Chapter 1042: 1042
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Capa is the greatest war reporter of this era. When he was on the Spanish battlefield, he went deep into the front line, risked all kinds of risks, shuttled through the bullet rain and took pictures one by one.
He went deep into the belligerents. After interviewing the international column, he ran to interview the German army. From then on, he got a result.
War does not mean justice or injustice at all. Some so-called justice is just a high sounding excuse. It is the most dignified thing to flaunt yourself as a just country and invade other countries with great righteousness.
For example, now, the Soviets are like this. Without any reason, they sent troops to occupy northwest Iran. What's more terrible is that the United States led country has no condemnation of the Soviet Union's behavior!
Is there justice in this world? It's ridiculous to think about your original!
Kappa only wants to interview the war itself. Although the war is indifferent to justice, the people who enter the war are the most pitiful, whether civilians or the army.
For example, from their point of view, these Soviet soldiers who were paraded in the streets now, as soldiers, it is their bounden duty to carry out orders. When the orders of their superiors come down, they must absolutely obey, even if they invade other people's countries.
Kappa just wanted to take pictures. He didn't want to scold any party in the war.
Suddenly, he aimed his camera at one of the Soviet prisoners. The prisoner's performance was very strange.
Other prisoners are lying on their stomach, holding their heads in their hands and exposing their hips to the outside, which can minimize the damage, but this prisoner is not.
He was still standing. In front of a group of fallen prisoners, he stood out from the crowd. There was anger between his eyebrows. His hands grabbed the railing of the prison car, and his mouth seemed to open. He didn't know what to roar.
At this time, it is rare to find such a Soviet prisoner!
"Click! Click! Click! " Kappa did not hesitate to take three consecutive pictures and clearly photographed the prisoner in his own film. He even conceived a name for this picture, the dignity of the prisoner.
Prisoners also have dignity. At this time, they can't tolerate being paraded in the street. Unfortunately, they only see this person!
Yakov was angry.
When those stones came one after another, Yakov's anger finally reached its maximum. As Stalin's eldest son, he also had a time to be angry, such as now.
As prisoners, you can shoot us, but you must not insult us. As soldiers, we have not hurt civilians. We abide by international conventions, but what about you? You Persians are simply barbarians who don't speak any reason and credibility!
So, facing the flying stones, Yakov stood up. This prisoner who would not give in instantly became the target of Iranian citizens.
"Pa!" A sharp stone hit Yakov's head. In a moment, a big bag bulged on his head.
"Bang!" A bigger stone hit Yakov on the back of his head. Yakov's body shook and stood steadily again.
"Dong!" Another stone hit Yakov's calf. The Iranians want him to kneel down. He will never!
Ivan didn't know what had happened in the back car. He just felt that the Iranians on both sides were throwing stones at the car in front. He already felt bad. There was Yakov in the car!
When the car turned at the front corner, he saw the blood flowing down his forehead and Yakov whose grass green military uniform had been dyed red. In an instant, Ivan's heart sank.
After all, Yakov is still too young. He can't even stand this grievance. If he wants to look strong, he will certainly be noticed by the Iranians!
If the Iranians know Yakov's identity, the Iranians will make good use of Yakov. It is definitely a disaster for Moscow.
What should I do?
"This Soviet is interesting. When the parade is over, bring him to my bedroom." In the street, Princess Ashraf, with a big cake face, saw this scene and said to her men.
"But it was the prisoner of his Highness the prince."
"Just say I want it, and my brother Wang will promise." Princess Ashraf had a smile on her face.
A corner of Tehran, the Soviet embassy in Iran.
In fact, there are still many signs for the Soviet Union to launch an attack on Iran. For example, the few Soviets in Iran have left one after another in recent months, and the staff of the Soviet embassy in Iran has also been reduced by half.
There are only a dozen people left in the whole embassy. Now, Soviet ambassador Smirnov still insists on his post.
