"Fuck it, it's snowing again.

Russia is a hellish place where it snows endlessly.

Even during the Chinese New Year, I won’t let anyone rest.” Mr. Ao cursed while looking at the falling snowflakes outside the window.

"It snows during the Chinese New Year, which is a good time. It also often snows during the Chinese New Year in Liaodong.

Besides, eating dog meat when it's snowing is just the right thing to do.

It’s almost ripe, do you want to eat it or not?”

Man Ye opened the earthen pot, and the rich aroma of meat immediately filled the whole room.

"Hold!

Don’t you Mongolians not eat dog meat?”

How could Mr. Ao let go of the fat dog meat, let alone the hound in the Kremlin?

“Dogs help us Mongolians herd sheep, hunt wolves, and also help us Mongolians hunt.

Of course Mongolians don’t eat dog meat, but this is a Russian dog, not a Mongolian dog. What’s the problem with eating it?

It’s Chinese New Year, so it would be best to kill you.

It's fat enough!" Master Man stared at Master Ao's big belly, took out a piece from the pot and stuffed it into his mouth.

The plump meat juice immediately flowed down the corner of the mouth, with a look of enjoyment on his face.

Mongolians don't eat dog meat, but Man Ye does.

According to him, when he was a child and his family was poor, they would eat all the rats in the fields, let alone dogs. He was so hungry that he even ate people.

Mr. Ao is an expert at eating dogs. According to him, after killing a dog, it must be skinned immediately, and then the skinned dog must be put in cold water overnight, otherwise the dog meat will have a fishy smell.

"Fuck! Mongolian dogs are dogs, but Russian dogs are not dogs?

Hmm! Not to mention, this Russian dog tastes really good." Mr. Ao also tasted a piece and was full of praise.

"Damn it, isn't this talking about a hound? Why is it so fat? Brother Xiao, you can't fool us with a local dog that has eaten shit."

Man Ye picked out a piece of dog ribs from the pot and looked at Li Xiao while chewing it.

"Oh! You've become a general, and you're still so shameless.

Come, come, freshly mixed chili sauce.

It was shipped by airship from Sichuan and added with bean paste, so it is called doubanjiang.

Dip it in dog meat and it will be delicious."

Li Xiao came over with a bowl of dark red stuff and gave each of them a small bowl.

"Fuck! You've been eating dog meat for decades, but you still need to dip it in sauce when eating dog meat?" Although he was confused, his hands were not slow.

The dog meat was rolled in the bean paste and put into the mouth, and the chopsticks couldn't stop.

"Stingy, give the lieutenant general a card to fool us. Where is the Maotai? It's easier to treat us to dinner. Take out the Maotai and don't fool us with Lao Longkou."

Nowadays, we are all people who have seen the world." Mr. Ao directly took the bowl and ate the dog meat while rummaging under Li Xiao's desk.

"There are only two lieutenant generals in the entire Ming Dynasty army, and they have been shouldered by you. What are you going to do?

My second oldest son is still just a vice admiral in the navy."

"I found it, there really is Maotai." Mr. Ao found two boxes of Maotai wine from under the desk.

"There were dozens of boxes found in the Catherine Palace." Li Xiao also fished out a chopstick of dog meat.

In many places, dog meat is called fragrant meat. When the fragrant meat rolls around, even the gods can't walk smoothly.

"Fuck, that bitch can drink so much?

Damn, with this money, he might as well buy some food for his soldiers.

Didn't you see, what those Russian soldiers eat is fucking pig food.

No! It’s not even as good as pig food.”

Mr. Ao unscrewed a bottle of Moutai and smelled it, and there was no doubt that it was authentic.

He took out the bowl and each person poured a bowl.

"It's time to eat! What kind of pig food do you keep talking about? Why can't you stuff your mouth with dog meat?" Master Man was very dissatisfied.

Because he was very poor when he was a child, he actually ate pig food.

"Seven million tons of potatoes have been rushed to the rear. It can last for a while and people will not starve to death." Li Xiao took a sip of Maotai.

"It's still pig food!"

Master Man gave Master Ao a fierce look. Everyone knew that in the Ming Dynasty, apart from cooking, the biggest use of potatoes was to feed pigs.

"When will the double track of the Central Asia Railway be completed? There is always a shortage of this and that on the front line.

Especially oil, my soldiers can go without food, but my tanks cannot go without oil."

"Me too, there's always not enough fuel.

I have asked the driver to fill up the mailbox at the train station."

"Holy shit, you're so smart.

I have to fill up the gas tank too!”

"Gas tank? What kind of car did you come here in?"

"tank truck!"

"Holy shit, you are such a bastard. What a fucking thief!

Correspondent! Correspondent!

Hurry up, send a telegram and bring a tanker truck. I'll go back in the tanker truck!"

"Get out of here!" Li Xiao said angrily.

The First Army of the Expeditionary Force consists of the First Tank Division, the Second Tank Division, the Third Tank Division, and three infantry divisions composed of expanded field regiments of the entire army.

It can be said that the elite of the entire army gathered together in one place!

There are a full 150,000 people, and a tanker of diesel is worth an egg.

These two old guys were complaining about the lack of supplies.

“The logistics department brought in 30,000 tons of diesel fuel, and together with the previous reserves in Russia, the logistics department now has close to 100,000 tons of diesel fuel.

By the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, 50,000 tons of diesel will arrive.

If you have the ability, all of you will be pulled to the front line."

Li Xiao pretended to be calm, picked up a chopstick of dog meat, threw it into his mouth and chewed it slowly.

Master Ao and Master Man stopped their chopsticks at the same time, looking straight at Li Xiao with their four big eyes.

These two are both murderous old guys. For ordinary people, their legs would be as weak as noodles if they looked at them like that.

But Li Xiao still calmly picked up the dog meat, rinsed it in bean paste and stuffed it into his mouth.

Then I took a sip of Moutai and felt extremely comfortable.

"Wait a moment!" Master Ao and Master Man held down Li Xiao's hands at the same time.

"Tell me, what do you mean? Do you want to do it?" Master Ao and Master Man's eyes shone at the same time.

The Ming Dynasty was proud of its military achievements, and Master Ao and Master Man were already extremely human ministers at this stage.

But with so many people under his command, he still has to gain military glory.

If you don't fight a battle, you'll get nothing but bullshit military glory.

It seemed that the temporary troops that had been cobbled together were fighting vigorously, but the armored troops were always in reserve and did not have many opportunities to participate in battles.

Privately, I have already complained about the two veterans.

After all, the miscellaneous players are playing vigorously, and the main force is staying behind, looking somewhat uneasy.

After hearing that there were so many oil reserves, the two of them immediately understood that a war was about to begin.

Moreover, it is a war, otherwise, it is absolutely impossible to release the hundreds of thousands of tons of oil stored in one go.

Li Xiao still took a sip of wine, then threw away his chopsticks and went directly to the huge sand table.

“Northern Line!

The main force was the Prussians, numbering about 1.3 million people.

Their equipment is not bad and their combat effectiveness is very good.

And after a winter of hoarding, they hoarded a large amount of ammunition, grain, etc. in Smolensk.

The servant troops, including the Swedes, Danes, Norwegians, and the armies of small countries such as Finland, totaled about 600,000 people.

These people constitute the main force of the northern coalition front.
To be continued...