Chapter 401 Moscow Fall (9)
Click!
The bright light was directly projected on the curtain, and the slides were opened, and more than a dozen senior personnel of the Red Bank were concentrated in a conference room.
Yulia stood at the front with a baton.
"The Volga Metal Smelting Plant, the largest heavy industrial production area in the western region, had 5,000 employees at its peak. However, it was later abandoned due to resource issues, leaving a large number of factories."
"During the Patriotic War, the entire factory area was fortunate, and there were bunkers and underground channels. If a group was placed inside, there were not tens of thousands of people who could not attack."
"Now Khrushchev is inside, and there is a guard of about a thousand people supporting him. Recently, there is intelligence that he is looking for an opportunity to leave the Soviet area."
After speaking, Yulia retreated to the side and gave it to He Chi.
"Mi Gaoyang promised to copy the technical drawings including MiG 21 to us, but set the place of transfer to the Volga metal smelter. Do you think this would be a coincidence?" He Chi stood in front of him and looked at the crowd in front of him. Essence
"It's not very similar." Christine turned a pencil in his hand and looked at the building on the curtain and said, "Migo Gaoyang is guiding us to approach Khrushchev, which is more like a test."
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"Try? Try to us? Why?" Margaret on the side played the role of stupid students.
"Because He's performance this time was too exaggerated. He is not sure of the energy of red mercury, and he cannot grasp a position to communicate with us in the future." Christine continued to explain
"Although it is not stated explicitly, if we let Khrushchev, who is preparing to abscond, escape from under our noses, this will send a signal - the red mercury is just mediocre, and it is not yet capable of making waves anywhere."
"If so, Mi Gaoyang will lose awe. Although it may not regret it, it will definitely be unfavorable to our future work."
Finally, the French girl looked at He Chi, "So, what about your opinions? Do you want the Soviets to catch Khrushchev back?"
Without thinking for too long, He Chi came to the conclusion, "Catch! Not only must we catch him, but we must do it cleanly and neatly. Treat this operation as a large-scale exercise and let all personnel participate."
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere in the entire conference room was different. The composition of Red Mercury was very complex, including intelligence agents and combatants from more than a dozen countries. The organization had been around for nearly a decade, but there had been little real large-scale military action.
This time He Chi planned to pull everyone out, and many people were eager to try.
"OK! Now the opinions are unified, let's talk about the details in the next step, Mr. Gu Drian, how many people can your soldiers go this time."
The thin-haired former German commander hesitated for a moment, then said after careful consideration, "Hey, my soldiers are all armored soldiers. It seems inappropriate to use them directly as field troops."
"Of course, your soldiers are attacked as armored soldiers. According to information, we found some gadgets in the nearby museum ..."
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Moscow, Kremlin, fierce rights struggle have come to an end, and the Soviet political heart has restored the surface calm.
Cruglov was like a next time when he stepped into it again.
In just two months, he witnessed the demise of the two Soviet giants. Whether it is Beria who has become the past tense, or Khrushchev who is about to become the past tense, they were once high-ranking figures who needed to be looked up to, but now they have met a miserable end.
These reminded him again, cautious, cautious, and cautious.
Even if you are going to be the real leader of the newly formed KGB, you must not forget it. The first few people will learn from the car.
The regular inspection, under the leadership of the secretary, slowly moved towards a very simple office. Cruglov knocked on the door of Migaoyang's office in person.
"Comrade Mikoyan, can I come in?" Kruglov said in a very humble tone. The spy leader knew his position very well. He came over halfway and now he needs to correct his attitude.
"Come in quickly, Comrade Kruglov, there is no one else here, you don't need to be so reserved." Mikoyan's smile made people feel like a spring breeze. He personally brought a chair for Kruglov to sit down, without any first impression. Secretary's shelf.
Of course, no one would really take this kind of kindness seriously.
"Comrade Cruglov, what's the situation over there?" Mi Gaoyang asked, and personally gave Crugglov a cup of tea.
"I am going to report to you, about ..." Cruglov was flattered and stood up in a hurry.
"Please sit down and say, I am not Comrade Stalin, so I don’t have to look like this."
The speaker is unintentional, but the listener is intentional. Kruglov knows that the upper management has recently been defining the historical status of the previous iron and loving father. Since Mikoyan took the lead in redressing some unjust, false and wrong cases, some people how to position the merits and demerits of the loving father. Confusion arose.
Although it seems that there are no big differences in this regard, it is not easy to speculate if Mi Gaoyang's heart is not good.
"Okay, Comrade Cruglov, talk about it, how about that guy?"
Although he didn't say it explicitly, Kruglov knew exactly who "those guys" were referring to.
There is no mistake in every song, one post, one content, one 6 one, one book, one book, take a look!
Red mercury!
He answered cautiously, "It's strange. They have been silent recently without making any requirements to us."
"Didn't ask for anything? Didn't they go to the Volga Metallurgical Plant?" At this time, Mikoyan was worried that the other party did not understand what he meant.
"No, they should go. The contact was interrupted 20 kilometers away from the metallurgical plant. They are senior agents. It would be easy for them to get rid of us deliberately."
"What do you think? Comrade Cruglov, I need your opinion."
"It's hard to say. It stands to reason that the Volga Metallurgical Plant can only be invaded by using large-scale heavy weapons. They don't seem to have this condition."
Jingle bell bell! ! ! Jingle bell bell! ! !
The phone on the desk suddenly rang rapidly. Mikoyan picked up the receiver on the table and put it down again a few minutes later.
"Comrade Cruglov, immediately contact Marshal Zhukov and send a group of observer to the vicinity of the Metallurgical Factory of Volga. Do not participate, do not interfere, just observe quietly outside, understand?
"Comrade Migao, what do you mean?"
"Well, they probably have to do it."
It was reported on the phone that a serious theft occurred at the Stalingrad Battle Museum under construction, and a batch of tanks originally intended for display were lost. The most worrying thing is that the weapons equipped with most of these equipment have not been removed.
(End of chapter)