Struggle in Soviet Russia

The misty drizzle covered the entire Ketalkoja Mountain and the endless plain of Shirvan, the lower reaches of the Arak River, in Imishli, "Marshal Voroshilov’s Farm", and the crisp sound shattered it. The tranquility of the morning.

On the side of the barbed wire wall outside the farm hut area, several prisoners in tattered clothes, driven by two armed soldiers, lined up in a line, tremblingly walked to the side of the barbed wire wall, and the three were still convulsing. The body was lifted and walked to a broken truck parked not far away.

The red blood flowed out from under the corpse, dripped along the road on the green weed lawn, mixed with the rainwater that was stuck on the grass blades.

Marshal Voroshilov’s farm belongs to the Baku People’s Committee of the Interior, not the relevant agricultural department. The people working here are all criminals under the supervision of the Ministry of the Interior. To be more specific, they are all rebels. By.

During the period from the end of last year to the beginning of this year, the rebellion in the Caucasus took various forms, and the participants came from all ethnic groups. However, it is undoubtedly the Chechens who made the most trouble.

In the process of Abakumov's suppression of the insurgency in the Caucasus, nearly two hundred Chechen insurgent organizations were destroyed. There were hundreds of people in these insurgent organizations, and there were only two or three people in these insurgent organizations.

Therefore, in the report Abakumov submitted to Comrade Stalin, there was a sentence: When the Chechens got together, the first thing they discussed was how to launch a rebellion.

"If Russia is in trouble, Chechnya will be chaotic." This statement is very reasonable.

In this so-called farm, the rebel prisoners of war and their families are responsible for the daily work. The NKVD implements an absolute high-handed policy here. There is no market for the Geneva Convention, which treats prisoners. Saying it is lazy, even if it is whispering, it may be pulled out and shot.

In the process of suppressing the Caucasus rebellion, especially the Chechen rebellion, the internal security forces and border guards under the command of the NKVD paid a great price, and the casualties were heavy enough. Just imagine that these prisoners of war ended up in the NKVD. How could there be a good end in his hands.

Only forty or fifty meters away from the barbed wire fence of the farm, a row of six vehicles was slowly passing by.

At the front of the convoy was a truck full of soldiers. The same was true for the last two vehicles. In the middle were three military jeeps.

In the front jeep, Victor was sitting in the back seat of the car, and the one who was in charge of driving was Varenka who accompanied him to the Caucasus.

Victor left Saliyan two hours ago and was about to go to Baku. His tour in the Caucasus has ended. This time he went to Baku to meet with Abakumov who was inspecting there, because the following Security operations also require the cooperation of the NKVD.

The problem facing the National Security People’s Commission is that it does not have its own armed forces. The NKVD is different. They not only have elite internal guards, but also a large-scale border defense system. In addition, the police The staff of prison guards and traffic police are also very large, and they do not lack manpower support.

Victor considered that after the trip to Tehran was over, he was ready to submit a report, suggesting that the National Security People’s Committee should form one or more military forces under its own command, not too many, and adopt a fine-grained policy. To put it bluntly, the military force he wants to build is a few special forces.

In the sweltering rainy season, after running to the Caucasus for nearly a month, Victor lost a lot of weight and got tanned a lot. He looked a little embarrassed and sloppy. The once handsome General of the National Security Committee. Now if you don’t wear a military uniform, it’s no different from a farmer.

Although he was not close, Victor still saw the execution process, but this kind of thing was really common to him, let alone seeing it, he didn't know how many death sentences he personally executed.

The convoy drove past the "Marshal Voroshilov Farm" and continued westward. According to Varenka, it would take at least three hours to officially arrive in Baku. It must be said that everything went smoothly on the road.

The light rain outside the car was intermittent. About half an hour later, a big river appeared in front of the convoy. This was the Pirsagart River. After crossing the river, the gentle road disappeared because it was already Hill. On the edge of the Wan Plain, if you go further, you will even enter the mountainous area dominated by the Ketal Koja Mountain.

On the bridge over the Pirsagart River, there was a checkpoint for the bridge guard of the People’s Committee of the Interior. When the convoy passed on the bridge, the second lieutenant in charge of the bridge guard told Victor and the group that it was not safe to continue going forward. , Because a few days ago, a rebel guerrilla squad fled from the direction of Rajic to the area around Tulagai Mountain, and the border guards under the command of the People’s Committee of the Interior were encircling them.

