The whole villa fell into a dead silence, and after a long time, some people couldn't suppress the sadness in their hearts, and let tears slide down their cheeks, although Andropov only served as general secretary for more than a year, but the changes in the entire Soviet Union can be seen by everyone, and the security and medical personnel who followed the general secretary here can be seen every day Andropov dragging his body with oil and lamp, working until he can't hold on. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThis attitude is enough to bring tears to the eyes of anyone who sees it......

"Stop, what are you doing?" Krukoff looked gloomily at a guard who wanted to leave the place quietly, and shouted, "Who are you going to report to?" No one can communicate with the outside world without the order of the General Political Commissar. ”

Krukov's words, like a cold wind from Siberia, made everyone here fall into an ice cave. The people who protected Andropov here were all subordinate to the Ninth Main Directorate of the KGB. The meaning of the General Political Commissar, no one understands better than them.

"Lock him up first, even if he just needs to urinate." Krukov's piercing gaze scanned everyone, whether it was a paramedic, a guard, or a waiter, and said, "You know, the first article of the KGB instruction. ”

"Walk with justice, sniff out and root out traitors." A large number of people in the crowd, both men and women, consciously recounted.

This is a very chilling picture, some medical staff, waiters are motionless, looking at their colleagues, friends, and put on another look, as if this is their true face, for a moment, many people look at the familiar people around them, they feel extremely strange, and a chill is born in their hearts.

It was as if these ordinary people had seen an absurd tragicomedy and witnessed a dramatic transformation of the Soviet Union. Andropov, who had lost his life characteristics on the hospital bed, was quickly put away by these spies, and the whole villa was as quiet as ever, as if the general secretary was still alive and busy, and they were arranged to rest in a room, one thing is certain, in the eyes of the KGB, the lives of ordinary people are like the leaves falling on the street, and there is no psychological burden on the sweep.

At this time, it is four o'clock in the afternoon, the temperature in Yalta is 17 degrees, and you can see people walking on the beach as far as you can see.

Arrangements were being made in an orderly manner, and in Kiev, the capital of Ukraine, the first secretary of the Ukrainian party committee, Serbitsky, dressed in a very formal suit, boarded the train to Yalta in a posture of control.

Leningrad, the first secretary of the Leningrad City Party Committee, Romanov, received a guest in his home, which can also be considered his former leader, the former Leningrad First Secretary Tolskykov.

The two of them pushed and changed glasses at home, like old friends who had just met, recounting their experiences over the years. After Tolskykov was replaced by Brezhnev, he worked as an ambassador in China for a long time until his retirement. In contrast to Tolskykov, Romanov has risen through the ranks since then and is now secretary of the Central Committee.

"I don't have anything to say to you, but I want to remind you that the more complex the environment, you must make a clear decision and don't hesitate, otherwise you will pay the price for this hesitation." Before leaving, Tolskikov buttoned up his wolfskin hat and looked at this subordinate who he had not paid attention to, and said with empathy.

Looking at Tolskykov's back, the smile on Romanov's face gradually faded, and he nodded heavily to see the other party leave......

In the center of Moscow, in the Aragvi restaurant, in a private room, a beautiful girl in a pure black coat looked at a girl of the same age as herself with a smile, although the other party was dressed differently, there was some nervousness in her expression that could not be concealed, but she was indeed a little girl with a different charm from the outside, just like his mother.

Yulia has seen a picture of that woman, what can she say? is a woman with a lot of taste, no wonder it can make the Soviet Union have a number of giants, the first secretary of the Moscow City Party Committee Grishin is so fascinated, the evidence, is the girl in front of him.

"Eat slowly, we'll go shopping in a moment." Yulia has a gentle smile and a very elegant demeanor. The girl opposite is not an assertive girl, it's normal, she doesn't know who her father is, and she has been raised by her mother.

At the right time and in the right place, Yulia took advantage of her privilege and appeared in the Moscow Municipal Committee.

"Shall I cut off communications from Moscow?" Serov was standing by the window of the chairman's office, the Crimean Andropov retreat, where communications had been cut off. Now no one can find out what is inside. And what about Moscow? There is no need for this.

This cannot be done at first, Serov feels that it has not reached that point, the General Directorate of Surveillance and Investigation has monitored the communications of the Ministry of Defense and the Kremlin, and there are people eavesdropping on the communications of the two locations at any time. As long as the other party has the slightest clue, he can get the news within a minute, and in this case he has taken the initiative.

