"Let's go and see. It's not necessarily the Germans attacked, but maybe they encountered wild beasts." Tsinirav led everyone to form a battle group and walked towards the woods where the sound was heard. A sentry was lying on the snow in the woods. Tsinirav led everyone to look. What appeared in front of them was a bloody corpse with multiple knife wounds on their bodies, and the military coat was covered with red crystals. It seemed that blood was frozen by ultra-low temperature after it emerged. The Soviet soldiers who saw this scene felt deeply frightened.

"Ah,,," another scream. The Soviet soldier next to Tserilaf covered his chest and fell to the ground, twitching for a few times and then lost his life. A bunch of blood came out of the corner of his mouth, and it quickly formed ice after encountering the air. A long arrow was inserted into his chest. Tserilaf stepped forward and pulled out the long arrow. The next moment, his face changed drastically. "This is an arrow shot from the English longbow, a German African indigenous division. Let's disperse,,,."

"Swish, swish, swish," Before Zerilaf finished speaking, countless sharp arrows flew out of the darkness. The sound of arrows sliding in the air was very clear, like the god of death singing in a low voice, and the sharp arrows flew towards the target under the air.

"Ah, ah, ah, ah" a scream sounded, and the arrow tore open the thick military coat and sank into the body of the Soviet soldiers. When the skin muscles were torn apart, people made a painful sound. The Soviet soldiers who were caught in the arrow fell to the ground and struggled. Their faces were filled with fear of death, and they walked towards death helplessly.

"Fire quickly, fire quickly, fire quickly, fire quickly to the enemies in the dark." Captain Tsinirav looked at the soldiers around him in horror, but he couldn't figure out where the enemy was. Tsinirav had to raise his gun and prepare to fire randomly at the enemies in the dark. However, after pulling the trigger, the gunshots did not sound. The terrible cold freezes the rifle, making it impossible for everyone to use.

"Damn!" Zerilaf led the gun to the ground fiercely. Just as he was about to curse the ghost weather, an arrow shot into Zerilaf's forehead accurately without screaming. Zerilaf's eyes quickly became clear, and he fell backwards, fell heavily to the ground, and lay quietly among the pile of corpses.

Within a few minutes, the patrol of more than 100 people fell on the snow. Their bodies were covered with arrow feathers, and no blood was shed. All the broken wounds were frozen in an instant. Then, countless indigenous African soldiers suddenly appeared in the darkness. They were wrapped in thick wool, carrying English longbows on their backs, and holding arc-colored scimitars in their hands. They came to the bodies of the Soviet soldiers to observe carefully, and found that there was no living mouth, they quickly dispersed and disappeared into the darkness.

The howling snowstorm blocked the screams of the Soviet soldiers, and the warm barracks made the Soviet soldiers fall asleep with peace of mind. They did not expect the Germans to attack in this weather where ghosts were not running around. They did not expect that tens of thousands of African natives were holding blood-devouring scimitars and sneaking into their positions with the mission of letting the enemy die.

After a long winter training, these African natives living in the tropical areas had adapted to the cold weather of the Soviet Union. These African natives who lived in difficult conditions for a long time learned to fight under extremely cold conditions with their infinite survival willfulness. When they learned that everyone in the occupation of Baku could get delicious beef, they launched an attack without hesitation.

The blizzard continued, and the African indigenous people were quickly infiltrating into the core positions of the Soviet army, and all the posts were unknowingly filled with arrows. The screams of the Soviet soldiers were drowned in the bitter cold wind. The African indigenous people even rushed into the barracks and cut off scimitars at the sleeping enemy. After the African indigenous people began to attack the city, tens of thousands of German soldiers who were ready to go had their shiny bayonets inserted into the sharp bayonets and attacked Baku City with the cleared positions of the African indigenous people.

Time shifted to 12:30 pm, in the Soviet General Command of the City of Baku. The commander-in-chief of Baku and Major General Davenlat had not fallen asleep yet. He couldn't sleep tonight, and he felt his eyebrows jumping, and he felt a very uncomfortable feeling. The Germans had been surrounded outside the city for nearly a month. Fortunately, with the help of the blizzard, the Germans did not attack immediately.

But Davenlat knew very well that as long as the weather improved, the Germans would attack immediately. He had only 30,000 troops in his hands, half of which were temporarily pieced together militia units, and their combat effectiveness was excellent. Davenlat was ready. As long as the Germans attacked the city, they would immediately burn the gasoline and diesel in the city, so that the Germans could get nothing.

"Oh no, the Germans are in." Just as Davenlat was about to change into his pajamas and fall asleep, the screams of Soviet soldiers sounded outside, and then sparse gunshots rang out. Davenlat quickly ran to the window and wiped off a layer of white mist that was pasted on the window. I saw that a fire had already lit up in the city, and the screams of soldiers and the screams of the people could still be heard.

"What's wrong? What's going on?" Davenlat held the pistol on the head of the bed and shouted inexplicably. Davenlat felt very strange. How did the Germans attack in? Did the people on the outer positions sleep to death? Why didn't there be any news?

