"Let's start from the beginning...... Prisoner No. 7 took a puff of his cigarette and his eyes deepened: "I was born and raised in Stalingrad...... Oh no, Volgograd, that heroic city, should I say. In 1941, the Soviet-German War broke out, the Great Patriotic War began, and in 1942, the flames of war burned to Volgograd, and the heroic Battle of Volgograd began, which is known as the Battle of Stalingrad. I was a kid and spent my childhood in the midst of war......"

Stalingrad was originally called Volgograd, and a former Soviet leader named the city after himself, but after the disintegration, it was changed back to its original name.

"My father was a musician who was drafted into the army after the outbreak of war, and he would play the violin every time between battles. Then Tchaikovsky's violin concerto would float through the ruins of Volgograd, through the smoke of war, all the way to the ears of the German army. I don't know why, the German devils didn't expect to kill this person who dared to play the violin on the battlefield, probably because they also like music, anyway, this is the deepest memory of my childhood......" Prisoner No. 7 had a sad expression, completely caught up in the memories of the past: "The Germans were fierce, and the entire division of our army was killed, but we still won the final victory, fought all the way to Berlin, and forced the fascist leader to commit suicide with his mistress!"

Speaking of this, prisoner No. 7 clenched his fists hard, as if aroused by that history: "The great Russian people will win!"

"I appreciate your patriotism, but I want to know what happened next!" Cang Hao frowned: "I believe that although the war has been won, your life has undergone heavy changes!"

"That's right. Prisoner No. 7 nodded vigorously: "My father fought all the way to Berlin, and his comrades all fell, but he held out to the end, and in the final battle he planted the flag in the Reichstag of State D." That scene was captured by a photographer and became one of the most iconic images of the entire Second World War, and my father became a hero and returned to his hometown. But he did not get the treatment of a hero, and he was surprised to find that while he and his comrades were fighting bloodily on the front line, some people were hiding in the rear and enjoying the big fish and meat. He was angry, so he whined a little......"

Cang Hao hurriedly asked, "And then?"

Then, one casual morning, two plainclothes men came to the house and told my father that he needed help with something. I distinctly remember my father turning around and smiling at me, promising me that he would be back soon......" The more Seven spoke, the more sad his expression became: "That was the last time I saw him, and from then on, he was gone!"

"Sent to the Gulag?"

"That's right. Prisoner No. 7's eyes were filled with tears: "In Eastern Siberia, near the Chersky Mountains, there is a Kolyma River, and the basin is full of barren land. But gold was abundant near the Arctic in the basin, and in 1932 a gold mine was built there, directly under the leadership of the KGB, to drive people like my father to mine gold. That's right, my father was sent there, working sixteen hours a day, eating only a little more than a pound of bread, without any dishes, more nutritious. He was a musician, and he was not in good health, and soon fell ill, but there was no doctor in that place, so he died of malnutrition. It is said that the body weighed only 90 pounds, but he was a man with a height of more than 1.80 meters......"

Speaking of this, Prisoner No. 7's tears finally flowed uncontrollably: "I didn't see him for the last time, and all I sent to my mother and me was a death notice that said that my father died of exhaustion in a certain month and year. ”

"How do you know the truth?"

"In 1954, the Kolyma gold mine was closed, and one of the people who survived by luck was our neighbor. After he returned to his hometown, he whispered the truth to us, and at that time...... "Prisoner No. 7's gaze suddenly became resolute: "My worldview has completely collapsed!"

"You've been changed?"

"Yes. Prisoner No. 7 nodded: "I am proud to be a former Soviet citizen, and then I suddenly realized that in fact, my real homeland is Russia, and my motherland is now being ravaged by the KGB, and I want to free my motherland." The KGB brutes, even the German devils, didn't hurt my father, the musician, but they shamelessly murdered him...... What should I do?" The question is that prisoner number seven is asking himself: "It's simple, I'm going to join the KGB, get them to trust me, and then work hard and climb up a little bit!"

There are many stories in history, the most famous is of course Goujian, the king of Yue, who served Wu Wangfu with all his heart, and even tasted the feces of Wu Wangfucha, and finally gained trust. In the end, Goujian, the king of Yue, raised troops to break Wu and forced Wu Wangfu to death.

But these are all historical anecdotes, and today seeing that there is really such a person sitting in front of him, Cang Hao is quite surprised.

