Harbin Eastern Railway General Bureau is a typical three-story Russian building, and it is also the largest stronghold of the Soviets in the city of Harbin.

Since the defeat of the Northeast Army after the Middle East Road Incident, the Soviet Union forcibly occupied Harbin and Manchuria, and at the same time put the Black Blind Island under its control, the Soviet Red Army's Red Army in the Far East, especially the Red Banner Far East Army, also took advantage of the situation to evacuate its intelligence agencies from Vladivostok and settle them in the prosperous Harbin.

The office of the Soviet Union in North Manchuria, the General Intelligence Bureau, was located in an office of the Main Directorate of the Middle Route Railway.

"Dear Comrade Makarov, we got the news at Lushun that a celebratory dinner was held inside the special high school section of the Kwantung Department to celebrate the cracking of our intelligence organization, one person was killed on the spot, and two are on the run!

The person who was killed has already been identified as the new Cheka commissioner for the Far East, Suslov.

And the two people who escaped were Suslov's informants in the Northeast! ”

A handsome, personable foreign man in his 30s reports to a Soviet general sitting behind a desk with a big belly and a bare head.

"Sorge, good job!

You have been in China for more than three months, traveled from Harbin to Guangzhou and Shanghai, traveled all over China's major cities, and established good relations with various local governments as a German journalist. In just over three months, I am amazed that you have been able to do this!

Even the internal intelligence of the special high class of the Kanto Hall in Lushunkou, you can get it so quickly, it really deserves to be the trump card of our four games!

It can be seen from this how incompetent the waste left behind by Dzerzhinsky is!

You must know that you have been officially engaged in intelligence work and training for less than a year, and you have only been on the mission for more than a year, and the work you have completed is already better than that of those wastes working in China for more than ten years!

But I don't know, what are your plans now?

Stay in China, or go back to Europe? ”

A handsome middle-aged man known as Sorge, with a typical German face, thin lips, a high nose, and light blue eyes sunken deep into his sockets. Approaching forty years old, he is undoubtedly in the most attractive stage of a man—a vague smile, an elegant and magnetic conversation, and two extremely eye-catching sword eyebrows above the blue eyeballs.

Anyone, just by looking at it, will be attracted by this person's sharp eyebrows!

This person is none other than Richard Sorge, who was later called the Red Spy King of the Soviet Union!

Originally of German-Russian descent, he grew up in Germany, joined the German army in 1914, fought in World War I, joined the Communist Party in 19, and came to the Soviet Union in 24. After being recommended by Belkin, he joined the intelligence department dominated by the Soviet Red Army - the 4th Directorate of the Red Army Command.

Since then, he has completed the transformation from a journalist to an ace agent.

Coming to China was his first mission after becoming an intelligence officer.

In fact, China's complex and volatile political situation and turbulent environment are the most suitable for a foreigner to come here to lurk.

And compared with the Chinese, foreigners have unique conditions - as long as they have a foreigner's skin, they will be respected by everyone wherever they go.

Sorge was apparently accustomed to this respect, and during his several months of traveling to China, he used his position as a German journalist to establish good relations with the upper echelons of the Nanking government. Perhaps because of this, in the face of his nominal superior in front of him, he did not show a trace of the caution or even awe of his subordinates in the face of his boss.

Faced with the question of whether Makarov would stay in China or return to Europe, Sorge showed a mysterious smile on the corner of his mouth and said:

"Major General Makarov, forgive me for selling off. However, I can tell you that neither Europe nor China, I will go to a more interesting place, and when the time comes, you will know. ”

Makarov nodded - this Sorge, although he is now under his own command, but in fact, he is the proud disciple of the former head of intelligence of the Red Army, Jan Karlovich Berzin, and his affairs are not easy to ask about at all.

After all, although Dzerzhinsky is dead, the Polish faction in the party is still powerful, and Berzin is the current leader of the Polish faction.

He touched his bare head, took out a piece of paper from the drawer, handed it to Sorge, and said:

"Comrade Sorge, this is the list sent by the Cheka, now they have two commissioners, one is missing and the other is dead, although they don't want to hand over the information to us, but Suslov this waste was killed by the Japanese, and now they have completely lost control of the intelligence organization, I need you to find those two people who are connected with Suslov, how about it?"

Sorge nodded noncommittally, since Zhukov disappeared and Suslov was killed, there has been a vacuum in the intelligence organizations of the Soviets on the Shandong Peninsula and the Liaodong Peninsula.

"Major General Makarov, if you want to take over the intelligence system left by Zhukov and Suslov, it will be quite difficult to rely on just two reliable connectors. Rather than that, we should focus on the Japanese.

Now that the Japanese are growing in their ambitions for Manchuria, we need to have as much information as possible, orders, reports, circulars, ciphers, letters and notes of officers and soldiers of the Kwantung Army. In addition, the most important thing was to obtain a military map of Manchuria drawn by the Japanese.

This is crucial for our future actions.

However, I will also pay more attention to the two people you mentioned, but please don't have too high expectations for this matter, so as not to cause too much psychological gap. ”

"Haha," Makarov couldn't help laughing a few times after listening to Sorge's conversation, and said:

"Dear Comrade Sorge, it is not easy to get information about the Japanese. To be exact, it is even more difficult than taking over the intelligence system left behind by the Cheka. You know, we look so different from them. So, we had to recruit some Chinese locally to do things.

However, these Chinese, you know, are neither knowledgeable nor enthusiastic, and what they provide is very poor, so I suggest that you still focus on what I say. ”

"Do you include Zhukov among the people you are talking about?" Sorge asked suddenly.

Makarov was suddenly stunned, and his face suddenly became very ugly.

He looked at Sorge's face—the guy's face suddenly became very serious, and the eyebrows gradually stood up, and it seemed that he must have heard some kind of wind.

Makarov coughed twice, hiding his embarrassment - these intelligence guys are so unreasonable!

It was still drizzling just now, but in the blink of an eye, it was like the weather in Siberia, and the cold was freezing people's blood.

Makarov stabilized his mood and spoke:

"Comrade Sorge, of course I don't include Comrade Zhukov, he is a Soviet, naturally different from those Chinese. Unfortunately, it's been months since he disappeared, and I haven't heard from him yet, so I have no choice but to give up. ”

"But I didn't give up." The corners of Sorge's mouth tilted, as if he wanted to let out a little laugh, but his cold eyes showed that what he was saying below was not funny.

"Comrade Makarov, I did not find any record of Comrade Zhukov's arrest with the Japanese, on the contrary, the two people who Zhukov informed the last contact with the Railway Bureau were the liaison officers of our Fourth Bureau.

And they have already turned into two corpses.

And, I know, they were the ones who did it first. ”

With Sorge's voice, Makarov's expression became more and more unnatural, he kept looking at Sorge's expression, but found that Sorge did not let go of this matter at all.

Makarov's face was getting redder and redder, and the veins on his forehead were clearly recognizable, and suddenly, he slammed the table and shouted:

"Sorge! I know, your teacher, Berzin, once spent time in the Cheka. But let's not forget, he is no longer the head of the intelligence department of the Red Army! You Polish pies, it's over! Finished! ”

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