The Heroic Age of the Late Qing Dynasty

"Class Five, strip the old Russians of their clothes and pants. Class Six, dig a grave, leave two bodies for the cadavers, and bury the rest. Class Seven, clean up all the blood and other items, leaving no trace. Recover all the bullet casings."

"Yes."

"Commander, there's a Russian guy here with a pistol."

Liu Wenxiu walked over and saw that the old Russian was indeed dressed a little differently. But it didn't make any sense anymore. So Liu Wenxiu said, "Put it in storage! We'll go back and see who gets this gun."

"Yes!"

Only then did Liu Wenxiu have the mood to look at the members of the caravan. He saw that most of them had expressions of fear on their faces, and some even had their eyes trembling and were shaking all over.

"Who among you is the leader?"

When Old Li heard this, he wanted to bury his head in the ground immediately, but it was useless. He still had to be responsible for his brothers in the caravan. He could only bite the bullet, let go of his hands, raised his head and said: "I am the leader."

“Well, do you know what’s in it?”

"I don't know. The Russians should have a list, but it should all be in foreign languages. Of course, we guess that there are military silver coins inside. These things are all yours now. You will know what is inside after you open them all. The exact number will only be known after the boss transports them back and counts them."

"Where are you from?"

"Well, we came from Fengtian City and are heading to Fengcheng. We are all honest people. Now according to the rules, these things are yours. If the boss says so, we will help you move them immediately."

Liu Wenxiu then took a closer look at Old Li. He looked to be in his fifties, a skinny, dark-skinned old man. His wrinkled, withered hands were covered in scars, and his weathered face bore the marks of time. Liu Wenxiu nodded inwardly. This was the look of the working class, who could only squeeze their bodies' potential to survive.

"Well, don't worry, I won't kill you." "Thank you, thank you for not killing me, Master."

Hearing this, Old Li immediately breathed a sigh of relief and a chrysanthemum-like smile appeared on his face.

"Go and appease them immediately, and come with us later."

"Is it really so?" Old Li sighed in his heart, and immediately agreed and shouted, telling the brothers in the caravan not to be afraid.

Liu Wenxiu stopped talking and unloaded a wooden box from the back of a dead horse. After prying it open, he saw a dark green cylindrical weapon. Liu Wenxiu knew it was a Maxim heavy machine gun. Liu Wenxiu immediately realized that this was a team transporting supplies to the Russian army.

Liu Wenxiu stopped looking at it and instead carefully studied the caravan. They had seemed quite cowardly, but that depended on their opponent. They actually knew some martial arts skills, and anyone not physically strong would not have been able to escape. If they encountered bandits, they would have fought them to the death. They didn't carry firearms, not because they didn't have them, but because they had the Russians, so they didn't need to carry them. This meant the caravan had a stronghold where they kept their firearms.

The most powerful thing about the caravans is not their horses and guns, but their familiarity with the place and their knowledge of the roads. In a sparsely populated area like the Northeast, with deep mountains and old forests everywhere, it is easy to get lost. Therefore, caravans that are familiar with the roads came into being.

After burying the Russians, Liu Wenxiu had the caravan carry the supplies directly to the barracks and then begin inventorying them. This inventory stunned not only the caravan and the miners, but also Liu Wenxiu and his men. The Russians had truly suffered a heavy loss this time. The supplies they had hired the caravan to transport to Fengcheng included five Maxim heavy machine guns, eight boxes of canvas belt ammunition, each containing 4,000 rounds of ammunition, 500 Russian Mosin-Nagant rifles, 400 wooden grenades, 500 Winchester shotguns, and 40,000 rounds of ammunition.

There were also six sacks of silver dollars, Mexican silver dollars, paper and gold rubles, Russian silver dollars, and even Japanese silver dollars, with a total value of at least hundreds of thousands of dollars. There were also bandages, hemostatics, gauze, morphine, and other military supplies. These medicines were not produced in Russia but imported to Vladivostok from the United States.

