Chapter 258 Self-Deception Lies

"Guo Fengxian, run!" A voice sounded in an open space behind the headquarters, and along with this voice, the sound of machine gun firing could be heard!

Li Fengning! When he found out that Guo Fengxian had been arrested and was about to be executed by shooting, Guo Fengxian was furious. His close comrades-in-arms did not die on the battlefield, but at the hands of these Soviets!

He ambushed next to the execution ground, and when the other party was about to start, he shot first!

He didn't intend to kill them, so the bullets were fired at the top of each other's heads. Even so, when the gunshots rang out, those guys from the Soviet Union immediately fell to the ground with their heads in their hands.

These are all executioners. For a long time, as the main force in the execution of counter-revolutionaries, no matter where they go, they are arrogant. They will arrest whoever they want, and kill whoever they want!

Likewise, they are also afraid of death! Like now!

They no longer care about Guo Fengxian, they are afraid of being shot by machine guns, and relying on this opportunity, Guo Fengxian runs wild.

At this time, it is a fool not to run, and now, with his running, his crime has been doomed, and he absconded!

As he ran, those firm thoughts in his mind were slowly loosening.

The sound of gunfire in the distance also startled the people in the headquarters. When Ye Ruofu heard that Guo Fengxian had run away, his face was ashen and terrifyingly black.

"This is a serious problem! The ideological education of the soldiers is too bad!" Yezhov said to the person in front of him almost furiously: "Gano, Marti, there are too many problems with your management!"

Sweat kept surging on the foreheads of the two, for fear that Ye Ruov, who was in a rage, would kill them.

In fact, Yezhov brought only a few people. If Gano and Marti want to do something, they can kill them at any time, but behind Yezhov is Moscow!

"Comrade Yezhov, we are ready." Jose hurriedly cleared the siege: "This is our plan of action."

According to the plan made by Jose, tonight, they will launch a surprise attack on the other troops and destroy them in one fell swoop! The plan was well made, Yezhov nodded repeatedly.

 …

George Orwell was sitting on a sandbag in a street position, smoking a cigarette, imitating the others.

The sky was getting dark, and they had been working for a whole day.

Although the rebels are still outside the city, they will attack at any time, and the city will become a battlefield at any time. They must prepare early. At the same time, this is also to take care of them, after all, it is easier than going directly to the front line.

Throughout the Spanish Civil War, there were many people who helped the Madrid government with enthusiasm, including George, a novelist.

As a literati, George is very literate. He is quite thin. Even on the battlefield, his shirt collar is black and oily, and his tie is still pinned on it.

He was a different man from an early age. He was born in British colonial India in 1903. Unlike most British children, his sympathy was on the side of the miserable Indian people.

He was once sent to Myanmar as a police officer, but sided with the convicts.

After that, he had no official job and started a wandering career. Just last year, after many years of repetition, the novel "Let Ye Lan Fly in the Wind" finally became a book that could earn him prestige. work.

Just after his life improved, that restless heart kept stirring, so after the outbreak of the Spanish Civil War, he went to Spain with his wife, Irene, who had only come to report on the Spanish Civil War, but ended up joining the United Labour Party Citizen military.

George is not well-known now, and later generations, the "Animal Farm" fable, really made him a very prestigious writer.

A group of animals on the farm successfully carried out a "revolution" to drive their human owners out of the farm and establish an egalitarian animal society. However, the animal leaders, the clever pigs, eventually usurped the fruits of the revolution and became more authoritarian and totalitarian rulers than their human counterparts.

The most thought-provoking thing in Animal Farm is that there is only one commandment left: All animals are equal, but some animals are more equal than others. When "equality" also has distinctions between high and low, the so-called equality is just a self-deceiving lie, and the so-called freedom has become a complete joke, and the humble civilians can only struggle silently in the predicament.

Fables must be very deep, and these fables come from his personal experience in Spain!

Now, after he finished smoking a cigarette, he threw the cigarette butt down, intending to wipe his gun again, when a gunshot suddenly sounded in the distance.

what happened? George hurriedly squatted into his own position and looked at the distance. The block over there belongs to the defensive area of ​​the Spanish gc party and is also the headquarters of the international column. The gunshots came from there!

"Hey, what's going on?" George shouted to a soldier who hurried over.

"It's the damn Third International, those Stalin's lackeys, are attacking us!" The soldier shouted to George, and then his body suddenly fell to the ground.

A stray bullet hit his head, and next to his head, blood gurgled out.

Looking at the soldier's body, George suddenly felt like he wanted to vomit.

Stalin's lackey! In the Soviet Union, the Great Purge is going on, and in far-off Spain, it has begun!

George also has his own beliefs. He belongs to the mksist United Workers Party, and his party is recognized by gc international as a lower-level organization of the Trotskyite organization!

How to do? Take up arms and fight them? No, how can it be! The brothers who have been fighting side by side for a long time suddenly want to draw their swords to face each other!

Despite the differences in belief, George simply could not accept this fact.

"Quick, retreat!" Someone shouted constantly beside him, under the intention of calculating and unintentional, this side could not stop the opponent's attack at all.

Picking up his own rifle, George wanted to withdraw with the others, which was the only thing he could do, but when he stood up, a bullet hit his throat.

At this moment, he thought that he was going to die. As a literary youth, he thought that he had many ways to die, but he never thought that he would be hit by a bullet from his former comrade-in-arms!

"Kill all these Trotskyists!" On the opposite side, someone shouted in Russian: "Keep our leftist camp pure!"

It was the last sound George heard before he lost consciousness. Thinking of his wife who was still in the nearby apartment, he felt infinite regret.