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Volume 1: On the Songhua River Chapter 1986: Turbulence (Part 2)

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    Seeing Comrade Stalin's surprised expression and the almost murderous looks of his colleagues, Beria realized that he had been overreaching and was suspected of committing public outrage.  High quality updates.

    Beria hurriedly said: "Oh, I'm sorry, Comrade Stalin, fellow comrades, the situation on the European battlefield is not what you imagined. After several months of continuous attacks by the Germans, the soldiers were tired and energetic.  The supply of supplies and ammunition in the rear area is insufficient, and the ability to continue the offensive has been lost. Although the British and American coalition forces are in a defensive state, they are fighting on their own territory and have convenient geographical advantages. At present, Germany is holding on to the last line of defense and is unable to break through.  The war situation has reached a stalemate."

    At this point, all the people participating in the meeting breathed a huge sigh of relief. As long as there were no emergencies in the European direction, they also secretly scolded Beria for being mysterious, causing everyone to have a false alarm.

    Marshal Petroshilov, Chief of the General Staff, was already a sworn enemy of Beria, and he couldn't stand this guy's behavior. He asked dissatisfiedly: "Comrade Beria, then we don't understand. What you just said  What does it mean to say that the German war against the British and American forces is coming to an end? "

    Beria glanced at Marshal Petroshilov disdainfully, then looked at Stalin and said: "Based? Of course it is the conclusive information of our intelligence agencies. The war stalemate on the British Isles is only temporary. The Germans  The failure to maintain the momentum to continue the offensive was also due to helplessness, because the Germans needed a period of time to replenish their troops, equipment, ammunition and supplies, and the Germans also needed to take a breather.¡±

    "According to the intelligence we have received, Hitler has issued an order to Field Marshal von Clayderman, commander of the Third Army Group attacking the British mainland. The Third Army Group must restore the last line of defense against the British and American coalition forces before the end of August this year.  The attack will end the war in the UK. In other words, before August this year, the Germans will not be able to mobilize strong forces to attack our Soviet Union. However, this is only the judgment of the intelligence department. As for how the German army will act,  It is the General Staff, Chief of General Staff Comrade Petroshilov, who has the most say!¡±

    Beria is a master of political struggle. He calmly threw the ball to Marshal Petroshilov. Not only did he fight back, but he also asked him ill-intentioned questions and even made him feel disgusted.  It also means shirking responsibility. Our intelligence system only provides intelligence. How to judge whether the Germans have other plans is a matter for your General Staff. In other words, I, Beria, should do it.  Yes, it's been done, and the rest is up to you soldiers.  High quality updates

    Beria is even more cunning. He never mentioned the progress of the Soviet intelligence system's intelligence on establishing a foreign [***] division in the East, because he knew that so far, four words can describe "no progress!"  "

    This is indeed the case. Whether it is the Cheka or the Military Intelligence Directorate of the General Staff, the efforts to establish an intelligence network in Outer Mongolia have been crushed time and time again by the counterintelligence agency of the Reading Division - the Investigation Division. The little-known  Shen Jun, the director of the Investigation Department, became Beria's invisible opponent. Unfortunately, the Soviet intelligence agencies knew very little about this opponent.

    Apart from knowing that the Chinese spy leader was named Shen Jun, that he was young and had the rank of colonel, all the details about this person were blank. However, Beria knew that the contest with Shen Jun had just begun. Although  Several espionage cases were uncovered both internally and externally in the Soviet Union, but they were nothing more than small shrimps of little value and were not enough to deter the Chinese from extending their black hands into the Soviet Union.

    If Beria knew that Yu Deshui, Director of the Intelligence Division, who was more mysterious and calm than Shen Jun, was also his opponent, I don't know if Beria would feel honored or sad, but one thing is certain.  , facing off against the heads of the two major emotional management departments of the Reader, no matter who it is, life will not be easy.  High quality updates

    Faced with Beria's hidden needle, and finally using his strength, Marshal Petroshilov, Chief of the General Staff, could not refute a word. He could only swallow hard and looked at Kulum Beria with hatred.  One glance.

    But Beria still underestimated Stalin's political wisdom. Stalin had never been confused by such a little scheme, let alone swayed. He asked straightforwardly: "Comrade Beria, can you ensure the accuracy of the intelligence?"  You know, your information will affect the fate of our country for the Soviet Union!"

    After saying that, Stalin stared at Beria with a hawk-like gaze.

    Beria had no retreat. He could play tricks on anyone on any occasion and show his extraordinary political wisdom, but he did not dare to play tricks in front of Stalin, not at any time, because, under Comrade Stalin,  In front of him, Beria's innermost feelings were seen through again.It feels like I am standing in front of the leader with nothing to hide.

