#1400 - Drug

While the father and son were talking, the flames of war in Europe, or rather Eastern Europe, were still raging. Under Russia's instigation, underground organizations in Eastern Europe fully utilized the power of the people, making the foreign interventionist forces suffer greatly.

A small village named Lyuban in Poland.

Lyuban actually belonged to the territory of western Belarus in its previous life, but now it nominally belongs to Polish territory. However, the people here clearly prefer Russia, which belongs to the same East Slavic ethnic group.

Night fell upon this rather desolate village, and in a house in the southeast corner of the village, members of the guerrilla隊 were secretly plotting under the oil lamp.

"Village Chief Rovtashenko, I heard that a Polish White bandit grain requisition team will be resting in your village recently. Is this news true?" A young man with a buzz cut asked Rovtashenko.

Village Chief Rovtashenko was about forty years old and had a receding hairline. He puffed on his pipe, exhaling a cloud of choking smoke, and said, "Yes, Secretary Popov, those beasts arrived in our village yesterday. They came from the city of Bilaros."

"With the potato harvest season just around the corner, these beasts have come to our village to requisition grain again. This is the third time they have forcibly requisitioned grain this year."

The main crop of the Belarusian people is potatoes. In its previous life, Belarus was the country with the highest per capita potato consumption in the world. It can be said that potatoes are the Belarusians' favorite staple food. Since potatoes were introduced to Russia, Belarusians have relied on them as their basic food crop.

Of course, in other words, this barren land is only suitable for growing potatoes. For the vast majority of Belarusians, there is no more perfect crop than potatoes.

Rovtashenko stretched out his thin and withered arm and said to Secretary Popov, "Since the Polish White bandits and German devils occupied Belarus, our lives have not improved, but have become even more miserable than in the Tsarist era."

"The Polish White bandits impose the heaviest taxes on the Belarusian region, and there are many exorbitant taxes. Last year, our village suffered a poor harvest due to drought. As a result, the White bandits not only did not restrain themselves, but also robbed us of most of our food. Thirty percent of the villagers starved to death. They killed, injured, looted, and did all kinds of evil, and they deserved to do harm to innocent women…"

After an unknown amount of time, Rovtashenko suddenly said with a ferocious expression, "…My eldest son was just arguing with them a few words when he was beaten to death by two White bandit beasts with their rifle butts."

Then, Rovtashenko's eyes turned red, and he said tremblingly, "Secretary Popov, you must stand up for us! Even if it costs us anything, we must avenge our dead relatives."

After listening to Rovtashenko's words, Popov and other members of the Russian Labor Party and the guerrillas became silent. Some people even cursed with empathy, "These beasts, they simply don't treat us like human beings."

Popov's expression was also a little黯然. He only felt a sense of郁气stuck in his chest, which was difficult to释怀for a long time. No matter how many times, he thought he was numb to such a human hell, but when he really faced it, he still felt empathy.

He said to the suffering Village Chief Rovtashenko, "Village Chief Rovtashenko, don't say such things. We are all members of the working masses. Many of my relatives were also killed by the White bandits and devils."

"However, this is not a reason for us to cry in vain. It is precisely because we want to change this tragic situation and the injustice of fate that our Labor Party talents unite together and constantly strive to overthrow the old world."

"A new life and a bright future must be won by our own efforts. If we want to win an era where everyone is well-fed and fair, we must constantly fight against the reactionary forces…"

After describing the ideal world once again, Popov began to say, "Village Chief Rovtashenko, do you want revenge?"

Rovtashenko said emotionally, "Of course, Secretary Popov, whatever you want me to do, our village is willing to cooperate. We have no way out…"

Popov held Rovtashenko's thin and rough hands and said, "In that case, I hope your village can join and cooperate with our guerrillas' actions. First, tell us the details of this den of White bandits, and then we will formulate a plan to eliminate them."

Rovtashenko nodded fiercely and then said, "This White bandit grain requisition team has a total of one hundred and twenty-eight people. They have no heavy weapons, only rifles. The leader is called Cherflavrad, who used to be a well-known混混in the area. After the collapse of the Tsarist government, he joined the army and acted as a lackey for the German devils."

