Struggle in Soviet Russia

Khurst, the building of the Ukrainian National Committee of Zakarpatnam.

Accompanied by Comrade Merkulov, Victor walked into the prison on the first floor of the basement.

This so-called prison was converted from an underground air-raid shelter. As for the so-called air-raid shelter, it was built temporarily by the Germans during the war, so it looks very simple, with a low ceiling and narrow corridors. Walking inside will give people a kind of dampness. Feeling stuffy.

Even in a place with such bad conditions and still underground, Comrade Merkulov has arranged a large number of guards. He is afraid that Ivan Dichuk, who is finally caught, will escape from his hands. .

The reverberation of the leather shoes stepping on the ground stopped in front of a heavy iron door without a small window. Comrade Merkulov made a gesture to the two soldiers of the inner guard standing at the door, beckoning them to open the door. , Then turned sideways slightly, and said to Victor who was following: "This guy has a very stiff mouth. In the past two days, our people have interrogated him how many times, and the methods have been used a lot, but He never opened his mouth."

Victor nodded. He knew very well that there were indeed many diehards in the Ukrainian rebels, and it was not easy to pry open the mouths of these people. Of course, such people are always only a minority. According to Victor, there is a limit to the pain a person can endure. Once the penalty imposed on the target exceeds this endurable limit during the execution, the target will faint. , I will speak if I want.

In addition, Victor didn't care if Ivan Dicchuk would speak, and he never thought that it would be unrealistic to catch someone like Stepan Bandera based on this person's confession.

After all, a person like Ivan Dichuk is different from Stepan Bandera. The former is just a leader of the resistance army. His background is very simple, and there is no external force to support him. But Stepan Bandera is different. This guy’s background is very complicated. Behind him, there are a large number of foreign forces to provide him with support. He can choose to escape from the alliance and live in a crisis situation. Britain or the United States and other countries, the alliance does not have a good solution for him.

Since Ivan Dicchuk can’t help the league catch bigger fish, his value is much smaller. For now, this guy’s value is only one, and that’s being used for media promotion. Once this guy The spread of the news of being captured alive will be a heavy blow to the Ukrainian rebels, especially the Ukrainian rebels in the Eastern Kharpat.

With the creaking sound of the iron friction, the heavy iron door was slowly opened by the two inner guard soldiers. Almost as soon as the iron door was opened, Victor smelled a strong **** smell. This sting The smell of the nose is tangible, rushing to the face, and it is vomiting.

Soon, the iron door was completely opened, revealing a small room inside, and in the direction of the door, near the wall, a man covered in blood was fixed in a large font to two round logs. On the bar.

Seeing this guy who could hardly find any good meat all over, Victor couldn't help frowning. Then, he touched his pocket, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, and gently concealed it in front of his nose, before he stepped into the room. .

At the moment when he stepped into the room, Victor's mind showed some spy war dramas from his previous life for no reason. He felt that at this time, he seemed to be like the bad guys of those spy war dramas. It turned out that this world Not only do evil people need torture methods, but good people also need them. Means are always means. There is no good or evil in their own right. The key depends on where they are used.

When he walked to the prisoner who had apparently passed out, Victor looked at the torture rack next to him. In a white porcelain tray, there was a row of **** guys. He picked a handful of things that he didn't seem to have used. Clean the pliers, pinch them with three fingers, put them on the prisoner's chin, and press slightly to lift the opponent's chin.

The prisoner was completely in a coma, and there was no movement at all, but his face was already covered with dried blood, plus a series of shocking scars, he couldn't see his original appearance at all.

Shaking his hand and throwing the pliers back into the tray, Victor covered his nose again, turned his head and said to Merkulov: "Let someone clean his face."

"Okay," Merkulov nodded, then turned around and gestured to the two soldiers at the door.

Victor came to Hust this time to verify Ivan Dicchuk. He needs to determine whether the NKVD has caught the wrong person, and then submit a copy to the NKVD and Comrade Stalin. Report, report on their achievements in Western Ukraine.