At this time, the door opened, and Davenlat's guard captain rushed into the room. Yi Guan was untidy and shouted, "Comrade Davenlat, no, the Germans have entered. Now there are Germans everywhere in the city, and we can't stand it."

"How could this happen? What's going on? Why didn't the soldiers fire the gunshots? What's going on?" Davenlat almost yelled out his dissatisfaction.

Guard Zhang replied regretfully, "Comrade Davenlat, the temperature is too low, and all the artillery is frozen. Even the light weapons are not very good. The Germans seem to come in with cold weapons. What should we do now," said the Germans.

"It's over, it's over, the city of Baku is over." Davenrat felt heartbroken and felt desperate about whether he could defend Baku. The Germans rushed in with cold weapons, so their preparations must be more than themselves. And their weapons on their side could not be used under such weather conditions, so there was no way to fight this battle. Davenrat felt pain and felt pain for his failure.

But Davenlat immediately cheered up again and stared at his guard captain and said, "We are going to the oil warehouse right now, where there are 50,000 barrels of gasoline and 50,000 barrels of diesel. We want to blow it up immediately, and we must not let the Germans get it. This is the only thing we can do at the moment."

"Yes! Comrade General." Davenlat and his guard captain rushed to the military warehouse next to the command center to blow up the oil there. But as soon as he arrived downstairs, Davenlat stopped. The floor of the command center was covered with Soviet military staff and correspondents' bodies, and all the bodies were piled up in disheveled clothes. It seemed that they were killed just after rushing out of the room. But what scared Davenlat the most was that there were still African natives holding blooded scimitars on the body.

"Oh my God! It's the German Aboriginal Division." Davenlat raised the gun in his hand. "Bang, bang," several gunshots. Several soldiers from the Aboriginal Division fell to the ground, and when the flesh collided with the floor, a dull sound was made.

"Oh, oh." But more African natives raised their machetes and rushed towards Davenlat as if they were discovering their prey. They did not experience any emotional fluctuations because of the death of their companions. Instead, they rushed towards the enemy with greater excitement. Before Davenlat had time to shoot again, a few machetes turned into a shining light. The blade of death slashed at Davenlat, and a bunch of blood rushed into the sky. Before they could moan, Davenlat became a dead soul under the knife.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the guard captain turned around and ran upstairs. "Swish," then the sound of the wind broke out. The guard captain screamed and rolled from the stairs to the ground, falling beside Davenlat. An arrow was inserted into the mouth of Ter. An English longbowman who had just entered the door shot the deadly arrow.

That night, the entire city of Baku was groaning and burning in the blizzard. Countless African indigenous soldiers rushed into the city, damaging the city, looking for delicious beef. Tens of thousands of German soldiers then attacked the city and rushed into the largest oil-producing city of the Soviet Union. Thousands of Soviet soldiers were killed in chaos, and their weapons were declared to fail when they arrived outside. The super low temperature of minus 55 degrees frozen everything, and most guns could not be used normally. On the contrary, the backward scimitar of the African indigenous became a deadly weapon, and every blow was a declaration of death.

The entire battle was announced to end before dawn, and the Germans occupied the oil-producing city. The crude oil produced here reached 70% of the Soviet Union's total oil production. After occupying Baku, a fundamentally cut off an oil supply point in the Soviet Union. Since then, the Soviet armored forces also encountered oil shortages, which seriously weakened the Soviets' war potential. However, what made the Germans most happy was that they seized a large amount of high-purity gasoline and diesel, which were precious black gold, was very important for the Germans who were still short of oil.

On November 28, 1943, in the Kremlin in Moscow, Stalin looked at a telegram sent by a Berlin spy. It introduced Hitler's condition in detail. It also specifically stated that the power of Germany is currently in the hands of the man named Gesyun.

After reading this report, Stalin was filled with emotion. He had fought with Hitler for so many years. He fought from the mahjong table to the battlefield, but he didn't expect him to die like this. This made Stalin suddenly feel sad. He had practiced mahjong for so many years and believed that his level had surpassed Hitler. Unfortunately, he never had the chance to really beat him once on the mahjong table.

Thinking of this, Stalin couldn't help but shed a drop of men's tears. He really wanted to gather Roosevelt, Churchill, and Hitler together and rub it for a few more times. He took him a few tricks and won back the money he had lost before.

"Report, Comrade Stalin." The chief of staff of the Soviet army, Vasilevsky walked into Stalin's room. He said with a little anxiety in his respectful tone, "Comrade Stalin, it's not good. Baku is lost, and the defenders in the city are wiped out. The Germans have occupied our largest oil field. Now the oil supply has suddenly become tense. Comrade Stalin, please give me instructions."

"What," Stalin's old face shook, his beard raised upwards, and almost yelled, "What the hell is going on, how could this happen? Yesterday's telegram also said that due to the influence of the blizzard, the Germans could not attack. Why did they lose today?" Stalin glared at Wasseyevsky, as if he was going to swallow him alive.

Huasilevsky shook in fear and replied with blue lips, "Comrade Stalin, the Germans seemed to use the African indigenous division to capture Baku this time. Due to the super low temperature brought by the blizzard, countless weapons were unable to be used. The Germans took the opportunity to use the cold weapons to capture Baku."

