Chapter 517: Bloody Execution

The first update

The current Soviet Union is not the original historical Russia, and the army that pushed the world through the torrent of steel in the original history has turned Grozny into a Russian version of the imperial graveyard after losing the guarantee of a powerful country.

However, in the changed timeline, Yanayev will not tolerate a failed iron-fisted policy, and the terrorists in Ingushetia will only be suppressed.

In order to increase the effectiveness of incendiary bombs, the taiga forests of the Ingushetia region have begun to turn into a sea of fire. The army forcibly relocated villagers from rural villages to other places, bringing with them food and everything they could get their hands on, cutting off the base of the extremists in Ingushetia in the rural areas. This time, the Soviet soldiers did not show their previous mercy, and almost all of them put guns to the heads of these villagers and forced them to move. Who knows which of these people who settled here were Wahhabis who fled from the Chechen region.

The forcibly evicted were placed in a labor camp, where they would spend some time in the heavily guarded area until the terrorist forces entrenched in the mountains had been eliminated, and then they would be allowed to return to their former homes.

Discipline in the camps is strict and paramilitary management is practiced. Almost every rule is directed at the rules that these believers adhere to: first, no one is allowed to pray. Second, hunger strikes are not allowed, and third, food must be swallowed, whether it is steamed or not. Anyone who violates the above regulations will be subject to severe penalties.

At first, there were almost daily protests against the inhumane rules of the Soviet labor camps, which they considered to be offensive to their beliefs, and as a result, on the third day of the camps, people began a sit-in hunger strike to protest against the inhumane behavior of Soviet soldiers.

The hunger strikers sat in a circle and chanted the name of the real pig Anla, praising him for bringing light to Islan and the world. However, the hunger strike had not lasted more than ten minutes when the sound of boots on the ground was heard outside the door, and a tall and powerful officer led a team of soldiers with loaded guns to the hunger striker.

Approaching two meters of stature, the protesting crowd stopped talking, fearlessly confronting the commander of the temporary labor camp, Major Moloyev. A man who had crawled back from the Afghan imperial cemetery, when he was found by reinforcements, was scarred with the identification badge of a fallen teammate in his left hand and a string of mujahidean guerrillas in his right hand. It looks like a devil from hell.

Later, the KGB fell in love with this person and took great pains to transfer him from the army to the intelligence bureau, which was specially used as an interrogation weapon to make the intelligence officers "open their mouths", and Major Moloyev's methods were also extremely vicious and effective, and he could always get the information that the intelligence bureau wanted from the mouths of terrorists who only had one mouth or could not see clearly.

The Red Devil of the Soviets.

This is the name given by the enemy to Major Moloyev. And his presence in this labor camp means that these faithful religious believers have chosen the wrong opponent.

Major Moloyev looked at the indignant crowd around him, moved his voice and spoke, after all, he was an officer who crawled out of the pile of dead people, and there was an invisible coercion and oppression between his words, "I want to know, who said that he was going on a hunger strike just now?" It's okay, you can stand up, I want to hear your opinions. In order to pacify the terrorists, I am temporarily wronged that everyone is living here, and if I think it is okay, I will try to improve it. ”

Moloyev showed a warm demeanor as soon as he came up, and although he had a kind of majesty of his own, the appearance of lowering his posture often made these people who did not know what to do often think that it was a compromise with them.

Hearing Moloyev's answer, the people sitting in a circle immediately quarreled, and they were waiting for the concession of his commander before they could make more demands. Only a handful of believers hid to the side and did not speak.

"We need a dedicated prayer room." The eldest protested, "We need clean and spacious rooms, windows with a view of the holy Mecca, and soldiers to maintain quiet order while we pray." Labor camps must not be noisy. ”

The other man sitting on the side threw the plate on the table to the floor, and the sausages inside rolled out and got dusty, and he said dissatisfied, "We also need special meals, these things are not steamed, and they don't deserve to be called food." We need steamed food, steamed you know? Do you understand heretics? ”

The appearance of flying and domineering does not have the consciousness of a prisoner at all.

Seeing the sausage rolling to his feet, Moloyev bent down and picked it up, blew off the dust with his mouth, and then in the stunned eyes of everyone, he stuffed the sausage into his mouth, chewing it and saying that it tasted really good, and when we held our ground in Afghanistan and the logistics could not keep up, we could only eat the dead corpses.

After seeing this scene, those who were not from the same sect in the first place did not dare to speak, they were not fundamentalists, and they did not need to accept so many rules and regulations. But they have a hunch that these Wahhabis will be unlucky next and go against the Soviet Union? Wasn't there enough corpses hanging from trees during Stalin's purges?

"Very well, then please come out of these hunger strikers and come to my office, I want to hear your advice."

The soldiers behind them pushed the hunger strikers out, and before they could understand what was happening, they were cut off by an iron gate, cut off from those who supported their resistance.

Moloyev's face became extremely ugly and gloomy when he turned his back to them. He put his hand on the holster around his waist and gently unbuttoned the top button.

Within four minutes of the rebellious protesters being pushed out, the crisp sound of gunfire from outside the camp's cafeteria was the sound of Kalashnikov's rifles, and after a barrage of rapid fire, the atmosphere fell silent. And the one who handed it over never returned.

Everyone knows what that means, and the good-looking prefect is warning these fundamentalist retards in this bloody way that my patience is very limited, and that you had better obediently obey the rules inside the labor camps.

Only the non-fundamentalists remained in the corners, silently munching on sausages and not speaking.

The dinner served in the camp that night was changed from one sausage to two, and the bloody executions during the day made them branded with the fear of a butcher for the devil chief. Even if you eat sausages, no matter how much you go against the teachings, you force yourself to swallow them. It's just that some people wonder why tonight's sausages don't taste the same as before......

When the next day the camp members walked out of the dormitory, they were stunned by the sight of the Wahhabis executed yesterday with their legs cut off and only the upper half of their bodies swaying in the ropes, realizing that the people who had a strange dinner yesterday had begun to bend over and vomit, and the corners of the others' mouths twitched, and they finally saw something more terrible than religion.

The iron-blooded rule of the Soviets.

"As I said before, the labor camp does not require you to work, as long as you obediently follow the above regulations. When the Ingushetia region is stabilized, we will naturally let you go back. ”

Moloyev looked around at the disciples who bowed their heads and did not dare to look at him, and said word by word, "This is the Soviet, not your Islan World, let alone your Muslin's paradise, if anyone wants to stand up to their own teachings and stand up to challenge our authority, then the person hanging on the tree will be their fate!" ”

Major Moloyev's speech shocked everyone, the Ingushetia region was originally on the verge of getting out of control, and now the strong intervention of the Soviet Ministry of Internal Affairs made these believers who did not know the height of the sky feel the horror for the first time.

Moloyev had seen the steel of tanks crush the corpses of Afghan jihadists, and the artillery of the Shikhal River tore the bodies of partisans to shreds. A group of unlicensed members in the labor camps also wanted to bargain with the Soviet government, which was a joke.

Major Moloyev wanted to make them feel fear, terror imprinted in the depths of their bones.

It can never dissipate. (To be continued.) )