Red Moscow

The checkpoint was not far from the Lubyanka headquarters, and within minutes Yakov was escorted into an underground interrogation room.

In the interrogation room there is a table and two armchairs, where the interrogators sit. On the opposite side of the table is a special chair with a backrest. There are iron rings on the armrest and the foot of the chair that can be opened and closed to fix the hands and feet of the person being interrogated.

Immediately after Yakov was brought into the interrogation room, two soldiers stepped forward and uncuffed him, sat him down on the interrogation chair, and fixed his hands and feet with the iron rings on the chair. After all this was done, the two fighters stood on either side of the interrogation chair to deal with possible resistance.

After the captain sat down behind the table carelessly, a clerk also sat down next to him, preparing to make interrogation records.

"Your name!"

"Yakov, Yakov Dzhugashvili!"

"Where are you from?"

"Georgians."

"What is your purpose in coming to Lubyanka?"

"To visit patients in the hospital." Although the captain of the Ministry of Internal Affairs looked domineering, Yakov replied very cooperatively: "My friend is a general. After being injured not long ago, he was sent to Lubyanka. Military hospital, I came here to visit him."

Hearing this, the captain couldn't help sneering, and then said, "Please tell me honestly, what is your purpose for coming to Lubyanka?"

Seeing that the other party did not believe him, Yakov still defended and said: "Didn't I already tell you? I was visiting a friend in the hospital here, but due to some accident, I forgot to wear my military uniform when I left. My ID card And the pass are in the clothes."

The captain slapped the table hard, stood up, and said viciously: "At this point, you are still lying. Not many people know about Lubyanka's military hospital except our Ministry of Internal Affairs. And the hospital here Anyone who wants to live can live in it. Unless your friend is a marshal or a general, he is not eligible to live in at all. Does your friend meet this requirement?"

Yakov shook his head and replied truthfully: "He's just a major general."

"Since he is only a major general, how can he be admitted to the hospital here?" The captain yelled at Yakov: "At this time, you still don't want to admit that you are a spy of the Germans, just sneak into Lubyanka's place." Are you here to sabotage?"

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yakov to speak, the captain turned his head and asked the clerk sitting next to him: "Is the verdict ready?"

"Ready, Comrade Captain." The clerk quickly handed a piece of paper to the captain.

The captain took the paper from the stenographer and was about to read the verdict when the closed door was opened from the outside, and three people walked in from the outside.

After seeing the person coming, the captain hastily put down the verdict in his hand and came out from behind the table. Stepping forward to salute each other: "Hello, Comrade Kruglov."

"Comrade Captain," Kruglov looked at the captain and asked, "Where did the prisoner for today's interrogation be caught?"

"It's at the temporary checkpoint near Lubyanka." The captain knew very well that Kruglov was Beria's first deputy and the deputy people's commissar of the Ministry of Internal Affairs. He performed well in front of him. Maybe he will get a chance to make a fortune, so he reported to the other party with the mentality of showing his merit: "He doesn't have any documents on him, and he even quibbles that he went to the hospital to see patients and left his military uniform in the hospital when he came out, but his The lie was easily spotted by me. According to my analysis, he is a German spy who sneaked into the vicinity of Lubyanka just to spy on information."

Kruglov hummed lightly, then looked in the direction of the interrogation chair, he wanted to see what kind of person this daring German spy was. After seeing the face of the person sitting on the chair clearly, his eyes widened in surprise because he recognized who it was.

And Yakov, who was sitting in the interrogation chair, heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that the person who came in was Kruglov, because he had seen this person in his father's official residence. At this moment, seeing the astonished gaze cast on him by the other party, he had obviously recognized his identity, so he grinned and greeted him actively: "Hello, Uncle Sergey. It's a pity that we are in this situation. See you next time."

When the captain heard Yakov call Kruglov his uncle, his face showed shock. He asked tentatively: "Comrade Deputy People's Commissar, do you know this spy?"

