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Volume 2 My Comrades My Soldiers Chapter 157 The Great Uprising of the Ethnic Minorities in Soviet Russia

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    The ancient Chukotka people lived on the Chukotka Peninsula in Soviet Russia.  Unlike other indigenous peoples in Siberia, the Chukotka were never conquered by Russian troops.  But their living environment and traditional culture were destroyed by industrial pollution and the testing of new weapons during the Soviet period.  Despite the harsh living environment, the Chukchi people still maintain the virtues of hospitality and generosity.  They believe that all natural phenomena have unique spirits and personalities.  Although the Chukchi people still maintain their traditional way of life, they are more or less affected by modern civilization.  The contact between the Chukotka people and the Russians began in the 1640s. After a long period of resistance, they finally surrendered to Russia in the 18th century.  The Chukotka Nationality Region was established on December 10, 1930. It was changed to an autonomous region in 1977 and belonged to the Magadan Oblast of Soviet Russia.  Roman Abu was born on October 24, 1966 in the small city of Sarato on the banks of the Volga River. His father is Jewish and his mother is Ukrainian.  His childhood was full of painful memories. When he was one and a half years old, his mother died in an accident. His father also passed away four years later.  With the support and financial support of his uncle, Abu was admitted to Gubujin Oil and Gas College.  After living in Moscow for a long time, he lived with his maternal grandparents in the Komi region in northern Russia for a period of time.  There, Abu spent his college career, majoring in highway construction.  It was there that Abu, who was born as an orphan, thought of himself as a Chukchi.  Under Wu Congxi¡¯s arrangement, Roman returned to his hometown.  The Chukchi people like this Caucasian guy very much.  They all affectionately call him our little Abu.  More than twenty people gathered around him.  Listen to him talk about the outside world and review the history of the nation.  "This is Mr. Wu Congzhong sent by China." Abu clapped his hands: "He will speak to everyone next." The Wu family not only has leaders like Southeast and Northwest, business elites like Feng Xue, but also specialized  Practitioners are named after Zhongxiao Jieyi.  "Compatriots, yes, you are our compatriots." Wu Congzhong looked at these natives with a smile: "Older people know very well that your roots are not in Soviet Russia." "Today, I will take you all here.  Get our peace and freedom and return to the embrace of China. Please rest assured that before your economy develops, the country will only bring us a happy life. "The Chukotka people understand the outside world, and many of them have achieved this.  A big city like Moscow.  I had somewhat forgotten about my mother country in the south.  However, people of the same skin color as myself can be seen in the streets and alleys, and those experiences in history have been revealed again.  "Mr. Wu, the matter is not easy." Mu Han is the chief of a large tribe and a well-known wise man: "You should know that the Russians have deployed heavy troops on our border." "Otherwise, I will do it.  What are you doing?" Wu Congzhong kept smiling: "After I help you take down the army, Chief Mu Han, please go and make a statement on the radio to break away from Soviet Russia.  Damn it.  It was nothing more than a standing army of less than five thousand men.  The place where the Chukchi people live is a bitter and cold place.  According to the Soviet Union's thinking, these five thousand people were already too many.  They just pointed out the direction for Wu Congzhong.  In the blink of an eye, there was no one around.  Along the way, Abu didn¡¯t notice anything special about the person his boss assigned him. It seemed too ordinary.  Maybe being too ordinary is the biggest extraordinary thing. At this moment, he realized how powerful this person's force was.  During this period, he also struggled. Although he claimed to be Chukchi on different occasions, his white appearance made him obviously very different from these indigenous people.  What's more, Pushkin really treats himself well, even better than the short-lived ghost Yerkin who was planning to stick to him a few years ago.  The leader of the garrison is a Ukrainian named Iudushka. He likes to be called Colonel.  Today, the garrison, which had not practiced for a long time, gathered urgently. Many soldiers had forgotten how long it had been since they had gathered.  "Comrades," he said with a serious face, "take a break. I want to ask a question. Among us, white people account for more than 90%. Then I want to ask, are white people a civilized race?  ?¡±.  The officers and soldiers below immediately started buzzing, and he did not stop them from above.  "Okay, guys, I believe you and we have a common answer." Iudushka said with satisfactionNodding: "Yes, we have always thought that we are civilized people." "But, have we ever done anything civilized? Don't say that Western Europeans are our ancestors and are killing people in Africa, Asia, Australia, and the Americas.  Pick up guns here and aim at the unarmed natives. "Look, brothers, there is only poor food here." "Think about it, what they are wearing is not just what we are wearing.  