The Last Moscow
Chapter 220:The Last Moscow
Moscow, the capital of Russia.
In the broken attic, in a broken window compartment.
A little boy in brown trousers sat at the table, this old wooden table, missing several corners, a table foot was broken and reinforced with wire.
The little boy’s face couldn’t see much of the nourishment, his forehead wrapped around the gauze, eager eyes on the table, and his mother was dividing the food in the basin.
The pot was mashed with some white green wild vegetables, mixed together, and could not smell the fragrance, but the little boy still couldn't help but swallow the water continuously.
Because this is the only meal every day, after eating, and then hungry, you also need to wait until tomorrow to be able to eat the next meal.
There is no delicious bread, there is no aroma of sausage, some only small portions of mashed potatoes and wild vegetables, pots of food, not enough for a family of three to eat, let alone a meal a day.
The war, so that the grain rations in Russia are very strict, the ordinary family, has long been difficult to eat.
Since a few days ago, the supply of this grain has been greatly reduced, and the average family has less than one potato a day.
The little boy's family was already good, because his father was an engineer, and the country saw that his father had made a contribution to the empire, which guaranteed a supply of potatoes every day.
This kind of bad situation began a few days ago, that morning, countless bombers in the Russian sky were overwhelming.
People have never seen anything like it, never even heard of it, and the plane is not very small, and it is not very high.
But the bomber that appeared that day was only a small point in the sky, and the huge roar made the whole of Moscow a sensation.
Countless people ran into the streets, pointing fingers at the sky, not realizing the danger.
When the dense aerial bomb fell, the disaster suddenly staged.
The whole of Moscow was caught in a sea of fire, and the explosion broke the calm in Moscow, there were panicked and screaming crowds, houses collapsed in the explosion, and the fire was shining.
The cries of the children, the wounded and the bleeding, the corpses of the earth, became the greatest disaster day in Moscow.
From that day on, the more severe life of the Muscovites came.
Tough food rations caused several upheavals in the city, and the army suppressed it, killing more people than those killed in the bombing.
And they just want to eat enough, to get food from the rotten nobles.
The muzzle of repression, the barren bolloons of the nobles, the starving civilians, when the pale radio rang out, the announcer shouted the slogan that the war would be victorious, and the response was boundless indifference.
For a few days, a large number of people had fled from Moscow, and they were heading south, north, and west.
The Russian government, which blocks news, cannot completely block all news.
At this moment, the hostess divided today's potatoes into three points, she left herself the least, perhaps only a few soups so much, a little more for her husband, the little boy got the largest one.
“I have heard that the people of the Chinese Empire have already reached the city of Ryazan and will soon attack Moscow.”The hostess stirred her share of the food, and asked her husband absently.
The situation in Moscow, even a child can feel, is quite not good.
Those who remained in Moscow, even the twelve-year-old, forced their clothes on and went to the battlefield, while many more were packing up and ready to leave the city.
The hostess knew that she could not leave the city because of her husband's relationship, and the Moscow government would not allow them to leave, otherwise...
The man heard that some helpless distant heads and said: "That is the news three days ago, and now the situation will be more optimistic."Our army is a bunch of buckets and waste, they protect the nobles from leaving, protecting the worms of those countries.
The husband's owner grudgingly smiled and said, "Fortunately you don't have to be a soldier."
The husband laughed bitterly, and said, "Our millions of troops can't stop the enemy for a day, and now even the twelve-year-old child is going to war, and when Moscow is surrounded, they will let me hide."
The hostess was suddenly shocked and looked up and asked, “They forced you to be a soldier?”
The husband shook his wife's pale and trembling hands, comforted: "Not yet, maybe I just think more."I have heard that the emperor and the high-ranking government have fled to France, and that the war may soon be over.”
The hostess's face was a little better, and said, "Has the country completely given up the lost land?"
"I have heard that the Germans are at war, attacking France and the West."The husband sighed and said, "I helped at the telephone wiring, and I heard a little more, and maybe Russia will never exist again."
“Why is this so, then we are not going to be servants of the Chinese Empire?”The hostess was very worried and said, "Let's find a way to escape here."
The husband looked at his wife's shocked and worried appearance and reassured: "I heard that the Chinese Empire has a very good policy, does not treat all citizens differently, and there is a free education, and it can learn a lot of knowledge, it is called the global treasure trove of knowledge, the most important thing is that we do not have to worry about hunger, I heard that in the occupied area, everyone can eat bread and sausage, which are provided by the army of the Chinese Empire for the people in the occupied area."
“Could it be a rumor?”The hostess was not reassured.
“It’s true, I’ve heard that a lot of people have fled to the East, because the East is really safe and not starving.”The husband nodded solemnly.
"Dad, I'll eat sausage and bread."The little boy heard his father's words, put down his spoon, and said to his father with a longing face.
The husband's face was genial, touched the little boy's head, and said, "Well, when you go to school, you will be better than your father when you grow up."
The little boy heard the words and nodded his head very happily.
“Bombing”
Suddenly the whole room shook, the dust from the ceiling was shaken, and the chandelier shook, as if it were about to fall.
The little boy was frightened and cried by a sudden loud noise, and immediately rushed to his mother, and did not dare to get up in his arms.
The sudden explosion, the short-lived calm was broken.
