Struggle in Soviet Russia

The restaurant in Vasilevsky’s villa is not big, and it’s not even as big as Victor’s villa on the boulevard. This is normal. Whether it’s the General Staff or the General Political Department, the generals’ treatment is better. Not in the NKVD and the NKVD.

The lanterns are already on, and everyone is sitting around in the small restaurant. The dinner has already been eaten, and now I am tasting the dessert after the meal, while drinking some wine or something.

Victor sat on Serov's right hand, and on his left was Liang Na whose beautiful eyes were always on him.

Victor’s story about Lieutenant Trafkin and his intelligence team has come to the end. In the cabin on the Volga River, Lieutenant Trafkin and the six intelligence agents he led were killed one after another, only the communication that was seriously injured. Brian Banikov was still alive. Before the German army rushed into the wooden house, he sent the last paragraph of the code to the headquarters, and then rang the grenade with a smile.

"From the intelligence sent by the'Stars' group, the headquarters learned that the German army was trying to launch an assault on our 51st Army in the Aksai River area to break through the plan of our army's encirclement," Victor said softly, holding a glass of wine in his hand. "It provided the basis for the subsequent strategic deployment of the base camp, but in the birch forest on the Volga River, our correspondents gave their precious lives."

The story that Victor told was the film "The Radio Waves That Never Disappeared" launched in the 1950s by the former Soviet Union. This is not the same as the movie of the same name in China. Of course, the theme of this movie The song is not "Hawthorn Tree", but the famous "Birch Forest".

"Is this a true story?" Liang Na asked softly with red eyes.

"It should be a true story," Yuri sighed as Liang Na's father, "I heard that in the final stage of the Battle of Stalingrad, the Germans did try to break through the encirclement of our army on the Aksai River. However, the General Staff learned of the German intentions in advance, so it transferred the support of the three divisions to the line and successfully blocked the German counterattack."

With a sigh, he said: "It's just that no one knows that there is such a touching story behind all this."

Except for Yuri and his daughter, the rest of the people at the table were a little speechless. Yuri said this because he didn't know the channel through which the information was obtained, but the rest of the people here knew all. of. The intelligence that the German army will launch an offensive from the Akser River was not provided by some "green ghost" intelligence team. It came from the Berlin Intelligence Station of the People's Commissar of National Security.

Of course, none of the insiders present here can tell the truth, because it is top-secret information, and Yuri and his daughter are not qualified to know.

"Yes," Vasilevsky nodded and said, "In our front-line combat troops and intelligence agencies, there are countless touching stories like this. Although the propaganda and agitation departments and the General Political Department have already attached great importance to the collection and propaganda of those typical deeds. Work, but there will definitely be omissions."

"Even if there is no omission, it is impossible to promote it," Vatutin said, shaking his head, "Actually, in my opinion, behind every medal, medal, and battle, there will be some touching stories. , And the ones that can really be known are, after all, few."

"Does this story have a name that belongs to it?" Serov frowned and asked.

"Well, let's call it'The Radio Wave That Never Disappears'." Victor groaned slightly, and only copied the name of the movie from the previous life.

"The radio wave that never disappears?" Serov stretched his brows and nodded and said, "Very meaningful, Victor, this is a very meaningful story."

"Who said no?" Vatutin smiled.

"No, no, you don't understand what I mean," Serov said sternly, "I mean, this story has a lot of propaganda significance. For the People's Committee of National Security, this kind of story needs more."

Victor understood what the old boss meant in a second.

Although the NKVD and the NKVD are not the same thing, the two are in the same line. Therefore, due to the influence of the NKVD’s "notorious", the reputation of the NKVD is not very good. , This can be seen from the attitude of senior military generals.

Since the outbreak of the war, under the operation of the General Political Department and the propaganda and agitation departments, the image of the Soviet Red Army has been established throughout the Union. A large number of heroes and idols have emerged as the times require. In the cognition of the people, there is no comparison. The image of soldiers is more positive.

Corresponding to this is the lack of a sense of existence of the NKVD. To a certain extent, the NKVD is not as good as the NKVD. At least there is a notorious existence in the former. But the reputation is not obvious. To put it bluntly, no one knows what they did and what it means.

