Struggle in Soviet Russia

Chapter 304: Agreement

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, the cup in Weiminsky's hand fell to the ground and fell to pieces.

As a major of the National Security People’s Committee and the head of a state-level agency, Weiminsky certainly does not know who Victor is. He not only knows, but has also met Victor twice. Of course, he is not. I saw it alone, but at the plenary meeting of the committee department.

Unlike Victor, Weiminsky couldn’t get in touch with Comrade Stalin. He couldn’t even reach any member of the Politburo. Oh, the most direct manifestation is that he didn’t even see Victor, at least not. Opportunity to meet alone. Therefore, in his concept, Victor is the top figure.

In addition, the National Security People’s Committee is a relatively special department. In the later domestic terms, it is a unit of vertical leadership. Specifically, Victor is equivalent to the minister and secretary of the Ministry of Public Security, while Weiminsky’s status is not the director of the provincial public security department, because above him, there are the heads of the regional departments, that is, The head of the People's Committee of National Security of the Volga Region.

To put it bluntly, Weiminsky's status can be regarded as the director of the municipal public security department. So imagine, if the director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau received a call from the Minister of Public Security, what would he think?

The most important thing is that the National Security People’s Committee is not the same as the domestic public security system. At least the minister of the Ministry of Public Security cannot determine the life or death of a city public security bureau chief. But in the Soviet Union, in the National Security People’s Committee, Victor is It really can decide Weiminsky's life and death.

So, after hearing Victor's name, Weiminsky was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't wait to ask: "Where is the phone?!"

"Your office, Comrade Major," the young assistant hurriedly replied.

Without a word, Weiminsky stepped away from his prosthetic leg, limped but quickly walked out of the cabin, and ran all the way up the stairs.

He ran all the way back to his office and walked in. Weiminsky saw the handset of the black phone on his desk. He rushed over in three steps and two steps, picked up the handset, and put it in his ear. Side, respectfully said: "Hello, Chairman..."

When it comes to this, he has stopped because the busy tone of Didi came from the phone, and it was obvious that the opposite party had already hung up the phone.

Inexplicably, Weiminsky felt a little flustered. He turned to look at the assistant who followed him in and asked, "Why did the phone hang up?"

"Huh?" The assistant was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly said, "Are you impatient to wait? Maybe you will call back later, right?"

Hearing what the assistant said, Weiminsky hurriedly put the receiver back on the phone to prevent the operator from being unable to connect when the other person called again.

Facts have proved that Weiminsky's worry is very necessary, because he just hung up the phone, the phone rang.

Without answering the phone the first time, Weiminsky stood by the desk and took a deep breath, and subconsciously adjusted the military uniform on his body, but did not realize that Victor could not tell whether his appearance was on the phone. Regular.

After making some preparations, Weiminsky reached out and took the receiver. Sure enough, a deep voice came from the other side of the receiver: "This is Viktor Viktorovich Tarasev. May I ask Comrade Major Weiminsky." Are you back?"

"Hello, Comrade Chairman, I am Weiminsky," Weiminsky's voice trembled slightly.

The young assistant was watching eagerly, and he was also curious as to why Victor called, and he still called in person. According to past practice, if Moscow has any order, it should be the responsibility of their superior department to convey it, and even if Moscow personally contacts, it will not be the chairman personally, but this time...

It's a pity that the voice on the phone was a bit vague, and the assistant couldn't hear what was being said. He could only hear Weiminsky's reply.

He saw that Weiminsky was silent after introducing himself. About half a minute later, his face turned red and said: "I am very willing to serve you, Comrade Chairman... Okay. , Ok... please wait a moment, let me record..."

After that, the assistant saw Weiminsky quickly took a sticky note and wrote a person's name on it with a pen. It should be a woman's name.

"Okay, please rest assured, Comrade Chairman, I will arrange this immediately, and I will give you an answer tomorrow morning at the latest," Weiminsky said respectfully, "When the time comes, I can directly ask Do you report the progress of your work?"

"Okay, okay," perhaps because of an affirmative answer, Weiminsky's face became even redder, and the assistant even noticed that a fleshy bump on his right cheek was purple.

