My own war game
Chapter 400: Fall of Moscow
Chapter 400: The Fall of Moscow (VIII)
The office was somewhat quiet, Malenkov could no longer remain completely calm.
Several of the most influential ministers, including Molotov, Kruglov, Kaganovich and Bulganin, all wrote him an earnest "letter of explanation".
The meanings were similar. They each expressed their concerns about Khrushchev's dictatorship, praised Comrade Mikoyan as a true patriot, and expressed their willingness to "take decisive action" under the leadership of Comrade Mikoyan.
This is not a letter of explanation, it is clearly a letter of allegiance. Mikoyan took it out at this time just to demonstrate to himself.
The three departments of diplomacy, secret police and Wehrmacht all sided with Mikoyan at the same time, especially Bulganin's Wehrmacht, which was a force that could turn the world upside down in extreme circumstances.
What's more, under the joint leadership of him and Mikoyan, the other party would have a great chance of success even if they kicked him out and launched a coup by force.
Malenkov glanced at the people opposite him and found that except for Mikoyan, the other two were all equipped with guns, and one of them had a silver-white revolver that was extremely dazzling.
"This comrade looks unfamiliar. Is he also from the Ministry of Internal Affairs?" Malenkov asked casually.
"I have only been to the Ministry of Internal Affairs a few times. Now I am following Comrade Mikoyan and doing some ordinary work." The other party humbly took a half step back, but his right hand was only a few inches away from the gun.
Was he a long-time undercover agent of the Ministry of Internal Affairs? A new face who was specially transferred back for important events?
It seems that Mikoyan is fully prepared. If I don't agree, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave this office.
Malenkov took a deep breath and stretched out his right hand. "Comrade Mikoyan, for the great Soviet Union, let us once again join hands."
Mikoyan also stretched out his hand, and the two men held it tightly.
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At the end of July 1953, the situation in Moscow changed suddenly. Khrushchev, who had once had the greatest hope of becoming the first secretary, was suddenly attacked at a routine meeting of the Central Presidium.
It was Molotov who launched the accusation against him, claiming that his dictatorship was putting the entire Soviet Union in danger.
Other important figures soon joined in.
The entire top leadership had only two attitudes - either to agree or to remain silent. Khrushchev, who was highly praised and promoted as Stalin's successor a month ago, suddenly found himself surrounded by enemies.
Originally, the Presidium had initiated a vote to completely remove Khrushchev from all his posts, but Comrade Mikoyan, who had performed extremely well in various fields recently, stood up.
"Comrade Khrushchev has only made mistakes. If he can recognize these mistakes and correct them as soon as possible, he can still be saved." (Historically, this sentence was given by Mikoyan to Beria)
In the end, Khrushchev was demoted to Deputy Minister of Metallurgy and left the Central Presidium in disgrace.
His political stage has come to an end, and how long he will remain on the stage of life depends on the mood of the guys above him.
Historically, Malenkov and his group at least saved their lives after the failure of the struggle, and those who had some friendship with them could still play bridge in their later years. I wonder if Khrushchev could get a slightly decent exit after the positions were reversed.
On the Red Square, Mikoyan's personal photo was raised high. Although there were still some procedures to be completed, this veteran of three Soviet dynasties had already begun to actually preside over the work.
In Mikoyan's office in the Kremlin, there was a knock on the door.
"Comrade First Secretary, I'm coming in." Yulia, putting on her major general uniform again, walked into the office alone.
"Please take a seat, Comrade Yulia." Mikoyan, who had already firmly taken his seat as number one, did not put on airs but greeted the young female major general very gently.
"Comrade Yulia, I want to apologize to you on behalf of the Soviet government for the injustice you have suffered due to false accusations." Mikoyan stood up and bent his back slightly.
With his current status, such an attitude was already a statement of the highest standard, but Yulia just said quietly, "It's all in the past, Comrade First Secretary."
"Regarding your next job, Comrade Kruglov and I have discussed it. The Ministry of Internal Affairs will soon be integrated with the State Security Bureau. The new department will be abbreviated as KGB. I hope you can be independent in it. Apart from Kruglov, you will only be responsible to me. Are you satisfied with this arrangement?" Mikoyan's promise was actually to make Yulia the number two person in the KGB, letting a woman who will only turn 30 next year sit in this position. This kind of reward can no longer be described as a promotion across levels.
But Yulia was not overly happy, for she knew that Mikoyan was wary of such a huge reward not because of her excellence, but because he was afraid of that man's power.
Sure enough, the next second, Mikoyan raised the issue that concerned him most: "Comrade Yulia, how much do you know about red mercury?"
Yulia thought for a moment, then said, "I interacted with them mainly during the Great Patriotic War. At that time, they had not yet come out to work on their own. The main members were British and French agents. Many of them had the ability of ace agents, and their shadows were behind several international events in the world in recent years."
"What about 007?" Mikoyan asked the person he cared about most.
Yulia hesitated for a moment and said, "I'm sorry, maybe I never really understood him. If I have to say something, it's that he can do anything!"
"Omnipotent?!" Mikoyan did not expect to receive such an evaluation.
He had not been involved in intelligence work before, and the impression of the so-called king of agents only remained in the stories passed down by word of mouth.
He originally thought that 007 was just an intelligence agent whose abilities far surpassed those of others.
However, through reviewing the incident, it was discovered that the Moscow incident was almost entirely driven by this super agent, and he has not yet fully understood many of the methods used in the process - for example, how the nuclear bomb appeared and disappeared without a trace in the end.
No matter how much attention we pay to people who can influence a country's political ecology, it is not excessive.
Although he cooperated with Red Mercury to protect himself and eventually became the first secretary, the feeling of not being able to control the other party would make any person in power uneasy.
He suddenly understood Marshall's choice back then.
But he is not Marshall after all. Without knowing the other party's cards, maintaining a good relationship may be the safest option.
However, appropriate temptation is not impossible.
Thinking of this, Mikoyan picked up the pen and signed his name on the letter he had already written. "This is what we agreed with them before. The design bureau has already transported the things to the designated location. You can go directly to pick them up, and you will also be responsible for the handover work."
"Comrade Yulia, communication with Red Mercury will be one of your main tasks in the future. I look forward to your performance."
Yulia put the letter away, saluted, and turned to leave.
The female major general boarded a special car and then ordered, "Go to the Mikoyan Design Bureau."
The driver in front turned around and took off his hat.
"Congratulations on your promotion. Did the handover go smoothly?" the Oriental man said to her with a smile.
Yulia shook her head, picked up the letter written by Mikoyan and handed it over. "I'm afraid it's not that simple. Where is the place for the handover of materials?"
"Volga Heavy Metal Smelter?"
"Yes, that's where Khrushchev was just exiled."
(End of this chapter)
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