While Mikhail Mikheyevich and Gavril Grigorievich were scheming to shirk responsibility, in an inconspicuous corner of Izmail, Vlas also received the news.
But for him, he doesn't have as many miscellaneous thoughts as the previous two.
Flas's idea is very simple, that is, to live strong. In fact, from the beginning to the end, from the soldier to the battalion commander, his idea has not changed. He has never thought about being promoted or thinking about one day turning into a big shot and returning home in glory.
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Flas had never had this idea. Ever since he was singled out by the serf owners in his hometown for military service, he understood that survival was the first priority, and only by surviving could he talk about other things.
Even though he became a battalion commander by relying on his courage, carefulness and bravery in combat, Vlas still always regards survival as his motto, survive first and then talk about other things. Therefore, he is more prepared than ordinary Russian serf soldiers.
, he will not exchange all his pitiful military pay for wine, and he will not be drunk now. He will try every means to save money, and then find ways to change his status, such as bribery, so as not to become cannon fodder in the first place.
After becoming an officer, he knew that he must make himself more useful so that he could make more money and avoid being sent to die by his strict superiors. He got to where he is today step by step, even if he became a battalion commander
, his idea of being prepared for danger in times of peace has not changed.
He will carefully hide the money he collects, and he will always be prepared to survive. In the hiding place, he will prepare sufficient food, weapons, ammunition and medicines. If necessary, he can even last for a month.
Or longer.
Because Flass knows very well that his job is one of walking along the river. No one has wet shoes. One day he will miss something, and one day he will kick the iron plate. And a small person like him is definitely the best scapegoat.
Good candidate.
But he didn't want to be a scapegoat, let alone take the blame, so the only way out was to escape. Now the worst situation had arisen, but Flass was not nervous at all because he had been prepared.
Leaving aside a few confidants and hiding in a long-prepared hiding place, his face was as expressionless as ever, not even the slightest bit depressed.
What? You asked him why he didn't take his henchmen with him to escape? Fras is not that stupid. He is not a good person. Naturally, the so-called henchmen around him are also like birds of a feather, and they are definitely not good birds either.
People like them can only share wealth but not adversity. On weekdays, relying on the majesty of the superior and the power of money, these people seem to obey him, but once they are in trouble, without the suppression of the authority of the superior, and their confidence in the future
I'm afraid, these guys will 100% change their minds.
So after breaking through the siege that night, Fras found an excuse to get rid of his men, and then started his escape alone. First, he rushed through the night and rushed back to Izmail.
He didn't come back to report the news, because he knew very well the human nature of Gavril Grigorievich. This guy would never think that his coming to report the news was meritorious, and would just send him out as a scapegoat.
It is even more likely that you will kill him directly to prevent him from talking nonsense.
Flass came back with only one purpose, to take out the money he had collected before, and then fly away. He had already set a target. He would definitely not be able to stay in Russia. He would definitely be fully wanted. If he was caught, he would die.
Vlas is planning to cross Moldavia to go to Wallachia. His first choice is that he has been to Wallachia and is very familiar with it. Moreover, the chaos there is the most suitable place for a ruthless person like him to develop. It is a peaceful place.
He doesn’t dare to stay yet!
Of course, if Wallachia is not easy to get along with, he will go to Turkey or Serbia. Anyway, this generation is multi-ethnic. He has learned nothing else in these years, but he is proficient in various dialects. It is a piece of cake to swindle and disguise his identity.
Anyway, Fras was ready. After taking out the money, he recuperated for a while, and then ran away as soon as the news calmed down. The only thing that Fras didn't expect was that Boris came so quickly, and he dared to give Mihai money as soon as he came up.
Er. Mikhevich's eye drops caused an uproar in the city.
To be honest, this is not good news for him. Because once the matter gets bigger, it is difficult to cover the lid in private. At least, you have to pretend to investigate for a while. And this means that the next wave of rumors will be very serious.
Well, it would be very difficult for him to leave Izmail or Bessarabia.
However, Fras was not particularly anxious, because he had already prepared. At worst, he did not believe that Izmail and his gang could maintain a high-pressure situation for a month. Anyway, he was not lacking in patience.
Of course, Flas was not just waiting around. He was quite courageous. After hearing the news outside, he blackened his skin with dye and glued a big beard on, and then walked out swaggeringly.
Along the way, he strolled straight to the city defense headquarters, and then saw the ugly scene of Gavril Grigorievich and Mikhail Mikhailovich.
After some hesitation, Gavril Grigorievich was finally pushed out to clean up the mess. He first rushed to the gate of the city defense headquarters and loudly rebuked the captured soldiers in person, as if he was inexplicable.
Shock seems to be heartbreaking, and it means only one thing - I have no idea at all, I don't know anything, I am also surprised, and I am also very hurt!
Anyway, watching Gavril Grigorievich's performance, Vlas just sneered. He was indeed right. These guys would only shirk responsibility and pass the blame to him.
"Your behavior is tantamount to rebellion. You followed Vlas Vlasovich to do whatever you wanted without restraint. You went crazy and looted villages in the area. After being overrun by the garrison, you even tried to kill people and silence them!"
Gavril Grigorievich's nonsense is one after another. Vlas knows what he is going to say without even opening his mouth. After so many years, do you still have a fresh one?
Anyway, Vras was not interested in watching Gavril Grigorievich's clumsy performance. His target went directly past him and looked at the headquarters building, staring at the balcony on the middlemost floor.
He saw Mikhail Mikheyevich and his old acquaintance Miyakov. It was still not beyond his expectation. These bastards had indeed gathered together. They must be having a headache now because of his disappearance.