"Now, there is a public parade outside. Our soldiers are suffering the most savage treatment!" A staff member ran over and said to Smirnov.
Everyone present clenched their fists tightly, and the development of the situation was not the same as they thought.
In the plan, the Soviet Red Army will quickly advance into Tehran. These left behind personnel will go out to hide for two or three days at most, or stick in the basement of the embassy for two or three days, and they can wait until their own personnel arrive.
But now, a simple victory has become what it is now. Moreover, Smirnov has even just received a notice from Moscow to rescue one of the prisoners!
The prisoner is definitely of a special status. Now the mission of the embassy is to use intelligence forces to find the prisoner's place of detention.
This makes Smirnov extremely embarrassed. Their Russian faces will be beaten as soon as they go out.
"However, we have a soldier who is powerful and unyielding. It's really good!" The staff member continued that soon, the photos he took back were developed.
He is an Azerbaijani. His face is similar to that of the people here, which is convenient for activities. He also took some photos, but no one noticed anyway.
When he got the picture and looked at the bloody prisoner, Smirnov was stunned.
He remembered that two years ago, when he was in the Kremlin, he met Stalin's eldest son Yakov by chance. At that time, although he was only in a hurry, he was still impressed as a diplomat. Now, isn't Yakov the prisoner in this photo?
"Come on, send an urgent telegram to Moscow. We found Yakov!" Smirnov said, "hurry up and ask them to send someone to rescue!"
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Capa is the greatest war reporter of this era. When he was on the Spanish battlefield, he went deep into the front line, risked all kinds of risks, shuttled through the bullet rain and took pictures one by one.
He went deep into the belligerents. After interviewing the international column, he ran to interview the German army. From then on, he got a result.
War does not mean justice or injustice at all. Some so-called justice is just a high sounding excuse. It is the most dignified thing to flaunt yourself as a just country and invade other countries with great righteousness.
For example, now, the Soviets are like this. Without any reason, they sent troops to occupy northwest Iran. What's more terrible is that the United States led country has no condemnation of the Soviet Union's behavior!
Is there justice in this world? It's ridiculous to think about your original!
Kappa only wants to interview the war itself. Although the war is indifferent to justice, the people who enter the war are the most pitiful, whether civilians or the army.
For example, from their point of view, these Soviet soldiers who were paraded in the streets now, as soldiers, it is their bounden duty to carry out orders. When the orders of their superiors come down, they must absolutely obey, even if they invade other people's countries.
Kappa just wanted to take pictures. He didn't want to scold any party in the war.
Suddenly, he aimed his camera at one of the Soviet prisoners. The prisoner's performance was very strange.
Other prisoners are lying on their stomach, holding their heads in their hands and exposing their hips to the outside, which can minimize the damage, but this prisoner is not.
He was still standing. In front of a group of fallen prisoners, he stood out from the crowd. There was anger between his eyebrows. His hands grabbed the railing of the prison car, and his mouth seemed to open. He didn't know what to roar.
At this time, it is rare to find such a Soviet prisoner!
"Click! Click! Click! " Kappa did not hesitate to take three consecutive pictures and clearly photographed the prisoner in his own film. He even conceived a name for this picture, the dignity of the prisoner.
Prisoners also have dignity. At this time, they can't tolerate being paraded in the street. Unfortunately, they only see this person!
Yakov was angry.
When those stones came one after another, Yakov's anger finally reached its maximum. As Stalin's eldest son, he also had a time to be angry, such as now.
As prisoners, you can shoot us, but you must not insult us. As soldiers, we have not hurt civilians. We abide by international conventions, but what about you? You Persians are simply barbarians who don't speak any reason and credibility!
So, facing the flying stones, Yakov stood up. This prisoner who would not give in instantly became the target of Iranian citizens.
"Pa!" A sharp stone hit Yakov's head. In a moment, a big bag bulged on his head.
"Bang!" A bigger stone hit Yakov on the back of his head. Yakov's body shook and stood steadily again.