"He himself is from our neighboring village, but he has been a bad seed since he was a child, doing nothing but stealing chickens and dogs and teasing the village widows."

"Later, when he grew up, he ran to Bilaros and joined a gang. Occasionally, he would return to the village and show off his power, relying on his gang membership to extort and blackmail, which deserved the hatred of his neighbors. It can be said that his reputation stinks. After the German devils occupied Bilaros, I don't know what means he used to successfully become a puppet army squad leader."

"Later, the White bandit government was established, and his squad was smoothly recruited by the Polish White bandits, and he turned into a real junior officer."

Popov asked, "Then the composition of his team is probably the same as him?"

Rovtashenko nodded and said, "Yes, basically they are all local痞流氓from the surrounding area. Otherwise, with their skills, it would be impossible for them to do the work of a grain requisition team."

"They only bully us unarmed common people and have no combat effectiveness."

Rovtashenko was naturally not talking nonsense. In the Tsarist era, he was also a Tsarist veteran who had served in the army. However, when Rovtashenko was young, the Tsarist Russia was still very strong on the surface most of the time.

Therefore, Rovtashenko had not participated in any wars, but this did not mean that he had no military literacy. He had not eaten pork, but he had always seen pigs run. He still had a concept of the combat effectiveness of a team composed of痞流氓like Cherflavrad.

After listening to Village Chief Rovtashenko's information, Popov also had a certain understanding of this White bandit team.

He said to Rovtashenko, "It is still easy to eliminate this White bandit team, but we must also consider whether eliminating them in your village will anger the White bandit government."

"We can just leave, but our beliefs do not allow us to do so. Therefore, the aftermath of eliminating this White bandit team must also have a detailed plan."

After listening to Popov's concerns, Village Chief Rovtashenko instead suggested, "Secretary Popov, you don't have to worry about this. If the White bandits want to investigate afterwards, let me, a man with half his body buried in the ground, bear the blame. I just hope that after my death, you can take care of the villagers in our village and my family."

According to Rovtashenko's idea, if this den of White bandits is eliminated by the guerrillas, it will definitely alarm the Polish government, and they will definitely investigate his village in the end.

At this time, as long as he stands up and bears the blame for通工, it should be able to quell the enemy's anger.

Anyway, he is old and has not many years to live, so sacrificing himself to eliminate a White bandit team would be a profit.

Popov was naturally very clear about Loftashenko's intentions, but he said, "Village Chief Loftashenko, I don't think you should have such negative thoughts before the outcome is determined."

"Our mission is to overthrow the White bandit government and the rule of the German devils. Death is not terrible for us, but why should we act according to the script of the White bandits and devils?"

"Who says that when the White bandits come to encircle us, someone must be captured and surrender, thereby appeasing their anger and begging for their forgiveness?"

Faced with his series of questions, Loftashenko asked, "Then what should we do?"

Popov said, "Naturally, we must fight to the end. After all, the current situation is that even if you don't resist, will the White bandit government let you go? This is obviously impossible. After all, the White bandits are coming to the countryside to collect grain and military expenses."

"Even if you don't resist, the final outcome will only be that most people starve to death. So, if you are destined to starve to death, it is better to take the most drastic measures and completely tear apart your faces with them."

"At this time, it is even more important to outsmart them. First, solve our shortcoming of lacking weapons, and then, after obtaining more guns and ammunition, we can confront them head-on."

Loftashenko: "How do we outsmart them?"

As for the second half of Popov's words, Loftashenko directly ignored them. After all, if he had real weapons in his hands, he would have gone to fight the White bandits long ago. The current problem is how to obtain the first gun for 'starting a business'.

Just like during World War II in his previous life, the Allies airdropped Liberator pistols with basically no combat power behind German lines. The purpose of these pistols was not to have the people in the occupied areas confront the German army head-on, but to provide them with the 'initial capital' to obtain necessary supplies.

