Struggle in Soviet Russia

It was early in the morning, and the gray morning light penetrated through the bedroom window where the curtain was not closed.

Victor woke up from his sleep, he carefully removed Nadja who was snuggling in his arms, leaned over, kissed her whispering mouth lightly, and wrapped the blanket around her again. Then he turned over and sat up on the bed, picked up the nightgown discarded on the floor, and crept out of the bedroom.

When he walked out of the bedroom, Nadja, who was still asleep before, opened his eyes and listened to the groaning footsteps walking away. Then he turned over and sat up on the bed, jumped out of the bed with a barely perfect body, and tiptoed. He walked to the door of the bedroom and secretly looked out.

Outside the bedroom is a carpeted corridor, and at the end of this corridor is Victor's dedicated study. At this time, the lamp on the huge desk in the study had been turned on, but there was no one. Nadja, who was hiding in the door of the bedroom, could hear the sound of water coming. Needless to say, this was the sound of Victor washing herself.

After a few minutes, Victor's figure appeared behind the desk in the study. He made himself a cup of coffee and lit a cigarette, then sat behind the desk and looked through a document.

His brows were not frowned, his expression was focused, and he was different from that lustful leg fetish who always liked to kiss Nadya's thigh.

Nadya hid in the door of the bedroom for a while. Seeing that Victor had been immersed in the documents in front of her, she let out a sigh of relief and tiptoed back to the bed.

She glanced at the grandfather clock by the window. The pointer on it was still pointing at four and fifteen. It was less than four hours before the two fell asleep last night, and during the period when she lived with Victor. In time, this lecherous man will get up at this time in the morning no matter how late he sleeps at night and start his day's work.

Standing by the bed, Najia leaned close to the bedside table and whispered: "At 4:15, get up and work, as always."

Behind the bedside table is a wiretap installed by the surveillance department. A surveillance team of 14 people often lives in the building across the street. Victor's every move in the residence is monitored by them.

Nadya didn't know why she said the word "as always". She was just an agent who was placed next to Victor. Her job was to monitor and report on Victor's daily life, which was similar to "as always" with evaluation. Sexual rhetoric is not what she should say.

Returning to the bed quietly, Nadya lay there on her back, with a pair of light blue eyes looking at the black hole roof, thinking back to her experience during this period of time in her heart.

As a woman who has been trained as an agent since she was a child, when Nadya had just received this task, she had no good feelings for Victor's goal, because according to the information she got, Victor was an outstanding but private life. Corrupted men, and in Nadya's view, a person whose private life is corrupted is often closely related to corruption and depravity. As long as there is such a shortcoming, then this man is full of shortcomings. The stronger his abilities, the greater the harm to the Alliance. The best way to deal with this kind of person is to throw him into prison and make him look like a maggot. The same was buried in a dirty and smelly cell.

But with the contact during this period of time, Nadya's impression of this man is quietly changing. She found that from the requirements of a loyal Bolshevik party member, this man did not meet the requirements except for lust. Besides, there are no shortcomings in other aspects.

He is very diligent in his work. He goes to bed and wakes up early every day, and he has more than ten hours a day to process various documents. He has to process all the intelligence information gathered on the same day, and there will never be any. Even if a piece of information is postponed to the next day to be processed.

He doesn't pay attention to the enjoyment of life. In this villa arranged by the NKVD for him, all the arrangements are exactly the same as before. He didn't buy anything, not even a phonograph record.

In addition to smoking, he does not have any material greed. Even during the hospitalization, the high-end condolences sent from various places were sent to colleagues and doctors and nurses in the hospital, and his own diet was No difference from an ordinary Moscow citizen.

He also drank, but he never drank alcohol, even when he was alone, he had never been exposed to alcohol, which made his mind sober most of the time, except when he was going to bed with a woman.

There are always three clothes and three pairs of boots in his closet. Yes, there are no expensive custom suits or handmade leather shoes. All three clothes are allotted military uniforms. The boots are also military boots. The only watch is also the NKVD. Department allotted. The glass cover of this watch was broken, and the young man named Varenka only replaced him with a glass cover a week ago.