"It's a nice day." Serov looked at the gradually darkening sky, forgetting that the morning weather forecast was minus twenty degrees for today.

Standing in front of the villa, looking at the beautiful scenery, Shcherbitsky stood for a long time, and suddenly walked in with a smile on his legs, "It looks like this, but it is still not well considered, how can the communication be cut off?" Doesn't this tell Moscow that something is already happening here? ”

When he arrived in Yalta, Serbitsky quickly overturned Serov's arrangement, first of all, to release communications to the Kremlin, and not to prepare a coup d'état, so why play spy tactics.

"Just one day is enough, and a day can decide a lot of things. Isn't it? "Serbitsky, in the Crimea, greeted Serov on the phone.

"That's right!" Serov smiled gloomily and looked at Romanov and Grischen, who were sitting opposite. Serov and Shcherbitsky made a storm rise in the hearts of the first secretaries of the two city party committees. Can these two people come together? When did the Komsomol and the Dnipro gangsters have such a good relationship? Could it be that decades of open and secret fighting are all plays?

Hanging up the phone, Serov recalled, "Where did you just go?" Oh, and after a while at my son's wedding, that's it, just have a meal together. Although I don't want to be so high-profile, I can't wronged Shcherbitsky's daughter, right? There's really no way to ......."

A day after Andropov's death was suppressed, Serbitsky, who arrived in the Crimea, informed Andropov of his death, and Chernenko, Serov, Ustinov, Grischen, Romanov, Tikhonov, and Ryzhkov in Moscow learned that Andropov had died.

At the same time as the notice was given, Shcherbitsky immediately got on a plane and flew to Moscow, before he was going to talk to Kunaev, the first secretary of the Kazakh party committee, about the question of whether the Dnipro gangs would be able to exist.

In the Kremlin, the atmosphere became very solemn, and when Serov arrived, almost everyone was there, except for Shcherbitsky and Kunaev, who were still on their way. Well? The situation was similar to that when Brezhnev died.

"All here?" Serov walked to the table step by step, glanced over to everyone, and walked directly to the place where Andropov was sitting, and sat there in amazement to everyone's eyes.

Chernenko suddenly stood up, looked at the General Political Commissar who came in at the end with a very terrible gaze, and accused, "Serov, are you here for a coup d'état?" That's the position of the general secretary, and you're going to challenge the order of the motherland? ”

"I think I'm fully qualified to be the chairman of the funeral committee. It's not that I'm humble. Serov retorted unhurriedly, "When First Secretary Khrushchev was in power, I was already a member of the Presidium of the Central Committee, and you were still a member of the Central Committee at that time?" Comrade Chernenko! I am the General Political Commissar of National Security, the National Defense Councilor, the Chairman of the National Security Council, I am a marshal, and most importantly, I am young. ”

"Yura, why do you have to do this? We can talk about it. Foreign Minister Gromyko said in a slower tone.

"I never doubted the abilities of Comrade Andropov, but who would have thought that in a little more than a year, his body would become like this? Now that Reagan is menacing, let Comrade Chernenko be the general secretary again? I'm not cursing Comrade Chernenko, what if his health deteriorates? Serov looked around unmoved, and said, "To be honest, I'm not talking about myself anymore, my age can ensure that the country will not have to hold a state funeral for a long time." ”

"Who will lead the country is up to us to decide through the votes of the other commissioners." Chernenko sat down slowly, believing that Serov's move was not supported by the other commissioners.

"Yes!" Serov took out the phone and ordered, "I order, the Kremlin garrison will be put on alert from now on, and no one will be allowed to leave the Kremlin." ”

It was not until the arrival of Serbitsky and Kunayev that the vote on the chairman of the funeral committee began, and after Serov and Chernenko spoke respectively, Romanov, Grisshin and Aliyev immediately sided with Serov, and the movements were very skillful and crisp.

But after Serbitsky's statement, Chernenko's heart was shocked, and he did not understand why his comrades-in-arms were doing this.

Things are very clear, Kunaev is also on Serov's side, a domino effect appears, everyone is looking forward to it, Serov served as the chairman of the funeral committee, and began to transport Andropov's body back, after the vote, Serov stood up indifferently, today he can say, this is my Soviet Union.