Struggle in Soviet Russia

On the side of the hospital bed, Nadya is like a greedy little squirrel, holding a plate of dark pine nut dark chocolate in both hands, nibbling in small bites, and smiling happily while eating, her white teeth and dark The chocolates complement each other and are very eye-catching.

Victor leaned on the bedside of the hospital bed, looking at the letterheads stacked on the other side of the bedside table one by one. The thick pile of letterheads, roughly calculated to be hundreds, came from all over the league. From the Far East to Leningrad, from Arkhangelsk to Baku, everything is there.

The content of the letterhead is also varied, some are written by children, the writing is naive, and the content is mostly determined, saying that when you grow up, you will be a hero like Victor and kill German fascists; some are written by soldiers. , They were also determined to be fearless Red Army soldiers like the 71st Infantry Division, and they would never allow fascists to trample on the motherland’s motherland. Of course, Victor liked the letters written to him by girls, especially those with attached Photographs, because those who dared to attach photos to the letterhead, are basically beautiful girls.

Sometimes he can really see his heart, and he has an urge to reply to a certain girl, but the real problem is that he can't even think about it. Letters are to be answered, and every one is to be answered, but how to answer and what to write in the letter is not his responsibility.

Since this time, there have been people from the theoretical department and the social propaganda department of the Propaganda Department every afternoon, plus two members of the Intelligence Bureau of the People’s Committee of the Interior, a total of four people, from two in the afternoon to six in the afternoon, a total of four Hours, dedicated to helping Victor deal with the problem of replying letters.

They have a set of stylized things that can be directly inserted into the letters according to the content of different letters. Finally, after consulting Victor’s opinions, they add or cut some content to each letter, and then directly reply to the writer. NS.

The letter that Victor was reading at this time was from a local Moscow. The letter was written by a ballerina from the Red Flag Song and Dance Ensemble. The letter was accompanied by a photo of her training on the stage wearing a black tight-fitting dance suit. Um, That handsome face and enchanting figure really made the lecherous Victor drool.

Seeing him staring at a photo with enthusiasm, Nadya stretched out her hand a little tastefully, grabbed the photo without looking at it, and put it directly on the side of the coffee table. The gnawed chocolate was brought to Victor’s lips and said, "You taste it, it's really delicious."

Victor tilted his head, and at the same time he grabbed Nadya by the wrist, turned her into his arms, and smiled: "I just want to eat what's in your mouth."

After speaking, he bowed his head and looked for Nadja's moist lips.

Nadya chuckled and hid twice, worried about touching his wounds, and soon let him succeed.

The girl's lips were moist and soft, and her breath was very fresh, with a sweetness characteristic of chocolate. Victor sucked greedily, like a groundhog trying to get tomato juice.

Nadya's body was still a little stiff at first, but she soon weakened, and the breathing in her nasal cavity gradually became thicker. She could feel Victor unbuttoning her front breasts, and even the front chest exposed. There was a slight coolness, but she seemed to be addicted to lust, lazily motionless, let alone resisting the struggle.

After pulling the girl's clothes open in his arms, Victor let go of her somewhat red lips. This lustful scumbag wreaked havoc on the girl's not too plump chest with one hand, while the other hand faded away from the other side. This is not the first time he has done this kind of pants. As the saying goes, practice makes perfect, he is now a veteran in understanding clothes.

When the two long legs that fascinated Victor were not exposed, Victor tried to push Nadja’s flushed face to his crotch. He had asked for this several times, but this girl didn’t. Willing to submit.

Today, his luck was obviously good. After a slight resistance, Nadya finally gave in. Seeing her buried in her crotch, Victor's face showed a smug expression.

For any man, it is undoubtedly a great satisfaction to be able to capture a young and beautiful girl, not only physically, but also psychologically, but Victor didn't notice it, and he seemed to be interested in it. Nadya, who was confused, her squinted eyes were filled with clear eyes.

As Victor’s attending doctor, Sergey himself is a professor at the University of Medicine. He has advanced studies in Germany and received a doctorate degree in Medicine from the University of Heidelberg. He is a true trauma expert.

During the Soviet-German friendship period, Sergey often traveled between Moscow and Berlin. Not only did he have a high level of medical science, he was also very good at social interactions. Therefore, he had many friends in Berlin.

