Struggle in Soviet Russia

The area of ​​the office is far not as big as Victor had imagined before. Standing at the door, you can see this office of less than fifty square meters in a comprehensive view.

However, at this time Victor didn't have the intention to look around. He saw the big desk facing the door at first glance, as well as the person sitting behind the table with black-rimmed eyes on his face. At this moment, this person is sitting quietly behind the desk, between the index finger and **** of his left hand, there is a piece of cigarette that is about to burn out, holding a black pen in his right hand, he is leaning over the table and looking at a copy. document.

Victor naturally knew that this person was Comrade Beria, the people's commissar of the NKVD, and at the same time, he was the only person in the entire NKVD who had the same rank as the marshal.

Although the other party was looking down at the document, not looking at him at all, Victor stood upright at the door and gave a neat military salute to the other party.

He had just finished the salute and had not put his hand down. Comrade Beria behind the table had already raised his head and saw Victor saluting. He smiled, raised his right hand and pointed to the opposite sofa, and said, "Sit down." , Comrade Major Victor."

"Yes," Victor replied, and walked quickly to the front of the sofa, took off his military cap first, and then bent down to sit down.

"Is the way back going well?" After he sat down, Comrade Beria put down the pen in his hand, rubbed his hands together, and asked with a smile. His attitude looked very kind, not like the legendary one. So serious.

"It's going well. Although there was a German airstrike, the train didn't suffer much damage," Victor replied seriously.

"Yes, the German airstrike is a trouble for everyone," Beria took off his glasses with both hands, and massaged the temples on both sides of his head with his index fingers. "But we are now There is no good way to solve it for the time being."

Victor nodded. There is no interface. He also knows that the rear is working overtime to produce fighter jets, but the problem lies in two aspects: First, the many aircraft manufacturers retreating to the west of the Ural Mountains have just completed assembly, and mass production will take time. , Second, what is lacking now is not only airplanes, but also well-trained pilots.

"The defensive warfare of the Hermosti River is well commanded," Beria didn't say much on this issue. He said with a smile, "I won the honor for our NKVD. You know, this time. Since then, the General Staff has been asking us to hand over all the internal guards to them for distribution and command, and mocked us for not having the ability to command operations at all, except for catching some thieves. Now, the attitude of those guys is finally the same. Converged a bit."

"I just did what I was supposed to do, comrade committee," Victor said modestly.

"Yes, that's what you should do, and everyone should do it, but doing it is one thing, doing it well is another thing," Beria got up from behind the table. He walked straight to the sofa next to Victor and sat down and said with a smile, "And you not only did it, but you did a good job. This is where you should be commended and honored."

"Thank you, comrade committee," Victor could only thank.

"I heard that you were injured when you were in the Hermosti River, how are you now?" Beria took a look at him, then asked again.

"I have almost recovered," Victor said hurriedly. "There was no serious injury, so it's almost better to rest for a while."

Beria nodded, and then asked: "So, are you interested in accepting some more challenging tasks?"

Is there any discussion about this kind of thing? Victor murmured to himself, but said, "Yes!"

"Very good," Beria said with satisfaction, "Comrade Ivan Alexandrovich will talk to you personally about the specific work arrangements. Here, I can reveal some information to you." "

Victor sat upright and looked humbly taught, waiting for the other party to continue speaking.

But Beria did not directly tell him the content of the task. Instead, he got up and went back to the desk, took a document from the desk, and handed it to Victor. An order issued."

Victor stood up, took the file with both hands, and then sat down to look through it carefully.

The entire document is not long, only two short pages. The main content of the document is to ask the People’s Committee of the Interior to focus on civilian police, firefighters, traffic police and other groups to form eight to ten divisions and hand them over to the base camp. Go to the reserve team.

The formation of these troops requires the implementation of propaganda, agitation, and political mobilization. The enlisted soldiers are mainly voluntary and receive two to three months of regular military training.

