"The specific time is not clear yet." Sokov wanted to tell Yakov the time of his return to Moscow, but Zhukov, who originally said that he would return to the country soon, suddenly had no movement in the past two days, and he could only passively
wait:
"If it's quick, it'll be in a day or two; if it's slow, we'll have to come back after the New Year. Marshal Zhukov has the final say on when to leave."
"Oh, that's it." Yakov said reasonably: "No matter when you come back, you must remember to notify me in advance."
Just when Sokov was about to hang up the phone, Yakov suddenly said again: "By the way, Misha, there is something I almost forgot."
"What's up?"
"Comrade Ustinov called me to the office today and mentioned you while chatting with me."
"Comrade Ustinov mentioned me?" Sokov asked in surprise: "What did he say?" "The main thing is to ask you when you can return to Moscow and whether you can take up a position in the General Ordnance Department." Ya.
Kokov said: "I told him that if you have no sign of returning to Moscow for the time being, then you may not be able to take up a post in the General Ordnance Department."
Unrealistic."
Sokov nodded and continued to ask: "What did Comrade Ustinov say?"
"He was silent for a while, and then asked me for your phone number, saying he might want to call you."
"Ustinov wants to call me?" Sokov thought in his mind: "What is he looking for me for? Even if he wants to serve in the General Ordnance Department, is he too impatient?"
With such doubts, he asked cautiously: "Yasha, are there any new design tasks in the General Ordnance Department recently? Of course, if it involves confidentiality, you don't have to answer me."
"The research and development of new weapons has been ongoing." Yakov said disapprovingly: "There is nothing to keep secret."
Unable to get the information he wanted from Yakov, Sokov couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. He secretly thought about what Ustinov would say if he really called him.
While Sokov was dazed, Yakov dropped another shocking news: "Misha, something big happened in Moscow today."
"A big thing, what big thing?"
"Marshal Chernyakhovsky was ordered to return from the Far East. As a result, the plane he was on crashed, and all the passengers and crew on board survived." I heard Yakov mention Chernyakhovsky's story.
Name, Sokov's heartbeat suddenly accelerated. In real history, Chernyakhovsky died on February 18, 1945, but due to his appearance,
As a result, history has gone awry here. After the opponent encountered German artillery fire, he was only seriously injured but did not die. Not only did he obtain the rank of marshal, he even participated in Operation August Storm as the deputy commander of the Far East Force. But Soko
The husband never dreamed that the correction of history would be so powerful. Although the war was over, Chernyakhovsky still could not escape the fate of death. He sighed softly, and then said to Yako
The husband said: "Yasha, you once served as the deputy chief of staff of the Third Belarusian Front, and Marshal Chernyakhovsky is your superior. You will definitely attend his funeral."
"That's for sure," Yakov said: "If you happen to be able to return to Moscow when he is buried, I hope you can go with him."
"Don't worry, Yasha." Sokov said: "If I happen to be in Moscow when Marshal Chernyakhovsky's funeral is held, I will definitely go."
The two chatted for a few more words before ending the call. After Sokov put down the phone, he couldn't help but feel a little depressed. Marshal Chernyakhovsky's sudden plane crash would cause a series of chain reactions. For example,
In real history, Chernyakhovsky was on his way to inspect the troops. When he got out of the car to observe the terrain, he was shelled by the Germans and died of serious injuries. However, Yakov, who was rescued by himself, accidentally died.
He became deputy chief of staff of the 3rd Belorussian Front.
Accompanying Chernyakhovsky to inspect the troops, he stopped to inspect the terrain on the way. When he was bombarded by the Germans, he took evasive actions, so he was only injured to varying degrees. Today Chernyakhovs
Gene died in a plane crash, so would Yakov, who should have died in a German prisoner of war camp on April 13, 1943, also have an accident? If he really had something wrong with him, wouldn’t he?
But if you lose a friend, you will never lose an amulet. The phone on the table rang. Sokov thought it was Yakov calling again. Unexpectedly, he picked up the phone and realized that the caller was Zhukov:
"Misha, I just received news from Moscow that Chernyaho
On his way back to Moscow from the Far East, Marshal Vsky was involved in a plane crash, killing everyone on board the plane."