However, since the outbreak of the war, Sergey’s good days have come to an end. Due to his past experience, he has become a focus of attention of the NKVD, while those in the medical university who have conflicts of interest with him have nothing to vote for. Send a few reports against him. From the outbreak of the war to the present, the NKVD has never relaxed its surveillance of him. These surveillances are even on the surface, and they will talk to him from time to time.

In fact, when Victor was admitted to the hospital, the NKVD did not agree to him as the attending physician. In the end, he could get this opportunity only with the insistence of the hospital.

Yes, it is very sad to say that before the war broke out, Sergey would not easily give people an attending physician, and he was very disgusted with the people of the People’s Committee of the Interior, even if the level of Beria came. He didn't want to bother and dared to refuse directly.

But the situation is different now. Sergey, who is good at social communication, is not a pedantic person. He knows when he can be arrogant and when he must lower his posture. Therefore, he really regards this diagnosis and treatment as an opportunity. , A rare opportunity.

Leaving aside the various auras that Victor is now entwined with, let alone his rank and position, a senior official at the National Security Brigade political commissar level of the NKVD is truly young and promising, with a boundless future. The focus here is on the "People’s Committee of the Interior", and now it’s this fascinating department that is causing Sergey’s troubles. So, if he can establish some kind of good relationship with Victor, those NPC When people from the Ministry come to trouble him again, they will at least constrain.

Just look at the situation in the past two months. Even though people from the NKVD have visited him four times in the past two months, the problem has changed. In the past, he always asked him what he did when he went to Berlin on a certain year, month, and day, and what was his relationship with someone such and so. Now, all the questions revolve around his patient, such as how well the patient is recovering. What medicine is used and so on.

Undoubtedly, this is a good start for Sergey. Therefore, as the attending physician, he now visits Victor six or seven times a day, and every other day, he will stay vigil in the hospital. Almost all the work that nurses should do.

Don't laugh at Sergey for being lack of integrity and no one standing in his situation. You will never understand how suffocating the pressure you will feel when a country's violent agency pays attention to you. You don't have to wait for the violent organization to directly act on you. Just the people around you are hostile, gloating, or pitying, or whispering behind your back, can make you collapse.

As always, Dr. Sergey got stuck at 11:30 and came to the door of Victor's ward. He stood in the hallway and reached out and knocked on the door.

After waiting for nearly half a minute, no one responded before he cautiously opened the door and walked into the living room of the ward. This kind of thing is very common. Many times when he comes, Victor is sleeping. As a doctor, he doesn't have to wait for the patient to say "please come in" before entering the ward.

The door from the living room to the bedroom was open. Sergey arranged his white coat and walked a few steps in the direction of the door with his head down. A strange sound was heard in his ears, which made him suddenly let go. Slowly.

Immediately, the moment he raised his head, he saw a scene where he regretted his recklessness and walked in.

On the bed in the ward, a woman in a white coat was burying her head under Victor's body, shaking her head, while Victor himself was leaning on the bedside, his eyes closed with enjoyment. One of his hands is still moving restlessly under the woman’s coat. It can be seen from the bare half of the calf at the bottom of the woman’s coat and the pants piled on the ankle. Victor’s hand should be playing with someone’s thigh. .

Sergey was not embarrassed at this time, there was only panic in his heart. He realized that he was not here at the right time, and now he was in a dilemma.

Thinking of retreating, he turned his head and looked at the door of the ward subconsciously. Fortunately, when he came in just now, he didn’t close the door. At this time, the door was still open. The two of you shouldn't find out, right?

Thinking about this, Sergey really turned around surreptitiously, held his breath, and walked towards the door with a shrunk. What he didn't notice was that at the moment he turned around, the busy woman on the bed seemed to be He turned his head inadvertently and glanced in the direction where he was. At this moment, the appearance of the woman's bulging cheeks was extremely dissonant with the murderous intent flashing in her eyes.

Sergey, who escaped from the ward, had a very fast heartbeat. Because of the increased blood pressure, his brain felt a little bit painful. He felt that he was lucky and was not found. However, was he really not found? There is no bottom in his heart...It is estimated that in the next few days, he will not be able to sleep well.