Struggle in Soviet Russia

Although he has been on the front line and his marksmanship was pretty good, Victor has not fired a gun in two or three years after all, let alone practiced marksmanship. In addition, the double-barreled shotgun in his hand is also compatible with The guns he used to use were different, so it was a bit difficult for him to use it.

After traveling in this vast forest for a few hours, Victor’s harvest is now two still fat hares. During this period, he also saw a wild boar and a fox, but he did not hunt them. , On the contrary, he was exhausted.

After sitting on the rock for a few breaths, and chatting with Varenka again, Victor gave up the idea of ​​continuing to try and ended the hunt. He returned to the club’s premises on the same path. The hare is cleaned up, and maybe you can taste the real game at night.

Back to the club camp—this so-called camp was built in 31 years. The Zavidovo, which is familiar to later generations, will have to wait more than ten years. It will not start until Comrade Khrushchev takes office. And now There are only a few old Russian houses and a country road in the Zavidovo camp, but nothing else.

However, these old houses are now state-owned and are the assets of the Officer Hunting Club. Although Victor is not a soldier, he is a senior staff member of the People’s Committee of National Security and has a military rank. Therefore, he can also enjoy the club. The service provided for the officers, and this service is that he can live in a house here.

Returning to his temporary residence, handing the two hares to the service staff to clean up, Victor found a place to sit in the courtyard in front of the house, enjoying the coolness while waiting for the sunset to fall.

There are no mountains in Zavidovo, but there are water and forests, so it is definitely a good place to escape the heat in summer. The disturbing heat of Moscow does not exist here, especially when it is approaching dusk.

In the courtyard hidden by the shadows of the trees, Victor sat on an antique old rattan chair, flipping through a newspaper in his hand.

At this time, the light in the courtyard was getting dimmer, and it was obvious that dusk was approaching.

"Beep..."

A whistle of the car drew Victor's attention from the newspaper. He frowned and glanced out of the courtyard surrounded by wooden fences.

On the small road extending from the entrance of the club, a jeep was slowly driving towards this side.

The Jeep is a Willis military jeep without a bonnet. This type of vehicle was obviously transported to the Union by the Americans as aid, and it was used in a large number in the Soviet army.

The jeep stopped a dozen meters away from the house where Victor was located. A burly soldier pushed the door and got out of the car, and walked straight to a house on the side of the road. It looked like the other party came here for the weekend. .

Because of the weather, Victor couldn't see the opponent's appearance, but saw that the opponent was wearing military uniform. Of course, he also couldn't see the opponent's military rank. However, when the other party was about to walk into the house on the side of the road, he seemed to have seen him at the moment he turned his head, and the steps under his feet stopped instantly.

He stood at the entrance of the courtyard of that house and looked towards Victor for a while. He seemed to be trying to see Victor’s identity. However, it was obvious that Victor, who had fairly good eyesight, couldn’t see the other person’s appearance. Naturally it is impossible to recognize him.

The visitor looked there for a while, and then turned around like that and walked straight towards Victor.

Now that the other party came over, Victor was naturally unable to continue sitting in the chair. He folded the newspaper in his hand, faced the opponent's line of sight, and got up from the chair.

At this moment, the visitor was not far from Victor's side, at least Victor had recognized him.

"Comrade Konstantin Konstantinovich?" Viktor stepped up to meet him in surprise when he saw the other side's appearance in the twilight and greeted him.

"Comrade Viktor Viktorovich, good afternoon," the visitor was Comrade Rokosovsky, who had only been promoted to Marshal not long ago, and he seemed surprised to meet Victor here, but he still greeted with a smile.

"Good afternoon," Victor greeted the gate of the courtyard, shook hands with Rokosovsky who was also welcoming, and smiled, "When will you return to Moscow?"

"Two hours ago," Rokosovsky looked at the watch in his hand and said with a smile, "I didn't stop in Moscow, just came here."

Victor was a little puzzled, but he didn't ask much, Rokosovsky's private life was similar to his, but this guy had a family, but his wife had just found it not long ago, and he doesn't currently live in Moscow.

At present, Rokosovsky holds the position of commander of the Belarusian First Front. Not long ago, this front was in the direction of Belarus and almost wiped out the German Central Army Group, and its military peak was also advanced. The Vistula River is close to the city of Warsaw where the uprising broke out.