Popov said, "We have brave guerrilla fighters, and now we also have intelligence advantages. As long as we can wipe out this nest of White bandits in your village, then we can obtain a hundred guns, and then we can organize a new guerrilla team."

"Of course, I have an idea that may not even require the guerrillas to confront the enemy head-on. With your cooperation, we may be able to take them down easily."

Speaking of this, Popov turned to Loftashenko and asked, "I wonder how the grain requisition team in your village solves their food problem? Are you able to get in contact with it?"

Hearing Popov's question, Loftashenko immediately thought of the word "poisoning." Popov probably wanted to subdue the White bandit team without bloodshed by tampering with their food.

However, Loftashenko still considered the feasibility of this plan, and then he came to the conclusion: "If we tamper with their food, it should be feasible, because the White bandits' current food is indeed provided by forcing our village to do so, but we don't have the corresponding drugs."

After all, Loftashenko's village was just a normal village, so how could there be a large number of illegal drugs?

Popov said, "You don't need to worry about the drug problem. I can handle it, but this matter must also be handled with caution."

"Especially if they become aware of it, then it is very likely to be a complete failure, especially if someone with psychological problems is sent to carry it out, it is easy to reveal flaws."

What Popov said was indeed very important, just like Jing Ke's assassination of the King of Qin in the history of the Far East Empire. If he had encountered someone like Qin Wuyang, who dropped the ball at a critical moment, it was very likely that the perfect plan would have fallen short.

As for Popov and the others' plan, that was the executor. Because of their weak psychological endurance, they might reveal flaws and arouse the White bandits' suspicion.

Regarding Popov's concerns, Loftashenko said, "Let me carry out this plan. I will definitely not make any mistakes, and I can get in touch with the kitchen, so it is not easy to arouse the enemy's suspicion."

Popov had no doubt about Village Chief Loftashenko's psychological quality. After all, he dared to run to Liuban Village in the middle of the night to provide himself with intelligence. Obviously, he was a bold and careful person. Of course, more importantly, the White bandits were too careless.

If the White bandits had been a little more vigilant, Loftashenko's head would probably have fallen to the ground.

However, the White bandits' loose and unwary team just made it easier for Popov's plan to be carried out.

… …

The next day, Luninichi Village, this village was where Loftashenko was located.

At this time, Loftashenko had already returned here, and the guerrillas also came back with him. Now the guerrillas were hiding in his house.

Just as the sky was beginning to dawn, Loftashenko came to the place where the White bandits were staying. This was originally the mansion of a landlord in Luninichi Village, and it was also the best residence in the village, which was used as a temporary stronghold by the White bandit grain requisition team.

Loftashenko carried a large bag of potatoes. Without the slightest vigilance from the White bandit soldiers, he swaggered to the kitchen as usual, followed by the three villagers in charge of cooking for the White bandits.

As mentioned before, potatoes were the staple food of Belarus, so Loftashenko's carrying potatoes did not arouse the enemy's suspicion at all.

In the kitchen, Loftashenko helped peel potatoes, and then in the next process, which was stirring mashed potatoes, he quietly took out some powder from his pocket and secretly put it in, while he had already sent the others away to do other work in advance.

Under normal circumstances, the villagers of Luninichi Village would just boil or steam the potatoes in water, but the White bandit grain requisition team obviously did not do that. They ate a kind of pancake made by mixing potatoes and coarse grain flour, which was also the basic condition for why Loftashenko was sure that he could poison them. After all, the villagers just washed the potatoes casually and put them whole into the pot to cook without even removing the skins.

Then the drug would naturally not be able to be mixed in. At this time, he could only think of a way from the dishes, but the person who cooked the dishes was fixed. After all, the White bandits were more picky and definitely wanted the best cook in the village to do it.

In this way, if Loftashenko wanted to poison them, he must first collude with the cook, but in this way, Loftashenko was worried that something would go wrong. However, fortunately, the problem could be solved in the staple food stage, and only Loftashenko now knew that he was poisoning the staple food.