With the support of several tons of grain, Zhukov's army marched towards Chelmkhov as soon as it was dawn.

At the same time as the army was marching, the army of grain collectors was collecting more and more horses along the way, and by the time the army was moving, the troops had already arrived in Belgasque, and sent a battalion to Ulan-Ude and Chita to rush to raise food for the army.

At this time, Zhukov did not realize that there was a problem with the grain requisition troops going to Bratsk, and only thought that they were on the way, rushing towards the army.

Just as the army arrived in Cheremkhov, Movelsk, which was only a few tens of kilometers ahead, was attacked.

This was followed by attacks on Usoliye, Angarsk, and Irkutsk in Siberia.

The squad that was collecting grain had just completed its task of collecting grain, and when the grain was piled up in the empty barracks, the enemy suddenly appeared, and in just ten minutes of firefighting, the small number of grain collection teams was wiped out.

The sudden sound of dense gunfire and the explosion of grenades caused the civilians to flee in panic, and after just a few breaths, they regretted their homes and hid in their homes and did not dare to show their heads.

They knew that if the enemy came, it should be safe at home, after all, the last time the other party shouted for civilians to go home, and even if they searched for the soldiers hiding in their homes, they would not harass them, so subconsciously, they fought together and hid in their homes.

However, most of the local officials who assisted in the grain collection did not escape, and were killed one after another in the fierce fighting.

Resistant, very fragile. The enemy's attack speed was extraordinarily fast, and the moment the grain collection team heard the gunshots, they had nothing to hide, they could not avoid it, they shot back, and they could not hit the opponent, they were in the opponent's accurate shooting. The skulls burst and they were killed.

Huya warriors in groups of three and three, quickly rushed through the streets, killing those in military uniforms among the fleeing people. And those local officials who assisted in the recruitment in the barracks were not as fortunate as the people on the streets, who were stuck in the barracks at the moment. One failed to come out, and all of them died.

As the fighting raged, armored and infantry vehicles appeared in the streets, followed by loud horns shouting again to let the poor people go home, followed by a chain rail truck that rushed straight to the barracks.

By the time the gunfire had stopped, the armoured convoy had already driven into the barracks. Begin to quickly load the food, bread, wine, and warm items that have just been collected.

In less than an hour, the convoy pulled the corpses of those soldiers and disappeared quickly, without even going to the homes of the poor, but allowing some dozens of soldiers and local officials who were still busy collecting food to escape and ascend to heaven, and not all of them were destroyed.

When they waited for the sound of the truck to die down, and when they came out again, they were terrified. It's not my own place anymore. On the contrary, it seems to be the enemy's, although the enemy does not occupy it. It's like your own backyard.

When they cautiously came to the barracks, they saw empty barracks, and the horses and food they had just collected had disappeared and were all pulled away.

The food that had been so hard collected was gone. They are fearful and angry, but what can they do? If you can't beat people, you can only use the radio station in the home of the local official here. Report to Zhukov.

The army had just entered Cheremkhovo, and the vanguard was advancing forward, and telegrams, letters and letters had arrived.

"What? The collected grain was robbed!! ”

"Then what should we do if our army has no food?!"

"Fight the enemy!!"

Knowing that the supplies ahead had been robbed, several officers could no longer hold back their emotions and shouted one after another.

Zhukov also knew that the grain that had been collected with great difficulty would have been able to support the arrival of the grain from the secret grain storage warehouse where the army had advanced to the Lena River, and even if the grain from there arrived, it would be difficult for the army to survive for three days.

"Order the troops to speed up their march and try to block these small forces!"

Zhukov did not lose his mind, but his pursuit was nothing more than to get the troops in place as soon as possible, and if they did not rush to a densely populated place, there would be a possibility of a mutiny in the troops. After all, there is no food. When you go to a densely populated place, maybe there is a way to think about it, at least there is a place to live, so that you don't get cold, right?

The army, advancing rapidly under the order, did not have any baggage, and the speed of natural march was not slow, and in one day, the team rushed seventy or eighty kilometers, successively entering Sversk and Siberian Usoliye.

When entering these places, Zhukov secretly ordered his descendants to forcibly requisition food again, and despite the anger of the people, they took the only grain left in their homes. Although no shots were fired, incidents of punching and kicking were inevitable.

At this time, Zhukov had no scruples about anything else, he would not even be able to go to the front without forcibly requisitioning grain, and there was still more than 100 kilometers to go, and if he did not forcibly levy grain, the team would not even reach Kyakhta, and there would be a mutiny due to hunger.