Anyone would be a bit confused by the sheer amount of captured items scattered across the place. Liu Wenxiu didn't realize that, with the Trans-Siberian Railway still unfinished, logistics for the Far Eastern Army was a major issue. Furthermore, the Russian army allowed officers to purchase their own firearms, and these Winchester shotguns were purchased by the NCOs themselves; they were cheap and practical.

Of course, for the Tsarist Russia, these things were nothing. Apart from the Maxim heavy machine guns, they would pay attention to them. The other things were not worth mentioning. Of course, the Russians also looked down on the Qing people. They only sent a dozen people to escort such a large amount of supplies. It can be said that the Russians were arrogant and conceited.

Liu Wenxiu picked up a Mosin-Nagant rifle, loaded it, and fired at a distant target. Suddenly, a powerful force erupted from the barrel, striking Liu Wenxiu's shoulder with pain. Even a man as strong as Liu Wenxiu couldn't control this Mao-style rifle well.

"This old Russian gun has a lot of recoil, but that just means it has a long range. Comrades, when practicing, make sure to hold the gun firmly against your body and don't let the recoil hit you, otherwise no one can handle it. When shooting, keep the notch on the gun, the front sight, and the target in a straight line. One shot will hit the target. All rifles work the same way; one shot will knock the target down. We can't let you shoot live ammunition right now, so practice aiming first."

People who haven't actually shot a gun don't realize how powerful recoil is, and they often think it's exhilarating. But it's not exhilarating at all. The recoil hurts your shoulder, and the clatter of the bullets rings in your ears. After a few shots, you'll start to get tinnitus. Over time, hearing loss and even deafness are inevitable. Just imagine a firecracker going off right next to your ear, and you'll understand the feeling. So, shooting a real gun isn't as exhilarating as shooting BBs with a spring gun or air rifle.

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Liu Wenxiu wasn't giving the comrades ammunition for test firing just yet, essentially trying to slow down their interest. Only what's out of reach is truly desirable. Just like a child wanting a toy, if you sell it to them just because they want it, they'll lose interest after a few tries. Only after the child asks a few times will you buy it, and then they'll start to cherish it even more. If these comrades were to conduct live-fire exercises right now, the Mosin-Nagant's powerful recoil would immediately sap their interest, and many might even develop a fear of shooting. This was not the outcome Liu Wenxiu intended.

Liu Wenxiu was about to lead the team in training after sending the still extremely excited comrades off to train when Old Li came over and said, "Battalion Commander, can we talk?"

When Old Li saw others calling Liu Wenxiu "battalion commander", he knew that he was the one in charge here, so he followed suit and called him "battalion commander".

"Oh sure."

Liu Wenxiu probably knew what Old Li wanted to say, but they still had to communicate.

“Do you smoke?”

"I don't smoke, but you can."

After Liu Wenxiu finished speaking, she saw Old Li take out a pipe, then pulled out a cloth bag from his bosom, took out some tobacco and began to pour it into the pipe. Liu Wenxiu saw this but said nothing. Although they in the 007 team were not allowed to smoke, many of them did smoke secretly. Now Lian Chengjue has also learned to smoke. He thinks too much and is under a lot of pressure.

Old Li took out a match and lit the tobacco in his pipe. He took a puff and said, "Captain, you are really amazing.

I haven't seen anyone as amazing as you in years, but I still want to say a few words."

Liu Wenxiu didn't say anything, but nodded to signal Old Li to continue.

"Captain, this batch of goods does not belong to our caravan, so if it is lost, it is lost.

The Russians are all dead, so we don't need to fight you. This group of people are dead, so we just consider it bad luck and a wasted trip. We have a rule in our caravan.

You robbed the employer's goods, we are just deliverymen, now the goods have been delivered,

Please be kind and let me take the horse team away, and this matter will be settled. From now on, we will naturally pay our respects to you and pay the toll.

From now on, I won’t lose a cent, what do you think?”

"What does that mean?"

