"Latvinia must be thoroughly cleansed, and all the past bourgeoisie must be hanged! There is no possibility of civilizing them, and I will not allow this group of flies to have the opportunity to give birth to fat maggots after feasting on the corpses of Latvinians!
"Marek Kolecki continued to smash the table, causing the cups, maps and chess pieces placed on the table to tremble. "Friends, we are fighting for the future of Latvinia! These have deprived countless Latvian people of their lives.
How can people from Tovinia's past be qualified to enjoy that wonderful future! They must atone for their sins, completely atone for their sins..."
His words aroused the approval of many commanders, but not everyone would agree with Marek Kolecki's statement. Some of the smarter commanders glanced at Victor von, who was wearing an iron mask on the main seat.
Doom, trying to read his thoughts from the mask. However, these commanders were all in vain, because Victor not only had no expression (even if they could not see it), he did not even move. Facing Mare
K. Kolecki's aggressive speech, he didn't even bother to lift a finger.
Each guerrilla has its own name. Most of these guerrillas with low cultural level refer to folk stories when choosing their names. For example, Ivan the guerrilla is named after the Russian folk tale "Ivan the Fool". Victor von
·After the arrival of Doom and the Eternal City, all those messy names were cancelled, replaced by the Latovinian Mountain Legion guerrillas stationed in a certain place, and other places in the establishment were reserved for the future Latvian regular army.
The recruitment of these guerrillas does not entirely rely on the materials delivered by the Eternal City. Some so-called "guerrillas" are actually tools used by the local bourgeoisie to attack other guerrillas and deceive local civilians who are interested in the guerrillas.
All of them were composed of local landowners' private armies - a small number of these people are now sitting in this tent. Victor von Doom used the most bloody methods to clean up these "guerrillas", and from before
The commanders figured out the location of local warehouses storing food and fuel, and then forced the newly promoted commanders to loot those places - all the opponents were executed, and no one had the courage to escape. They had to find a way to escape under Victor.
Under the terrifying shadow of Von Doom, he launched an attack on his former master.
Victor von Doom made sure that these people were obedient, because the reason they were alive was because he didn't want them to die. When Victor returned to Latvinia and came into contact with many guerrillas, he immediately realized
At a point when he needs someone to balance these short-sighted guerrillas - he can't just kill these guerrillas and then use the same means to recruit them. He needs to use these guerrillas as signs to attract civilians, and then through the education of the evangelists of the Eternal City
To instill those great ideals into the hearts of guerrilla fighters and subtly seize leadership.
"...repay them what they did to us, tooth for tooth, blood for blood!" Marek Kolecki spat, emotionally deciding the fate of the caged woman outside the tent.
Destiny. "Not only her, but her family and her vampire relatives must be liquidated!" He looked at the man in the iron mask on the main seat, "We don't need another master, we will be our own masters! We have the right
Decide the fate of Latvinia, everyone and everything!"
Anyone who is not a fool can feel that the wind direction in the tent has changed, and the invisible sword is pointed at the person sitting at the head of the long table. Marek Kolecki's real purpose is not that woman at all, but
It was Victor von Doom, the representative of the Eternal City. However, the figure at the center of the storm just waved his hand boredly, as if to ward off flies - this was his only action in today's meeting - "This
Is that what you want to say, Marek Kolecki?" He said, "Is this what you performed today?"
"You just want to be another tyrant. You are no different from those people, Victor von Doom!" Marek Kolecki approached him directly, and all the commanders along the way couldn't help but get out of the way.
Road. "Don't think that the guns and food you sent can win people's hearts... Although it has some effect, our business is to overthrow those vampires, not to replace them with a gentler master. Old Marek can see that
Your purpose, you want to be a king and not one of us!"
Marek Kolecki was so close that Victor von Doom could see his pores clearly with the naked eye. Even so, Victor von Doom remained indifferent.
"Do you really think that a group of illiterate people you lead can build Latvinia? Do you really think that you understand how to conduct economic war, cultural war and espionage war? Do you really think that you can face the soldiers of NATO countries and win
Victory? Do you really think that as long as everyone has access to power, Latvians can live a good life?"
"You know this, but that's not why you sit on top of all of us!"
Swollen valley
"You don't understand what I mean, Marek Kolecki." Victor von Doom slowly stood up from his seat. The dusty light bulb tried its best to shine, but it still couldn't illuminate.
The darkness behind him. "I mean, you and your guerrillas, your role is limited to war. You, you, and you...including of course you Marek Kolecki," said Steel
A wrapped finger pointed at several guerrilla commanders in the tent. The standard military uniform of the Eternal City is dark gray, and the weather is cold, so everyone wears straight gray coats to keep out the cold. But even so, being pointed out
All the commanders could not help but feel chills all over.
"Your role is to die as nourishment for the new generation of Latvians. The new generation of Latvians have the enthusiasm, ability and knowledge to face what I said, and they will fight for a greater victory."
War to allow the next generation to be braver. This is the cause of the Latvians, we are fighting for the human race, not just for narrow revenge! Your generation fought on the ground, your next generation is
Fight in the sky, and the next generation will fight in space. The blood of warriors in Latvian people will continue until the end of the universe, not for you, not for me, but for us.
Everyone. What we want to pass on is ideals, not superficial things like anger!"
"They will atone, but based on law and justice." Victor von Doom paused and continued: "I admire you very much, Marek Kolecki, you are an idealist. Although
I cannot agree with many of your ideas, but I still appreciate your enthusiasm and courage, and the owner of the Eternal City will also appreciate your ideals. But I'm sorry, the reality is that your ideals come too early, and humans cannot yet realize them.
Such a rational lifestyle. I am willing to forgive you, as long as you continue to lead the army in combat and obey the orders of the headquarters..."
"Bah! Forgive me!" Marek Kolecki looked ferocious and spat on Victor's breastplate. "I don't need another master in my life! Never!"
Victor von Doom was silent for nearly twenty seconds, until the moth that flew towards the lightbulb fell on the map full of chess pieces with its burnt exoskeleton limbs. The sound of the insect flapping its wings and the heavy roar of everyone
The sound of breathing filled the silent command tent.
The neighing of horses came from afar, breaking the silence.
"I'm very sorry."
"What?" Huge pain struck from behind, and cold steel penetrated his body, constantly sucking his life force. Each officer was equipped with a monomolecular combat knife forged by the Immortal City. Trained adults use this kind of knife.
A dagger can easily pierce a human body.
Marek Kolecki used all his strength to look back, and the blurry light illuminated several familiar faces. Shervinsky was in charge of the artillery, and Berezovs was in charge of the infiltration team.
Ki and the recently joined infantry commander Zhebrowski. At last he saw the crying face of his sister's son, Pavel Kolecki.