After Zhukov said a few more words, he suddenly asked: "Misha, when I go back to Moscow, will you go back with me?" "Of course, Comrade Marshal." To Zhukov's question, Sokov answered without hesitation.
Said: "Wherever you go, I will go. In my mind, you are not only my superior, but also trustworthy."
Elder, you are worth following me all the time." Sokov's answer made Zhukov smile with relief on his face. After nodding slightly, he said to Sokov: "Misha, I also think you are a trustworthy person.
Man, before we leave Berlin, I
Take you to meet someone."
Hearing what Zhukov said, Sokov instinctively asked: "Who?"
Zhukov smiled slightly and then said: "You will know when you see him."
When Zhukov led Sokov out of his office, the adjutant immediately came up to him and asked respectfully: "Comrade Marshal, where do you plan to go?"
"I'm going to take Misha to see that man," Zhukov said to his adjutant: "You come with us."
"Who?" the adjutant asked instinctively, and then, perhaps understanding who Zhukov was talking about, he quickly stood at attention, straightened his back and said, "It's Comrade Marshal!"
The three people walked out of the office and met many officers and clerks along the way. Everyone quickly stepped aside, leaned their backs against the wall, and saluted Zhukov. After arriving on the first floor, the adjutant who led the way did not walk out of the building.
Instead, he walked towards a corner. When Sokov saw there were steps leading down, he realized that the place he was going to was the basement here, and he quickly quickened his pace.
Followed.
At the end of the steps was a large, closed iron door. The adjutant came to the door, stopped, and knocked on the door several times. Soon, a small window on the door opened, and a human face appeared from inside. He looked at
After looking outside, I saw clearly the adjutant and Zhukov standing outside, and hurriedly closed the small window, and then the closed iron door opened.
As soon as the door opened, the adjutant stepped aside and made a gesture of invitation. Zhukov clasped his hands behind his back and walked in expressionlessly. After Sokov followed him in, he saw a long corridor inside the door.
,have
Several soldiers with loaded guns and ammunition were standing upright with their backs against the wall, paying attention to Zhukov and others.
On both sides of the corridor, there were rooms next to each other. Since the doors were closed, Sokov had no way of knowing what was in the rooms.
At the end of the corridor, there was another large, closed iron door. This time, the adjutant came forward to knock on the door. The people inside opened the small window on the door. After seeing the people outside clearly, they immediately opened the iron door and let the three people in.
There is still a long corridor behind the door. There is a long table next to the door. There are several submachine guns on the table. The owner of the gun is standing aside and paying attention to Zhukov. The adjutant stops.
, ask him
The officer: "Second Lieutenant, how is that man doing today?"
"Report to the adjutant, comrade," the officer said respectfully: "I checked every hour and found that he has been sleeping today."
The adjutant ordered: "Lead the way!"
The officer agreed and took the lead to walk towards the other end of the corridor. At this moment, Sokov was thinking about who the person detained in such a heavily guarded basement could be. Judging from the importance Zhukov attached to it, this person's identity must be very unknown.
Simple, isn't the mustache dead? The officers
What was burned was only the body of the double, but the real Mustache was imprisoned in this basement that never saw the light of day?
When everyone stopped in front of the iron door at the end of the corridor, Sokov's heart was filled with anticipation. He eagerly wanted to know who the person imprisoned in the room was.
The officer opened the small window on the iron door, took a look inside, and immediately stepped aside. At the same time, he reported to the adjutant: "Comrade adjutant, he is sleeping."
Zhukov walked to the door, looked inside for a moment, then turned to Sokov and said: "Misha, come and take a look!"
Sokov did not dare to neglect, and quickly took two steps forward, leaned towards the small window and looked inside.
The lights were on in the room, and everything could be seen clearly. On a single iron bed placed against the wall, a man in a black suit lay. He seemed to hear the movement at the door, and sat up slowly.
Rubbing his eyes, he raised his head and looked in the direction of the door, just in time with
Sokov's eyes met.
After Sokov saw clearly that this person was not a mustache, he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. However, he felt that this person looked familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.
