearing Filatov's words, the people in the municipal government believed them to be true. After all, there was an entire division of troops stationed in Sicheslav. Even if the Labor Party was very powerful, it would definitely not be a match for the 37th Division.

In this way, Filatov took his cousin Leonid and ran away, leaving his subordinates behind.

Less than ten minutes after they drove away from the Sicheslav City Hall, hundreds of Labor Party-led teams surrounded the city hall. Five minutes later, the red Labor Party flag was quietly raised on the roof of the city hall building.

The bright red flag announced that the city had changed hands, but because it was still dark, the red flag could only fly in the night.

When the red flag was raised, Filatov and Leonid had already driven away from the city center.

Their vehicle is an Otto business car produced in East Africa, which is very reliable and comfortable.

However, the road conditions in Sicheslav were very poor, and Leonid's poor driving skills still made Filatov feel very bumpy.

Filatov leaned on the sofa at the back of the car and kept scolding Leonid: "You idiot, the Labor Party has made such a big move under your nose, and you didn't even notice it." "I let you serve as the leader of the anti-Labor group in Sicheslav, and this is how you repay me? If the Labor Party really succeeds, we will all be in trouble."

"Even if the Labor Party was suppressed by the 37th Division, you must bear the main responsibility. I don't know where you found this group of good-for-nothings. Even if we had received some news before, we wouldn't have become the losers like we are now."

Facing Filatov's almost roaring rebuke, Leonid cursed in his heart: "These good-for-nothings only know how to make money. If they were useful, I wouldn't be scolded by my cousin."

While the two were fleeing, a big drama was unfolding at the 37th Division headquarters in the suburbs.

Ten minutes earlier, when Malele had just given the order to assemble the troops, someone was already rushing towards the division headquarters.

"Which unit are you from?" the guard of the division headquarters asked the troops that suddenly appeared.

Petrov said to the guards: "We are the 108th Brigade. We are here according to the order of General Malele. This is us..."

Just as the guards were about to go forward to check, the soldiers under Captain Petrov suddenly took action and subdued the two guards.

"Don't move, or I'll shoot you to death?" the cold muzzle of the gun pointed at the head of the guard who was pinned to the ground.

At this time, Petrov said, "Tie them up, and we'll go meet Division Commander Malelai and the others."

Soon, a group of people swaggered into the yard where the division headquarters was located. Due to the large number of people, although the guard platoon under Malelai noticed something unusual, they did not dare to act rashly.

Because the other side's uniforms and weapons showed that they were their own people, and Petrov, who was leading the team, was wearing an officer's uniform. Judging from his rank, he was at least a regimental commander. At the same time, the other side had a large number of people and powerful forces, which made them dare not be careless.

Afterwards, they tactfully handed in their guns.

Petrov also brought his men to the command room of the division headquarters and blocked the senior leaders of the 37th Division, including Malelai, in the division headquarters.

"Petrov, what are you doing? Are you trying to rebel?" Malelai asked loudly while looking at Petrov and the soldiers he brought with him.

Petrov clapped his hands and said, "Commander, you are indeed very insightful. Since you already know our purpose, please cooperate with us. Now that the division headquarters has been completely occupied by our regiment, it is best not to play any tricks."

After hearing Petrov's blunt words, Malelai and other senior officials of the 37th Division were completely stunned.

Division Commander Malelai swallowed hard, pointed at Petrov with a trembling hand and said, “You, you…are a Labour Party member!”

Petrov laughed and said, "Yes, I am now a Labour fighter."

Malelai said angrily: "Petrov, I treated you well, why did you betray me and join the Labor Party?"

Petrov said: "If we have different ideals, we cannot work together. Although you are good to me, I want to save Ukraine, so in the face of justice, personal feelings are not discussed."

Hearing Petrov's upright speech, Malelai laughed in anger. He asked, "Can the Labor Party bring a future to Ukraine that is worth your life for them, regardless of personal feelings?"

Petrov said: "In fact, I don't know whether the Labor Party can lead the people to transform this hopeless country as they say, but many of their policies are obviously beneficial to the people."

"Moreover, even without the Labour Party, I am completely disappointed with the current Ukrainian government. They are just puppets supported by Germany and Austria-Hungary."

"Moreover, this so-called puppet government is rife with corruption and bureaucracy, and it doesn't care about the lives of the people. The entire country is as fragile as a rotten wood corroded by termites."

"So, Ukraine is completely hopeless. It's better to start over. That's why I chose to cooperate with the Labor Party. At least no matter how bad they are, they are much better than the insects in the current Ukrainian government."

After hearing Petrov's words, Malele fell silent, because what Petrov said was completely true, and in fact he also had no hope for the current Ukrainian government.

As a high-ranking official in Ukraine, Commander Malele is actually very clear that the current Ukrainian government is a hopeless case, even worse than the Tsarist era.

Of course, although he has no hope for the Ukrainian government, he also looks down on the Labor Party, a group of peasants.

Malele said: "The Ukrainian government is indeed a pile of rotten wood as you said, but the Labor Party organization may not be able to govern a country well. When I was young, I was also an ambitious young man, but when I was in a high position, I realized that governing a country is not up to you. Many things. "

Petrov shook his head and said, "I don't know what the country will be like under the leadership of the Labor Party, but if we give it a try, it won't be worse than the current situation. At least they are willing to change, and the Ukrainian government is a group of parasites who only know how to eat and wait for death. In their hands, Ukraine has no future."

"Okay, enough of the small talk, Commander Malelai. I hope you will cooperate with our actions, stop all military operations of the 37th Division, and help us control the top brass of the army."

"We don't want to start a massacre in Sicheslav either."

Faced with what Petrov said, Malelai did not agree immediately because his life and death were controlled, but asked: "How many people are there in this operation?"

Petrov said, "In addition to me, there is also Colonel Morinkuzov, which means we have nearly 4,000 people. This is the military. The Labor Party has also organized tens of thousands of workers in the city. If things go as expected, they should have captured the arsenal with the cooperation of Colonel Morinkuzov."

"So, the 37th Division is actually powerless to turn the tide, and the Sicheslav government has also come to an end. Even if someone chooses to resist, the final result is nothing more than being defeated by us and the tens of thousands of workers."

Hearing this, Malele knew that the game was over. After all, with the division headquarters controlled by Petrov, there were only more than 8,000 troops loyal to Ukraine. Without a leader, these 8,000 people had little chance of winning against the Labor Party, which had a detailed plan.

So after thinking for a while, Malelai seemed to have lost all his strength. He slumped in his chair and said, "Okay! You win. Next, I will cooperate with you, stop all military operations of the 37th Division, and hand over the command to you."

(End of this chapter)