Big Time 1958 Chapter 68

"Let the twelve division chiefs of the headquarters prepare, and hold a meeting in the afternoon to deal with the work that will come in the first and second half of the year, and then ask them to prepare some materials starting in the second half of the year, and let's take care of things!" Serov, who was busy with his work, finally stepped into the month of July. On the land of the capital of the Soviet Union, is currently rushing to the KGB headquarters at 11 Lubyanka Square. In fact, Serov didn't want to come back so early at all. Ukraine is so good, seeing the familiar black land has the feeling of hometown.

   Ukraine's black land area is slightly smaller than the black land of the United States and China combined, and although a little colder than the Mississippi Plains in the United States, it is much better than the Northeast environment. Moreover, Ukraine does not have so many mountains. If calculated according to the mathematicians of the Committee on Computational Economics, in theory, Ukraine can feed 400 million people without any difficulty. But you can't count on those experts with heads full of granite, who can't count things they can count! The things that should be calculated have been ignored, and it is better to expect the Seventh General Administration to complete the work in this regard.

Shelepin went to the Kremlin more often than any other cadre of the same level, just as often as Serov came to No. 11 on Lubyanka Square. He saluted the statue of Dzerzhinsky in front of the headquarters, and the guards were used to it. Under his eyes, Serov walked into the KGB headquarters building with the iconic hooligan steps, as if he had arrived at his own home.

"Yuri Yefimovich Serov, back from Ukraine and Berlin!" Serov, who was standing in front of the Shere plane, maintained a serious look for a second, and then he sat in the office like a collapsed building. The sofa opposite the table looks like a rubber man with broken bones.

   "Did you come back?" Shelepin scratched his huge forehead and asked, he didn't get angry because of Serov's attitude, this little guy is too familiar with him! It is impossible to expect him to be serious in his spare time. It's Serov's normal state to be lazy now.

Serov, who was alluded to desertion, didn't seem to hear it. He greeted a passing staff member to close the door and said directly, "Old secretary, I have already completed the task, right? Do I still need to report something like a trip to Ukraine? I'm dealing with family matters, so I can't be sorry for the pennant issued by the city government! Old secretary, can I let the canteen cook some food, I'm hungry..." Serov still didn't stand up during the whole conversation, like a pile of meat on the sofa It reflects a kind of temperament from the inside out, that is, laziness...

Why! Shelepin reluctantly picked up the phone. Usually, the whole call was made to the heads of the general bureaus and the Kremlin. The only few calls to the cafeteria were because of the guy in front of him, "I'm Shelepin..."

"Chairman?" The voice over the phone was surprised, and then immediately responded, "Is Director Shelov at the headquarters?" This feeling is difficult to describe in words, and he said with a light breath, "Well, prepare a lunch for delivery. Come to my office!"

   "Chairman, one serving is not enough. Usually, Director Shelov wants two servings..." Shelepin's eyebrows jumped unnaturally. "Comrade Garilov, the old rule is to replace beef with pork!" Serov, who was slumped on the sofa, shouted into the phone.

   Sheeping, who put down the phone, asked with a constipated expression, "How many times have you called the cafeteria with my phone? And how do you know the phone number of the headquarters?"

"A dozen times, who told you to always run to the Kremlin? I can't wait, I have to eat some food! As for the phone number?" Serov pointed directly to the upper right corner of the office. There is a row of phone numbers on the paper pressed on it, and the twenty-seventh is the phone number of the public canteen.

   With a few more such subordinates as the director, Xie Lepin felt that his lifespan would be shortened. Now his tolerance limit is one, and there will be no more people like Shelov, but this guy has had a good appetite since the beginning of the year. Seeing Shelov eating haise, Shelepin himself is a little hungry again, "Back Is there headquarters yet?"

"No, this pork candy is too much!" Serov commented while eating, "I taught this dish in the cafeteria, and Comrade Garilov said it was very popular with the cadres at the headquarters!" A fork went away, and Shelepin asked as he ate, "Don't you never cook?"

   "Not being able to do it and not being able to teach it are two different things!" Ten minutes later, Serov had eaten two meals and covered his stomach with a very ugly face. Why do you say it again, because Shelepin can often see the scene of Serov covering his stomach after eating, and he doesn't listen to what he says. ,

"You don't listen if you say it, and you don't do it! Drink some water!" Shelepin poured a glass of water and placed it in front of Serov and asked, "Is there any problem, and the meal is finished, tell me about the situation in Berlin , you can, stand on the tank and ask the Red Army soldiers if they can conquer Berlin in two hours?"

"It's all a small scene, isn't it not a fight? How can the group of imperialist lackeys I go out on the field be my opponents? I built the Berlin Wall, I planned the West Berlin riot, and I dug the treasures of Britain! A group of defeated generals, here I can only learn to stand upright when being beaten!" Even abdominal pain can't stop Serov from bragging. It'll be fine in a few minutes anyway, and it takes time to brag in front of the KGB chairman.

"The West Berlin incident was well planned. The residents of West Berlin are already opposed to the occupying forces! When you came back from Ukraine, there was a movement in Berlin. The US Seventh Army sent an armored division into West Berlin!" Xie Lepin glanced. Serov said, "Now West Berlin is not a two-hour problem..."

"Old secretary, this is a good thing. Who thinks there are too many cannon fodder? As far as West Berlin is concerned, even if the entire Seventh Army is stationed, it will be useless, but there will be more prisoners! The more American troops enter West Berlin, the better. Don't think there are not enough hostages!" The Seventh Army was the main force of the United States stationed in Europe and the main opponent of the Soviet Union's Western Cluster. The Seventh Army, which is stationed in the Federal Republic of Germany, is responsible for the task of defending against the Western cluster, but it is only a defense. It is absolutely impossible to expect it to reverse the Western cluster. It is already an extraordinary performance to withstand the attack of the Western cluster for a month.

"It's been almost five months since you left the General Administration of Military Administration. There must be a backlog of work. If you have any difficulties, just say it! It's okay to be promoted! But the director of the Second General Administration has one year left to retire. When the General Administration of Military Administration is on track, you Going to preside over the work of the General Bureau of Internal Defense and Espionage.” Shelepin blocked Shelov's mouth in advance. You can talk about anything. When Shelov's level is raised, it will require a plenary meeting of the KGB Presidium and the approval of the Central Presidium. It is not a word from Shelepin thing.

"I have informed the General Administration of Military Administration that a meeting will be held in the afternoon, but I really have a request!" Serov, who had relieved his abdominal pain, sat up and got rid of his boneless state, "I want Colonel Shilekov, director of the Department of Disinformation, to go. Ukraine, the vice-chairman of the KGB of the Republic of Ukraine! Chairman, please speak to the director of the First General Directorate, Comrade Sakhartovsky will definitely listen to you..."

"The vice-president of the KGB of Ukraine is also a major general, and Shilekov is less than forty years old..." Shelepin suddenly remembered the age of the freak in front of him, "Age is not a problem, Lieutenant General Sakhartovsky and I Talk about it!"

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