Age of Conquest Reborn

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

Beria hurriedly said: "Oh, I'm sorry, Comrade Stalin, comrades, the situation on the European battlefield is not what you imagined. After several months of continuous attacks by the Germans, the soldiers are tired and energetic.

The supply of supplies and ammunition in the rear was insufficient, and the ability to continue the offensive had been lost. Although the British and American coalition forces were in a defensive state, they were fighting on home soil and had convenient geographical advantages. At present, Germany was holding on to the last line of defense and was 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 cursed this mysterious Beria, 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 do you mean when you say that the German war against the British and American forces has come to an end? And what is the basis for it?"

Beria glanced at Marshal Petroshilov disdainfully, then looked at Stalin and said: "The basis? Of course it is the conclusive information from our intelligence agencies. The war stalemate on the British Isles is only temporary. The Germans

The failure to maintain the momentum of continuing the offensive was also an act of desperation, 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.

attack to end the war in Britain

, that is to say, before August this year, it is impossible for the Germans 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 still up to Chief of General Staff Petrosilo.

Comrade Husband’s General Staff 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

, what is provided is only intelligence. How to specifically judge whether the Germans have other plans is a matter for your General Staff. In other words, what I, Beria, should do has been done. The rest is up to you.

What happened to these soldiers. High quality updates

Beria is even more cunning. He never mentions the progress of the Soviet intelligence system's intelligence on setting up external [***] divisions in the East, because he knows that so far, four words can describe "no progress!"

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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 within 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, the director of the Intelligence Department who was more mysterious and calm than Shen Jun, was also his opponent, I don't know whether Beria would feel honored or sad, but one thing is certain.

, facing off against the heads of the two major intelligence and management departments, no matter who it is, life will not be easy. High-quality update

Faced with Beria's hidden needle, and finally using his strength to fight, 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 intelligence, for the Soviet Union, will affect the fate of our country!"

After speaking, 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. He would not dare to do so at any time, because, under Comrade Stalin,

In front of him, Beria felt his innermost feelings being seen through again, as if he [***] were standing in front of the leader, with nothing to hide from.

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 unnoticeably, and then said: "Comrades, today's meeting is over. Let's proceed as planned. Comrade Petroshilov, come with me!"

Germany, Berlin, Reichstag Building, in the corridor in front of the office of German Head of State and Commander-in-Chief of the Armed Forces Adolf Hitler, two unusual guests came. One was Hitler's right-hand military assistant, Chief of the German General Staff von Hitler.

Marshal Strance, the other one, was Field Marshal von Clayderman, the commander of the German Third Army Group who was in the limelight.

The two marshals, holding marshal's scepters, with medals on their chests, epaulettes and collar flowers, 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 arms diagonally, and shouted "Hi! Hitler!"

The two marshals were obviously not very interested in the admiration and envy of the officers. If there are careful and bold officers, if you look carefully, Marshal von Clayderman frowned, looked unhappy, and his steps seemed

Somewhat hurriedly, Marshal von Strongs kept whispering something?

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

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 the time when the storm was in full swing and the offensive was like a rainbow.

In just one month, they will be able to occupy all of the British mainland and achieve unprecedented feats.

At that time, an order came from the General Staff, "According to the order of the head of state, the Third Army Group will immediately stop the attack on the British and American coalition defense lines and switch to battlefield rest. When to resume the attack, we will wait for the order of the head of state. At the same time, the army group

Commander, Field Marshal von Clayderman, immediately rushed back to Berlin to report on his duties."

Well, the almost one-sided war has stopped without any reason. It only takes one all-out attack to drive in the more than one million British and American allied troops who have lost the capital London, are demoralized and are retreating steadily.

In the Atlantic Ocean, Marshal von Clayderman, who had completely occupied the British mainland, got on the plane angrily and returned to Berlin with a full belly of anger and an unhappy look on his face.

As soon as the plane landed at Berlin Airport, Marshal von Clayderman drove to the General Staff Headquarters without even taking a breath. He went to his old friend, Marshal von Strongs, Chief of the General Staff, to reason with him. He wanted to ask his own questions.

The powerful Chief of General Staff asked, "Is this bullshit order really an order from His Excellency the Head of State?"

If not, it was some people in the General Staff who had ulterior motives to falsely pass on the imperial edict, then I'm sorry. Marshal von Clayderman is not only preparing to rip off his face with his long-time friend, Marshal von Strongs,

The meeting will take the lawsuit directly to the head of state,

No matter who it is, if they are suddenly pulled from behind when the wind is going smoothly and they are fighting heartily, they will be furious. What's more, in the German [***] team, they are always known for their toughness and toughness.

Field Marshal von Clayderman, who was famous for his bravery and prowess in battle.

To the surprise of Marshal von Clayderman, Chief of the General Staff Marshal von Strongs seemed to have expected that he would come to attack the enemy, and he had already been waiting in front of the majestic and tall office building of the General Staff Headquarters.

Moreover, he didn't even have an adjutant with him.

Looking at Marshal von Clayderman taking steady steps, climbing up the steps step by step and onto the smooth platform paved with marble, only those who are familiar with him will be able to tell from the steady steps of His Excellency Marshal.

The Fury Within, von Strongs Yuan

Of course Shuai was 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. There is no such thing as the damn foggy weather in London."

Make you miss the clear sky in your hometown!"

Compared with Marshal von Strens's intimacy, Marshal von Clayderman seemed very cold. He neither stepped forward to hold the hand he extended, nor responded, which would only happen when old friends meet.

That affectionate way of saying hello

, but followed the rules in the army, 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. Your Excellency, you have

What instructions?"

After finishing speaking, his light blue eyes shot out a sharp gaze, looking directly at his old friend, his tone was stubborn and blunt, with an undisguised coldness and distance, and of course, there was a smell of gunpowder!

((To be continued.)