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Chapter 1089 The Threat from Moscow (Part , Part )

consider?

Some things don't even need to be considered.

Perhaps £5000 million may seem like a lot, but what does it mean compared to the honor of the country?

But it would be a bit painful if we let these 5000 million pounds slip away in vain.

Faced with the conditions offered by Aiden, Li Yian had only one thought in his mind.

"Don't regret it in the future!"

The reason why Li Yian came up with such an idea was that the development of Nanyang’s manned space project was extremely smooth and had reached the final stage of implementation.

In this case, Eden spent 5000 million pounds - he was simply shooting himself in the foot.

It took only two or three days for Nanyang to reach an agreement with the UK. British scientists will join the manned space program. At the same time, the UK will select astronauts from the Royal Air Force. They will first undergo primary training in the UK and then come to Nanyang for further training. According to the plan, they will arrive in Nanyang early next year.

What they didn't know was that the bet they had reached for £5000 million was doomed to fail.

Because Nanyang is already in a certain leading position. If nothing unexpected happens, Nanyang will become the first country in the world to send astronauts into space.

And during this process, the only competitor was the Soviet Union.

However, what Nanyang really needs is not the 5000 million pounds provided by the UK, but the British colonies. In order to ensure the smooth progress of the manned space project, according to the agreement reached by both parties, Nanyang can obtain land from the British colonies in the form of a lease for the construction of a space ground monitoring station.

This is of course due to the needs of manned space engineering.

This is undoubtedly a very favorable clause for the UK, because according to the agreement, the rent of the land will be directly deducted from the £5000 million.

In other words, as long as the land area is large enough, Britain can get it for free.

Aiden was naturally very happy about this.

Who would be willing to pay if they can get it for free?

……

Moscow, the motherland of workers of the world.

No matter what position those who disparage this country take, one thing cannot be denied - its existence has indeed made capitalists around the world feel unprecedented pressure.

On the promenade along the Moscow River, two young people, a man and a woman, were walking along the river.

“What does Nanyang look like?”

Natasha asked curiously, her blue eyes full of questions.

"How should I put it? It's tropical, it's summer all year round, there are blue skies, beaches, and seas, but there's no snow like in Moscow..."

Zheng Xingying looked around with some reluctance, as he would soon return to his country and end his studies here.

Even until now, Nanyang sends students to various countries. Even in the Soviet Union, there are Nanyang students. The number is very small. There are only 15 students in the entire Soviet Union. Most of them study Russian, Russian literature and the like here. As for future employment, most of them are engaged in work related to Soviet-Russian trade.

"That's good."

Natasha smiled and said,

"You know, I don't like winter. It's very cold. Although the snow is beautiful, summer is still better..."

Just at this moment, a majestic building came into her sight. She pointed to the building across the river and asked:
"Look, is there a building like this in Nanyang? It's very majestic, isn't it?"

Looking in the direction of her finger, Zheng Xingying saw the building and couldn't help but praise it.

"Yes, the Artist's Apartment. It looks so magnificent!"

“Yes, it is not only majestic and spectacular, but also, for those who live in it, it is a paradise!”

Natasha said in a tone full of envy:
"The house has everything you need: a post office, a bank, a studio, a shop, a massage parlor, a restaurant, a unique playground that you can't find anywhere else in Moscow. Rows of garages, built during the war, stretch along the entire courtyard. Now there's a football field on the roof, and there are tennis and basketball courts nearby. On one side of the high-rise, the Moscow River flows. The greenhouse effect is evident in the summer: water evaporates in large quantities, which prevents dust from entering the windows of the house, which is why the windows there are always clean."

Listening to Natasha's description, Zheng Xingying couldn't help but speak.

“There really isn’t a building like this in Nanyang.”

Then he looked into the distance and said.

"There are many buildings in Nanyang, and even several buildings that are 300 meters high, but there is really no building like this. Perhaps, in your eyes, Nanyang is a place ruled by capitalists, and the people there are oppressed. But in Nanyang, no one will spend hundreds of millions of rubles to build a building for a very small number of people to use..."

Natasha said with a pout.

"How can you say that? What do you mean by a very small number of people? The people who live here are scientists, artists, and model workers. They are all people who will make great contributions to society."

"In Nanyang, many people have made contributions to society, and Nanyang has given them corresponding remuneration. You may not believe it, but a few years ago, many people had an annual income of more than 10 yuan, including scientists. If they want, they can buy their own luxury houses and luxury cars. No one thinks this is a big deal, but...how much did this building cost? 6.5 million rubles, but only a few hundred apartments were built, and the average cost of each apartment exceeded one million rubles. Such a high price is spent to take care of a few people. In Nanyang...we prefer to use the money to build houses for ordinary people. Even your official residence has been a colonial-era commissioner's office for so many years, a Victorian-style building."

Faced with the facts, Natasha chose to remain silent, and after a moment, she spoke.

"We are also building all kinds of buildings here. In the past few years, many people have moved into new homes, all of which are equipped with heating and bathrooms."

"I know, it's an apartment in Nanyang..."

Taking out a cigarette case from his pocket, Zheng Xingying said:

“In Nanyang, apartments are rarely occupied by families…”

"So what kind of house do you live in?"

He took out a cigarette, nodded, took a puff, and said:
"Well, it's probably similar to the villas you mentioned. Every household has their own house, two and a half stories high, with a loft, and many families have their own cars."

"Everyone has a car? How is that possible?" Natasha was surprised. In the Soviet Union, only a few officials owned cars, and those cars belonged to the state.

"I don't know either. I heard from the embassy that Nanyang has developed very quickly in recent years. I'm worried that I won't be able to find my way back to Nanyang."

Liu Xingying turned his eyes to the magnificent artist's apartment and just looked at the building.

