Transmigrated as the Crown Prince

Moscow.

In the office in the underground air-raid shelter, Stalin, who looked slightly sad, was pacing back and forth. He also received news that the 2nd Battalion of the 3rd Regiment of the 14th Tank Division of the 16th Army was defeated in the battle in the town of Velikiy Luki in Smolensk. His son Yakov has not been heard from yet. Because the town of Velikiy Luki was already occupied by the Germans, it was impossible to conduct any investigation to find out whether Yakov was killed in battle or captured.

Although the relationship between father and son was not very close, Stalin firmly believed that his son was a brave and qualified communist fighter and would never be a shameful prisoner.

However, no matter how hard-hearted and ruthless he is, after all, Yakov is his own flesh and blood. Now that the white-haired man is giving away the black-haired man, he will inevitably feel sad.

Just as he was silently preparing his eulogy and reviewing his son's life, the door to his office was pushed open and his secretary ran in in a panic. "Comrade Stalin, Comrade Stalin..."

Being so frightened by him, the newly brewed emotions disappeared instantly, and Starlin said angrily. "What happened?!"

"Broadcast, German broadcast..." The secretary was a little incoherent, and ignored Stalin's angry rebuke. He ran to the radio nearby and turned on the button. Russian-language broadcast.

Stalin's face changed wildly, that was a voice he was very familiar with!

"...I was captured in the battle of Veliky Luki Town in Smolensk a few days ago. The Germans did not make it difficult for me...provided me with a lot of delicious food, comfortable shelter, and comfortable beds...The German Crown Prince personally agreed I will wait until the war is over and send me back..."

"Fuck!" After hearing a few words, Starling suddenly became furious and yelled. "He should die fighting! Why not?! Coward! It is simply a disgrace to the Soviet Union!! He is a traitor!! Shameful traitor!!" Stalin rushed forward, picked up the radio, threw it to the ground, and threw it to the ground. smashed to pieces.

The secretary on the side listened to Stalin's hysterical curses and couldn't stop sweating. He really wanted to remind him to stop talking about "traitor". You said it yourself: "There are no prisoners of war in the Soviet Union, only traitors to the motherland and enemies of the people!" According to the "270 Order" issued by Stalin himself, the family members of traitors will also be implicated. Now that Yakov is a prisoner, is it possible that you still want to order his arrest?

After cursing for a long time, Stalin seemed to be tired of cursing, holding on to his desk and breathing heavily.

The secretary quickly stepped forward to pour him a cup of tea, and Starling ordered in a hoarse voice. "Go find Beria!"

"Yes." The secretary hurriedly exited the office as if he had been granted amnesty, and happened to see Beria walking towards here.

The secretary hurried over and whispered in a low voice. "Comrade Beria, you came just in time. Comrade Stalin is looking for you."

Seeing the sweat on the secretary's face, Beria also noticed something unusual and asked in a low voice. "What happened?!"

"What should I say?" After thinking for a while, the secretary told the truth. "Comrade Yakov was captured. Just now, he made a broadcast saying that the Germans treated him well and favorably... Comrade Stalin was losing his temper."

"What? Comrade Yakov has been captured?!" Beria was shocked. "Then, what should we do?!" The first thing he thought of was the fatal "Order No. 270". Now that Comrade Yakov was captured, how should Comrade Stalin handle this matter? !

The secretary spread his hands and said that he didn't know what to do. "That's why Comrade Stalin came to discuss this with you."

It was such a terrible thing. Beria took a deep breath, carefully knocked on the door of Stalin's office, and walked in. "Comrade Stalin, what are your orders?"

Stalin's face was extremely gloomy, he looked particularly ferocious, and his whole body exuded a terrifying aura of hostility. “Do you know Alyosha Swanidze and Maria Swanidze?”

Beria thought for a moment and then nodded. "You know, do we need to arrest them?" These two are Yakov's uncle and aunt. It seems that Comrade Stalin wants to pass the execution of "Order No. 270" onto them.

Starlin gritted his teeth and said coldly. "If caught, he will be shot on the spot in the name of a traitor!"

"Yes!" Beria naturally did not dare to say anything, and immediately led a few people to the residence of the Swanize family in the suburbs. Because the German bombers only bombed the urban area, life in the suburbs did not seem to be greatly affected. When they arrived at the door of Swanidze's villa, they happened to meet the nanny who had just returned from shopping for groceries.

Beria took out his ID and waved it in front of her eyes. "Is Svanizer home?"

"!!" Seeing the Ministry of Internal Affairs document in Beria's hand, the nanny's face showed shock and disbelief. She knew what it meant to be approached by people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs. What puzzled her even more was that Comrade Svanidze was Comrade Stalin's brother-in-law. Although his wife is deceased, there is still their child Comrade Yakov. How dare these people come to trouble Comrade Svanidze?

But she was just a nanny and couldn't care about this, so she hurriedly shook her head. "Comrade Svanidze is not at home, and their whole family is not here."

"The whole family is not here?" Beria frowned slightly. "Where have you been?! Are you back at noon?!"

"I didn't see their family when I came in the morning. They seemed to have gone out very early."

"Going out very early?!" Beria asked hurriedly. "Is this their daily routine?!"

While they were talking, they entered the villa and followed the nanny to the kitchen. "Of course not. This is the first time this has happened. Even if Comrade Svanizer and his family were to go on a long trip, they would have told me. Look, no one has touched the food I made in the morning."

Looking at the covered food on the dining table, Beria's heart skipped a beat. The last time he was ordered to arrest Timoshenko's family, the building was empty at that time. Why is there no one now? ! "Search for me! Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you have to search for me!"

It's a pity that it is impossible to find it even if you dig three feet in the ground, let alone dig three feet.

Several people searched the entire villa inside and out, but found nothing. But it was obvious that the family left in a hurry. There were still wedding rings, watches and other personal belongings of the host and hostess on the bedside table in the bedroom. None of them were taken away.

After asking the neighbors around, I found out that someone heard the sound of a car engine passing by late last night. As for what kind of vehicle it was, I was not even sure whether it was a vehicle or the sound of thunder in the sky.

"Damn, how could this happen?!" Beria's underwear was soaked in cold sweat. Timoshenko's wife and daughter have not been found until now. If not even the Swanidze family is caught this time, the consequences will be disastrous.