Struggle in Soviet Russia

The dark-green coniferous pine swayed in the rustling rain and snow, like a graceful woman in dress. The dark-green petticoat and the snow-white shawl were extremely enchanting.

The Volga car with snow on the roof was parked on the side of the road. Victor stood blankly in front of a coniferous pine in heavy black leather army boots, his eyes looked at the pine branches in front of him, and his ears listened to his subordinates behind him. Report.

"The 328th Border Brigade has 14 people who left the team without reason, including 2 party members and 4 Communist Youth League members." The woman holding the folder wore the winter uniform of the National Security People’s Committee. The royal blue military uniform set off the white skin more and more. moist. The lips with lipstick visibly opened and closed slightly, reporting the data recorded in the file, "It is now certain that among these 14 people, there are no Kalmyks."

Victor did not speak, he stared at the coniferous pine in front of him intently. When the woman's report was in progress, he stretched out his hand and flicked a pine needle with the black soft leather glove on his hand. Then, he looked at the falling snow and said, "This is not what we need, Alena, you know what kind of materials the General Political Department needs."

The woman nodded silently, turned over the report in her hand, ready to read the next one.

Without giving her a chance to continue speaking, Victor turned around and walked towards the parking place while saying: "I know some jobs you don’t like to do. Of course, I don’t like to do it, but since it is a A job always needs someone to do it, doesn’t it?"

At this point, he happened to walk to the side of the car, taking advantage of Varika's time to open the car door for him, Victor finally said: "Do this job as soon as possible, and give them the things that the General Political Department needs. Then, this matter has nothing to do with us, understand?"

"Yes, I understand," the woman nodded.

Victor turned his head and glanced at each other again, before bending down and getting into the car.

Compared with the cold outside the car, even though there is no air conditioner in the Volga car, it is still warm as spring. The snow flakes that fell on the shoulders outside the car quickly melted into crystal drops of water.

Victor sat on the sofa in the back seat, looking through the window of the car to the fast-reversed street outside the car, but thinking about the actions of the General Political Department in the last two days.

With the support of Comrade Sherbakov, the Red Army and Red Navy of the Soviet Union launched an operation to completely eliminate the Kalmyks.

This action can be said to be an xenophobic action against a minority. It is difficult for anyone to give this action a legitimacy. After all, although there have been a large number of rebellions in the Kalmyk-inhabited area However, in the Red Army system of the Soviet Union, there are also many Kalmyk soldiers and commanders who have been brave in combat and have established various merits. This is similar to this one-size-fits-all screening method that is purely divided by ethnicity without considering the actual situation. To those Kalmyks who were loyal to the Soviets, it was obviously unfair.

But the problem is that in addition to legitimacy and fairness, any political behavior has its own necessity. Unnecessary political actions are meaningless, and naturally no one will promote it.

For the Alliance, this time the promotion of the exclusion of Kalmyks from the military system is a necessary political action. Its role is not only to promote the establishment of the basic-level party committee system in the military, but also to To enhance the presence of the General Political Department, it is no surprise that members of the General Political Department, headed by Comrade Sherbakov, attach great importance to it.

Regarding the action of the National Security People’s Committee to eliminate Kalmyks from the army, there are different voices in the presidium of the committee. For example, Feijing and others do not agree with the committee’s participation in similar actions. Their reasons are also very simple. , That is, the department of the People’s Committee of National Security who participated in this operation is the so-called "Army Security Bureau." Discussion and determination.

Of course, the most important thing is that this "Army Security Bureau" obviously has the involvement of the General Political Department and the Chief Editor-in-Chief Training Department on personnel issues, but it is not the decision of the National Security People’s Committee itself. This reality is inherently easy. Aroused resistance in the presidium.

Victor turned a blind eye to these opposition opinions within the presidium. It was not that he did not value the unity atmosphere within the committee, but that compared to the things that Comrade Stalin was promoting at present, these contradictions in the committee were simply not a problem.

The Volga car driving at a constant speed on the tree-lined road suddenly paused. It felt like Valenka, who was in charge of driving, was frightened and suddenly stepped on the accelerator.

Victor sitting in the back seat was staggered forward by the inertia belt and almost thrown out of the seat. Fortunately, he reacted quickly. He eagerly stretched out his hand to block it and pressed the back of the front seat to avoid it. Embarrassed.