He knew that he was also dead, and if he died on the battlefield, his family and his reputation would be preserved, after all, he was sacrificing his life for the country. If he starves to death, he won't get anything. As for surviving and returning to Moscow, what awaits him is also a military court, then he still gets nothing, and he will become a sinner.

But if he dies on the battlefield, the Mlin will not scandalize a general who fights to the death, but will publicize it and set a benchmark. In that way, the merits and demerits will be offset, even if they are not rewarded, at least his reputation will be preserved, and his family will not be implicated.

His desperate gamble made the army miserable, and the place where the army passed was a mess, no different from the bandits entering the village. The civilians of Soviet Russia lost faith in the political axe at this time. They don't care if they live or die. They robbed them of food, which meant that their families would starve to death and freeze to death in the winter.

Dissatisfaction has been suppressed since the first forced levy and now there are no particles, and it is no longer difficult to control. From dissatisfaction to anger, to hatred.

"Is this still the army of the political axe? It's bandits!! ”

An old man in his fifties and sixties, with snot flowing down his nose, stood on the street with a cane and roared angrily, allowing the cold wind to pour into the unbuttoned padded jacket that had been open to stop looting.

"They are not even as good as the enemy!!"

A beaten young man with a blue nose and swollen face stood on the street with a board axe and shouted: "The enemy has not robbed yet, but they have come to rob us and drive us into a corner, regardless of our life or death!" ”

More people are dazed, crying silently. They don't know what's going on. supported the political axe, gave the small amount of food at home to the troops, and then, before even a day passed, he was looted by his own troops. And the enemy, who entered the city for the second time, did not even enter his home, what is the situation? The enemy seems to care more about the people than his own troops.

For the first time, they were really disappointed in their political axes. They have a scale in their hearts, and they don't know the cause of the war, but they know the way of the hostile sides of the war, and even fools know it.

But Zhukov is also helpless, no, his team can't even go to the battlefield, although it is strictly forbidden to shoot and hurt people, but it is inevitable to use force in the tearing, perhaps, there are times when the gun goes off, but it has not yet appeared.

When such a situation occurred in these places, the few places that Qu's army had just attacked, Krasnoyarsk, Nazarovo, and other five or six larger villages and cities, as well as Abakan and Chernogorsk, near the Yulei battlefield at that time, were also looted.

Unlike the place where Zhukov's army had traveled, it was sacked by fleeing soldiers.

In the three villages and towns of Abakan near the main battlefield, the day after Yu Lei's army cleaned up the battlefield and withdrew back to Mezhdurechensk, those routs who had been separated from the main army, hid in the mountains for a day, and slowly gathered up, did not dare to march in the direction of the retreat of the large army, and they did not know whether the battle there was over, they only knew that their own army had been defeated and was being pursued by the enemy.

As the number of people gathered increased, the leadership was established one by one, according to the ranks, the contingent was temporarily formed, and after a brief discussion, they did not dare to return to Baikal, they agreed that they had completely failed, and for the sake of now, the only way to do this was to march in the direction of the Ural Mountains, and perhaps there would be a glimmer of life, along the railway, back to Moscow.

When they came to the nearby town with hunger and cold, they found that there were no enemy troops here, and the common people lived as usual, and the smoke still rose.

So, I had the courage to go into these places and look for something to eat.

However, they did not have the relevant procedures, not to mention, and the military ranks were generally too low, so that the local officials did not believe that they were troops at all, or directly classified them as deserters, refused to give them too much food, and thought that they did not play a role in protecting their homes, and even fled from the battle.

At first, these defeated soldiers were still stoic, nibbling on the black bread they had received in the cold, and remained silent. After all, it is its own country, its own people. But instead of getting enough food, they were accused of not protecting their homes and letting the enemy in, but they fled, and they quit.

Most of those local officials are non-military personnel, and they have high political awareness, but they do not understand the psychology of being a soldier. Such a harsh reprimand made these soldiers quit. They worked so hard that they couldn't get enough food, and they were accused of deserters.

When the first insult comes out, emotions quickly get out of control. The rout still had guns in their hands, and they could no longer tolerate their blood and sweat and hunger, while those local personnel did not appreciate it, did not buy it, and ate on their own.

Thus, the first smashing began, and it spread rapidly. Most of the troops pouring into the towns were chaotic, with various numbers, and those temporarily promoted commanders could not control them, and it was difficult to control them when they were robbing together.

With firm convictions, their prevention led to a firefight, and in the end, the voices of resistance disappeared, and the robbery entered the climax.

After humanity tears off its camouflage at this moment, the original ugly side immediately explodes.

What bandits should do, these soldiers are doing at this moment, even if they are facing people from their own country. (To be continued......)