    The same is true now. Beria was so frightened by Stalin that he quickly replied respectfully and seriously: "Comrade Stalin, I can guarantee it by using the party name!"

    "Oh!" Stalin breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "Comrades, today's meeting is over. Let's proceed as planned. Comrade Petroshilov, come with me!"

    Germany, Berlin, Reichstag Building, German Head of State and Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces Adolf?  In the corridor in front of Hitler's office, two unusual guests came. One was Hitler's right-hand military assistant, the German Chief of Staff Feng?  Marshal Strongs, the other one, is the commander of the German Third Army Group Feng, who has been in the limelight for a long time.  Marshal Clayderman.

    The two marshals, holding the marshal's scepter, their chests covered with medals, their epaulettes and collar flowers complementing each other, shining with golden light and smelling of professional soldiers, walked on the red carpet in the wide corridor of the Imperial Parliament Building. It was undoubtedly a dazzling sight.  All officers, whether they were SS officers or ordinary officers, respectfully performed a Nazi-style military salute, raised their right arm diagonally, and shouted "Hi! Hitler!"

    "The two marshals obviously have little interest in the admiration and envy of the officers. If there are careful and bold officers who observe carefully, Feng?  Marshal Clayderman frowned, looking unhappy, and his steps seemed a little hasty, and Feng?  Marshal Strongs, what was he whispering?

    Of course, only two people could hear the sound, and no officer was brave enough to come over and eavesdrop, Feng?  Marshal Clayderman was indeed very angry, and furious.

    He commanded the Third Army Group with more than one million brave and skilled German soldiers. On the British Isles, he defeated more than one and a half million British and American allied forces and retreated steadily. It was at the height of the momentum and the offensive.  In just one month, the entire British mainland would be captured, creating an unprecedented feat. An order came from the General Staff: "According to the order of the head of state, the Third Army Group will immediately stop attacking the British and American coalition defense lines and switch to  The battlefield is resting, when will the offensive be resumed, and we are waiting for the order from the head of state. At the same time, Marshal Feng Clayderman, the commander of the army group, immediately rushed back to Berlin to report on his duties. "

    Well, the almost one-sided war stopped without any reason. It only took one all-out attack to drive in more than one million British and American troops who had lost the capital London and were losing morale and retreating steadily.  Atlantic Ocean, completely occupying the British mainland?  Marshal Clayderman, full of anger and unhappy, angrily got on the plane and returned to Berlin.

    As soon as the plane landed at Berlin Airport, Feng?  Marshal Clayderman didn't even take a breath before he drove to the General Staff Headquarters to find his old friend, Chief of General Staff Feng?  Marshal Strongs reasoned, and he wanted to ask the powerful Chief of General Staff, "Is this bullshit order really an order from His Excellency the Head of State?"

    ¡°If not, it¡¯s some people from the General Staff who falsely conveyed the imperial edict with ulterior motives, then I¡¯m sorry, Feng?  Marshal Clayderman is not only preparing for his long-time friend, Feng?  Marshal Strongs is so angry that he will take the lawsuit directly to the head of state. No matter who it is, if they are suddenly pulled from behind while the wind is going smoothly and the fight is hearty, they will be furious.  , not to mention, Feng, who has always been known for his toughness, bravery and combat skills in the German [***] team?  Marshal Clayderman.

    Out of Feng?  To Marshal Clayderman's surprise, Chief of General Staff Feng?  Marshal Strongs seemed to have expected that he would come to attack the enemy. He had been waiting in front of the majestic and tall office building of the General Staff for a long time. Moreover, he did not even have an adjutant with him.

    Looking at Feng?  Marshal Clayderman walked up the steps step by step with steady steps and walked onto the smooth marble platform. Only those who are familiar with him will see the anger in his heart from the steady steps of the Marshal.  Feng?  Marshal Strong was of course one of them, so he took a few steps forward and greeted him affectionately from afar, "My dear old friend, welcome back from the front line, that damn big city in London."  The foggy weather doesn¡¯t make you miss the clear sky in your hometown, right?¡±

    Relative to Feng?  Field Marshal Strong's intimacy, von?  Marshal Clayderman seemed very cold. He neither stepped forward to hold the hand he extended, nor responded. He only greeted old friends with the kind of affectionate greeting. Instead, he relied on the troops.  According to the rules, he stood at attention, saluted, and said: "Your Excellency, Chief of General Staff, Commander of the Third Army Group von Clayderman, has been ordered to return to the General Staff Headquarters from the British front to report on his duties. What instructions do you have?"

    After saying that, his light blue eyes shot out sharp gazes, looking directly at??This old friend of mine has a stubborn and blunt tone, with an unabashed coldness and distance. Of course, there is also a smell of gunpowder!

    ((To be continued.)
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