Soviet Union 1991

Chemezov has always disliked Victor's style. As the head of the Soviet arms foreign trade export department, he never knew as many secrets as a free trader. Although this guy has multiple nationalities, Yanayev only admires him. It is said that at the most difficult time in 1992, he even boldly suggested that the General Secretary sell long-range missiles to Saddam. Of course, the briefcase designated for the launch was still in the hands of Yanayev.

Considering the strategic situation, Yanayev vetoed this dangerous approach. After all, the declining Soviet Union could no longer take risks. Even if he accidentally "lost" a long-range missile as an excuse for the missile to fall into the Middle East, it might still stimulate To the US team’s crazy counterattack in the Middle East. Now that the Soviet Union has taken a breath, even if it wants to assist Saddam, the desert butcher, it has no chance. Gaddafi and him were like mice hiding in cracks in the ground, avoiding the cold eyes of the CIA.

Dimich, who was present, felt that the atmosphere was a bit stiff. Although he didn't know what was going on between his dear nephew and the confidant who was said to be the next master of the Kremlin, every word he said next was not something that Dimich was qualified to hear. something.

"Uncle Dimich, please stay away." Victor's eyes fell on Chemezov from beginning to end.

"Perhaps your authority is not sufficient for the content of our next conversation. Besides, I don't know whether those involved in the conspiracy can escape unscathed."

"My nephew, you have to be careful."

Dimich got up and left knowingly, leaving Victor and Chemezov alone in the room. Chemezov moved his stool unceremoniously and sat down. He said to Victor, "Let you come back this time. You still need to handle some transactions and support enemies that Yanayev cannot support on the surface."

"With the KGB's high-efficiency operations, do I still need to participate in these political events?"

Victor frowned and expressed disdain for what Chemezov said. There were too many enemies that the Soviet Union could not support. Including the sale of SAM missiles in cooperation with South Korea, and the sale of 12.7mm large-caliber machine guns and 23mm cannons in Myanmar and Laos. Even during the Mozambique civil war, arms were sold to both government forces and rebel forces, and whoever paid the highest price helped win the war. There was nothing like the style of a capitalist liberator.

"This time is different. If the KGB comes forward and is exposed, it will put the Soviet Union in an embarrassing situation. This is not what Yanayev wants to see."

"Because this time it's Europe."

Victor's hand holding the cup stiffened.

Chemezov conveyed Yanayev's order, "Local conflicts and wars may break out in the Balkans, the Caucasus, and even the countries where the Rhine River passes. What you do is sell weapons to Asia. Nayef needs support. The Soviets never disappoint their allies.”

Yanayev's generosity is directly proportional to the results. When the political gains are far greater than his investment in interests, the rewards Victor will receive will be greater. When Saddam ordered 20 new Buk missiles in one go, Victor received an additional 10% commission. It also made Chemezov jealous.

"Chemezov, I want to know if any major changes are going to happen in Europe this time?"

Chemezov, who was about to open the door and leave, stopped, but his frown was covered up in just a moment. He turned back and said to Victor, "There are some things you are not qualified to know, but what I can tell you within my scope of authority is that the situation in Europe will become very chaotic next. This is also your 'arms' The nightmare caused by this is that the forces originally hostile to the Soviet Union will decline in this chaos, and we will regain control of the power. "

really……

Central Moscow has never given up its strategy of returning to Eastern Europe, so they need an opportunity. Unfortunately, Berlin became a tragic casualty.

[Nightmare caused by my arms? 】

This sentence sounded a little poignant to Victor.

There was only so much that Chemezov could say. There were also some small details of the implementation plan that he had no right to interfere with. But the only thing he could feel was that the plan was very huge, so huge that it required the chief of staff of the Kremlin. More than six years of intensive deployment.

Victor had no interest in politics, and the only thing he smelled from Chemezov's conversation was the smell of Benjamin's face on the US dollar bills.

"Is there a clear goal? Bulgaria, where the political situation is beginning to show instability? Romania, where the people demand elections again? Or Germany, where the armed confrontation between the Republican Party and the Democratic Ennahda Party is happening?"

Victor's cheerful questions were in vain, and all his questions were refuted by Chemezov in one sentence.

"I have no idea."

Victor retorted angrily, "You must know that my time is very precious. If I don't even have anyone to sell to, how can I sell these arms to the Soviet Union?"

"That's almost it."

Chemezov expressed some helplessness, "General Secretary Yanayev also asked me to wait. He will notify us if there is any change in things. That is, unless we receive a specific cancellation notice, we will always be on standby." status.”

Hearing this news, it was a nightmare for the anxious Victor. However, Chemezov, who saw through the other party's mind, said disdainfully, "Why are you in a hurry? We still have a large number of Type 56 submachine guns and 7.62mm Chinese-made bullets stored in Albanian warehouses waiting to be sold. If the situation is not chaotic, these things will be in our hands."

After hearing about the Kalashnikov gun family, Victor became slightly interested.

"How many? Five thousand? Six thousand?"

Chemezov very calmly reported a number to Victor, "More than 13,000 rifles, this is the first batch. If the progress goes well, there will be the second and third batches, which will add up to at least more than 50,000 to 80,000."

Victor took a deep breath, and his calves were shaking.

More than 13,000 Kalashnikov rifles were thrown to the Balkans and the Caucasus as pre-sales? This is simply the rhythm of a full-scale war. In an instant, Victor overturned all his thoughts about Yanayev.

The General Secretary's conspiracy may be more terrible than he imagined.

But what is more terrible is that Victor seemed to see a pile of green banknotes in front of him, and then he was drowned in it like an ocean.

He is a guy who can disregard his integrity and life for dollars.

"Please tell General Secretary Yanaev that I will complete the task assigned by the organization on time."

Victor smiled slightly.

"Eastern Europe, here I come."