Old Li looked at Liu Wenxiu in surprise and said, "Captain, some mountain masters guard the roads that must be passed and collect tolls. Some mountain masters charge one silver dollar for three horses, and some charge one silver dollar for five horses. You should also draw a line for us. What is the rule?

We should follow the rules from now on. We got caught up in this situation this time, so we should give Yi Shi an explanation when we get back, right?"

Liu Wenxiu asked doubtfully: "Will the Russians let you go when you return? Are they planning to sell us out?"

Old Li immediately laughed awkwardly, waved his hands and said, "No, no, we will leave Fengtian City secretly after we return."

"Oh, really? You have a base in Fengtian City, right? Old Li, where are you going to go after you leave? My plan is this: you can stay here for a few months until the storm has died down. Besides, look at us now. We have people, guns, and money. What are we worried about? You're so old now. This is a great place for you to retire. If I could give you a few acres of land, wouldn't that be better than anything else?"

Old Li was shocked after hearing this and quickly said, "Captain, there are rules on the road. You can't break them. You can't take my people. We are all people with families and children. We can't follow you."

Liu Wenxiu laughed and said, "Haha, we are not bandits, we are a militia. And if you go back now, you will definitely be caught by the Russians, and then we will be exposed. So for the safety of everyone here, none of you can leave. Let's go and listen to what the people in your caravan are saying."

Liu Wenxiu had already made up his mind that he would never let these caravan members go.

While Old Li and Liu Wenxiu were conversing, Lian Chengjue had already organized the caravan members and begun a grievance campaign. Even if these caravan members weren't sent to the front lines, they would be excellent logistics personnel. They didn't even need training; their experience was more than enough to handle ordinary transportation tasks. Naturally, Liu Wenxiu and his men began to aggressively recruit caravan members, doing their best to recruit them.

The caravan was a loose organization, formed temporarily when needed to help transport goods for a little hard-earned money. They had no ties to Lao Li. When an employer needed to transport goods, they would usually seek out a reputable veteran like Lao Li and negotiate a price. Lao Li would then call on his apprentices and old friends, and if that wasn't enough, he would call on a second crew.

As Liu Wenxiu and Old Li approached, they overheard a caravan member say, "The Northeast isn't peaceful anymore. My uncle was killed by bandits while transporting goods with the caravan. My father also broke his leg while working with the caravan. He was lucky to survive, but we spent a lot of money on buying him a leg, and our family fell into poverty. I had no choice but to join Old Li in the caravan and earn some hard-earned money. I also brought two horses with me, so I could get a share of the horsepower. It's really hard work."

Horsepower money is the money that the caravans pay each other for their horses. While a horse's income isn't as much as a person's, it still represents 60% to 70% of a person's income. In a caravan, the horses are the ones doing the work, and everyone revolves around a few horses. Liu Wenxiu and his companions are now interested in both the people and the horses.

"Yes, the Russians are truly despicable. They treat us ordinary people like no one, burning, killing, looting, and committing all sorts of atrocities. The imperial court is no match for them either. Why can't they defeat the Russians? Didn't Emperor Kangxi defeat the Russians back then?"

"That's all old news. The imperial court can't defeat the Russians anymore, so they're ceding territory everywhere to seek peace. We have to pay two taxes now: one to the Qing court and one to the Russians. It's unbearable."

In this day and age, who wouldn't join a caravan without suffering? After the caravan members recounted their experiences, Lian Chengjue immediately attributed their personal suffering to the suffering of the nation, their nation, and their class. He explained the reasons for their suffering by way of a reckoning, and finally explained the conditions for joining the militia—the prospect of land distribution immediately attracted some to join Lian Chengjue and his men. Lian Chengjue then reiterated his commitment to not letting them leave anytime soon. The caravan members weren't fools; after more than a dozen Russians had perished, they naturally wouldn't let him go. Soon, almost everyone on Old Li's side joined Lian Chengjue and his men. Furthermore, they had previously witnessed Lian Chengjue and his men's prowess in killing Russians, and the caravan members were quite impressed, so naturally, joining them wasn't a bad idea. However, a few people who were familiar with Old Li remained silent. Seeing him approach, they felt embarrassed to leave the caravan and turned their gazes towards him.