After a while, a soldier carrying a bucket walked in from outside. He walked straight to Dicchuk's side, raised the bucket of water to his face, and poured it all over the head of the unconscious guy. Using a dirty towel, wiped Dicchuk's face almost roughly.

The unconscious Dicchuk let out a groan, and his whole body slowly regained consciousness. However, his consciousness was obviously not sober, and his whole body was still violently swaying, and he didn't know if it was cold or painful.

Victor took a closer look, and yes, even though this person's face was almost destroyed, he could still see a rough outline, which was similar to the photo of Dicchuk he had previously grasped.

Seeing this guy had awakened, Victor gave a dry cough, and was about to ask him what to order, but he heard an indescribable sound from the guy's lower body, and then, a stench came on his face.

Two steps back hurriedly, avoiding the cesspit-like stench, Victor didn't bother to ask any more questions, he gestured to Merkulov and exited the door first.

Seeing him leave the interrogation room, Merkulov naturally wouldn't stay. He followed out the door, and the first thing he did was to ask the soldiers to lock the iron door again.

"If you can pry open his mouth, I still have to ask something as much as possible." Outside the iron gate, Victor took a deep breath, and said, "Furthermore, the reply received in Moscow. Before arriving, we must ensure that he is still alive."

"Of course, I'll pay attention to these," Merkulov nodded hastily.

"Being able to capture Ivan Dicchuk is a good start for our work," Victor smiled, and reached out to the acting head of the secret police in front of him, and said, "At least, we can give the defense people It’s a fair explanation from the Committee. Of course, in the next step, we still have to concentrate our efforts to catch Kalpenko. This matter is not only being watched by the People’s Committee of National Defense, but Comrade Stalin is also always paying attention. write."

After a pause, he sighed and said: "Now, the time limit given is getting shorter and shorter, and we can't relax."

Merkulov nodded in agreement, and said, "Yes, I..."

As soon as he said this, there was a sudden sound of rapid footsteps at the other end of the corridor. After two or three breaths, a female soldier in the uniform of the NKVD rushed over and said loudly: "Comrade Committee, Western Ukraine Urgent call from the Border Guard! Our people captured the bandit leader Dmitro Kalpenko in the marginal area of ​​the Propiyati River swamp north of Ljubiazi."

Merkulov and Victor looked at each other and asked almost in unison: "What did you say?!"

Ljubiazy, on the shore of Lake Ljubiazi, the edge of the swamp near the entrance of the Pripyat River.

Second Lieutenant Mikra Naknechey was standing under a crooked alder tree with a sullen face holding a cigarette, his eyes gloomily at the two young men squatting on the ground not far away.

On the edge of the marsh not far away, the border guard soldiers who followed him into the woodland to chase were whispering happily. The middle-aged man who should be Kalpenko was tied into a zongzi at this time. Soldiers watched.

Carp his own soldiers to capture Kalpenko, but Lieutenant Mikra is not very happy at this time. He took his soldiers to trek in the jungle for nearly two hours, and finally caught up with the target he wanted to capture on the edge of this swamp. The problem is that when they saw Kalpenko, this The guy wanted by Moscow has been **** like this, and the guys who tied him are the two young men squatting on the ground.

The two young men are also under Kalpenko, but they have joined the Ukrainian rebels for a shorter period of time. In the past period of time, they have long wanted to abandon the dark and cast out, but they have not found a chance-of course, this is also them. I said it myself.

Today, they did it because the guys who were truly loyal to Kalpenko were dead, or they had escaped. Kalpenko was the only two of them by his side, so... they wanted to take Mikra The ensign's credit was taken away.

Yes, at least in the eyes of Lieutenant Mikra, these two guys are playing this abacus.

Under Lieutenant Mikra's hands, there were only three non-commissioned officers, two of whom were sergeants and one corporal. At this moment, these three non-commissioned officers were by his side.

The soldiers didn’t know much, and they didn’t have much ambition, but Lieutenant Mikra and the three non-commissioned officers under him knew very well. After a fierce battle, the capture of Kalpenko was so different.

There are no outsiders in this woodland, and they don't have to worry about any news leaking out. Therefore, the non-commissioned officers are waiting for Comrade Ensign to make up their minds.