As soon as his words fell, Kruglov slapped him round, slapped him hard, and slapped him in a circle. Before he could recover, he was kicked on the face bone of the calf again, causing him to kneel down on one knee in pain.

"Come on!" Although there were two fighters standing on the left and right of the interrogation chair, Kruglov still shouted loudly at the two he brought: "Hurry up, help Yakov untie it. "

After hearing the order, the two lieutenant officers who followed Kruglov immediately stepped forward to help Yakov untie the iron rings that imprisoned his hands and feet, and helped him stand up from the chair.

"Yakov, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Yakov said with a wry smile, "Uncle Sergey, if you're late, maybe I won't be able to see you."

"Captain," Kruglov said to an officer who came in with him: "You take Yakov to my office first, and I will go there immediately after I finish handling the affairs here."

After the officer accompanied Yakov to leave, the captain stood up covering his face, and asked Kruglov with a bitter face: "Comrade Deputy People's Commissar, who is he?"

Kruglov raised his hand and punched the opponent in the shoulder, and said angrily: "Captain, you are such an idiot, do you know what you have done?"

"I'm just interrogating a German spy."

"German spy?!" Kruglov raised his voice and said, "The person you just interrogated was Yakov, the eldest son of the Supreme Commander himself. You actually regarded him as a German spy."

Hearing what Kruglov said, the captain seemed to lose all his strength and fell to the ground. Although his subordinates were standing nearby, they heard that the person they were interrogating was actually the eldest son of Stalin.

Kruglov snorted heavily, turned and left the interrogation room. He just wanted to go back to the office quickly, appease Yakov who was waiting there, and try to keep the impact of this matter to a minimum. As for the life and death of these small characters, it was out of his consideration.

Back in his office, Kruglov saw Yakov sitting on the sofa drinking tea, while the captain who escorted him was standing with his hands down.

"Yakov," Kruglov said to Yakov with a smile, "are you used to drinking the tea here?"

"Not bad." Yakov nodded and replied, "It's better than my father's tea."

Kruglov sat down on the sofa next to Yakov, and asked with a smile, "Yakov, what's going on today, why don't you have any documents on you?"

"Uncle Sergey, the situation is like this." Yakov put down the teacup in his hand and explained to Kruglov: "My friend Misha was injured a few days ago and was sent to the Lubyanka Hospital. Military hospital, I'm here to visit him today."

"Misha?!" Kruglov hesitated for a moment, then guessed who Yakov was talking about, and asked tentatively, "You mean Major General Sokov, the commander of the 27th Army?"

"That's right, it's him."

As the Deputy People's Commissar of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Kruglov naturally knew about Sokov's rescue of Yakov from the prisoner-of-war camp. Now that Sokov was injured and hospitalized, Yakov went to visit him, which was also a matter of cleaning up. But Yakov didn't think about going out without his ID, otherwise today's misunderstanding would not have happened.

Thinking of this, he said to Yakov with a smile on his face: "Yakov, what happened today was all a misunderstanding. If you had brought your ID with you when you went out today, I'm afraid the misunderstanding would not have happened."

"Uncle Sergey," Yakov replied with a wry smile, "Actually, I brought my ID with me when I went out today."

"Then why did the captain say that you didn't have a certificate?" Kruglov felt that it was impossible for Yakov to lie to himself about this kind of thing, so he asked curiously: "Could it be that you don't want him to see the certificate?"

"That's not true." Yakov explained: "When I was visiting Misha in the hospital, I accidentally bumped into two workers carrying printing equipment. As a result, the military uniform was covered with printing ink. He took off his clothes and put them on the chair next to Misha’s bed. But he was in a hurry when he left, so he forgot to take his clothes.”

"Since you forgot your clothes in the hospital, you can completely tell the captain about the situation when you encounter an inspection, and you won't be taken back to the Ministry of Internal Affairs for interrogation."

"I said it, and even asked him to send someone to accompany me to the hospital to collect documents, but he refused."

