Republic of Korea in Yeokcheon - Chapter 125



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#125. You look dirty

The Zabaikal Front surrendered, but as it was getting dark, it was decided to organize the battlefield in earnest the next day, and first took over the Zabaikal Front headquarters, including Malinovsky.

“Here it is.”

“Hmm, this bloody thing is no joke.”

“It was only because it was cold that it ended up like this. “When the sun rises tomorrow, we plan to mobilize prisoners to clear the battlefield.”

“Okay, I understand. General Jeong, let’s go in together.”

“Yes, senior.”

March 21, 1949, 21:20.

It’s been quite a while since I last heard a gunshot.

Once the front line was stabilized to some extent, 1st Field Army Commander Nam Byeong-woo and 5th Field Army Commander Jeong Seon-ho visited the Javaikal Front Army Field Headquarters, located 20km behind the front line, under heavy guard. All they saw on the way there were corpses. There was only a mountain.

The bloody smell was so strong that it paralyzed my sense of smell.

The high-ranking generals of the headquarters, including the commander of the Zabaikal Front, Malinovsky, were disarmed and imprisoned separately.

In particular, Malinovsky was alone in the commander’s office, and when he opened the door and entered, two South Korean security guards were with him to prevent suicide.

“Are you Marshal Malinovsky, commander of the Zabaikal Front?”

“That’s right. “I am Marshal Rodion Yakovlevich Malinovsky, Commander-in-Chief of the Zabaikal Front.”

“Even if it’s empty words, I can’t say I’m glad to see you. I am Lieutenant General Nam Byeong-woo, commander of the 1st Field Army of the Republic of Korea Army. “This is Lieutenant General Jeong Seon-ho, commander of the 5th Field Army.”

“They are younger than I thought.”

“Well, let’s come? I understand that maybe I’m older than you? “I have lived for over 52 years alone.”

“Really?”

“… … .”

“… … .”

Although it is not a day or two, people who came from 2027 were often misunderstood by people of this era due to their age, although there was only a difference in degree.

This was especially true for Westerners, who were often seen as being 5 to 10 years younger, and in extreme cases, 10 to 20 years or more younger.

Malinovsky looked at the two Korean field commanders standing across from him with a puzzled expression.

different.

Very different.

They are different from the small Japanese people, and they are also different from the Korean people I have seen a few times.

First of all, the physique was different.

The Asian man was a full inch taller than he was, and his physique, built through exercise, was no joke.

Moreover, his skin was so white that it was impossible to imagine that it was the Korean people he had seen.

“Are they really Koreans? “No matter how I look at it, they look different from the Koreans, Japanese, and Chinese I’ve seen.”

“Huh, really. What is this? “Is this a racial controversy now?”

“Kkkkkkkkkk! Have we heard this once or twice before? “Just skip it.”

“Damn, I get it.”

While complaining in Korean, Nam Byeong-woo opened his mouth to the interpreter.

“Definitely a Korean. Previously called Joseon people… … .”

“Oh, I’m sorry. “It was so different in appearance that I had to stop being rude.”

When I thought about it, now was not the time to question what had happened to the enemy commander.

He was clearly the loser, and the fate of himself and his subordinates rested in their hands.

If these people were like the Japanese soldiers of the past, I honestly didn’t want to even imagine it.

“Well, it’s okay. Anyway, let’s sit down.”

“Thank you.”

After sitting down, Nam Byeong-woo opened his mouth.

“What happens to us?”

“As a prisoner of war, you will be treated appropriately.”

“What if you say it’s reasonable? “I understand that your country is not a member of the Geneva Convention?”

“So, your country is a member of the Geneva Convention? “I understand that the Soviet Union has no right to say such things to us?”

Neither the Soviet Union nor the Republic of Korea are parties to the Geneva Convention, at least not yet.

In its original history, the Soviet Union signed the Third Convention on the Treatment of Prisoners of War in late 1949, ratifying it in 1954.

Korea signed and ratified it en masse later, in 1966.

And this time, Korea was planning to sign and ratify it soon, but there was no date for when the Soviet Union would do so.

“… … .”

When Nam Byeong-woo fired back, Malinovsky had nothing to say.

Frankly, even in his opinion, the Soviet Union was not at a level where it could invoke the Geneva Convention.

To put it more bluntly, what about the human rights of prisoners of war in a situation where even their own citizens live in fear?

It was a mess.

“Then how…” … .”

“Don’t worry. Because we are not human butchers like Stalin. Especially not the Japanese guys who cut off their hair while shouting the spirit of Bushido. Although we are not a member of the Geneva Convention, we will comply with the Third Geneva Convention, so please understand.”

“Thank you.”

Malinovsky touched his neck and breathed a sigh of relief.

At least it is certain that he will not be beheaded.

“Our soldiers were injured a lot. “It’s shameful and shameless, but I ask for treatment.”

“I’ll give the military doctor there plenty of medicine, so take care of it. We’ll take care of the critically injured, but we have to deal with the 4th Far Eastern Front… … .”

“Where is it? Thank you. however… … .”

“Is there anything else you want to know?”

“Can I ask you one question?”

“Ask,”

“How on earth do the Korean army’s artillery achieve such ridiculously long range and accuracy? “As far as I know, the U.S. military doesn’t have that kind of capability?”

“That’s a secret. “If you were my enemy, would you tell me that?”

“I’m sorry.”

“You know, don’t have unnecessary expectations from the 4th Far Eastern Front. “They won’t be able to defeat us, and they are already under air attack from our air force.”

“Ha, it was like that too.”

