My own war game

Chapter 155 Beria

At a railway station in Moscow, a military train was slowly pulling into the station. Kirponos and He Chi were sitting opposite each other in the carriage.

Leah, who had never been to Moscow, was whispering to Tanya, and the little girl could only lie down because of her injury.

He Chi kept looking outside through the window and checking his watch from time to time, and even subconsciously ignored what the general said.

"He, you seem very curious about this place?" The general had no choice but to make excuses for himself.

"Oh, yes, Comrade General, I am very interested in this place." He Chi reacted at this time and nodded to take over the topic.

"Oh? What kind of interest?" Kirponos rarely saw the Oriental man opposite him focusing on something.

"Of course it's a strategic interest." He Chi said casually, pointing outside the window.

"Sir, from the map, this train station is located in the northeast of Moscow. It is a hub connecting northern Russia and Siberia. If the reinforcements and supplies we have assembled in the rear want to reach Moscow quickly, this is the most convenient transportation point."

"I think if the Germans intend to cut off Moscow's supply, this will be an important target of attack."

The general looked at He Chi. He had given him small surprises from time to time during this period.

"You also have knowledge of tactics?" the general asked with some surprise. In his impression, there is a difference between spies and professional soldiers in this respect.

"No, I just came across it by chance when I was studying." He Chi answered ambiguously.

The general thought that it was a short training that the other party participated in when he was trained as an intelligence officer, and did not say much, but in fact He Chi said that he had come across some documents on the Battle of Moscow when he was in college.

Among them, the battle for the Yaroslavl railway station was a large-scale battle, with both sides deploying thousands of people, and the battle lasted for nearly a week.

The train stopped, and He Chi and his group followed the general onto the platform.

At this time, the Yaroslavl Railway Station had been fully under military management. There were about seven or eight machine gun positions within sight, as well as bunkers temporarily converted from buildings, and several 37mm anti-aircraft guns were erected on both sides.

However, unlike other places, the people here who were standing guard with guns and setting up positions were not wearing military uniforms. Judging from their clothes, they were all ordinary citizens. Led by some people wearing red armbands, these citizens were constantly reinforcing the fortifications.

"Where have all the soldiers gone?" Admiral Kirponos also noticed that something was not right.

"They are soldiers!" a voice came from the other end of the platform.

The sound of military boots was heard, and military police were running around and standing guard on both sides. A thin man wearing glasses appeared at the end of the passage.

The head of intelligence in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, Lavrentiy Pavlovich Beria.

"Comrade Kirponos, welcome back to Moscow. Comrade Stalin misses you very much." Beria strode over and extended his hand to the general.

"Hello, Comrade Beria. The railway station is such an important place, but why don't I see any soldiers on duty?" The admiral shook the other's hand and went straight to the point without any greetings.

"As I said just now, they are all soldiers, a workers' division formed by workers from the Moscow Steel Plant and nearby factories, with a total of about 9000 people." Beria pointed out the identity of the troops who were digging trenches and bunkers nearby.

"But these workers seem to be under-trained. If they are sent directly to the battlefield, I'm afraid..."

"I'm sorry, Comrade Kirponos, you may not understand the current situation in Moscow. Our manpower is very tight. The order to recruit citizens to join the militia was given by Comrade Stalin himself." Beria emphasized the last half of the sentence.

The spy chief then added, "As for the lack of training, I believe the battlefield will be the best classroom."

"Well, according to Comrade Stalin's request, please go to the Kremlin now. He will be waiting for you there. I will arrange for your entourage to rest first." Beria personally opened the door of a car. Kirponos didn't think much about it, bent down and got into the car, then leaned out of the window and said to the others, "You go and rest first, I will contact you later."

The car drove away, and Beria put down his raised hand and glanced over with a cold gaze.

Bekelev and Yulia stood at attention and saluted in panic, as if they were under a spell.

"You did a good job in Kiev. I heard about it." Beria walked over and patted the dust off Bekelev's shoulders. "The Ministry of Internal Affairs will not mistreat outstanding intelligence officers. Your rewards and medals will be delivered in the next few days. The awarding ceremony will be presided over by Comrade Stalin himself."

Hearing that Stalin personally awarded him the medal, Beklev showed excitement on his face, but he had not forgotten who brought him the honor. "Sir, I would like to report to you on the details of the operation in Kiev..."

Hmm? Beria glanced at him, and Bekelev shut up instantly.

"You two go to the headquarters to report first, and we'll talk about other situations later." The spy chief pointed to another car with an unquestionable tone.

The two of them could only sit in one row, and Yulia looked out the window with some worry.

"007, Hero of Dunkirk, Fox of the Strait, White Knight... How should I call you appropriately?" Belia looked at He Chi with a unique smile on his face.

"Just call me by my name. I think you should know." He Chi acted neither humble nor arrogant.

"Okay, then I'll call you He like they do. I hope you don't mind." Belia leaned to the side. "As a colleague, I have a lot of questions I want to ask you. Do you mind leaving with me for a while?"

He Chi looked at the other person, raised his hand and looked at his watch, then smiled and nodded, "As you wish."

Tanya and Leah were left elsewhere to rest, and a car soon took He Chi to a large building in Moscow.

"Please hand over your weapons." The guard at the door stopped two people, and Beria naturally handed the pistol to them.

"Don't mind it, this is the rule of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and I am no exception," said Beria.

He Chi nodded and handed over the captured Ruger pistol at his waist. After entering, the soldiers searched him.

After passing through layers of checkpoints, Belia's entourage led He Chi to a small meeting room.

Someone brought tea and snacks, and Beria waved his hand and asked others to leave.

"The following is our conversation among professionals, and it is limited to this room." Belia looked at He Chi and said.

"I agree," He Chi nodded.

"Then I'll be straight to the point. Take these things." Beria threw out a handful of things.

He Chi reached out to take it and found that it was a roll of large-denomination US dollar bills, which, judging from the weight, was at least 10,000 US dollars.

In 1941, this was a huge windfall.

"What does this mean?" He Chi looked at the thing in his hand and put it down again.

"I know everything about what happened in Kiev. My two intelligence agents are in your care, but for some special reason, I hope you can remain silent about this incident." Beria made his request directly without beating around the bush.

(End of this chapter)