I became Stalin chapter 201
“It is a summary decision. Execute immediately!”
bang! bang! A brief gunshot resounded through the silent city.
The ‘death squads’ left in the slums were all ready to die for the independence of their country. If only I could burn myself and bring liberation to this land!
With such determination, the regiment of the Independence Army charged with a few guns and a couple of grenades at key facilities such as the airfield and headquarters.
Occasionally he achieved a few victories, but most were tossed before the defense of the facility. Nevertheless, the Independence Army was confident.
“Let this go! Damn it, you bastards!”
Among the corpses of the comrades who went before, the survivors were dragged out like dogs by the Allied Forces. It was messed up somewhere, with ragged limbs and blood-drenched hair in the mud.
“Hey, you bastards who aren’t even the size of a dog.”
Still, they laughed and ridiculed the soldiers for being the dogs of imperialism. The soldiers pulled out the guerrillas of the Independence Army with a hardened face.
“Rebels in possession of illegal weapons” were summarily executed without trial. Some were taken to the interrogation chamber deep underground, but those who refused to testify were dragged out again in blood and were dragged along with their comrades in front of a wall full of bullet marks.
The unofficial name the executives call is ‘Wailing Wall’. The term for the soldiers to call is ‘slaughterhouse’. They cried before him.
“Imperialism is a paper tiger! You will drown in the sea of the people!”
“I am going, but the liberation of my country is coming. I must come!”
“You bastard, you gagged too!”
The chief of the security police couldn’t even stand the “prisoners” leaving their wills one word at a time. After he shouted so much, the death row inmates could no longer cry.
Their mouths were gagged, their hands tied and hooks hung over the wall, aiming at those who were helplessly dangling, and the firing squad aimed their guns at them.
“… I, I can’t!”
A young blue soldier trembled, dropped his gun, and fell to his knees.
“Are you disobeying orders? This damn bastard… .”
“I, sergeant. This friend is a new recruit who just enlisted… It is said that the unit was annihilated yesterday. Please, please understand.”
A nearby soldier, who seemed to have quite a bit of experience, ran to the police officer who was about to shout and begged for forgiveness. The new recruit, who refused to fire, sat down and trembled.
The police officer clicked his tongue when he saw that the other soldiers also didn’t look so good.
“It’s a shame that I can’t fight for my country with the spirit of sabotage… .”
He walked towards the wall covered in dark red blood.
All six prisoners. Six rounds of ammunition loaded into his revolver pistol.
“Are you afraid? Are you afraid?”
bang! A gunshot rang out.
One prisoner drooped with blood splattered from his side hair. The soldiers looked at the gunman with smoke-blank guns pointing towards the sky, stunned.
Blood splattered on his rolled up forearm and police uniform pants, but he didn’t care.
“I, I, am I not crazy?”
“Don’t even go crazy… Your whole family is dead… .”
bang! Another gunshot rang out, and one prisoner drooped again.
tang, tang, tang. He wandered, pulling the trigger of the pistol against the prisoner’s side. Three gunshots and three prisoners. Even as more and more blood dripped onto his clothes, his forearms, and his face, he was stained red with blood, but he didn’t care and walked towards the next prisoner.
“Ha! You motherfucker!”
Seeing the last prisoner’s face, he clenched his teeth and kicked the prisoner’s stomach.
The guerrilla swelled up, opened her half-closed eyes, looked up at who the hell it was, and burst into laughter with her gagged mouth.
The police chief, who was full of blood, was also sharply grinding his teeth, and then with his rough hands he removed the gag of the guerrillas. When the gag was removed, the guerrilla spit in the police chief’s shoe through the cracks in his broken teeth.
“Your kids must all go to hell. Heh heh heh heh heh!!”
“Now it’s my turn to send you to hell.”
The police chief confirmed that the last bullet had been loaded, and with a click, pointed the pistol at the guerrilla’s head.
In the terrorist attack on the local police station, all of the police chief’s family died except for him. Of course, there would be no end to the grudges accumulated between the captain and the guerrillas, who had been persistently searching for and executing the independence army.
“hell? For you, this may be heaven, but for us… .”
bang! With a gunshot, even the last guerrillas became droopy corpses.
Fresh, hot blood splashed on his face, but the police chief trembled and stared at the corpse. The soldiers, too, could not do anything and just watched the execution helplessly.
“What one! Hurry up!”
As if struck by lightning, the soldiers began to drag the guerrillas scattered as corpses at his shouts and go somewhere.
I’ll probably bury it somewhere moderately, or I’ll make it up and mix it with ashes and sprinkle it on the burial site.
The trembling recruit was brought by other soldiers, shoulder-to-shoulder and dragged out. The surgeon will stay up all night in the ward this evening to prevent the recruits from committing suicide. After seeing several suicides, the upper management tried to deal with the “shell shock” by squeezing the surgeon.
Guerillas don’t shoot shells, so it’s good if you don’t bury them because there’s no shell shock. The war in the jungle was going like this.
