I nervously glanced at the corner where I might have been watching, and then at the officers, civilians, and ladies who came and went in the hall.

Mosvenk frowned and asked me suspiciously, "What, is there a problem?" ”

"You seem to be looking around all the time," Mosvenk made an unfunny joke, "looking for an acquaintance in the Kremlin?"

I rolled my eyes, got angry and punched Mosvenck in the lower abdomen, sarcastically, "Report to the commander!" I just suddenly noticed that the reaction of the other people in the hall was strange. ”

"Oh? Is it? Mosvenck asked ignorantly, "What's so strange?" ”

I refuse to explain this. If I hadn't known anything about Mosvenck, I would have thought that this guy who was alive and well during the war deliberately pretended to be "ignorant" about the environment in social situations.

We stepped onto the dance floor. Mosvenk did as Slavik had done before, with one hand on my hip. I grabbed his other hand.

"This position...... It's weird," Mosvenck frowned, "it's like ...... Wrestling matches are the same in Mongolian festivals. ”

I rolled my eyes again and replied angrily: "Don't worry, Comrade Commander." I'm not going to eat you. It's just that I'm a little curious, didn't you ever go to prom before? ”

Mosvenck didn't squeak for half a day. Well, I guess, I guessed why.

In the past, when I was in the Kremlin, we used to hold balls in our department. The problem is that since I have the kind of focus of attention, there are naturally people who hardly attend. Perhaps that's why proms are often held in gymnasiums. Because in this way, you can make full use of the basketball court in the edge corner of the room, so that some people do not seem idle.

I can be sure that before that, Mosvenck was definitely a regular on the fringe basketball court.

In this way, I took this clumsy apprentice and danced for a long time. In order to solve the problem that the other party has been sweating nervously, I can only suggest that Mosvenck try to focus on the trivial things around him, such as the rectangular table and the goblet of red wine-

Anyway - well, I'm quite nervous - as long as I don't think about Lomanov's advice yesterday, my palms are sweating, and I have been trampled on by Mosvenck and so on.

"By the way, what were you talking about earlier?"

I didn't react for a moment, looked at Mosvenck suspiciously, and then was stepped on again.

"You seem to know Marshal Eger?" Mosvenk spouted Nunu in the direction of Lomanov. Just now, Marshal Eger and a few other foreigners had been surrounding Lomanov, and just now they were scattered, leaving only the latter dancing with a beautiful Czechoslovak woman with a red face.

Eger...... Hearing the name, I gently pursed my mouth and replied angrily, "Of course." Our family has known him all along. ”

Even if you look at my expression, Mosvenck should be, I don't want to mention it again because my relationship with Marshal Eger, and even at home, is relatively stiff, but Mosvenck doesn't seem to know how to read words.

"Cut. I thought you and Marshal Eger were old acquaintances, old friends," Mosvenk let out a sigh of relief and asked suspiciously, "you should ...... It's not from a civilian family, is it? ”

If anyone else dares to mention this history to me, I will definitely walk away. But I can't, I can only continue to curse Lomanov.

I replied faintly, "Do you know Ferdinand I?" He was my great-grandfather. ”

I felt that the tone of my voice was as if I was talking about the mountains of swords and fire, the lowest hell. Well, that's what it is.

Mosvenck didn't seem surprised. He was only slightly surprised, and asked with a somewhat strange gaze: "Are you a Bulgarian royal family?" It's strange, then how did you get into the Kremlin? ”

I gave Mosvenck a strange look and suddenly remembered that this was a normal problem. Just as the leaders of the Allied countries rarely come from civilian families, in the Allied countries, the term "former exploiting class" on the family history is the biggest obstacle to promotion.

I tried to put on a pitiful look (I should be pretty charming, supposedly). But Mosvenck's reaction was as if he was controlling his facial expressions, trying not to laugh as much as possible): "That's true. But in Bulgaria, there is one family that is an exception. ”

"Exceptions?" Mosvenck clearly didn't understand. He scratched his head, "What exceptions?" ”

News from this guy...... It's too ill-informed, isn't it...... However, I rolled my eyes and pretended to think he was joking.

"Come on......" I stepped on Mosvenck as I pretended to be unintentional. Raising my head, I met the smiling Lomanov, who threw me a "well done" look, to which I rolled my eyes, rested my chin on Mosvenk's right shoulder as if nothing had happened, and held my right hand from the bottom up, "After the revolution again." There is only one Bulgarian aristocrat who has not been purged. ”

"Alright then," said he understood, but the phrase "confused" still had the phrase "confused" written on Mosvenck's face. But he bravely chose to slap his swollen face and become fat, pretending not to be lonely and unheard of and asked me, "But...... You like, you hate the look of Marshal Eger? Did your family have a holiday with Marshal Eger? ”

"Much more serious than that, really. When it comes to contradictions, most people can't think of ......"

Suddenly, Mosvenck shuddered for no apparent reason, took me in his arms, and whispered in my ear, "Someone is watching us." ”

"What did you say?" I was amazed. The first thought, that Lomanov had arranged for the agents to spy on me, might have been detected.

When I turned in a circle, turned to Mosvenck's point of view, and followed Mosvenck's gaze towards the staircase in the far part of the hall, a scene confirmed my suspicions.

The door next to the staircase had already been pushed open. A figure dressed in half-worn woolen appeared out of thin air from a ballroom and walked silently to the door. Noticing that I might be looking at his position, he tilted his head a little and pointed in our direction. Nodding coldly, he pushed the door open.

I always felt that he should be invisible. Otherwise, how could no one notice him?

And...... When he looked at me, I felt that there was a purple glow in his clear blue eyes.

At that moment, I was sure that I had definitely seen him before, I just couldn't remember him. He wasn't supposed to be Lomanov's spy, but he was a little curious about us, so he watched to see what we could do.

Seemingly...... He has achieved his goal.

……

When I returned to my apartment after a long absence, I suddenly felt that after returning from the United States, what I missed the most was this small room that I had hated so much.

After washing up, it's time to go to bed. At the banquet before, Marshal Eger told us that we would soon be in a new battle. I'd better hurry up and make peace of mind.

The TV was still announcing the victories of the coalition forces again and again. After the liberation of Washington, the already fragile home defense line of the United States is now even more breached. A large number of Canadians who were supposed to go south were blocked in the northeastern United States, because even Dougan himself was nowhere to be found; And the Americans, who remained in the South and prepared to resist the torrent of allied steel, now had to abandon large swaths of the territory that Kaveli had asserted that he would "never give up" and shrink the front. So far, so good.

If you say...... Generalissimo Viladimore's raid on New York was not fought for a long time with the loss of four dreadnoughts, and with the ruins of the Statue of Liberty, New York was even more perfect.

Turning off the TV, I pushed away my underwear and other clothes from the bed and lay down on my ass. As soon as I relaxed and sat comfortably in bed, I was confused.

But it didn't take long for the shrill telephone bell to "jingle bell-" urging. I reached out impatiently, and when I picked up the phone, Makarov's panicked voice came from inside.

"Comrade Political Commissar, please hurry up and come to the barracks, we are here...... Something happened! ”

"What's so urgent...... It's not the Allied devils who have hit Moscow again......"

"It's not! Comrade Commander he ...... And Comrade Villadimore is already making a big fuss! ”