This conversation was not long, less than two minutes before and after. When the phone was put down, Weiminsky even stood there in a daze.

"Comrade Major, Comrade Chairman is calling, is there any task for us to complete?" Unable to restrain his curiosity, the assistant asked cautiously on the side.

Weiminsky returned to his senses. He glanced at his assistant, then coughed twice, and said, "It's not a job task. Comrade Chairman has some private affairs and hopes to get our help."

"Oh?" A trace of stunner appeared on the assistant's face. He wondered if there was anything such a big man needed their help.

"Comrade Chairman has an old friend who lost contact during the war," Weiminsky picked up a pack of cigarettes on the table, lit one for himself, and said in a somewhat complacent tone. "Now, Comrade Chairman I got some news that his old friend seems to be in Kameishin, so..."

Speaking of this, he stopped, then replied: "You go and contact Captain Sorokov and let him..."

What he said paused again. Weiminsky looked at the memo on the table and changed his words and said, "No, I have to go personally for this. Let the driver prepare the car immediately, and we will go. Camyshin."

Moscow, inside the villa along the boulevard.

Victor put the receiver of the phone back, leaned back, leaned into the soft backrest of the sofa, and sighed lightly.

He knew that this call was made by him personally, and the opposite Major Weiminsky would pay more attention to it. Changing a person's call may not have such a good effect. This is the normal state of the officialdom, no surprise. of.

That’s right, the person Victor is looking for is Anrina, the woman who has been with him since the beginning of his rebirth, and the only woman in his heart who has guilt. I got news from this woman again.

According to the information provided by Fitin, Anrina has not had a good time in the past two years. Although Victor erased her family's files, the war has caused the most damage.

In the past two years of war, Anrina’s family has always been displaced. Her young brother died of illness in this displacement. Her father, the cowardly man, fought in the battle of Kharkov. Zhong was forcibly conscripted into the army and eventually captured by the Germans. His life and death are still unknown.

The most touching thing is that Anrina’s brother Vavila, the restless young man really joined the Ukrainian nationalist guerrillas, first helping the Germans fight in the southern part of Kiev, and later, because of dissatisfaction with the German policies. , Returned to the jungle to fight guerrillas, but this time cooperated with the Soviet guerrillas to attack the Germans together.

At the end of last year, the Germans launched a large-scale clearance operation against the guerrillas in Ukraine. The guerrillas where Vavira was annihilated by the Germans. He himself and the seven captured members were all buried alive by the Germans. NS.

I have to admit that no matter what the relationship between them is, Feijing really spent much effort on this matter, otherwise, he would not be able to get the specific situation of Vavila, the difficulty here is not ordinary.

To some extent, what happened to the Anlena family is an example of an ordinary family being brutally destroyed in the war. In the face of war, an ordinary person is powerless.

Fortunately, Anrina is now calm. After the Battle of Kursk, she settled in Kamyshin with her mother and young sister. Kamyshin’s reconstruction committee arranged work for her and her mother. , And arranged a place for them.

To be honest, Victor doesn’t know if Anrina wants to reappear and interfere with her current peaceful life, but he still wants to try, at least, to arrange a better life for this woman. He has this now. Ability, and can do it easily.

"Go take a shower, otherwise, the water should be cold again," Nino's voice sounded in his ears.

Victor returned to his senses, turned to look at the other's charming little face, nodded and smiled, when he was about to get up, the phone on the table suddenly rang.

Victor did not reach for the phone, but Nino reached out and took the phone. After a while, she handed the phone to Victor and whispered: "It's Comrade Malinkov."

Nodding, Victor sat up straight, took the phone receiver, and brought it to his ear.

As expected, Comrade Malinkov made the call. He didn't say anything. He only said that he heard that Victor had returned to Moscow, so he called to greet him and asked him if he had any arrangements for the evening.

Victor did not hide it, and directly told the other party that Comrade Stalin had made arrangements. Tonight, he, Serbakov and Xiadenko would be called for a meeting. This meeting may be held very late.

Comrade Malinkov has no problem with what meetings he will hold. He just regretted that he would let him go another day.

Victor tentatively suggested that if Malinkov had a late rest, he could go to him after the meeting.

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