Transmigrated as the Crown Prince

As Zhukov waited anxiously, the time came to mid-February.

The weapons, equipment and support troops that Zhukov had been waiting for were still missing. He didn't even receive a tank last week. As time passed, he became more and more uneasy. On this day, he took the opportunity to attend a regular meeting of the "Underground Kremlin" and finally raised these questions to Comrade Stalin.

As mentioned earlier, Zhukov has become much more haggard these days, but Stalin is not much better. Because he had not been in the sun for a long time, his skin was sickly and pale. He had lost a lot of weight. His eyes were bloodshot and his eyes had dark bags. He looked like an old man in his seventies or eighties.

Although the doctor advised him to quit smoking, he still held a smoking pipe in his hand.

Upon hearing Zhukov's question, Stalin frowned slightly and called his secretary. "Malenkov, send a telegram to Comrade Beria now and ask him what's going on?" After all, Moscow's defense is the top priority, and Zhukov almost always responds to whatever he needs.

"Yes!" Malenkov exited the conference room and went to send a report.

Only Zhukov and Stalin were left in the huge conference room.

Starling picked up his pipe and took a puff, then said slowly. "Comrade Zhukov, what do you think of this upcoming decisive battle?"

After a long silence, Zhukov replied in a hoarse voice. "Comrade Stalin, this may be the worst outcome."

"The worst result?" Stalin muttered and repeated. Although Zhukov did not say it explicitly, everyone knew that the so-called worst result was to lose the Battle of Moscow, and losing this battle was almost equivalent to losing the war. . For ordinary Soviet people, especially those who had suffered greatly from the war, national surrender was not unacceptable, but for Stalin, it was the end.

There was a brief silence between the two. After an unknown amount of time, a panicked Malenkov hurried in. "Comrade Stalin, Comrade Stalin. Comrade Beria called back and said that Siberia is in complete chaos and he can no longer control the situation!!"

"What!" Stalin and Zhukov were shocked, and Zhukov asked hurriedly. "What does losing control mean?!"

Malenkov shook his head. "I don't know either. Comrade Beria only replied with this sentence and then cut off contact. I have asked the radio operator to continue contact."

Stalin's face turned from white to red, and from red to black. After a brief silence, he broke out into a hysterical roar. "Rebellion! Do they want to imitate the Far East and rebel?! Dare to disobey Moscow's orders?!"

"..." Zhukov didn't know how to persuade Stalin at this time, and could only wait for Comrade Stalin to calm down without saying a word.

After yelling for a while, Stalin gasped for air and leaned back on the chair weakly.

At this moment, there was a gentle knock on the door outside.

"We should have contacted Comrade Beria!" Malenkov quickly walked over to open the door and took a piece of telegraph paper from the person outside the door.

After closing the door and turning around, he subconsciously looked down at the contents on the paper. It didn't matter. Malenkov's face instantly turned pale, his hands shook as if he had Parkinson's disease, and he didn't even hold the message paper in his hand, and it fell to the ground.

"!!" Seeing this, Zhukov felt an inexplicable and ominous premonition in his heart. He stood up quickly, walked over quickly, picked up the message paper, and started reading. "...Beria, in collusion with the reactionary forces in Siberia, is arresting and killing loyal revolutionary comrades..."

"Impossible!" Stalin blurted out. "Comrade Beria's loyalty is still trustworthy!"

Stalin trusted Beria because of many factors besides Beria once taking a bullet for him.

For example, Beria undertook many top-secret missions, including the establishment of the (original time and space) Gulag labor camp system; the secret migration of Tatars, Chechens, Kalmyks and other ethnic groups; the Katyn incident; the disposal of German and Japanese prisoners of war; and Atomic bomb program. Its power has gone far beyond the scope of a "secret police chief". This is precisely why Beria's two predecessors, Yagoda and Yezhov, were used as scapegoats after assisting Stalin in completing the Great Purge. However, Beria avoided the fate of being eaten by dogs during Stalin's lifetime. . Once Beria is removed, it will be difficult to choose a second person to take over the independent kingdom of "Bei Ji".

On the other hand, Beria was well versed in survival. Judging from Stalin's extremely suspicious mentality, a powerful official like Beria who held great power and was extremely capable could easily be killed. Therefore, in the era of Stalin's rule, Beria always carefully positioned himself as a loyal executor and resolutely carried out any instructions of Stalin. He knew that the slightest hesitation would bring death to himself. This It also caused Beria to piss off almost everyone, which is why Beria was beaten up by a group after Stalin.

Therefore, Stalin did not believe the contents of this telegram at this moment.

Zhukov also felt that this matter was a bit strange. "That should be what Comrade Beria said in the telegram that the situation in Siberia is out of control. And this telegram should be a way for those guys to slander Comrade Beria and deceive Comrade Stalin. They want to confuse the public and make us make mistakes. Judgment." The more he spoke, the more ugly his face became. "It seems that Siberia has completely turned its back. Comrade Beria may be in danger." With the rebellion in Siberia, Moscow was completely surrounded. They were surrounded not only by the German troops in front, but also by friendly forces in the rear. What's even more terrible is that Moscow will no longer be able to obtain arms, soldiers, and food produced by Siberia in the future.

"These damn bastards!!" Stalin roared again in anger. The twisted expression on his face was as terrifying as if he wanted to eat someone, every hair and beard stood on end, and his eyes were filled with blood-red resentment. "The Germans haven't even attacked yet, but they've already been betrayed by these bastards!" He cursed crazily, his face turning red and black. But while he was cursing, he suddenly covered his chest, showed an expression of pain, and fell down on the desk.

Malenkov and Zhukov were startled and quickly called doctors for treatment.

The doctor examined it carefully. "Comrade Stalin's fainting was caused by excessive emotion. He needs absolute rest now. If he doesn't get adequate rest, I can't guarantee that his symptoms will not worsen."

Malenkov asked the guards to find a stretcher and carried Comrade Stalin back to the bedroom.