“You fucking bastards… It’s arguing that you’ve got some weapons… .”
Whether the soldiers from the rear aimed their guns at my head, or stepped on a mine from the front and exploded, the Allies were moving forward in the end.
In the Netherlands, the last colony should not be lost, and an additional 40,000 suppression troops were being formed because of the argument that the only way to reverse the situation was to win as long as there was already high public opposition.
Britain was also concerned about the spread of unrest in the Strait Colony and the Indian Colony, so it summoned and deployed additional troops.
In the face of a mass offensive that pours in regardless of damage, the strength of the defense line will eventually crack. The Indonesian Independence Army retreated step by step, not yet using sophisticated defensive strategies like the real elite officers.
Of course, he succeeded in a powerful counterattack everywhere.
“High-explosive loading! launch!”
bang! The British Crusader tank set off a huge explosion when the heavy main gun of the secondary tank blew out fire.
Each time an enemy tank exploded, the tankers cheered. It was easy to get used to because of the one-sided wealth of heavy tanks, but the blows fed to the imperialists who crushed the colonists with overwhelming weapons were new every time.
The 100mm tank gun, which was supposed to be the enemy of German heavy tanks, was close to overspecs against early tanks such as Crusaders and Matildas. Even with high-explosive shells rather than armor-piercing rounds, most British tanks were pierced or damaged by a direct hit that stripped their tracks.
On the other hand, the Crusader’s 40mm, 2-pounder tank gun could not properly hold the secondary tank.
“No, why don’t you get hit?”
“Well, that’s right… .”
The British tankers cheered when they fired hard and the bombs hit, but they couldn’t help but be shocked to see that mighty heavy tank that didn’t move.
Just as the Germans who entered the Great Patriotic War with the 3rd and 4th tanks fell into a KV shock when they saw the Soviet heavy tank, Britain fell into a ‘defective shock’ after seeing it.
“He’s a damn strong guy… .”
It was even more shocking for those who were not yet properly trained and did not know how to use techniques such as the ‘tea-time angle’.
If the shells do not come in vertically in front of the tank, but slightly angle to point to the ‘2 o’clock’, that is, tea time, the shells are more likely to be hit and bounce.
However, the soldiers who were sent to the battlefield after teaching them how to drive a tank for several months at most and how to shoot shells did not even know such high-level content. Especially since the seniors who taught me were swept away.
In the end, in order to capture wealth, they had to bring in a few ‘heavy field artillery’ and concentrated howitzer fire, or call the air force to launch air bombing, but the Allied Forces were not receiving enough support.
So, instead of using the method taught by the US military, I decided to use the method learned from a slightly different country.
“that… Do you mean go over there?”
“okay! If you do that, your family will be rewarded enormously!”
The skinny Aboriginal man looked anxiously at the heavy Independence Army tank, the Dutch officer with a pretentious smile, and the interpreter.
At his feet was a box that looked quite heavy. When the man hesitated, the Dutch officer took his wallet from his waist and unfolded it.
“character! Do you see the money here? All this money goes to your family! money! Interpreter, interpret!”
“Oh, well, all that money is yours. Hey, if you just break that tank… .”
The box at the feet was a bundle of explosives. Even for a heavy tank, areas such as the underside of the tank or the engine room are likely to be vulnerable. Throwing a bomb in such a place could destroy the tank.
British and Dutch forces learned this “precious” lesson from their engagement with the Japanese. When Sherman tanks appeared, they would destroy one or two with a Banzai charge or a self-destruct charge, especially in these lush jungles.
Of course, most of them failed miserably, although they were often torn apart by tank machine guns or infantry fire. Thus, British and Dutch officers were reluctant to give such orders to their men.
Especially since it was obvious that a protest would follow. Instead, they found a good “substitute.”
The man lacked one arm. He was troubled, knowing that he could not feed his wife and children with such a sick body. Even though he spoke with such a nice face, he wasn’t stupid enough to not know that if he went, he would surely die.
I don’t know those white-faced white people who think that all Toin people are stupid and greedy.
Anyway, he eventually picked up a bunch of bombs.
“Even if I die, please pass the money to my family. If you let them starve, I will curse you to death.”
“Oh yes of course! Come on, come on!”
The interpreter nodded and urged the man. Picking up the bomb pack with his intact left arm and carrying it on his shoulder, he looked back anxiously and ran forward through the bushes.
Towards the 50-ton, metal monster that scatters explosives and steel.
“What would you like to do?”
“Why are you giving me my money? It’s enough to just show your surname in an appropriate manner in public money. I couldn’t even wake up… . Are there any more Toeins out there?”
The officer spit it out and nervously shoved his wallet back into his waist.
The Japanese still succeeded a few times, but somehow, it seemed that there were not one or two in ten who knew how to blow up tanks properly.
The officer spied on the ground, remembering that he had to ask for more “private project funds” from the superior.
I became Stalin chapter 201