"Yes, Comrade Marshal, I just learned about this."
"Oh, you just knew about this?" Zhukov asked in surprise: "How did you know about this?" "It was Yasha, Yasha told me." Sokov replied: "Marshal
Comrade, you should remember that Yasha once served as deputy chief of staff of the Third Belarusian Front, and Marshal Chernyakhovsky served as
He is his superior, so he is probably the first to know about the air crash." "Oh, so that's it, I understand." Zhukov said, "Misha, I originally planned to return to Moscow by plane the day after tomorrow. But now I'm out of business.
After hearing such a thing, Comrade Stalin called me and refused to allow me to ride again.
Plane. Therefore, if we want to return to Moscow, we can only take the train." Thinking of the night attack in Poland, Sokov was still a little scared. If the attacking gang did not have heavy weapons, he might not have either.
It was so easy to escape from danger. On the way back to Moscow, I didn’t know
Will the train I am riding on be attacked by gangs again? But when I think about it, I am really worried. If big men like Zhukov and Malenkov want to take the train back to Moscow, the special train will definitely be arranged for them. Let alone a few gangsters, I am afraid
Even if a regular army launches an attack on the special train, it may be difficult to gain favor. Once attacked, not only will the nearby ground troops rush to the rescue as soon as possible, but I am afraid that before that, there will be a group of bombers from the Air Force to teach the train.
Teach these people not to know death
How does a living gangster behave. "Comrade Marshal," Sokov asked tentatively: "Shall I take the train back to Moscow with you?" The purpose of his question was because he was worried that Zhukov would arrange for him to fly. Although it was from Berlin to Moscow
The plane may not be able to
Something happened, but after such an air crash just happened, I still have some psychological shadow. "Of course, of course you have to return to Moscow with me. Comrade Malenkov is also traveling with you." Zhukov paused for a moment as he said this.
He seemed to be thinking about something, and when he spoke again, his tone became particularly strict.
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Li: "Misha, I also plan to give you an important task."
"Comrade Marshal, please give the order." Sokov quickly said to Zhukov: "I will definitely complete your mission."
"This task is difficult to say, but it is not difficult to say that it is not difficult. It is to let you watch a person on the train and prevent him from coming into contact with anyone." Upon hearing Zhukov's order, Sokov was stunned for a moment.
Then he thought of a possibility and asked cautiously: "Comrade Marshal, is the person you want me to take care of the person you saw in the basement a few days ago?"
One?"
"Yes, that's him." Sokov recalled that he had asked Zhukov how to deal with this fake Truman. Zhukov told himself that he was about to leave office, and it was up to Sokolovsky to decide how to deal with this person.
to take responsibility. But only
After a few days, the other party's mind changed.
"Comrade Marshal, didn't you say some time ago that this person should be handed over to General Sokolovsky?" "Yes, that was indeed what was considered at the time." Zhukov said: "Although we missed the opportunity, if
Let him stay in Berlin, and he will be useful sooner or later. But there is something wrong with the United States. According to me
According to the analysis of our intelligence department, Truman will not appear on German soil again in the next two to three years, so it is obviously inappropriate to keep this person in Berlin, so he must be transferred back to Moscow."
"Comrade Marshal, I wonder what went wrong on the American side?" Sokov muttered to himself, what could happen to the American side unless Patton died. Thinking of this, he asked tentatively: "Could it be General Patton?
What went wrong?" "Misha, your guess is correct. According to the information we got, Patton is dead." Zhukov said: "Without Patton, we want to enter the US military under the guise of visiting him.
Actual control area, fear
I'm afraid it's not an easy task, let alone carrying out that top-secret plan to steal the sky." After listening to Zhukov's words, Sokov couldn't help but secretly lamented that Zhukov was too loyal. If it were another person, he wouldn't consider it at all.
Bring the fake president back to Moscow and imprison him, but directly kill him and silence him.