Old Li didn't say anything at this time. The smoke in the pipe had long been burned out, but he was still puffing. After smoking for a long time, Old Li took the pipe out of his mouth, tapped it lightly on the stone next to him to knock out the ash inside, and then turned to Liu Wenxiu and said: "Battalion Commander, you guys are really amazing. You have recruited all my caravan brothers in a short time. I now believe that you can make it happen. Since everyone means this and you don't despise us, why not join you? But the wives and children of these brothers must be brought here immediately, and our brothers in Fengtian as well as money and supplies must be moved out immediately before the Russians get the news."

After hearing this, Liu Wenxiu said happily: "Haha, good, I'll trouble you to send a trusted brother and one of our team members over to Fengtian City immediately. It's best to set off immediately, otherwise there may be unexpected changes. We welcome you, Old Li, to join us. As the old saying goes, an elder in the family is like a treasure. Having Old Li in our team is a precious asset to us. I won't say much, but when the brothers and families of the caravan here come, each person will be given three acres of land according to the number of people, which is definitely necessary."

Old Li was now in a desperate situation. With all the members of his caravan gone, it was difficult to lead the team. Even if he didn't follow Liu Wenxiu and the others, he certainly couldn't leave, nor did he dare to. If he was caught by the Russians, he would definitely die. And with so many guns and ammunition here, who knows, maybe he could actually succeed? He might even be able to become an official in the future.

With the addition of the caravan and so many war horses, Liu Wenxiu and his team could also start training cavalry. In the vast land of Northeast China, it was really inconvenient to travel without horses.

At this time, Liu Wenxiu and his men were concentrating on training the troops, striving to form an army as soon as possible so that they could be deployed for battle.

Liu Wenxiu had only been training the team for ten days when a figure with an anxious look suddenly appeared at the door. Liu Wenxiu recognized it immediately: this person was a scout he had sent out. He must have discovered something important by rushing back so anxiously.

Liu Wenxiu did not delay and immediately went to the door. The scout had already rushed in front of Liu Wenxiu and said anxiously: "Commander, something happened~Commander, something big happened, the Russians are coming again. The last ambush on the Russian transport team must have been known to the Russians. Now there is at least one company of the Russians not far from us. Commander, what should we do?"

Now, in his own ranks, aside from those he brought from Sichuan, the fact that everyone else could write their own names was already quite remarkable. However, the people of Northeast China had been dealing with the Russians for over three years, and especially after Liu Wenxiu and the others' explanations, everyone was familiar with their organization. Therefore, a single Russian company of over a hundred men was no problem for those who dared to bear arms. They might not have been educated, but they were not stupid.

Although Liu Wenxiu didn't know how his ambush on the Russians had been exposed, now that they knew about it, he certainly wouldn't just sit there and wait for death. However, the only ones on his side who could actually participate in the battle were himself and those hunters, a mere few dozen people, not even half the Russians' strength. As for the miners, Liu Wenxiu wasn't sure if they could even fight. Furthermore, if any of the Russians escaped and attracted the main force, wouldn't everyone here be doomed?

By the time the scout finished speaking, many people had already begun to panic. Liu Wenxiu glanced around, his brows unconsciously furrowed. He sighed softly. He knew that Northeast China had been severely damaged by the Russians, and ordinary people were still somewhat terrified of the Maoists. This wouldn't work. Without confidence, how could he lead the team?

The Russians had arrived at the wrong time. If they had arrived two months or even a month later, even if they couldn't completely wipe out these old Russians, they should have had no problem repelling them. Moreover, once the troops' combat effectiveness was established, even if they left here, the team would still be able to stay together. But now we were in an awkward situation. We didn't know ourselves, and we didn't know the enemy very well. If we fought rashly, we would probably suffer heavy losses.

