Mark Mikheyevich was furious. He couldn't control so much anymore and just wanted to crush the two annoying guys in front of him to death. Even if he couldn't really crush them to death, he still had to humiliate them.
Of course, the most important thing is to snatch away his brother and some important witnesses.
Anyway, he had already given up. He felt that since it was inevitable to have a fight with Lazarev and his gang, he would simply give up and destroy the evidence first, so that he could shirk the blame even if he wanted to file a lawsuit.
Mark Mikheyevich's idea is quite good, but his IQ is indeed a bit insufficient, because how could Kornilov and Balyakov come to Sevastopol without any preparation?
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They also knew that the crazy Mark Mikheyevich was very dangerous. In order to ensure that nothing went wrong, they naturally brought enough security. At least when Mark Mikheyevich led people to surround him, soon the dock
A row of soldiers with live ammunition from the ship on board stood up and slapped him in the face!
"You...you...what are you going to do!"
Mark Mikheyevich, who was stunned by the slap in the face, was startled by the group of soldiers. He had estimated that one or two hundred people would be enough to rob people. Who would have thought that the other party would prepare two battalions with nearly a thousand people?
He and his men and horses were surrounded, and the black muzzles and bayonets were already pointed at his head.
Immediately, the guy broke into a cold sweat, and his legs even started to tremble a little.
"Do you want to mutiny?"
It's just that it has always been Mark Mikhevich's specialty to complain first. Seeing that the situation was not going well, he immediately slapped someone there. Even if he couldn't get anyone today, he would still be in Nikolai in the future.
Kornilov and Balyakov were disgusted to death by complaining in front of me.
"We should be the ones asking you this!" Kornilov said jokingly, "Your Excellency, Lieutenant General, you led people to stop and rush the military police with the intention of robbing prisoners. What is your intention?"
"I...this is an armed training!" Mark Mikheyevich said harshly, "It's you who mobilized the troops without the order of the fleet. What crime should you do?"
"Who says we don't have orders!" Balyakov smiled, took out a piece of official document from his pocket, shook it and said, "It's clearly written in black and white. These soldiers are used to escort important prisoners.
Why, General, do you have any objections?"
Mark Mikheyevich did not expect that the other party had even completed such procedures properly, so he was naturally even more angry. With nothing to grasp, he said nonchalantly: "Who issued this order, why don't I know!
I suspect you have forged official documents..."
But before he finished speaking, Lazarev's rich voice came from behind him: "I personally signed this order. What, do you think there is a problem? Or do you mean that any of my orders need your approval?"
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Mark Mikheyevich turned his head with difficulty. Lazarev's old face made his expression even more ugly. He knew that there would be no drama today and that this scene was simply a trap.
This old guy Zarev came here specifically to laugh at him and slap him in the face!
"You have won today, but don't be too proud!" Mark Mikheyevich stared at Lazarev like a jackal and said fiercely: "Let's sit on the donkey and read the songbook and see what happens.
It’s definitely not over!”
After saying that, this guy was about to throw up his sleeves and leave, but Balyakov stopped him directly: "Your Majesty General, today's affairs are indeed not over yet. You should first explain clearly to our Military Law Department what you brought
What's going on with these soldiers, and how should you explain your attempt to rob prisoners just now!"
Mark Mikheyevich's eyes widened. He did not expect Balyakov to be waiting for him here. He suddenly said angrily: "I brought these people. They are executing my orders.
What's the problem! Also, which one of your eyes saw my men robbing prisoners? I've told you, this is a military drill!"
But Balyakov calmly asked: "You brought it, have you reported it to the Fleet Headquarters? Whether it is military training or not is not something you can just say with red lips and white teeth!"
Mark Mikheyevich's face turned green. He had a secret record. Because he was used to being domineering, he had long regarded the naval infantry of Sevastopol as his own servants, and he could do whatever he wanted.
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Of course, Lazarev didn't want to fall out with him before, so he didn't care much about it, but now that he has decided to tear him apart, how can he be polite to him?
"If we can't get the relevant documents, your soldiers and you yourself must come with me! I believe that we will find out the truth of the matter when we get to the Military Justice Department!"
Mark Mikheyevich was surprisingly angry at this time, because he finally understood that this was indeed a trap, a trap specially prepared for him. As long as he stepped in, the Military Justice Department would have the power to open a case and even investigate.
Arrest him. This is basically going to put him in a pot!
"You bastards!" Mark Mikheyevich jumped, pointed at Balyakov's nose and yelled: "I am the deputy commander of the fleet, you have no right to arrest me!"
The one who came out to slap Lazarev was still the ruthless and quiet man. The old man coldly interjected: "He doesn't have it, I have it. As the commander of the fleet, Lieutenant General Mark Mikheyevich, I order you to
Immediately stop all work and accept the investigation by the Military Justice Department!"
"You! You! You!"
Mark Mikheyevich pointed at Lazarev again and again, his face turned green with anger. At this time, he was still trying to fight for his life, and he shouted loudly:
"You old bastard! And you two bastards, how dare you cheat on me! Let me tell you, I will definitely settle this debt with you today! Prince Menshikov will never forgive you... You give it to me
Wait...I want to write to the prince, I want to complain to your majesty..."
However, no one paid any attention to his cries and howls, and soon this stupid and greedy guy was taken away. The Sevastopol officers, who had long been disgusted with his various evil deeds, all applauded him.
Lazarev clapped his hands and told Kornilov and Balyakov: "Although you have done a good job in catching the thief first, the matter has just begun. You must complete it as quickly as possible."
In the interrogation of this scum, we must pay special attention to the fixed evidence. These are the ammunition for our future lawsuits in front of the imperial court. The more preparations we have, the better! Just like the naval infantry warehouse, it is time for you to take inventory!"