Struggle in Soviet Russia

In front of the mosque, Anisim's eyes peeked straight ahead not far from the gap between the headscarf and the face scarf. The target he was focusing on was the guy who was holding the Mongolian horse with a look of dust.

Anisim Artemiyevich Dunec, a member of the Intelligence Unit of the People’s Committee of National Security in Istanbul, this young man born after the civil war received training in the school established by the NKVD since his childhood His parents were former Cheka members, and he apparently inherited their parents’ business. It can be said that he has not left the scope of the national security agency since the day he became sensible.

As a young foreign intelligence officer of the People’s Committee for National Security, Anisim is different from most of the intelligence personnel of the same age in the Ministry of National Security. The work of the spy may have something to do with the similar training he has received since he was a child.

Since being transferred from the NKVD to the NKVD two years ago, Anisim has been staying in Istanbul. He is here as a foreign trade staff member of the Union, responsible for some procurement work.

In the past two years or so, Anisim has reported so many times that he wants to be transferred back to China and transferred to the anti-espionage job to do what he is best at. However, it is a pity that these reports seemed to sink into the ocean after they were printed, and there was no reply at all. To describe it as a joke of colleagues, "The anti-intelligence department led by Comrade Eitingo does not need him."

However, the turning point is now here today, and Anisim has received a new task: he and his partner need to kill an intelligence agent who is attempting to defect.

This kind of task is not common in the intelligence team, especially the task is so hastily assigned, that the team has not done any preliminary work arrangements, and the target is directly locked.

For intelligence personnel stationed abroad, such tasks are standard "dirty tasks." Generally speaking, people who participate in such tasks, regardless of their ultimate success or failure, will be transferred back to China after the task ends. After all, Their identities are no longer suitable for continuing lurking. For Anisim, who has always wanted to return home, this is obviously a good task.

It was precisely because the task was too hasty that Anisim had almost no knowledge of the specifics of the task. He only knew that he was going to kill the opposite person, and then quickly get away. The person who assisted him and his partner to evacuate will make an appointment. The meeting place is waiting for them.

The assignment of this time was very rough, without any details. The contact person above only put forward three requirements: first, to kill the target; second, to evacuate quickly; third, to keep the identity confidential.

Well, the item of identity secrecy is mentioned almost every time they go out on a mission. The meaning is relatively broad. To put it bluntly, once an accident occurs, they cannot reveal their true identity to anyone. What they did Everything has nothing to do with the alliance, which is also a criterion that every intelligence personnel stationed abroad must abide by.

Of course, it is precisely because there are no detailed requirements that Anisim knows how important this mission is. The requirements put forward by the contact person above are actually hidden-the target must be killed, by all means, regardless of the cost.

Since this is the case, Anisim naturally knew what he should do. At this moment, under the robe on his body, there were two pistols and three grenades hidden, and his partner had the same equipment.

The guy with the Mongolian horse walked over slowly, getting closer and closer to the entrance of the mosque. Anisim and his partner were standing beside the pine nuts booth, while they were in harmony with the owner behind the booth. Chatting, while observing the target from the corner of his eye.

Just when the two sides were at most seven or eight steps away, a few tall bactrian camels suddenly squeezed in from Hengxia. Only by looking at the clothes of the people who led the camels, they knew that they were Kurds, and they should be Congdi. Yabakir came here. These guys from nomadic tribes are not easy to mess with, they all carry guns with them, and they tend to attract a group if they get involved.

When the Camel team appeared in sight and blocked the target, Anisim's heart was stunned. Vaguely, he felt that something was wrong. More precisely, he had a premonition of something bad.

With a hand on his partner's shoulder, Anisim turned around vigilantly, looking at the target's position through the gap in the camel's movement with both eyes.

The Mongolian horse, which was not too tall, was always there, and from time to time you could see a hooded person beside it. But I don't know why, Anisim's heart became more and more disturbed.

It didn’t take long for the seven or eight camels to slowly pass through the crowd. The Mongolian horse and the knight reappeared in front of them. Anisim put a hand into his arms and touched the pistol. , Greeted each other with a step forward.