Since he no longer had the confidence to annihilate a single company of the Russians with minimal losses, the thought of retreating entered Liu Wenxiu's mind. However, before he could think further, he felt dozens of pairs of eyes staring at him, especially those of the newly arrived caravan, their eyes filled with hope and expectation.

Liu Wenxiu suddenly realized that as a Party member, she couldn't make decisions on her own. She still needed to consult with her comrades. Furthermore, the people she had brought with her weren't weaklings; they might not agree to her retreat. So she immediately discarded the idea of ​​retreat.

"Scouts, immediately conduct reconnaissance and find out the specific situation of the Russian army. Be careful not to let the Russians discover any traces. Representatives and platoon leaders and instructors come to a meeting."

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Liu Wenxiu had just figured it out in a flash: if he retreated without even fighting, the team would be difficult to lead. When the team's hopes and expectations turned into disappointment, then he still needed to fight to rebuild his prestige. So even if he retreated, he had to fight first before retreating.

If we could successfully repel the Russians, that would be a good thing, but even if we couldn't, running away would be justifiable. Thinking of this, Liu Wenxiu said directly, "My opinion is to fight. Only by repelling the Russians can we gain a foothold in Wujiabao. Otherwise, they'll drive us around and the people here will suffer. We also don't have enough time to transport all the supplies we've seized, so we can't let them get away with it. Anyone have any objections? Of course, I won't let anyone die. Even if we know we can't win, we still have to fight the Russians to the death. Even if we can't win, it's not too late to retreat."

"Okay, I agree." Update Book Group 77511 1838

Lian Chengjue was the first to express his opinion, and other soldiers also expressed their desire to fight, at least to find out what the situation was like with these old Russian regular troops.

Once everyone agreed, Liu Wenxiu wasted no time and said, "Before you think about victory, you must think about defeat. Representative, take the soldiers from the supply company and load the trucks for transportation. Everyone else, bring your guns and ammunition. Let's go fight the Russians."

Suddenly, Liu Wenxiu stopped and said to Lian Chengjue, "Deputy, we can use our secret weapon now."

Lian Chengjue nodded, turned around and asked the soldiers to carry out the mortar, take the shells and join the team.

Liu Wenxiu had a pistol, but he had also upgraded to the Russian-made Mosin-Nagant rifle. After all, as Zhang Yinghao had said, he was a sniper, and the Mosin-Nagant could be used as a sniper. However, as they set out, some soldiers inevitably faltered, their faces showing signs of panic. Liu Wenxiu, unconcerned, immediately led the troops on their way out. He knew that only victory would convince these new recruits to stop fearing the Russians and give them the courage to fight them to the death.

Liu Wen and Liu Xiu walked with a battalion of soldiers for half an hour and finally met up with the scout. The scout came to report the reconnaissance situation from a tree stand on the side of the road.

"Battalion Commander, there are a total of 112 Russians, all armed with rifles. Eleven of them are leading the charge. They are over a thousand meters away from the battalion and are about fifteen minutes away from us."

After hearing this and looking at the five heavy machine guns behind him, Liu Wenxiu had an idea in his mind. He immediately looked for a favorable terrain and prepared to ambush the Russians.

Soon, Liu Wenxiu spotted a dense forest beside the mountain road. He returned with his men and, while arranging his positions, said, "We must try to eliminate as many of these over a hundred Russians as possible. Fifth Company Commander, take two Maxim rifles and go around behind them. Once we engage in fire, you must block their retreat. We have five times the enemy's strength, and we must completely encircle this group of Russians."

"it is good."

After answering, the fifth company commander immediately left with the fifth company soldiers and two heavy machine guns.

Liu Wenxiu said again: "Start digging bunkers immediately. Put two machine guns on both sides of the road to fire, forming crossfire. The last one is here, waiting for orders. No one is allowed to shoot without my order. The sharpshooter is placed at the end of the woods. When the vanguard of the old Russians is about to pass through our ambush position, the sharpshooter will shoot again. Be sure to kill the eleven vanguards in one round, and then hide on the spot and don't move. The fifth squad of the sixth company should hide as close to the road as possible. After the sharpshooter kills the old Russians, the soldiers of the fifth squad will rush up immediately and take away all the old Russians' equipment. Remember, give all the old Russians a knife, and then quickly run in the direction we are going back to attract the attention of the old Russians, and it is best to attract the old Russians to chase us.