"Comrade Marshal," Sokov turned to Zhukov and asked curiously: "Who is he? Why does he look kind-hearted?"
Zhukov did not answer Sokov's question, but asked instead: "Guess who he is?" He pointed to the ceiling with his hand and said, "It's the big shot up there." Sokov's mind was racing.
After thinking about it carefully, who could be the big shot above? After he came to this era, the big shots he knew were either generals or marshals. The only non-soldier was the People's Commissar for Foreign Affairs Moro
Tov, but the person in the room was obviously not him. In addition, Ustinov from the Weapons and Equipment Department, although he also had a military rank, was wearing civilian clothes every time I saw him, so it was obviously not him.
"I'm sorry, Comrade Marshal, I couldn't guess." Sokov smiled bitterly, shook his head, and said, "I just think he's a bit kind, but I can't remember where I've seen him before." "I think I'll let you guess who this person is.
When that happens, the first thing you think of must be Molotov and Ustinov." Like a roundworm in Sokov's belly, Zhukov guessed what Sokov was thinking: "I tell you
Let me tell you, it’s definitely not them.”
"Then can you tell me who is locked inside?" Sokov asked cautiously.
Zhukov waved to the officer and signaled him to leave, then raised his chin to his adjutant and motioned for him to tell Sokov the answer: "Adjutant, tell Misha, who is the person locked inside?" See the adjutant.
The general nodded, and then said to Sokov: "General Sokov, the person locked inside is Truman." Just when Sokov's jaw almost hit the ground in shock, he added: "Precisely.
Say, it's us
The substitute we trained, we plan to use him to replace the real Truman when the time is right." Even if a ball lightning exploded next to Sokov at this moment, I'm afraid it wouldn't be as shocking as the news the adjutant told him. After that,
After a long time, Sokov woke up from the shock and said with a trembling voice: "Marshal
Comrade, if I understand correctly, the people detained here are the fake presidents we are preparing to use to replace Truman?" "Yes, your understanding is correct." Zhukov continued: "This is what we have spent half a year on.
A substitute cultivated over time, he watches various videos about Truman every day and imitates Truman in every aspect. We originally planned to take advantage of Truman's visit to the US-controlled areas in November to find a suitable time to swap the two.
, our people will replace Truman. Unexpectedly, Truman’s visit plan was cancelled, and the plans we made were
The generation plan had to be terminated." When Sokov heard what Zhukov said, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. He knew in his heart that this was a shocking secret. Now that he knew it, would it bring unnecessary trouble to him?
Trouble? He trembled
Question: "Comrade Marshal, I'm afraid I don't have the authority to know about this top-secret matter. Now that I know about it, what are you going to do with me?"
Unexpectedly, Zhukov laughed when he saw Sokov's embarrassed look: "Misha, don't worry. Although you know such a confidential matter, I believe you will keep it secret."
"Of course, of course." Sokov wiped the sweat from his forehead with his hand and replied with a wry smile: "I will definitely keep this secret."
"Misha, the reason why I brought you to see him today is because with your help, our secret plan was not leaked."
Zhukov's words confused Sokov, and he asked puzzledly: "Comrade Marshal, I don't know anything about this plan, so how can I help you?"
"Have you forgotten the murder that happened in Nuremberg?" Zhukov said with a smile: "It was precisely because you solved the case and caught the agents who stole the intelligence that we ensured that our plan did not fall into the hands of the Americans."
Sokov immediately thought of why Sokolovsky would acquiesce to his proposal after arresting the agent, execute the American agent directly, and then kill everyone who had access to top-secret documents the next day.
straight
I was taken back to Berlin because I was worried that the secret of the secret plan would be leaked.
Wanting to understand this, Sokov carefully asked Zhukov: "Then General Sokolovsky's adjutant and another female translator, where are they now?"
"They have been sent back to the country." Zhukov said expressionlessly: "Because they have been exposed to secrets, they may be arranged to stay in those isolated cities for a few years, and then they will be released when the time is right."
Sokov felt lucky in his heart. Fortunately, he did not look at what was written in the document out of curiosity. Otherwise, he might be sent to a certain place like Sokolovsky's adjutant.