It¡¯s because many of their clothes are raw fur, and even the merchants who come to buy them try their best to keep the prices down. ¡°Ask yourself, what is the purpose of our station here?¡± The door of the barracks is open, and you can see scattered Chukchi people.  , walking around in the cold wind.  A courageous captain couldn't help but ask: "Mr. Colonel, what should we do?" "Guys!" Iudushka slowly took off his military uniform: "From this moment on, I will no longer  He is a soldier, a dispatched soldier. " "Because of some people's frame-up, I went to the far north to serve as a soldier. Eighteen years have passed. My son is now fifteen years old, but my wife is determined to divorce me.  " "Here, I have a beloved girl, and I want to form a new family with her. " To put it bluntly, who is the soldier who has the connection and will be sent to the bitter cold place?  In the Komi area in summer, you must wear cotton clothes.  "Listen to the colonel," a soldier shouted: "I won't be a soldier anymore. But I want to go back to my hometown. I can't live a day here." "Okay!" Iudushka  With a big wave of his hand: "I will prove it to you. You are an excellent soldier." He immediately took out a pen and paper and wrote down a few lines.  Stamped with the garrison's seal.  The garrison was excited. Some wanted to stay, while others wanted to go home.  "You are so brave!" Several figures emerged from the crowd and showed their IDs: "Please, we are the KGB. If you have anything to say, go back to Moscow and say it."  I risk my life." Iudushka rolled up his sleeves and was about to take action. The eyes of those people were widened.  fell to the ground.  He thought of something and walked over slowly: "So this is the KGB. The ID is very beautiful. I wonder if it can be lit with a lighter?" He really burned the ID and kicked everyone a few times.  It was a very strange thing, but the excited soldiers did not notice anything was wrong. They rushed forward one after another and beat several KGB elements beyond recognition.  After a while, the radio waves flew to the whole world.  The Chukotka people no longer accepted Soviet rule.  In the ruins of Xinjing, Manchus like Ji Kun had already shaved off the pig tails on the back of their heads.  The former prince of the Manchurian clan.  Complacently, he looked at the energetic soldiers in front of him.  There is plenty of food and an endless supply of bullets.  It can be said that every Manchurian is a qualified soldier.     certainly.  Ji Kun never thought about turning all the people into soldiers. He just organized and trained young men between the ages of 20 and 40.  Nuli had already gathered within the Arctic Circle.  Including the Inuit people of Greenland.  They have weapons in hand, and they are well-trained. For tribesmen who do not cooperate, there are only two outcomes: surrender or die.  In front of Xinbei Pass, Ang Li was in high spirits.  Once upon a time, in the ancient battles between tribes, their tribe failed and was driven to the north.  As the southern tribes became more powerful, their living areas moved further and further north, until the Arctic Circle.  When they were at their worst, even the native Indians in the Americas laughed at their own race, calling them Eskimos.  Are we people who eat raw meat?  No, that's just because we don't have enough fire, we are real people, Inuit.  "For countless years, the wishes that our ancestors have longed for will be realized in the hands of myself and others.  ??Central Plains, the colorful world, here we come!  Being able to stand out from tens of millions of Inuit, Nuli is undoubtedly very smart. He has learned Chinese long ago, and thus has also stipulated within the nation that from now on there will be only one language, and that is Chinese.  To be honest, after seeing modern life, he felt very tired of the life of his own nation.  Who doesn¡¯t want to live a good life?  The life of the ethnic group is indeed in primitive society. It was really appropriate for the Indians to call their ethnic group Eskimos.  After training, the Inuit people have made great changes in marching than in the past.  In the past, their war with the people of Xinzhou was just?In terms of strength, they swarmed forward, and now they are really like an army.  The Wu family sent over a man named Wu Congxiao, who was indeed very powerful and could enforce orders and prohibitions.  Privately, Nu Li even competed with him once. Maybe his strength was not as strong as his own, but those endless moves knocked him to the ground time and time again.  The neatly marching dog sleds whizzed through the snow and joined the Manchurian Army in Xinjing.  "Coming?" Seeing Nu Li, Ji Kun nodded slightly.  He was looking at the map in front of him attentively, his brows furrowed.  In fact, there was the same map on the Inuit side, but Nuli was not interested in looking at it, so he pretended to come forward and pointed on the map.  "The swamp outside us has been filled in." Ji Kun turned his head and said with excitement: "We yellow people want to take back our own territory." "After leaving the swamp, our two armies acted together.  They separated at Tengda. Then, the Xinzhou Army headed west along the railway line, and the Inuit Army headed south, directly to Skovorodino. " "Why don't we go east?" Nu Li blinked twice.  