"Damn it!,," Stalin kicked the chair next to him furiously. The poor chair hit the wall and broke several agitating vases. Stalin was now furious like a spring-blooded male dog, but he could not find the bitch.

After Stalin was furious to a certain extent, he pointed at Vasilevsky and cursed, "How did you become the chief of staff? You always say that the counterattack in the middle was forced to stand due to the blizzard. But the Germans launched military operations at this time. You, the chief of staff, are really incompetent. Also, why did your Sun Tzu's Art of War not work yet? No matter what happens now, the counterattack in the middle must start as soon as possible."

When Vasilevsky saw Stalin's expression, he was so scared that he dared not echo. He cursed Budonnie's incompetence in his heart. He said on the phone that he had learned Sun Tzu's Art of War and had greatly increased his awareness after learning Sun Tzu's Art of War, but he still did not launch a counterattack in the middle.

"Comrade Stalin, Marshal Budjonny is currently concentrating all his strength to prepare for a counterattack. He also said in a telegram that after learning Sun Tzu's Art of War, his awareness has increased a lot, and he has learned the essence of Sun Tzu's Art of War. I believe that our great Soviet army will move forward bravely and move forward bravely under the call of Marxism-Leninist Stalinism."

Stalin's face finally eased, but he still glared at Huasilevsky and said in a gloomy tone, "No matter what happens, the attack in the middle must be carried out as soon as possible. This will be the last blow for our battle for initiative in the battlefield. We must take advantage of the winter to launch a counterattack. All troops must be ordered to seriously study Marxism-Leninism and the essence of Sun Tzu's Art of War. Although Sun Tzu's Art of War has not passed the test of war, now it is our crisis. If you catch a hope, you must grasp it. If you catch a good deck of cards, you must be fooled, and if you catch a beautiful woman, you must be fucked. We must concentrate all our strength, launch a resolute counterattack, eliminate the German devils, and liberate the entire Soviet Union."

"Yes! Comrade Stalin."

"Also, the combat plan for this attack is named (Sun Tzu's Art of War)"

"Yes! Comrade Stalin"—

1. Personal profile

Chinese name: XXX, nickname: Yizhihua. Age: 22 years old.

Working location: WWW Nightclub, PPMM Road, City C, Province B

Postal code: 174188 Contact number: 3838438

2. Main financial indicators

During this fiscal year, the lady received a total of 1,158 guests, an increase of 7.3% year-on-year. She received an average of 3 guests every day. She achieved operating income of 341,195 yuan, net profit of 254,488 yuan, average daily income of 1,105 yuan, paying 468 yuan to mommy and police, a return on net assets of 62.5%, a daily cash flow of 950 yuan, spending 788 condoms annually, drinking 658 bottles of red wine and 1,688 bottles of beer, arrested 10 times by the police, bank deposits of 196,688 yuan, donating 2 yuan to love, and paying personal income adjustment tax of 0 yuan.

3. Review and prospects of business conditions

(I), Main operating conditions during the reporting period

The lady is mainly engaged in pornographic "three-companion" activities at WWW nightclub. As the underground industry with the largest profit in China, the pornographic industry has made great contributions to the Chinese economy. However, at the end of the last century, the entertainment industry changed from a seller's market to a buyer's market. Especially since the huge "critical crackdown" of pornographic activities nationwide in 2001, the business of the nightclub has been greatly affected, and the industry situation has deteriorated, and the operating environment of the ladies has deteriorated very much.

In order to reverse the unfavorable situation, the lady boldly reformed and changed her business ideas, "consolidate old customers and discover new customers", and changed the previous "sitting on the stage to wait for customers to come to the door" to "going out and bringing in". Last year alone, she attracted 98 customers on the street. The lady also boldly used high-tech means to achieve "online business activities", and attracted more than 350 customers in QQ chat rooms and BBS many times, accounting for 32% of the total business volume throughout the year.

In order to keep pace with the international community and welcome China to join the WTO, the lady also actively expanded international exchanges and increased its efforts to "invest investment" with foreign investment. Economic activities involved the United States, Japan and Taiwan. Last year, it received more than a dozen investors from the above countries and regions, and achieved foreign exchange income of more than US$2,000 that year.

In order to respond to the country's policy of "expanding domestic demand", in 2005, the lady bought a total of 25 lipsticks, 18 eyebrow pencils, 20 sets of clothes, and 3 mobile phones.

(II) Business activities outlook

In the new year, the lady said

1. To maintain the growth rate of the number of guests received and operating income to the national economic development speed, we must work hard on service, improve service quality, and make customers come happily and leave with satisfaction.

2. Expand the scope of service, increase the efforts to "invest investment" from abroad, strive to attract customers from more than 20 countries, and generate US$20,000 in foreign exchange income for the country.

3. Strive to set up a call website online to expand your popularity.

4. Increase publicity efforts. Post small advertisements on the telephone poles and toilets in the streets and alleys of the city.

Big Mouth Audit Firm

Address: In a 2 square room next to the toilet on the second floor of the basement of WWW Nightclub

Auditor: Li Dazuiba
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