A military-industrial city isolated from the world. Although Zhukov said that he might be released in a few years, Sokov knew in his heart that once such a top-secret plan was leaked, it would cause turmoil in the world, even if the insiders were not silenced
,also
will be detained indefinitely.
"Let's go," Zhukov said to Sokov: "There are some things that cannot be said here. Let's go back to the office first."
After returning to the office, when Sokov saw that he and Zhukov were alone in the room, he tentatively asked: "Comrade Marshal, I know this big secret, is it really going to be okay?" "I said it's okay.
It's okay, don't worry." Zhukov continued: "According to the original plan, Agelina will help this person enter the US-controlled area, and during Truman's visit, he will
Replace Truman." Sokov pinched his chin with his right hand, thinking in his mind that he had read a novel written by a British man in his later life, which said that in order to control the United States, the Soviet Union secretly cultivated a substitute for the president and planned to
The time was right to replace the real president. But before performing the mission, the substitute chose to betray for a special reason, causing the plan to fail. He clearly remembered that the person in charge of the plan was mentioned in the book as Chuikov
, because he did not know much about the senior generals of the Soviet Union at that time, he even thought that Chuikov was Zhukov, but the translator wrote the name wrong when translating the novel. "Misha, now this plan of stealing the sky and changing the day has been cancelled." Zhukov looked at Suokov.
Koff asked: "So Agelina no longer has to go to Bavaria to perform special missions, how are you going to arrange her next? Let her
Return to Moscow with you, or let her stay in Berlin?"
Sokov didn't expect that Zhukov would ask this question. For a moment, his mind went blank and he didn't know how to answer the other party. Zhukov saw Sokov's embarrassment and took the initiative to say: "It is definitely unrealistic to ask her to follow you back to Moscow.
, if Asia knew what happened between you, she would be furious, so I think the best thing to do is
The only way is to let her stay in Berlin. After all, she has now joined the translation team, and it is obviously more appropriate to stay in Berlin." "Comrade Marshal, you are right." Sokov felt that Zhukov's arrangement was very reasonable, so he agreed.
He started to say: "I will do as you said. When I return to Moscow, let Agelina stay in the translation team in Berlin to continue.
Keep working."
"One more thing." Zhukov continued.
"What's the matter?" Sokov asked. "Originally, General Sokolovsky and I had discussed that when Patton invited you to meet, we would provide him with false information." Zhukov looked at Sokov and asked.
Said: "But during the time you stayed in Nuremberg, Patton was late
I haven't sent you an invitation for a long time, do you know what's going on?" Sokov pinched his chin with his right hand, thinking in his mind that he had read a novel written by a British man in his later life, saying that the Soviet Union wanted to control the United States.
, secretly trained a stand-in for the president, intending to replace the real president at the right time. However, before performing the mission, the stand-in chose to betray for a special reason, causing the plan to fail. He clearly remembered,
The book mentions that the person responsible for this plan is Chuikov
, because he did not know much about the senior generals of the Soviet Union at that time, he even thought that Chuikov was Zhukov, but the translator wrote the name wrong when translating the novel. "Misha, now this plan of stealing the sky and changing the day has been cancelled." Zhukov looked at Suokov.
Koff asked: "So Agelina no longer has to go to Bavaria to perform special missions, how are you going to arrange her next? Let her
Return to Moscow with you, or let her stay in Berlin?"
Sokov didn't expect that Zhukov would ask this question. For a moment, his mind went blank and he didn't know how to answer the other party. Zhukov saw Sokov's embarrassment and took the initiative to say: "It is definitely unrealistic to ask her to follow you back to Moscow.
, if Asia knew what happened between you, she would be furious, so I think the best thing to do is
The only way is to let her stay in Berlin. After all, she has now joined the translation team, and it is obviously more appropriate to stay in Berlin." "Originally, General Sokolovsky and I had discussed it, and when Patton invited you to meet,
Provide him with false information." Zhukov looked at Sokov and asked: "But during your stay in Nuremberg, Patton did not send you an invitation. Do you know what happened?"