"Yes, you are going back..."

Natasha's tone became a little low. She turned her head to look at the man beside her, and seeing that there was no one around, she immediately dived into his arms and said.

"Can we meet again? You know...I, I love you."

Holding the girl in his arms, they were college classmates, they fell in love in college, Natasha had a pair of charming blue eyes and beautiful blonde hair, with the inherent tenderness and beauty of Soviet girls. Anna always reminds people of those smart and passionate Russian girls written by Russian writers.

Now, he was about to finish his studies in the Soviet Union and return home, but what should they do?

Holding her tightly, Zheng Xingying spoke after a while.

"I asked the embassy. If we get married, there will be no problem on the embassy's side. But although your laws allow it now, it is mostly with Eastern countries. Are there any precedents in Western countries? If it is made public, it may also cause trouble for you..."

As early as ten years ago, the Soviet Union issued an order to ban foreign marriages. Since then, not only can Soviet citizens not register for marriage with foreign lovers, but married people have a hard time. The famous Soviet actress Tatyana Akunevskaya is a famous example. She was accused of being disloyal to the Soviet Union because of dating a foreigner and was eventually sentenced to ten years in prison. There are many such cases. Some people were even charged with espionage. Not only did they go to jail and their property was confiscated, but their families were also affected and exiled.

Therefore, until now, their love has been underground, and they have never told outsiders, for fear of causing trouble to the girls around them. Even now, two years ago, the Soviet Union abolished the rule that its citizens could not marry foreign citizens, and underground cross-border love has surfaced. In the case of many Soviet girls and foreign students in college, they still remain underground because Zheng Xingying is from a Western country, which is the biggest obstacle between them.

There is no precedent!

"No, I'm not worried about trouble."

Natasha shook her head.

"I only know that I love you. I can't leave you, my love. I hope we can be together forever!"

The two people just hugged each other. Beside them, the Moscow River flowed quietly. Not far from them, a couple also stood beside the Moscow River. Occasionally, they would cast their eyes towards the young couple...

……

To the west of Moscow, across the Uspenskani Bridge, along the banks of the Moscow River, there is a village built up in the rear, where the villas of the Soviet upper class and important figures are gathered.

Here, the hierarchy is clear. In Berederkino are the villas of artists, scientists and officers; in Zhukovka are the villas of people below the Central Committee; but the villas of the top officials are in Vosuvo. No other villa can compare with this one.

These villas are the most luxurious pavilions and towers, each covering hundreds of acres and surrounded by pine, cypress and willow trees. They are patrolled by guards from the Ministry of Internal Affairs 24 hours a day to ensure the peace and safety of these dignitaries.

When the car drove to Vosuvo, Mikhailov would look out the window. He knew that each senior committee member could have four houses. The family residence was on Kutuzovsky Street, and as long as they did not lose power, they could live there forever. The government-provided summer resort was on Lenin Hill, which was managed by special personnel and kept clean and comfortable. Except for entertaining foreign guests, it was rarely used. The third set was the villa in Vosuvo. Here, the newly appointed dignitaries could design and build according to their own tastes. Finally, there was the summer resort, most of which were in Crimea on the Black Sea.

As a senior official of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, Mikhailov's inner desire is to live here one day and own four houses like other people. Of course, there is only one person in the entire Ministry of Foreign Affairs who has such qualifications, as for him...

There was almost no possibility, and besides, the newspaper had already announced his appointment - as ambassador to Indonesia.

It is just a small country far away in Southeast Asia, and that small country is now in the midst of a civil war. Just last year, Indonesian President Sugaro visited Moscow and sought help from Moscow to suppress separatists in his country.

There is no future in serving in such a small country. However, things are not absolute. For example, now, ordinary ambassadors who are about to serve in small countries will definitely not have the opportunity to come here.

Soon, the car stopped in front of a villa, and soon he entered a study, where he met Comrade Khrushchev.

"Please take a seat, Comrade Mikhailov."

Khrushchev said after Mikhailov sat down.

"You are about to take up your post in Jakarta, right?"

"Yes, leaving in two days."

"Well, I personally recommended you to go to Jakarta. I think you are the best candidate."

It turned out that he recommended it!
Mikhailov couldn't help but feel mixed emotions. If there was a glimmer of opportunity, who would want to work in a small country?

Khrushchev looked at him and said in a serious tone:

"Comrade Mikhailov, you must be curious why I called you here."

“You must have your reasons and causes.”

Mikhailov could only comfort himself in this way. Perhaps he really had his reasons.

"Yes, it's because of me..."

Khrushchev paused and said:

"At the beginning of this year, we conceded a point to the West in Egypt and we made big concessions in Hungary. The whole world saw our weakness."

After pursing his lips, Khrushchev's expression became a little strange. After the Hungarian incident, he had been criticized by the hardliners in his country - he was accused of making principled concessions on the Hungarian issue, and accused of his concessions, which made the reactionaries in the whole of Eastern Europe ready to make moves. Even the Eastern allies accused him of being weak. In a word, he was having a hard time now.

So... he needed to do something to prove to the world that the Soviet Union was still strong.

When Khrushchev mentioned weakness, Mikhailov rationally chose to remain silent when thinking about the struggle in Moscow. These words were not what he should hear. They had nothing to do with him. He just wanted to live here and did not want to participate in the struggle here. After all, these struggles would kill people. Even if he had anything to do with this place, he might die.

So, God, just give me the task!

"So, I hope that after your mission to Jakarta, you will reach a further agreement or treaty with Sugaro - tell him that we are willing to give him more help, we can help them build a stronger army and restore order, but..."

Staring at Mikhailov, Khrushchev spoke word by word.

"I need him to agree to our troops - Soviet troops - to enter Indonesia and establish our military base there!"

(End of this chapter)