On December 7, the Moscow City Committee called on the citizens to donate money and materials for the war. The man took out all his savings at one time, totaling 17,452 rubles, which is the salary he has accumulated over the years.

His narrow social area feels incredible. Apart from the staff of the NKVD and a limited number of generals from the Western Front, he has never interacted with anyone.

Well, he also has a place to use power for personal gain. For example, he used his power to adjust his work for two women who have a special relationship with him. This is the only problem that Nadya has discovered since this time.

Even so, in Nadja’s view, this man’s performance in party spirit principles is far better than that of more than ninety-nine percent of the party members and cadres in the league. Apart from the lecherous point, he is just like a man. Ascetic monks who believe in communism.

From a personal point of view, this man is not only outstanding in appearance, but also seems to have a very special charm on his body. Nadya herself can't tell what this charm is. If you describe it, he feels like it. , It's like having lived a long time, and there is a kind of indifference to see through time. In addition, his mature and gentle qualities make him very attractive to women. He is like a candle in the dark, attracting certain women to pounce like a moth.

Also, the man’s ability in that area seems to be as outstanding as his ability to work, and, perhaps because he has experienced more women, he will always come up with some shy and exciting skills, which makes him While satisfying himself, he can also give his woman great satisfaction.

Thinking of this, Najia actually felt that her body was a little hot, and there seemed to be some kind of fluid spilling out of the sensitive parts of her body, and she didn't know whether it was the man who left it in it or it belonged to her.

I turned over on the bed a little tired, Nadya bit on a corner of the thin blanket, thinking sullenly: Maybe it’s good to follow such a man for a lifetime, but she also knows very well that it’s impossible. This has nothing to do with whether she had a sterilization operation, but the committee will never allow such a result to occur.

Not to mention that she didn't have a chance. The women who are now around Victor have no chance. The committee will not accept a woman who doesn't know the foundation to become the wife of a core member like Victor. They have countless methods to kill this trend in the cradle.

Nadya felt that her best result was to become this man's lover, and that the two of them kept getting along with each other in this kind of relationship. Well, this also seemed to be a good choice.

Just as Nadya was thinking about it, Serov, who was directly under Victor in Baku in Transcaucasus, was also worried about the personal life of her young subordinate.

Since the end of the Kilmanovo blockade, the young and promising Victor, who has not yet been married, has become a target in the eyes of many people.

Just last night, Mehlis, who had just rushed to Baku from Moscow, made a suggestion to Serov. He wanted to transfer Victor from the NKVD to the General Political Department and talk about the propaganda work of the General Political Department. Has not been doing well enough, and Victor seems to have potential in this regard.

Who doesn't know who Mehlis is from? He is a dog raised under Bulganin's hands, not to mention who is entrusted with the propaganda work of the General Political Department. Is it possible for Meheris to be the master? Obviously, this is what Bulganin himself meant.

Although he knew that this was what Bulganin meant, Serov didn’t mean to give in. He refused Mehlis’ proposal without hesitation and asked him to go to Comrade Beria. If Comrade Beria could Accept it, he can accept it.

As the "king of small reports", how dare Meheris go to Beria, he has to worry about whether his Tianling Gai will be scolded by Beria flying, so he immediately retransmitted and said that Victor was almost three years away. It's unreasonable that a ten-year-old is not yet married. And he happened to know a very nice girl who would graduate from Moscow State University in the New Year. The girl is not only beautiful, but also from a very good family.

Serov didn't wait for him to finish introducing the girl, so he asked if the girl was called Ilena, whose surname was Bulganin, her parents had died young, and she had only one uncle who was serving as a military commissar in the Western Front. If it were this girl, he couldn't do the same thing. Comrade Stalin had to nod himself.

Comrade Bulganin wants to marry his niece to a head of intelligence in the NKVD. What does he want to do? It is estimated that Comrade Stalin will be concerned about this issue.

For Serov, it is easy to block Mehlis back, but there are some people he can't block, such as his direct leader Comrade Beria.