His behavior was obviously different from the previous plan, and the partner gave him a surprised look, and then wanted to reach out and grab him.

Almost at this moment, Anisim's sight fell on the rider's feet, and saw the shoes on the target's feet, which were a pair of mid-tube military boots, and on the top of the outside of the boots, there was also a small silver flower ornament. .

Anisim recognized it at a glance. The small ornament was a silver tulip, and this kind of boots were the standard military boots of the Turkish National Army's internal guards. He remembered clearly that the target's feet weren't this kind of boots. , But a pair of brown ordinary pigskin boots, in other words, just now, the target has been changed. The most important thing is that there must be an organization behind the target. This organization is likely to be the Turkish security department. They not only contracted the target, but also set a trap to lure them into the bait.

At this moment, Anisim didn’t know if he and his partner had been exposed, let alone where he had gone. He only knew that he should complete the task, and even if he could not complete the task, he would never be caught by the opponent. Go, he needs to pass back the news of the assassination failure, and at the same time, he also needs to make sure that he and his partner will not fall into the hands of the enemy.

In just a few seconds, Anisim made a decision. The hand that he inserted in his arms moved, released the pistol handle that he had been holding before, and instead held the grenade tied to his lower abdomen. —The MARK Ⅱ grenade made by the Americans is what he and his partner are carrying. This kind of grenade is small in size, easy to use and easy to carry. It's really a good thing.

A finger clasped the grip of the grenade. Anisim turned to look at his partner, but found that the other party was also looking at him. Obviously, his partner was also aware of the abnormality. In fact, at this time, just be careful. Everyone can detect the abnormality, because in the square where people come and go, there are obviously more than a dozen people huddling here at this time, and they don't even hide their gazes.

Nodded to his partner insignificantly, Anisim took a step forward and walked straight to the rider who had led the Mongolian horse.

Going forward four or five steps, when the distance between the two sides was less than two or three meters, Anisim saw that the other side stopped. At the same time, the eyes that came out from the gap in the mask revealed A frightened look.

There was a smile on Anisim's face. He was thinking about taking two steps and rushing to the other side. He heard a deafening explosion on the west side of the square not far away.

This explosion was abrupt, and there was no place in anyone's heart. Even Anisim was taken aback by the sudden explosion and bowed instinctively. Then, he saw a thick black smoke rising from the direction of the explosion.

The crowd in the square exploded in almost an instant, and the frightened people began to run around, crying, screaming, and even calls to the gods, flooding the entire square.

Anisim, who was startled by the explosion, quickly reacted. He knew that this was a rare opportunity for him and his partner to escape.

Without thinking about it too much, he arched his body and rushed out like an arrow from the string. The target was the lane not far to the right. According to their previous plan, once the assassination was successful, he would Evacuate the square from that direction. Now, I only hope that the comrade in charge of the cover is still there.

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Moscow, boulevard.

Victor, dressed in casual clothes, walked slowly along the sidewalk of the boulevard, accompanied by Sofia. Although Victor seemed leisurely at this time, his squeezed brows showed that his heart was not as relaxed as he was.

At this time, Victor was still holding a one-page report, which could be regarded as some good news for him.

Just yesterday, after more than a year of hard work, the Karpov Institute of Physical Chemistry finally produced a powerful poison.

This new type of poison is called "Mefluronic Acid Isopropyl". It is a colorless and odorless liquid. At the same time, it is also a very volatile neurotoxic agent. In other words, it can be used at room temperature. At the same time, the gas produced after volatilization can infiltrate the human body surface in various ways.

Of course, in addition to the chemical name, this poison has another well-known name: sarin gas. The Soviet Academy of Sciences gave it a special code name, P-35, which was shared with the military.

Sarin gas was of course not created by the Karpov Institute of Physical Chemistry. In fact, this research institute was also a research and development project based on the information provided by the Foreign Intelligence Agency, and it was ultimately successful.