Kruglov originally just wanted to wait for Yakov to leave, scold the captain, and then give him a first rank. But hearing what Yakov said, not only was he inexplicably angry, he decided to send the captain who caused trouble to the frontier punishment camp immediately, let him participate in the most dangerous battle, and accept the punishment he deserved for today's reckless behavior.

But the thing to do right now is to appease Yakov and let him not make things big, otherwise more than half of the people will be affected. Kruglov raised his head and said to the officer standing aside: "Comrade Captain, please go to the inpatient department of the hospital and help Colonel Yakov's uniform back."

"Uncle Sergey," Yakov said shyly when he heard Kruglov ask his subordinates to help him get his clothes, "I think I should go by myself, and I won't bother the comrade captain."

"Yakov, you don't have any documents now, it's very dangerous to walk outside. If you meet another unreasonable person who forcibly detains you because you don't have any documents, things will be more troublesome." After Kruglov finished speaking, he said to the officer next to him, "Captain, why are you still standing here, why don't you hurry up and help Colonel Yakov get his clothes."

After the officer left, Kruglov smiled and said to Yakov: "Yakov, although what happened today was a misunderstanding, I will deal with it seriously. until?"

Yakov knew that if he insisted on making this matter big, many innocent people would suffer, so he pushed the boat along and said: "Well, Uncle Sergey, since you are interceding for them, then I promise you , no longer pursue this matter.”

Hearing that Yakov no longer pursued the matter, Kruglov's boulder finally fell to the ground. In order to ease the atmosphere in the room, he changed the topic in time: "Yakov, how was that General Sokov injured?"

Yakov was thinking about how to change the subject. Hearing Kruglov's question, he quickly told the other party what he knew in detail.

After listening to Kruglov, he said with emotion: "This General Sokov's life is really great. It is a miracle that he survived such an explosion." After he paused for a moment, he continued. Ask, "Do you visit him often?"

"Recently there are a lot of things going on in the unit, and I guess I don't have much time to visit him." After Yakov said this, he added a special sentence: "But I sent his wife there today. His wife With him by my side, I don’t have to worry that he won’t get the best care, and it doesn’t matter if I visit him less often.”

Commanders of Sokov's level have detailed information in the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Kruglov frowned and recalled the information about Sokov, and then he had a preliminary understanding of his wife: "Yakov, you are talking about the assistant military doctor Asia, she is in Chur He was captured by the Germans during the Battle of Sikkim."

"That's right, Sokov launched a fierce attack on the German 19th Armored Division on the day Asiya was captured by the German army." Yakov quickly explained to him when Kruglov mentioned Asiya's capture : "During the battle, the division was wiped out, and several captured female medical staff, including Asiya, were also rescued.

After this incident happened, Misha felt that it was very unsafe for Assia to stay on the front line. After discussing with me, he transferred Assia to the weapons and equipment department as a military doctor. "

"Yakov, after hearing what you said, I realize that the information in my hand is outdated." In front of Yakov, Kruglov did not hide the fact that he had Sokov's information: "Look It is necessary for the relevant department to provide me with the latest information again."

Since Kruglov took the initiative to mention the information in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Yakov also asked jokingly: "Uncle Sergey, I wonder if there is any information about me in your database?"

"That's not true." Kruglov shook his head and said with a smile: "You must be an officer at the general level to be eligible to enter our database. Yakov, you have to work hard to become a General, your information will then be able to enter our database."

"I'm afraid it's very difficult to become a general." Yakov is still very self-aware, and feels that it is not an easy thing for him to become a general: "The reason why I can get the rank of colonel is nothing more than my I have participated in several major battles and completed the testing of new weapons on the battlefield. It is basically impossible to get such an opportunity in the future, so I am afraid that I will stop at the rank of colonel."

"Yakov, you have to have confidence in yourself." Kruglov thought to himself, your father is the supreme commander, as long as you find the right opportunity, it will be a piece of cake to promote you to general, he smiled Said: "I believe that sooner or later, you will become a general. After all, it is much easier to be promoted in wartime than in peacetime."