Once, how far the war was, the little boy did not know what war was, but now he understood that war would kill people, would die many people, once neighbors, friends who played together, were dead.
This war is desperate.
The husband did not panic, but pulled his wife and the little boy, first pushed the little boy under the bed, looked at his young and beautiful wife, he said softly: "Stay under the bed, I will be fine, wait until I come back."
"Be careful."The wife nodded in tears and looked at her husband who left the house...
Out of the building, he saw a house that had collapsed on the street not far away, next to several bodies that had fallen to the ground.In the location of the collapsed house, a huge pit appeared, and smoke was still coming out in the pit.
There are a lot of people around here, pointing.
Some say they didn’t see the plane and the cannonballs fell.
Some say it was the bomb dropped by the plane.
It was also asked why the alarm should not be raised, at least a little prevention time.
However, some people countered that Moscow's air defense alarm is only a temporary horn, someone specifically looked at the sky with a telescope, found that the aircraft sounded the alarm, but if the plane evaded the clouds, it could not be found.
At the scene, only he could see what was going on, and said to the acquaintance around him, "It's not an aerial bomb, it's a gunhole, it's a heavy artillery shell, maybe it's just a school shot, but it shows that the enemy may be less than five kilometers from Moscow."
Many people around, the face is a little white, Moscow really want to become a battlefield?
At this time, a huge plane in the sky flew over the top of the people, and it flew over the ultra-low plane.
The plane is very large and the shape is also very beautiful, and the people below can clearly see the spray pattern on the plane.
“Run!”
Someone shouted, the crowd rattle suddenly dispersed, but through the big plane here, did not drop the bomb, but a large amount of paper fell from the sky.
Those who ran away nervously stopped their lives and took courage to return.
"What are these?"Someone picked up the paper spilled from the plane and asked curiously, not seemingly literate.
Some people are also feeling that the plane is just too big, bigger than the house they live in, how such a big guy flies in the sky.
He seemed to have no interest in the big plane, and picked up a sheet of paper, like a leaflet the size of A4 paper, with a beautiful pattern printed on it, and the picture was a picture of Tsar Nicholas II fleeing France.
This was a propaganda leaflet for persuasion, and when people saw the tsars fleeing Russia on the leaflets, the whole of Moscow was boiling, and the army began to become unstable.
On the street, someone was already reading the contents of the leaflets.
The contents are very simple and easy to understand, the tsars have fled, and the Chinese Empire has completely surrounded the whole of Moscow, hoping that the people in Moscow will stop resisting and not pay the necessary casualties.
On the leaflet, there is even a saying: “We want our opponents to be professional soldiers, not children and the elderly.”
The words were a child in a military uniform, his chest had been broken by a bullet, and in his bright eyes, he had lost all his splendour.
“War is the responsibility of professional soldiers, not to send children who have not yet grown up to the battlefield, which is an irresponsible massacre, and we do not want guns aimed at innocent children who should belong to the future, not to die on the battlefield that does not belong to them.”
The content of the leaflet made the whole of Moscow mourn, and countless mothers looked at the contents of the photos in crying.
Because their husbands not only had no news on the battlefield, their children were forced to go to the battlefield.
It was the greatest cruelty to them, and for a time the whole of Moscow was weeping.
The Russian army in Moscow, too, had mutinated, and as the propaganda leaf said, the tsar had gone and fled the country in a hurry.
Russian government agencies are still in operation, but to no avail.
The leaflet is not that each piece of content is the same, but there are several kinds of content.
Among them is a large number of images in the occupied territories, the Russians in the occupied area, who have not been harmed in any way, and are actively repairing their homes destroyed by the war, and they can receive enough food and no longer worry about hunger and hunger.
There are also propaganda marks, clearly written that as long as all Russians stop resisting, the war will end immediately, they will no longer be harmed, the powerful army of the Chinese Empire will always protect their security, and if they want to hurt them, they will step on the bodies of the imperial soldiers.
On the most propaganda list, a large number of nobles and officials of the Russian government were concentrated to take pictures, and when they fled, they were captured and taken prisoner.
...
He took a few leaflets, went back to his house, and to his wife and son, he shouted, "Come out, there is no danger in a short time."
Hearing his voice, his wife and son, who were hiding in the room, came out at ease, and he immediately said with pleasure, "The war is really about to end."
My wife also relaxes.
However, at this time, the knock on the door sounded, and the wife suddenly became nervous again, looking up at her husband, and her eyes were full of worry.
He gave his wife a reassuring look, and then walked over and opened the door, outside the door was a group of people in military uniform, and when he saw these people, his face bloomed with the most relaxed smile, and the person at the front said: "He is strong."
The man also said, "I will kill my sheep."
The next moment, the two laughed, and he welcomed them all into his house, closed the door, and said, "I thought I had forgotten."
“The time has come.”The man who took the lead said.
“Then go immediately.”He nodded, looked back at his wife, and came to her a few steps, and said, "Wait till I come back."
The wife did not know what had happened, and was full of worry watching her husband leave their home with those people, only praying in her heart that her husband would return.
Half an hour later, there was a fierce fighting in the Kremlin, but it soon subsided, followed by a voice that appeared on the radio: “The Russian government announced its surrender to the armistice.”
The wife of the family laughed, and it was her husband’s voice.5689
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