As the number one person of the People’s Committee of National Security, Serov of course would not be satisfied with this situation. That’s why he thought this story was meaningful because it was positively important to the People’s Committee of National Security The intelligence personnel made a propaganda.

"Victor, I think you should sort out this meaningful story," Sure enough, Serov continued, "Deliver it to the Propaganda Department, and we can do some work on it."

"Me?" Victor said with a smile, "Ivan, there are two problems here: first, I don't have so much time, and second, because of the nature of our work, it's obviously not suitable to appear in the public frequently."

"The problems you mentioned are not problems at all," Serov said, shaking his head, "time is not enough, you can find an assistant..."

"That's right," Vasilevsky interjected, "It happens that Liang Na has just graduated and has not yet decided on a job. She can help you in this regard, for example, sorting out the stories you provided."

"Me? Can I?" Liang Na put a small hand on her chest and said with surprise on her face.

"Why not?" Vatutin said with a smile, "I think it would be more appropriate. They are all young people. They have more contact with each other at work, and they can also bring each other's feelings closer, which can kill two birds with one stone."

This is a bit ridiculous.

Of course Victor would not refuse such a suggestion. He turned his head to look at Liang Na's slightly flushed face due to excitement. He was about to make a statement, but Serov next to him went on to say: "As for the second question, you can use a pen name. Well, many of our comrades do this."

After that, Serov said seriously: "Comrade Victor, you have to understand that this is not a whim of mine, but a very prudent work. Yes, we need to establish a positive image of the committee. This is for us. It’s very important for his work."

Victor nodded, and he heard it. Serov was very serious when he said this, which shows that he really took the job seriously.

"So," after thinking about it, Victor turned his head and said to Liang Na beside him, "Miss Liang Na, would you like to do me this favor?"

"Of course, I am very willing," Liang Na said, biting her lip and nodding with a smile.

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It was already late at night when I came out of Vasilievsky's villa.

Victor stepped down the stairs in front of the villa, and the cold night breeze made him shiver uncontrollably.

He saw Liang Na who was walking in front seemed to tremble, and quickly took off the coat of the windbreaker and put it on her shoulder.

"Thank you," Liang Na said, stopping and looking back at him.

"You're welcome," Victor smiled, meeting her gaze, "This is what I should do."

Liang Na pursed her lips and smiled, and whispered, "I should have time for some time to come, ah, I mean, I have time to sort out the stories you provided."

"Then I will find you the day after tomorrow," Victor said.

"Yeah," Liang Na nodded, looked back at Yuri who had walked to the gate of the courtyard, turned his back to herself, and then quickly stood on tiptoe, kissed Victor's cheek, and then turned around and trot away. NS.

Watching the beauty get into the car, Victor turned around and walked back to the villa until the taillights of the car completely disappeared into the night.

Having been in this world for a few years, Victor’s temperament has become more and more cold as his status has improved. To say how deeply he can have a deep affection for a girl in a few hours, it’s purely Nonsense, even though Liang Na is very beautiful, it suits his appetite.

After all, everything is because of politics.

Upon receiving Vasilievsky’s invitation, Victor understood that this was a political marriage, and when he arrived at the villa and saw Serov and Vatutin also appearing here, he knew that the marriage had been settled. After coming down, neither he nor Liang Na can avoid this question.

There is no doubt that these people here tonight belong to the same political group. Considering the close relationship between Serov and Khrushchev, and considering the close relationship between Vatutin and Bulganin, then the political group , Probably includes those people, which is the obvious thing.

In the past, Victor’s position in the political group was very vague. He was simply Serov’s subordinate and had a close relationship with Serov, but it was too early to say that he already belonged to the political group Serov belonged to. It is not that he is unwilling to stand, but because he is not yet qualified to choose a stand.

Now, the situation is obviously different. As the first deputy people's commissar of the National Security People's Committee and the head of the intelligence agency appointed by Comrade Stalin, he has the qualifications to choose a position, and he must choose a position.