Chapter 695: The Care of the North (first update, please subscribe)
In Moscow in December, the sky was dark, snowflakes were flying in the sky, and the temperature dropped repeatedly.
Although the snowflakes are falling, Moscow is still full of joy. Posters are posted everywhere on both sides of the street. In front of the cemetery on Red Square, flowers taken out of the greenhouse are placed, and flowers are hung on them. With some snowflakes.
Even on the radio station, "Москва-Чанчунь" composed by Muladjeri was also playing. Although the leaders from the Eastern powers had not yet arrived in Moscow, the air in Moscow was full of enthusiasm at this time. , this is the passion between comrades.
Amidst the exciting and cheerful music, people were reading newspapers and discussing the victory of the peninsula - the seemingly powerful Americans were being chased and beaten by the Eastern powers and were about to be driven away. Out of the northern part of the peninsula.
Such a dazzling victory, let alone ordinary people, even the famous victory symbolizing the peninsula of Marshal Zhu was even more admired after silence.
"They achieved an unimaginable victory!"
Although the "Second Battle" is not over yet, everyone with a discerning eye has already seen it - the defeat of the US military is inevitable .
For a time, in the entire Eastern world, the Eastern powers were the most dazzling stars.
While everyone in Moscow was building up the atmosphere for the arrival of the leaders of the great powers and making various preparations carefully, in the Kremlin, the attention of the loving father was attracted by other things.
He carefully and slowly looked at the documents in front of him, then slowly stood up from the desk and paced around the office.
Then he came to the window and stared at the gray pigeons in the snow. They were hopping around in the Kremlin Square and looking for food in the snow calmly. Pigeons, this can even give people the illusion that pigeons seem to be moving in the snow like stones.
While watching the pigeons, the loving father smoked his pipe. After a long time, he turned around, looked at Beria, and took a few puffs of the pipe to smoke out the remaining tobacco. After finishing, he walked to the table, nodded to the document, and asked:
"So, Nanyang provided the atomic bomb to the British? Is this true? How could they give the atomic bomb to the British?" Leave it to the British? "
Although the meeting in Downing Street has only been a few days ago, Lubyanka has already received extremely detailed information. I have to say... I am simply a funnel.
"It is the design drawings of the atomic bomb and the plutonium production process, and there is even a certain amount of plutonium. This matter is indeed unusual, so we had to verify its reliability in many ways and finally determined that it was true. The UK and Nanyang signed After signing the atomic technology cooperation agreement, they will jointly study atomic bombs, hydrogen bombs and atomic reactors."
The loving father asked again.
"Who provided you with this information, is it reliable?"
The reason why he asked this question again was because the thing seemed to be beyond his imagination.
It’s just incredible.
What kind of country in this world would transfer atomic bomb technology to another country?
Is this country selfless? Or extremely stupid?
In my loving father’s opinion, it must be the latter.
How could you do such a thing if you weren't extremely stupid?
“Completely reliable and has been verified by many parties.”
Beria's answer made the loving father silent for a moment, and he spoke in an incredible tone.
"They are so stupid that they actually told outsiders such a secret... It's really..."
The loving father who was fucked into silence. He took two long puffs of cigarette.
He didn’t even know what to say.
After a long silence, he said.
"Are you stupid?"
Once again, my loving father filled the pipe with tobacco, lit it, and took several puffs in succession.
This matter was beyond his imagination.
“Nanyang has received very generous rewards. The UK will provide 80 million pounds of aid to Nanyang next year, and will provide them with no less than 50 million pounds of aid every year for the next five years. Moreover, they will also enter Malaya - there are many Tang people there, and Nanyang has always hoped to exert their influence there. The guerrillas at that time were our comrades, and they entered Malaya to suppress them. , but..."
Beria explained. "This seems to be the conspiracy of Attlee and others, just to use their hands to suppress our comrades, and then look for opportunities to drive them out when the conflicts between the Tang people and the Malays intensify."
I have to say that in terms of understanding British intelligence, Lubyanka has indeed done something that many countries cannot do. It's basically guaranteed that Downing Street will make a decision today and Lubyanka will know tomorrow.
"This is a typical British approach. Attlee is still a British politician after all."
The loving father sneered.
“So, when dealing with Western countries, you must be careful about their betrayal. They will definitely betray their allies. It is only a matter of time.”
He pulled the document in front of him, browsed it again, and then took a few puffs of cigarette and said:
"So, Nanyang is really a standard capitalist country!"
“Yes.”
Beria said.
“For money, capitalists will sell the rope to hang themselves. Nanyang is a typical example. This is directly related to Li Yian’s background as a businessman.”
Beria's answer made the loving father nod his head with deep approval, and then he said.
"It is true. For this businessman, there is really nothing he does not sell. Except that the things are very expensive, it seems that he is willing to sell everything."
"Yes."
Holding the pipe in his hand, the loving father continued to pace in the office, talking as he walked.
“After learning that Nanyang had atomic bombs, like everyone else, I was extremely shocked. This is almost impossible. How could it be them?”
This is exactly the mentality of most countries - they never expected that Nanyang would become the third country to possess atomic bombs after the United States and Soviet Russia.
It can even be said that before conducting atomic bomb tests in Nanyang, they did not even consider Nanyang. Just like the Lubyanka's watch list, there are Britain, France, and even the Netherlands and Sweden, but there is no Nanyang. .
Nanyang builds atomic bomb?
This is impossible!
But the loud noise from the Pacific Ocean and the insignificant vibration it brought to the earth shocked the whole world. This was not just an unexpected thing, but A contrast in world-changing forces.
"Yes, our comrades there have not received any news. They have done a good job of keeping confidentiality."
"Okay, what happened has happened, so don't think about other issues anymore. Now The important thing is..."
The loving father said as he took a few puffs of cigarette.
“The important thing is how we deal with Nanyang and this typical capitalist country. They can sell us computers for money, and even sell atomic bombs to the United Kingdom for money. You said, Is there anything in this world that they dare not sell? "
Although the "Paris Coordinating Committee" has only been established for a year, it has already made the loving father feel like he is being choked, and even feels like he is suffocating. It feels like, in this situation, such a mercenary guy suddenly appeared. In the eyes of his loving father, there is simply no one more lovable than him.
"You mean, we can break the American blockade through him?"
Beria's eyes lit up and he immediately flattered him and said.
“Haha, this is a great idea. In this way, we can not only break the US blockade, but we may even win over a country on our side in the Western camp.”
Nodding slightly, the loving father said.
"Yes, but we still need to do some work, well... we need a chance, an opportunity to communicate with them."
After smoking his pipe, his loving father looked into the distance.
Opportunity... This opportunity seems to be right in front of you!
(End of this chapter)