For safety, the second lieutenant advised Victor and the others to go south. After arriving in Alat, take the coastal defense road to Baku. The road is very safe and there is no need to worry about being attacked by the rebel guerrillas.

However, according to the second lieutenant, it is almost 50 kilometers from here to Alat, which may take some time.

Victor hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to move on. After all, he was accompanied by two platoons of nearly seventy guards, and he was carrying four machine guns and two mortars, even if he encountered rebel guerrillas. Team, don’t worry about being eaten by the opponent.

The convoy stayed at the outpost of the bridge guard for more than ten minutes, filled the water tank on the car with water, and then continued to move forward.

Because of the warning from the second lieutenant of the bridge guard, the guard commander was a little more vigilant. The jeep that Victor was riding in was adjusted to the front of the two broken trucks, and some distance from the truck that opened in the front.

The convoy drove over the bridge and drove forward for nearly half an hour. There were problems with the road conditions that were not bad. There were potholes caused by explosions in many places. Although they were not very dense, they also obviously affected the progress of the convoy.

Moreover, because of entering the mountainous area, there are more slopes on the road. The road winds and spirals among the hills and stretches in a serpentine shape, and the jungle on both sides of the road begins to become more and more luxuriant.

Every once in a while, the commander of the guard would stop the convoy and observe with binoculars for fear of ambushes.

In the car, Victor didn't feel so nervous, he just felt a headache for the second lieutenant's reminder.

Baku was the only way for Comrade Stalin to go to Tehran soon. He had already surveyed here before, but the security situation here was pretty good at that time. Who knew that within a few days, there was a rebel guerrilla. The team has drifted here, which undoubtedly complicates the situation.

In the car, Victor took out the map, looked at the location of Rajic, and found that this place was on the upper reaches of the Pirsagart River, in the northern section of the Ketal Koca Mountain, from there to here, There is a distance of nearly hundreds of kilometers.

If the NKVD launched an encirclement and suppression of the rebel guerrillas, how could they be allowed to come here? Isn't this a threat to Baku's oil fields? If the encirclement and suppression of the NKVD did not pose a threat to the rebel guerrillas, then why did they travel to this place through hundreds of kilometers of jungle?

Victor was thinking about these things when he heard a sudden intensive gunshot in front of him, which sounded like fried beans.

Immediately afterwards, Varenka stepped on the accelerator and parked the jeep on the road.

Hearing the shot, Victor didn't panic, he just frowned, rolled up the map on his knees, and put it back into the iron barrel.

After such a time, the guards on the truck behind had rushed over. They organized a temporary line of defense on the periphery of the jeep, but they had no idea of ​​going to the front to support it.

The reason why Victor didn’t panic was because he heard that the gunfire was dense, but there was no corresponding explosion, and no machine gun sound. This showed that the attacker lacked heavy weapons. The team does not pose much of a threat.

What's more, judging from the gunfire itself, the attackers obviously have no experience in ambushes. They should have directly exchanged fire with the guards on the first truck instead of letting go of the first truck carrying soldiers and concentrating the fire. Come to attack the jeep convoy behind.

A group of assailants who lack heavy weapons and have little combat experience, Victor will not frighten his soul.

Soon, there was a roar that was characteristic of a machine gun. If nothing else, the guards in the first car should have launched a counterattack.

After putting the map away, Victor grasped the door handle and tried to push the door open. As a result, the door was blocked by a soldier who was blocking the outside.

His back was pushed up by the car door. The soldier looked back and saw that Victor was about to get out of the car. He hurriedly gave way to the side.

Getting out of the car, Victor took a deep breath, feeling the cool and moist air rushing into the lung cavity, and his sleepy mind was awake for a while.

He stretched the hem of the military uniform and stretched out his hand to Varenka who had just leaned close to him, and the latter handed a pair of binoculars to his hand with all his heart.

Seeing Victor getting out of the car, a Tuas made a gesture to the nearby soldiers. Suddenly, more than a dozen soldiers rushed towards the jungle on both sides of the road. A machine gun group came from the rear and set up on the side of the road. A temporary machine gun position was set up.

When the soldiers entered the woods and made sure that there were no gunshots, Victor walked to a small breakthrough on the side of the road, raised his binoculars, and looked towards the front of the road.