Disappear from this world. After all, the only ones who can keep secrets are the dead. Thinking that he would soon leave Berlin, Sokov made his request to Zhukov: "Comrade Marshal, since we will return to Moscow soon. I don't know where to go."
Before I leave, can I see Agelina again?
?” “No!” Unexpectedly, Zhukov rejected Sokov’s request very simply: “For safety reasons, the time of our return to Moscow must be kept strictly confidential. Although I also know that even Agelina knows something about you.
She will not leak this information when she returns to Moscow. But after she knows that you are leaving, her mood will definitely be affected. If there are lurking enemies in the translation team, they will definitely get the information they want through these details.
The information you need." Now that Zhukov has spoken to this extent, what else can Sokov say? He can only say with a wry smile: "Okay, Comrade Marshal, I understand. Then I won't meet with her, wait.
After I return to Moscow, I will
Call her."
…
Early the next morning, Sokov, who was still sleeping, was awakened by the rapid ringing of the phone.
He rolled out of bed, walked barefoot to the telephone, grabbed the receiver, yawned and said, "I'm Sokov!"
"Misha, hello!" A familiar voice came from the receiver: "I am Ustinov." When he heard that the person calling him was actually Ustinov, Sokov was completely shocked.
The man suddenly woke up. He quickly stood at attention and said respectfully: "Hello, Comrade People's Commissar, I am very happy to receive your call.
." "Misha, I didn't disturb your sleep." Ustinov on the other end of the phone obviously heard Sokov's yawn, and said with some apology: "I forgot about Moscow and
There is still a time difference between Berlin and Berlin
Sokov knew very well that Ustinov's call so early in the morning was definitely not to catch up with him, but to have something important to do, so he asked respectfully: "Comrade People's Commissar, do you want to give me a message?"
I fight
Phone, any instructions?"
"You are in Berlin now. It is unrealistic for you to work in my General Ordnance Department in a short time." Ustinov said, "But I want to make a request to you."
"What request?"
"Stop writing novels for the time being," Ustinov said seriously: "I wonder if you can provide me with the design drawings of a new weapon as soon as possible."
"Ah, the design drawings of new weapons?" After Sokov figured out the other party's intention, he asked awkwardly: "I wonder what kind of weapons you want?" "It's obviously unrealistic for you to design new aircraft and tanks.
" Ustinov said: "The design of these new technical equipment requires the cooperation of a team of dozens of people. With your own ability, it is basically impossible.
It couldn’t have been done.”
"Comrade People's Commissar," Sokov waited for the other party to finish speaking, and then quickly added: "You asked me to design a new warship, but I can't help it. I'm not the material."
"Yes, yes, it is unrealistic for you to design a new type of warship." Ustinov said reasonably: "Then, can you design a small weapon that can be deployed in troops?"
"Small weapons?" Sokov said, holding his chin with his hand: "It's not impossible."
"Really?" Hearing what Sokov said, Ustinov seemed a little excited: "That's great. I wonder when you can provide us with the sketch?" "Comrade People's Commissar," Soko said
Seeing that Ustinov was so impatient, my husband couldn't help but smile bitterly: "If I want to think about it carefully, I will have to wait until after the New Year at the earliest before I can provide you with the sketches of the new light weapons. I don't know.
Is it too late?"
"Comrade People's Commissar," Sokov waited for the other party to finish speaking, and then quickly added: "You asked me to design a new warship, but I can't help it. I'm not the material."
"Yes, yes, it is unrealistic for you to design a new type of warship." Ustinov said reasonably: "Then, can you design a small weapon that can be deployed in troops?"
"Small weapons?" Sokov said, holding his chin with his hand: "It's not impossible."
"Really?" Hearing what Sokov said, Ustinov seemed a little excited: "That's great. I wonder when you can provide us with the sketch?" "Comrade People's Commissar," Soko said
Seeing Ustinov's impatience, my husband couldn't help but smile bitterly: "If I want to think about it carefully, I will have to wait until after the New Year at the earliest before I can provide you with a sketch of the new light weapon. I wonder if it will be too late?"