"Dong!" Another stone hit Yakov's calf. The Iranians want him to kneel down. He will never!
Ivan didn't know what had happened in the back car. He just felt that the Iranians on both sides were throwing stones at the car in front. He already felt bad. There was Yakov in the car!
When the car turned at the front corner, he saw the blood flowing down his forehead and Yakov whose grass green military uniform had been dyed red. In an instant, Ivan's heart sank.
After all, Yakov is still too young. He can't even stand this grievance. If he wants to look strong, he will certainly be noticed by the Iranians!
If the Iranians know Yakov's identity, the Iranians will make good use of Yakov. It is definitely a disaster for Moscow.
What should I do?
"This Soviet is interesting. When the parade is over, bring him to my bedroom." In the street, Princess Ashraf, with a big cake face, saw this scene and said to her men.
"But it was the prisoner of his Highness the prince."
"Just say I want it, and my brother Wang will promise." Princess Ashraf had a smile on her face.
A corner of Tehran, the Soviet embassy in Iran.
In fact, there are still many signs for the Soviet Union to launch an attack on Iran. For example, the few Soviets in Iran have left one after another in recent months, and the staff of the Soviet embassy in Iran has also been reduced by half.
There are only a dozen people left in the whole embassy. Now, Soviet ambassador Smirnov still insists on his post.
"Now, there is a public parade outside. Our soldiers are suffering the most savage treatment!" A staff member ran over and said to Smirnov.
Everyone present clenched their fists tightly, and the development of the situation was not the same as they thought.
In the plan, the Soviet Red Army will quickly advance into Tehran. These left behind personnel will go out to hide for two or three days at most, or stick in the basement of the embassy for two or three days, and they can wait until their own personnel arrive.
But now, a simple victory has become what it is now. Moreover, Smirnov has even just received a notice from Moscow to rescue one of the prisoners!
The prisoner is definitely of a special status. Now the mission of the embassy is to use intelligence forces to find the prisoner's place of detention.
This makes Smirnov extremely embarrassed. Their Russian faces will be beaten as soon as they go out.
"However, we have a soldier who is powerful and unyielding. It's really good!" The staff member continued that soon, the photos he took back were developed.
He is an Azerbaijani. His face is similar to that of the people here, which is convenient for activities. He also took some photos, but no one noticed anyway.
When he got the picture and looked at the bloody prisoner, Smirnov was stunned.
He remembered that two years ago, when he was in the Kremlin, he met Stalin's eldest son Yakov by chance. At that time, although he was only in a hurry, he was still impressed as a diplomat. Now, isn't Yakov the prisoner in this photo?
"Come on, send an urgent telegram to Moscow. We found Yakov!" Smirnov said, "hurry up and ask them to send someone to rescue!"
Capa is the greatest war reporter of this era. When he was on the Spanish battlefield, he went deep into the front line, risked all kinds of risks, shuttled through the bullet rain and took pictures one by one.He went deep into the belligerents. After interviewing the international column, he ran to interview the German army. From then on, he got a result.War does not mean justice or injustice at all. Some so-called justice is just a high sounding excuse. It is the most dignified thing to flaunt yourself as a just country and invade other countries with great righteousness.For example, now, the Soviets are like this. Without any reason, they sent troops to occupy northwest Iran. What's more terrible is that the United States led country has no condemnation of the Soviet Union's behavior!Is there justice in this world? It's ridiculous to think about your original!Kappa only wants to interview the war itself. Although the war is indifferent to justice, the people who enter the war are the most pitiful, whether civilians or the army.For example, from their point of view, these Soviet soldiers who were paraded in the streets now, as soldiers, it is their bounden duty to carry out orders. When the orders of their superiors come down, they must absolutely obey, even if they invade other people's countries.Kappa just wanted to take pictures. He didn't want to scold any party in the war.Suddenly, he aimed his camera at one of the Soviet prisoners. The prisoner's performance was very strange.Other