There is still a lot of land here. " "You think we are the only two races in this land?" Jikun Youyou said, "There are other races over there." "Besides, with all due respect,  Although we have trained a lot, there is still a gap between us and the real army. Especially the Soviet Far East Army. We just go up to deliver food!" "Then let's go fight together?" Nu Li also had no idea.  "Just do your own thing!" Jikun's military quality is indeed much higher than that of the Inuit: "Chinese mercenaries have long entered the designated area." People from Xinzhou have not come out for hundreds of years.  The Inuit people, on the other hand, have not seen large tracts of green for countless years.  They saw the mountains full of trees.  They saw some simple but warmer houses.  The natives along the way seemed not surprised at all by the arrival of these two armies, because all the natives knew that today was the day to drive the white people out of this area.  The entire outer Xing'anling area was boiling.  Throughout the Far East of Soviet Russia, yellow people are everywhere.  They abandoned the cowardice they once had and became more confident.     because.  Everyone is of the yellow race, and the powerful Han people in the south are protecting the interests of the yellow race.  Even the former Far East Command had many yellow people in it.  Jacky Tsao is not a fierce general, but a wise general.  Most of the generals sent to Mobei are wise generals, not the type who rush and fight.  The Chinese do not need a broken Siberia, they need a complete territory.  ¡°Everyone has long accepted the identity of a mercenary because they all know it.  I and others are doing things that many seniors have tried to do but have not been able to do.  In the procession of the team, the head cannot be seen in front and the tail cannot be seen behind.  After leaving the borders of Mongolia, everyone had already changed out of their military uniforms.  The above explanation is.  From now on, we are not domestic soldiers, but internationalist fighters who come to help the Soviet people.  What is an internationalist warrior?  Silly!  Does Dr. Bethune know?  right.  That's the kind of person.  Once upon a time, an ordinary soldier would never have thought that he would look so tall.  You can also go to the land of other countries to get the ceremonial skills.  From now on, we will have something to talk about when we return to our hometown.  We have been to Mongolia.  Those people see themselves just like the working people saw the People's Liberation Army.  After entering Soviet Russia, we discovered that history did not seem to be true.  There is no smile on the faces of these Soviet people, it is a kind of numbness.  ¡°I obviously saw the yellow army passing by, but I pretended that nothing happened.  The Lake Baikal area is the richest place in Soviet Russia except the European part, and it is naturally occupied by white people.  As for the aboriginal yellow race, they had long been killed and driven out by the Soviets, and they lived in every corner.  The soldiers were all around 20 years old. When they heard the instructor¡¯s explanation during the march, they were all filled with indignation.  "Damn Soviet revisionists, well, that's what our fathers called us, they are really revisionists, they actually kill us yellow people.  It¡¯s understandable that the Western world didn¡¯t react to such a big move.  Chinese mercenaries in Eastern Europe continue to gather on the borders of various countries, making all countries think that the Chinese are going to war.  What¡¯s more, ?Russia's Far Eastern Army has had frictions with the Sam Fleet in the Pacific Ocean from time to time.  The whole world is panicking. No wonder China is so confident. It turns out that they have already joined forces with Soviet Russia, well, Pushkin¡¯s Soviet Russia. Is this the rhythm of launching the third world war?  The German Foreign Minister and the Italian Foreign Minister personally flew to that eastern country to seek a peaceful solution.  Even Sam, who has always been awesome and coaxing, was at a loss. On the one hand, he stepped up his guard, and on the other hand, he shouted that the world needs peace instead of war.  The Second World War launched by Hettler formed the so-called Axis Powers of Japan and Italy, and almost unified the world. ?? Maybe China, the Soviet Union and Russia can really do what the mustache failed to do back then. ? One is the most populous country in the world, and the other is the second largest military power in the world.  The Secretary-General of the United Nations and President Sam have met with China¡¯s representatives to the United Nations and Ambassador to the United Nations to emphasize the importance of world peace.  They also find it baffling, but no matter what, it is always a good thing for Westerners to be afraid of their own motherland.  As a member of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, eloquence is not something you can rely on.  ??We all chatted together, but what we said in the end was forgotten.  At the same time, the Kazakhs and Turkmens in Soviet Russia's Central Asian region successfully took over the army in the Union Republic.  The Chinese mercenaries have long liberated Irkutsk and are supervising the Tatars to prevent them from destroying it.  Most of the mercenaries quietly drove into the Ural Mountains.  (To be continued) Chapter 157: The Great Uprising of Ethnic Minorities in Soviet Russia:
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