"Wait until the Russians behind us enter our encirclement, then listen for my gunshots before firing. After each of you fires three bullets, don't worry about the results, blow the charge. Even if it takes three to one, we must kill all the Russians here."

Liu Wenxiu didn't move. After the soldiers left, he told the soldiers in charge of firing the artillery: "Just shoot the Russians in the middle. Now adjust your angles. When you hear my gunshot, fire five rounds at full speed, and then don't fire anymore to save ammunition."

After completing all the arrangements, Liu Wenxiu stood at the highest point and watched the soldiers, led by the commander, move to the designated location and quietly set up an ambush. Liu Wenxiu had previously fought against the Russians who were delivering supplies, so he had no idea how effective these regular Russian troops were. However, Liu Wenxiu felt that if he struck first, he should be able to kill half of the Russians after a few rounds of bullets. The remaining half would be killed in a bayonet fight. He absolutely did not want to engage in a shootout with the Russians.

After a while, the entire position fell completely silent, and all the soldiers waited patiently. Not long after, eleven old Russians with rifles approached from a distance. At this time, the old Russians still ignored the Qing people, not to mention the Japanese. Therefore, these eleven old Russians had no awareness of being scouts and just walked on the road with such brazenness.

Liu Wenxiu looked at them and shook his head slightly. Those Russians were doomed. They had already reached the end of the woods. Just as Liu Wenxiu was getting impatient waiting for the sharpshooters to fire, he suddenly heard a burst of gunfire. All eleven Russians fell to the ground. The soldiers of the fifth squad, who had been ambushed, immediately rushed forward and began to clean up the battlefield.

Liu Wenxiu was quite satisfied when he saw the speed of the soldiers. It would take a few minutes for the Russians behind him to hear the gunshots and run forward. This time was enough for the comrades to clean up the battlefield.

It was not even May yet, and the cold was still lingering in the Northeast. The Russians stationed there had plundered countless fortunes and were fabulously wealthy. Each of them wore a military coat, hat, cotton trousers, and boots, much to the amusement of the soldiers cleaning up the battlefield. Each Russian also had a rifle, ammunition, a bayonet, and a canteen—they were well-equipped.

Soon, gunfire rang out from behind. The soldiers cleaning up the battlefield didn't bother to clean up, but instead grabbed their loot and sprinted back. The Russians, still pursuing from a distance, saw this and immediately quickened their pace, firing as they ran. At a distance of several hundred meters, the Russians managed to find a dead mouse and hit one of the soldiers. The soldier next to them could only drop the loot, pick up the wounded soldier on his back, and continue running.

The Russians behind, seeing they had hit the bandits in front, roared with even greater excitement and sped up again. This also stretched the Russian ranks. The Russians in front were almost breaking out of the encirclement, while those behind had not yet fully entered. Liu Wenxiu could only wait patiently, hoping that the Russians in front would slow down and those behind would speed up.

As if hearing Liu Wenxiu's inner anticipation, the Russians in front automatically stopped when they reached the previously killed vanguards, perhaps awaiting orders from their superiors. A moment later, a Russian officer caught up. With a casual glance, the officer gave the order to continue the pursuit. Just as the Russians were about to continue the pursuit, all of them finally entered the encirclement.

At this point, Liu Wenxiu had already zeroed in on the highest commander in the center of the troops. A gunshot rang out, and the Russian soldier immediately fell to the ground. It's important to note that the Russians' Mosin-Nagant rifles, to a certain extent, are well-suited to cold weather, having played an unparalleled role during the October Revolution. Furthermore, these rifles are incredibly powerful and can be used as snipers, making them even more adaptable to the harsh climate of Northeast China than the Japanese Golden Hook rifles.