prisoners are lying on their stomach, holding their heads in their hands and exposing their hips to the outside, which can minimize the damage, but this prisoner is not.He was still standing. In front of a group of fallen prisoners, he stood out from the crowd. There was anger between his eyebrows. His hands grabbed the railing of the prison car, and his mouth seemed to open. He didn't know what to roar.At this time, it is rare to find such a Soviet prisoner!"Click! Click! Click! " Kappa did not hesitate to take three consecutive pictures and clearly photographed the prisoner in his own film. He even conceived a name for this picture, the dignity of the prisoner.Prisoners also have dignity. At this time, they can't tolerate being paraded in the street. Unfortunately, they only see this person!Yakov was angry.When those stones came one after another, Yakov's anger finally reached its maximum. As Stalin's eldest son, he also had a time to be angry, such as now.As prisoners, you can shoot us, but you must not insult us. As soldiers, we have not hurt civilians. We abide by international conventions, but what about you? You Persians are simply barbarians who don't speak any reason and credibility!So, facing the flying stones, Yakov stood up. This prisoner who would not give in instantly became the target of Iranian citizens."Pa!" A sharp stone hit Yakov's head. In a moment, a big bag bulged on his head."Bang!" A bigger stone hit Yakov on the back of his head. Yakov's body shook and stood steadily again."Dong!" Another stone hit Yakov's calf. The Iranians want him to kneel down. He will never!Ivan didn't know what had happened in the back car. He just felt that the Iranians on both sides were throwing stones at the car in front. He already felt bad. There was Yakov in the car!When the car turned at the front corner, he saw the blood flowing down his forehead and Yakov whose grass green military uniform had been dyed red. In an instant, Ivan's heart sank.After all, Yakov is still too young. He can't even stand this grievance. If he wants to look strong, he will certainly be noticed by the Iranians!If the Iranians know Yakov's identity, the Iranians will make good use of Yakov. It is definitely a disaster for Moscow.What should I do?"This Soviet is interesting. When the parade is over, bring him to my bedroom." In the street, Princess Ashraf, with a big cake face, saw this scene and said to her men."But it was the prisoner of his Highness the prince.""Just say I want it, and my brother Wang will promise." Princess Ashraf had a smile on her face.A corner of Tehran, the Soviet embassy in Iran.In fact, there are still many signs for the Soviet Union to launch an attack on Iran. For example, the few Soviets in Iran have left one after another in recent months, and the staff of the Soviet embassy in Iran has also been reduced by half.There are only a dozen people left in the whole embassy. Now, Soviet ambassador Smirnov still insists on his post."Now, there is a public parade outside. Our soldiers are suffering the most savage treatment!" A staff member ran over and said to Smirnov.Everyone present clenched their fists tightly, and the development of the situation was not the same as they thought.In the plan, the Soviet Red Army will quickly advance into Tehran. These left behind personnel will go out to hide for two or three days at most, or stick in the basement of the embassy for two or three days, and they can wait until their own personnel arrive.But now, a simple victory has become what it is now. Moreover, Smirnov has even just received a notice from Moscow to rescue one of the prisoners!The prisoner is definitely of a special status. Now the mission of the embassy is to use intelligence forces to find the prisoner's place of detention.This makes Smirnov extremely embarrassed. Their Russian faces will be beaten as soon as they go out."However, we have a soldier who is powerful and unyielding. It's really good!" The staff member continued that soon, the photos he took back were developed.He is an Azerbaijani. His face is similar to that of the people here, which is convenient for activities. He also took some photos, but no one noticed anyway.When he got the picture and looked at the bloody prisoner, Smirnov was stunned.He remembered that two years ago, when he was in the Kremlin, he met Stalin's eldest son Yakov by chance. At that time, although he was only in a hurry, he was still impressed as a diplomat. Now, isn't Yakov the prisoner in this photo?"Come on, send an urgent telegram to Moscow. We found Yakov!" Smirnov said, "hurry up and ask them to send someone to rescue!"
