My Third Empire

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In the Ural mountains, there are huge factories connected to each other, and the chimney is higher than the other, and the sky is sprayed with black smoke like thick ink. This is the largest heavy industrial base in the Soviet Union. Most of the Soviet Union ’s endless heavy weapons come from here. Artillery tanks and even airplanes are produced here and sent to the front to hand over to soldiers in combat.

A group of ragged men carrying bags full of ore connected from the train station to the stacking station in the distance. Their faces were covered with black marks that could not be washed out. A pair of callused hands proved that they were doing the hardest work every day.

Farther away is the production workshop. The workshop is unusually rudimentary, but the brick wall and roof are still intact. New white grout was painted on the walls, but because of the environmental impact of the workshop, some oil and dust have been hung. In the tall workshop, there are lathe equipment from all over the world.

The workers are lowering their heads, paying attention to the fast-moving grinding wheels and rubbing against the fixed parts blanks. Every link here must be carefully operated. Without two years of practical operation experience, it is difficult to manufacture with these equipment Qualified parts come.

Most of the engines installed on the tanks of the Soviet Union came from here, so this is one of the most important factories in the entire Soviet Union. Behind every middle-aged mechanic, there was a group of apprentices. This was a means for the Soviet Union to expand reproduction, and it was also the secret to their ability to double production within a year.

The whole workshop is in full swing. There is a huge podium under the inner wall facing the gate of the workshop. On the tall wall of the workshop behind the podium are portraits of Stalin and Comrade Lenin. At the top of the portrait is a huge banner with a slogan written in Russian: Long live the great proletariat, send the best engine to the front!

In the four corners of the workshop, there were huge speakers with radio broadcasts from Moscow. The sweet voice echoed throughout the workshop: "Comrades, for the brothers and comrades on the front line, we will not rest at noon! We will not at night Eat! We do n’t sleep at night! Produce more tanks to fight the enemy, and the great Comrade Stalin will surely lead us to victory! "

"Just work hard! Comrades! At noon we have potatoes and canned food from the United States! Everyone must get this batch of engines out to catch up with the battle on the frontline!" Also roared, the sound from both sides came at the same time, a bit noisy, but compared with the sound of metal friction in the workshop, it was not so annoying.

In a corner of the workshop, there is an iron gate with a sign on the gate that says "President's Office". This large iron door is covered with rivets and looks very heavy.

The heavy iron door isolates some of the outside noise, but the inside of the house is not like the office of a factory director, but a standard European noble study. Not far from Walshlevsky's desk was a tasteful gramophone with a revolutionary piece from the Soviet Union playing.

He was wearing glasses and was holding a newspaper to watch comfortably, although there was also a faint smell of engine oil here, but compared with the outside world, it was simply heaven. Since he became the number one intelligence officer under the beehive, he successfully provided the design progress and production status of the t-34 tank and Stalin tank for the German intelligence department, and also collected some performance indicators of various Soviet tanks. The number one intelligence agent of the German intelligence service.

With the covert support of the Germans, he made good contact with many big men in the factory's military, giving gifts and paying bribes. In the end, he not only escaped the storm of cleaning, but also in this huge punishment campaign He has climbed into the position of chief factory manager, and his director of tank engine production is different from other factory directors, but the wartime heavy industry system directly under the jurisdiction of Moscow can be said to be in power.

The most important thing is that when Valshilevsky was in the small grassroots factory, he had a short contact with Khrushchev, who was young at the time, and the two were not happy. The two of them had a brief friction while inspecting the Soviet factory in Akado, so it wasn't so mixed between the person of Vakhlevevsky in Khrushchev's era.

However, when Khrushchev retreated to Krim, Valshilevsky, who was not very close to Khrushchev himself, suddenly became a hot "excellent Bolshevik comrade" in Stalin's mouth. So some leaders of the great cleansing movement who felt that he was not very good from the old aristocracy, all shut their mouths with interest, and no longer trouble Valshilevsky.