After Liu Wenxiu fired a round, he immediately ejected the cartridge, then loaded it and continued firing. Hearing the gunshot, the other soldiers also fired their rounds. The heavy machine guns also removed their camouflage and began to fire furiously. The mortars also fired five rounds in succession.

After firing three shots, Liu Wenxiu said, "Blow the horn."

The bugler heard the order and immediately began to blow his trumpet. The Chinese soldiers were so amazing. Upon hearing the bugle call, they immediately drew their rifles and charged forward recklessly. By then, the hundred or so Russians had been defeated. They hadn't anticipated the ambush. A few quick-witted individuals quickly fell to the ground, and the rest were either dead or wounded.

When the surviving Russian soldiers saw the soldiers rushing up with bayonets in hand, they immediately put on their bayonets, removed their bullets and rushed towards the soldiers, and the two sides fought together.

Russians are tall and strong, with long arms, which gives them a natural advantage in bayonet fighting.

However, the soldiers were now ten against one, and some comrades from Sichuan were firing directly with pistols. Soon, the battlefield gradually quieted down. Some Russians saw something was wrong and tried to retreat. They turned around and ran, but unfortunately they were all killed by the soldiers of the Fifth Company who rushed out from behind.

After the battle, the soldiers looked at the corpses of the Russians and cheered. Liu Wenxiu walked down the hillside and said, "Everyone fought well. Clean up the battlefield immediately and return to training."

Liu Wenxiu was also very happy. After such a battle, he believed that the soldiers would also think that the Russians were just that, so to speak. Even if they had to face the Russians head-on in the future, it shouldn't be a big problem. As long as the fear of the Russians was eliminated, he would be able to lead them into a big battle and confront the Russians head-on.

Liu Wenxiu had also discovered at this time that, just as Chairman Zhang Yinghao said, the Northeast is a place for training troops. As long as a period of time passes, hundreds of troops will emerge in the Northeast, and then it will be interesting.

However, Liu Wenxiu couldn't be sure what the attitude of the Lieutenant Colonel Battalion Commander in Anshan County would be after so many Russians died. In reality, foreign rulers feared nothing more than local resistance forces, as these armed forces would increase the cost of their invasion. Therefore, once a local force emerged to oppose them, the invaders would find ways to eliminate it. Therefore, imperialism truly favored rebels like the "Liangdi" (Gandi), while what it disliked most was, of course, the pervasive guerrilla warfare behind enemy lines.

Joseph, the Russian Lieutenant Colonel battalion commander stationed in Anshan County, was a local tyrant. How could Joseph allow anyone to challenge his authority? First, the munitions shipped from Fengtian were lost in Anshan. After learning that it was the work of bandits, the inexplicable disappearance of over a hundred Imperial warriors sent to suppress the bandits left him extremely uneasy. If word got out, his reign as local tyrant would be over, and he might even face a military court.

Liu Wenxiu and his men were making such a big noise in Wujiabaozi. There is no impenetrable wall under the sky, so it is impossible to conceal it for a long time. Old Russian Joseph really couldn't figure out where this large group of bandits suddenly appeared from.

Hundreds of people are not a small number, and they appeared right under his nose. Thinking of this, Joseph couldn't swallow this breath, and he had to send troops to attack Wujiabaozi.

But thinking about the more than 100 people who were killed in this incident, and that he had become the transport captain, those bandits would become even more powerful after getting these materials, so he had to mobilize heavy troops to encircle and suppress them.

The problem was that Anshan only had one reinforced battalion, and part of the army had to protect the iron and coal mines below to prevent them from being destroyed. Excluding the two platoons protecting the battalion headquarters and the city, the army that could actually be mobilized was only more than a hundred people. His own troops were not as many as the bandits, which really made Joseph helpless.

Of course, Joseph would not think that the warriors of the Russian Empire could not defeat the group of bandits, but this amount of troops was not enough to wipe out the bandits in Wujiabaozi, so he could only let them live for a while.

However, everyone has their own tricks, and Joseph immediately thought of a plan.