Varenka wasn't a rash driver. Victor sat up straight and instinctively looked towards the front of the car.

At this time, the car had reached the front of the boulevard villa, and more than ten meters ahead, was the villa where Victor had been living recently. At this time, at the entrance of the villa, a dark green jeep was parked.

This is not a jeep made in the Soviet Union. It is a military jeep with gasoline engine that was aided by the Americans at first glance.

Of course, these were not the reasons that surprised Varenka. What really surprised him was a woman standing by the car at this time.

The woman seemed to be in her early twenties. She wore a royal blue winter dress made by the National Security People’s Committee. She wore the big braids that Ukrainian girls liked to wear on her head. This dress seemed a bit nondescript, but But in the girl's white skin and beauty, this kind of contradictory beauty is merged together.

The girl stood quietly on the side of the road, with her hands folded on her lower abdomen, and her eyes looked at the villa on the side of the road with a little expectation and a little uneasy, which made her look a little cramped.

Of course, the girl Varenka knew him. When he was in Shepchenkovo, Victor almost died for the girl. At this moment, recalling some things in the beginning, Varenka still feels a little warm.

Time has changed, some things have changed, but some things have not changed.

Parked the car on the side of the road, Varenka turned her head and looked towards Victor who was sitting in the back seat. He knew that the leading comrade behind him had been looking for the girl for a long time, and now, the girl was finally found by him. return.

In the back seat of the car, Victor had reached out and pushed the door open, and one foot was also extended out of the car.

At the beginning, Shepchenkovo’s little petty officer, who was unknown and could easily be sentenced to death, has now disappeared. Instead, it is an intelligence chief who is quickly wandering to the power of the entire alliance. guy.

Watching Victor from the rearview mirror get out of the car, and then from the side rear window, watching him walk past step by step, finally leaving only a back of himself, Valenka raised his eyebrows, trying to think of this leader How did comrades go from a small non-commissioned officer to this step in such a short period of time?

For Victor, he was not in the mood to understand his driver's thinking. When he got off the car, he met An Lina and looked over, with a somewhat timid and expectant look, and walked straight along a path until she stopped by the jeep beside her.

Without saying hello to this shy and timid woman, Victor first looked down at the jeep, and when he saw the old woman and little loli sitting in the car, he nodded and raised his hand to the driver. There was a knock on the seat of the car window.

The driver of the car was a tug of the National Security People’s Committee. He pushed the door immediately, jumped out of the car, and stood in front of Victor to salute him.

Victor said nothing, he paid Comrade Tuas a military salute, then hooked his finger at the opponent and said, "This is the first time to come to Moscow?"

"No, Comrade Chairman, I..." Tuashi looked very excited, straightened his chest and replied loudly.

"Okay, I see," Victor interrupted the opponent calmly, and said before the other party had finished speaking, "But, Comrade Tuas, you see, the two ladies in the back of the car must be the first. Those who came to Moscow for the second time, now, my order to you is to take these two ladies to get better in Moscow."

Having said that, a smile appeared on his face, he raised his hand and patted the turist on the shoulder, and then said: "Is this task difficult for you?"

"No difficulty, Comrade Chairman!" Tuas hesitated for a moment, and finally replied loudly.

"Go on the mission," Victor nodded, turned and looked at Anrina who was hiding behind him.

Only then did Victor really have time to take a closer look at the girl. For him, Anlena is a very different woman. This difference is not only reflected in the mood, but also in the emotions.

Since his rebirth, Victor has experienced many women in this world, but there are really not many women who can really make him pay a certain amount of affection, and among them, Anrina is definitely very special. So one. This is the woman who has been familiar with this world since he was reborn. He had almost nothing at the time, and this woman was the same.

Now, after years of wars, this woman has finally reappeared in front of Victor, so his mood at the moment is really hard to describe.

(Something happened recently. I went around the ICU. From the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival to the 17th, I lost consciousness for nearly three days. Now it can only be determined that it is heart failure, but the specific cause is still unknown. Try to update more in the last two days , But because there is still an imaging to be done, the follow-up is not very sure, so the normal update may be slightly delayed for two days.)