An engine plant, Valshilevsky has more than 10,000 workers under his command and produces engines including armored vehicles, tank cars, etc. Out of trust in his work, even the committee in charge of politics has been appointed by him. In this factory, he just turned his hands to cover the clouds and rain. A few days ago, he handed out the whole family of several old workers who questioned his order to Siberia. These days he felt more refreshed.

"Dangdang Dang." The iron door of the office was knocked by someone. Because it was made of iron, the knocking of the door was accompanied by a faint tremor, which made people sound uncomfortable. Varsilevsky, who was listening to music, frowned, because very few people would bother him to enjoy the quiet time of the afternoon alone at this time.

No matter what happens in the world, some people will be the beneficiaries and some will be the victims. Varsilevsky knew that the Bolshevik revolution in the Soviet Union was a victim himself, and those who had been suffering and now sitting on par with himself were all beneficiaries. He hated this society and hoped to destroy him with his own hands.

He now hardly asks for compensation from the Germans. The gold bars and banknotes he received were either used to pay bribes to protect himself or handed over to the beehives as activity funds. Intelligence spies like him are the most terrifying, because he has his own ideas and beliefs, and he is also the most determined and decisive. Unless this kind of spy is caught, it will always carry out its own tasks in a frantic manner, and destroy everything it hates as much as possible.

"Come in!" He closed the newspaper and looked at the young man coming in the door like a sharp blade, without a trace of expression on his face. The young man who came in also knew that the one who was sent to Siberia the other day Apprentice of an old lathe technician. The young man came several times, each time to vindicate his master, hoping that Valshilevsky would reconsider his master ’s case and release the stubborn old man from Siberia.

"Comrade Factory Director, this is the information I found. My master Vallov is a good person. He was once rated as an advanced production worker by the old engine factory ... He supported the revolution and supported the Bolsheviks!" Young After he came in, he stood respectfully in front of Valshilevsky, and placed some old paper and a medal on the clean and tidy desk of Valshilevsky.

Old yellowish paper, old yellowed photos, some letters telling me that I support Comrade Lenin, and a production contribution medal that proves his master ’s advanced skills ... these things are too old, and that Zhang Xin's table is also incompatible with the exquisite table lamps placed on it.

"Thank you very much for helping your master collect so much evidence." Varsilevsky grinned at an angle that no one else could see. He felt that the dirty things almost ruined his new office table. But after an instant he recovered his approachable expression and got up and walked to the young man's front.

He pretended to let the young man find a place to sit down, and when he saw the young man's refusal, he immediately stopped talking about the kind words that would stain the sofa. He quickly shifted the topic and talked about the things young people care about more: "From the current evidence, the disposal of the head of the old lathe Varrov is sloppy and unfounded. I will write to Moscow immediately, Let them find a way to send back such excellent workers. "

Hearing Valshilevski's words, the young man seemed to see the last hope. He held Valshilevski's clean palm with greasy hands, and shed tears with excitement: "The factory director Comrade, you are really an honest person. I will produce qualified parts at a faster rate to repay your help and understanding for me! "

"There are good people and bad people in any country, isn't it?" Varsilevsky said with a smile, forcing him to temporarily forget the clean palm he was holding, and the folds on his face were a little stiff.

After sending the young worker away, Varsilevsky grabbed the phone in front of his desk, and after asking for a place, he grumbled: "Comrade, because he dealt with the insurgent Vallov, who is against Comrade Stalin , His apprentice also showed emotions that were hostile to Comrade Stalin, yes, the evidence is solid, he said in front of me that I am Comrade Stalin ’s stooge ... well, I await your good news. "

Hanging up the phone, Varsilevsky sneered, swept the old paper and the medal on the desk into the trash can, and then wiped the table over and over with the paper.

Yes, there are good people and bad people in any country. Varsilevsky thought fiercely: Now that I have fallen into a bad person that I hate, since you have destroyed my family and destroyed everything, I have become a bad person! Then I will take you to **** together! I will destroy this country by myself!