However, when Bingfeng advanced to the city of Warsaw, the entire front army was at the end of the battle. Afterwards, after being defeated in the offensive in the northeastern suburbs of Warsaw, the entire front army's offensive posture ended and entered a rest period.

"How's the situation on the front line?" Victor asked, holding the opponent's hand.

Rokosovsky didn't answer, but shrugged with a wry smile, which meant that everything was silent.

Just by looking at his expression, Victor can know that his recent situation is not so good. In fact, the current situation of this comrade marshal is indeed not very good, he is under a lot of pressure on his shoulders.

After all, Rokosovsky is not an out-and-out Soviet. To be precise, he is a Polish and a pure-bred Polish. Therefore, in the current environment, how difficult his situation is, it can be said. I guess.

The uprising in Warsaw has been going on for a month. In the past month, the number of German troops stationed in the Warsaw area has grown from 25,000 to more than 100,000, although most of them have been deployed. The Vistula defense line against the Soviet army, but there were also a lot of troops used for the uprising in the Qing and suppression city.

During this time, the special envoy of the Polish government-in-exile went to Moscow three times in a row, hoping that the Soviet army could accelerate the advancement of the front in Warsaw, cooperate with the insurgents in Warsaw, and liberate Warsaw in one fell swoop.

As the commander of the Belarusian First Front, it is impossible for Rokosowski, a Polish, not to be unaffected. What's more, the First Army of the Polish People’s Army, which was formed by the Poles in the Soviet Union, is currently deployed. In the Belarusian First Front Army sequence.

If Rokosovsky does not want to liberate Warsaw as soon as possible, it is impossible, but as a commander of the front army, he cannot make decisions about strategy at all. Moreover, he is very clear that there are no troops under his command. The ability continues to attack, they need to recuperate, and they need to wait for supplies to come up.

At this time, some people in Moscow also questioned Rokosowski’s identity, thinking that as a Polish, he should not continue to serve as the commander of the Belarusian First Front. After all, this front is currently deployed on the front of Warsaw. .

In other words, Rokosovsky is now under pressure from two sources. Of course, his life will not be better.

It's hard to say anything, Victor turned off the subject and said, "You just came here. I just hunted two rabbits in the afternoon. Now we are cleaning up. We can have a few drinks later."

"Really?" Rokosovsky smiled and followed his topic. "The reason why I came here as soon as I arrived in Moscow was that I planned to hunt for something before it got dark... However, In Zavidovo this season, wild boars should be better than rabbits, right?"

"I met one in the afternoon," Victor made a gesture of please, inviting the other person into the yard, and said awkwardly, "It's fat and strong, but my marksmanship is not very good. Moreover, facing this kind of people Guy, I'm a little courageous, so..."

Shrugging, Victor laughed mockingly: "For me, rabbits are easier to hunt."

Rokosovsky chuckled, but didn't laugh at him as a hunting layman.

"I heard that your National Security People's Committee is making new work adjustments. You will no longer be in charge of the work of the Foreign Intelligence Service?" Walking into the yard, he asked a question that he had wanted to know for the past two days.

That's right, the news of the upcoming personnel and work adjustments of the National Security People's Committee has long been spread. This kind of thing is of course a secret to ordinary people, but to military generals of Rokosovsky's level, it is not a secret at all.

In the past two years, the NKVD has been more provocative than the NKVD, because some of the most chilling departments of the NKVD have now been merged into the NKVD, just like a counter-attack. Spy Bureau, Internal Intelligence Bureau.

The most important thing is that this time the work adjustment of the National Security People’s Committee seems to have been adjusted to the Counterintelligence Bureau and the Internal Intelligence Bureau. Both parts will be under the responsibility of Victor. Many people are not clear about this adjustment. Intention, it is inevitable that I will murmur in my heart.

"Yes," Victor didn't think much. He led Rokosovsky into the yard, let him sit down in front of his previous chair, and sent Varenka to prepare a chair for him. Said, “The direction of this war is now clear. The General Staff’s plan is to conquer Berlin before August next year and end this war. With the end of the war, the focus of many tasks will naturally change. The same is true for the National Security People’s Committee."