Malinovsky sighed.

I thought it was strange that the 4th Far Eastern Front was supposed to come down, but it never came.

I was feeling frustrated because communication was completely cut off due to severe radio interference, and now I finally found out why.

If it was the air attack they had received, there was no way the 4th Far Eastern Front could have done anything about it.

“If you cooperate well in clearing the battlefield and managing the prisoners, I plan to treat the generals of the Zabiikal Front Army, including the Marshal, well, so please use your own judgment and act accordingly.”

“Thank you. “If that’s the case, I will cooperate.”

Malinovsky seemed to have given up now.

Since I wasn’t asking them to reveal anything confidential, I thought it would be better to actively cooperate and at least ensure that the captured soldiers were treated well.

“Then, rest.”

“… … .”

Nam Byeong-woo and Jeong Seon-ho got up and headed toward the door.

Then Nam Byeong-woo turned around and opened his mouth again.

“Marshal Malinovsky.”

“Is there anything else you want to say?”

“The enemy’s judgment was appropriate.”

“What do you mean?”

“You mean surrender. “If we had resisted further, not many of the enemy’s men would have survived.”

“… … .”

The next day, as the sun rose, clearing the battlefield began in earnest.

As always, most of the prisoners were mobilized to organize the work, and Malinovsky actively cooperated, so the work proceeded smoothly.

March 22nd 16:00.

“I will tell you the current situation first.”

“Okay, report it.”

“The number of prisoners of the Zabaikal Front is a little over 250,000. Among them, there are 160,000 prisoners with intact limbs, and about 90,000 are injured, both major and minor. And the fallen… … .”

“That means over 400,000.”

“Yes, it is.”

“… … .”

So many people have died.

In just less than ten days.

“What about treating the injured?”

“For most injuries, we gave them medicine and let them treat it on their own. “Only the seriously injured are being supported by our military doctors.”

“It’s okay, that’s enough.”

“yes.”

“What is the material of Cheoyi Balsang?”

“I sent a few corps commandos, so there should be news soon.”

“You know you can’t miss that guy, right?”

“Now that the whereabouts have been identified, it is only a matter of time before we catch them.”

“Yes, good job. General Jeong.”

“Yes, senior.”

“It looks like the 4th Far Eastern Front will take about three days to arrive. “Because we are still receiving air strikes from our air force in an area 150km north.”

“There’s no need for us to go north, right?”

“I agree. There is no need for us to climb up hard. “Let’s meet the enemy here.”

“Please do so.”

“And why don’t we just help out with the battle against the Fourth Front for the first few days and then head straight to Ulan-Ude?”

“Are you okay? “No matter how much they call it a reserve unit, they have 600,000 troops, right?”

“are you okay. Our 1st Field Army suffered no damage. And above all, it is important to move forward quickly. “In April, the damn Rasputitsa will start.”

Rasputitsa.

As early as the end of March, usually from April, Russia turns into a muddy field.

The temperature rises above freezing and the ground begins to thaw, and with the rain falling, all roads are literally turned into a mess.

Therefore, it is inevitable that you will be in a very difficult position when advancing, and historically, he served as the guardian deity of Russia.

It is said that Batu and Subutai of Mongolia suffered to the point of disgust, and it was Rasputitsa who harassed Napoleon along with General Dong.

Closely speaking, he made Hitler crazy during the German-Soviet War.

“Even so, it was the car I was worried about because of Rasputitia.”

“That’s why I’m telling you to go quickly. Even if you take the Trans-Siberian Railway, you have to travel well over 3,000 km to get to Yekaterinburg near the Urals, so it would take at least ten days. So, just provide artillery support at first and move on straight away.”

“All right.”

The next day, March 23rd, at 1:20.

At the headquarters of the 1st Field Army, a haggard man was chained up.

“Is it this guy?”

“Yes, that’s right. The identity verification process has been completed. “This guy is the dictator of the Mongolian People’s Republic, Hurlegging Cheybalsang.”

“her! “That person really looks dirty.”

The man captured was Hurlegging Cheibalsang, the dictator of the Mongolian People’s Republic who was so infamous that he was called ‘Little Stalin.’

However, as Nam Byeong-woo said, the impression was really dirty.

The impression alone is enough that most people can’t even look at him.

“You guys! What are you trying to do with me? “There is no way to treat the head of a country like this!”

As expected from those who studied abroad in the Soviet Union, they struggled to speak Russian.

“That’s terrible. “On the subject of massacring even a handful of his own people.”

“What should I do?”

“What should I do? Do as instructed. It would have been nice if he had just died during the battle, but he didn’t, so I had to kill him. Do it quietly. “Don’t leave any graves behind.”

“All right.”

“Hey, these guys!”

The infamous leader of the Mongolian People’s Republic, Hurlegging Cheibalsang, quietly disappeared like the countless people he killed.

“Senior Nam, what happens to Mongolia now?”

“I don’t know, but is there really a need to maintain the country? “If we were satisfied with Manchuria, we could at least act as a buffer against the Soviet Union, but honestly, I don’t think it’s necessary in the current situation, right?”

“Is that so?”

“huh. My opinion is that even if we allow it to exist for no reason, it will only become a hindrance in the middle. It’s not overpopulated, so we don’t have to worry about swallowing it at all. “Maybe the president will just say let’s try annexing?”

“Then, Inner Mongolia will continue the legacy of Mongolia.”

“Wouldn’t that be the case? “Those guys have been converted into proper Mongolians, and they look a bit weird.”

The legacy of Mongolia, once a great empire, was quietly disappearing.