"My father is a hero after all, I borrowed some light, and I don't know why, the old bureaucrats of the KGB actually thought that I didn't know the truth about my father's death, and really regarded me as a new star with great cultivation value......" Haha laughed a few times, and the voice of prisoner No. 7 became happy: "I hide my true thoughts, and I have to be loyal to the KGB and be promoted step by step." In the end, I avenged my father and made the bureaucrats pay the price for their old eyes. ”

"In other words, after you reached the position of director of the General Administration of the Border Guards, you surrendered?"

"In your current popular words, I am a dick, and it is already a miracle to be able to sit in this position, and it is absolutely impossible to continue to rise. Across in front of me was either the son of a marshal or the brother of an oligarch......" Taking a puff of his cigarette, Prisoner No. 7 continued: "In addition, I already have too much information, and I know that the opportunity has come, so I took advantage of the opportunity to go to Huaxia to surrender." In order to wait until this day, I lost my normal life as a normal person, and I didn't even have a family. I've never dared to fall in love, because I'm afraid of falling in love with a girl, but I can't take her away, and when I surrender, the KGB will definitely trouble her and send her to a place like the Kolyma gold mine. By the time my mother died, I had no more relatives, that is, I was not afraid of KGB revenge. ”

"Do you know that this information of yours has advanced human history?"

"Of course. I'm proud of that. Prisoner No. 7 held his head high and said with a smile: "My motherland has gained independence, and the evil KGB has collapsed! Whenever I see the national flag raised on TV, I think that there is also a drop of my blood on it!"

"Sometimes history is unjust, you are a hero and no one knows. ”

"yes. Prisoner No. 7 shook his head helplessly: "Although the KGB has collapsed, there are many remaining party henchmen, and they still have huge energy, and there are many people in the younger generation who support them. They knew what I had done, and they ordered me to be hunted down forever, and as long as there was a KGB in the world, he would kill me, no matter where I was in the world. Therefore, the Huaxia side protected me and let me live on such a small island, and I could only watch TV and listen to the radio every day to pass the time. Occasionally, I go to the mainland, but I have to be very cautious. Huaxia tried its best to accommodate my request, and once offered to change my place of residence, but I felt more comfortable staying here. Luckily, with the internet, I can learn about the outside world, and I even have my own Twitter account, but no one ever knows who I am. ”

Cang Hao was very emotional: "This is the price of being a hero." ”

"Yes, there is a price to be a hero, and if you want to be a hero, there is a price to pay, even if it may not be the same as mine. After a pause, Prisoner No. 7 said categorically: "I think this qiē is worth it!"

"Yes. Cang Hao stood up and saluted Prisoner No. 7: "Thank you for doing a good job for history." ”

Prisoner No. 7 smiled: "Okay, my story is finished, tell me about you, what are you coming to me for?"

Meng Yanglong said directly: "The desire of the KGB has appeared......

Hearing Meng Yanglong tell him about the Cheka, Prisoner No. 7 snorted lightly: "Back then, the KGB managed the army, and in the most severe period, each squad had a KGB eyeliner, and they had to report the words and deeds of every officer and soldier to their superiors every day. After thinking for a moment, Prisoner No. 7 added: "But in general, the KGB is composed of a group of intelligence officers after all, and it is not an army in the true sense of the word. According to you, the Cheka has a large military power, so there is only one possibility......"

Meng Yanglong hurriedly asked, "What?"

"There is one exception to the KGB, which is my Main Directorate of Border Guards, which was really an army in itself. Coupled with the fact that this department is specifically aimed at Huaxia, it can better explain why the Cheka operates in Huaxia......" Taking a puff of his cigarette, Prisoner No. 7 said thoughtfully: "As far as I know, there are many extremists in the General Administration of the Border Guards, and today's Cheka may have evolved from it. But that's just speculation, I've been gone for thirty years and don't know what's changed. ”

It seemed that the No. 7 prisoner could not provide more information, Meng Yanglong nodded a little disappointed: "No matter what, I still want to thank you......"

Prisoner Seven pouted: "It's a pity I can't help much. ”

"Do you know your name? Cang Hao looked at Prisoner No. 7 and smiled: "Actually, you are not a prisoner, you are just forced to live in seclusion, so I don't want to call you Prisoner No. 7." Everyone should have a name, and of course if it's confidential, you can leave it untified. ”

Cang Hao only asked out of respect, he didn't expect Prisoner No. 7 to say it, but he didn't expect Prisoner No. 7 to answer: "My surname is Rezenov." ”