In addition, the People's Committee of National Defense also requires the People's Committee of the Interior to set up a number of soldier shelters in accordance with the needs of the specific situation within the scope of all fronts of the army, specifically to accommodate and gather soldiers who have fled or retreated from the front. These shelters will not only gather the deserters, but also reorganize them. At the same time, during the reorganization process, political censorship of these soldiers will be carried out.

Undoubtedly, since the content of political censorship is involved, it is not enough to rely solely on the army to do this work. Therefore, the NKVD needs to be involved. In the end, under the advice of the General Staff, this work was completely handed over. The People’s Committee of the Interior.

"Considering that you are now in charge of the establishment of the internal affairs representative system of the 16th Army, after discussion by the committee, it was decided to arrange you to go to the Western Front and be responsible for the work of the soldiers' shelters of the Western Front." Seeing that he seemed to have finished watching, Beria said "You have to understand one thing, that is the content of this work, not only to gather the soldiers who flee, and not only to identify their identities, you also have to bear the security work behind the front."

Speaking of this, Beria took out a pack of cigarettes, handed one to Victor, and ordered another one for himself, before continuing: "Since the outbreak of the war, behind our front, German spies and infiltrations The activities of personnel, traitors, and separatists are rampant. Their various sabotage activities have brought great difficulties to our frontline forces, especially in logistics and transportation."

Victor nodded repeatedly. He knew all these things. During his time in Vyazma, the railway from the rear to the front was damaged several times. Only a few of these sabotage activities were carried out by the Germans. The infiltrators made most of them, and most of them were made by the separatists.

"You can mobilize personnel from the existing internal guards and form fifteen to 20 internal guards in the Western Front to support this work," Beria said, smoking a cigarette. "In addition, the committee will You provide two on-board radio guides and rangefinders to help you better accomplish this task. If there are any other needs, you can also put them forward, and the committee will go all out to support you."

"Guaranteed to complete the task, Comrade Committee!" Victor felt a little regretful in his heart. He was looking forward to working in Moscow, but in the end he had to return to the front line. Now it seems that this is his fate.

"Well, that's all I need to tell you," Beria said with a smile. "Comrade Major Victor Victorovich, I hope you can bring us more good news while ensuring safety."

"I will work hard, Comrade Committee!" Victor stood up and said loudly.

"Now, where are you going to Ivan, he still has some details to talk to you," Beria also stood up and stretched out his hand to him, while saying.

Victor shook hands with him, put on his military cap, gave another military salute, and turned to leave.

"Ah, yes," he had only taken two steps, and Beria stopped him again.

"Ivan told me that you don't have a place to live in Moscow," Beria walked back to his desk, took out a note from the drawer, walked quickly to Victor, and said, "Haha This is not the treatment that heroes should enjoy, so I contacted the Moscow City Committee for you and asked them to arrange a place for you. In this way, you can have a place to stay when you return to Moscow in the future."

Victor took the note and said loudly, "Thank you, Comrade Committee member."

"Go," Beria said with a smile, waving his hand.

Coming out of Beria's office, Major Dannick was still waiting not far from the door. When he saw Victor go out, he winked at him, meaning that he would follow him.

Taking advantage of the opportunity of Major Dannick turning around, Victor glanced quickly at the note in his hand, only to find that there was no address on it, only a "213" label, and beside this label, a stamp of the Moscow City Committee was also deducted. Victor understands that he needs to take this note to Moscow's "Committee of Housing, Public Utilities, and Urban Career", where the staff will arrange for him a corresponding residence according to the number.

On the way to Serov’s office, Victor’s mind was still thinking about the meeting with Beria. He felt that the legendary "devil" did not seem to be terrifying. On the contrary, his attitude towards people and things was Very kind, and the smile on his face looked very sincere.

Of course, there are always many things that are inconsistent with reality. This is not surprising, but Victor’s impression of Beria’s "kind" is also biased. After all, Comrade Beria is definitely not a kind person. . The reason why he was so kind in front of Victor was because Victor was able to do things and was outstanding. To some extent, Comrade Beria and Comrade Stalin have many similarities, and they both like their subordinates with outstanding ability.