The process of meeting the US ambassador made Serov's career as a gray diplomat a bright color. Great things start with the ordinary, and Serov doesn't mind his starting point, which is to start by bullying an old man.

"I don't know, but our people are already staring at the U.S. Embassy, and it's not far away, as long as there is news, it will come soon! It's a pity that the Americans are very vigilant and always clean the embassy environment regularly, and our eavesdropping equipment can't be installed at all! Mendelev also said helplessly, "After all, this is not in Eastern Europe, we can only do it secretly, and we can't get the Italian government to cooperate with our actions!" ”

"It's good now, the United States has actually received more help in Italy than we have, in fact, we should be more worried about eavesdropping, we don't have an accident, we have already earned it!" Serov was very satisfied with the security work of the Soviet embassy, and with a veteran like Mendelev, at least there would be no backyard fire.

"In the technology of intelligence, there are comrades of the Technical Bureau, and the KGB does not lag behind anyone in any country!" Mendelev said proudly.

Considering the level of science and technology of this era, Serov agreed with Mendelev's words, but after the middle of the Cold War, the KGB seemed to lack an ace spy in the United States, similar to the British Cambridge Five, which was really hard to find.

A thought crossed Serov's mind, but he couldn't grasp it. Waving his hand to keep Mendelev from bothering him, Serov looked at the ceiling in search of that feeling, opened his mouth and said, "Is there a person named Pinkovsky in the KGB?" ”

"I don't know, what's wrong with this person?" Menderev asked a little unboundedly, really didn't know what Serov meant by mentioning such a person, and quickly recalled Alexey's hint to himself, as if he didn't find Serov's thoughts.

"It's nothing, just ask casually, it seems that I heard a comrade mention this person! Help me inquire about this person! Serov said with a smile on his face. How could an ordinary traitor be in the eyes of Serov? But Pinkovsky is a different man, arguably the most devastating traitor in the Soviet Union in the early Cold War.

After being appointed military attaché of the Soviet Embassy in Turkey, he took the initiative to contact the British Secret Intelligence Service three times while in Turkey, hoping to provide intelligence for Britain, but the British Secret Intelligence Service was worried that he was a decoy from the Soviet KGB, so it refused his request.

Unexpectedly, he did not change his mind, and later visited the US Embassy in Moscow, mainly to arrange scientific and technological exchanges with the West. But as soon as he entered the embassy, he expressed his willingness to provide information to the Americans, and the information that Pinkovsky had betrayed was all top secret, and the timing was very critical at that time, during the Cuban Missile Crisis. The biggest KGB traitor in the Soviet Union in the sixties was much more powerful than Snowden in the United States decades later.

"Alright, I can inquire!" Mendelev said that he would wrap it up on me, reassuring Serov.

Serov was indeed relieved that as long as this man existed, Serov had a way to deal with him, and if he had already caused the losses of the Soviet Union, Serov said, it was time to bring back the feared Iron Maiden of the Middle Ages.

It's a pity that Comrade Smith seems to have consumed too much physical strength, and he honestly didn't come out of the U.S. Embassy today. It was a pity for Serov that he finally grabbed a soft persimmon, of course, and pinched it to death.

On 20 July, the Soviet Pravda and its subordinate Komsomolskaya Pravda intercepted part of the debate between Serov and Smith, and like Serov, added a comrade suffix in quotation marks to the end of Smith's name, with the title "A Passage between Serov and American Comrades".

Unlike Pravda, which is propagated internally, TASS does not have so many restrictions. The title is very simple, it is nothing more than "Square Debate", which lists all kinds of oppressive and weak behaviors of the United States since the founding of the country, and applauds Serov. Moreover, he mercilessly attacked some of the current policies of the United States, and then released some cruel words in a consistently strong tone, the times have changed, and this is not the era when the United States bullied the weak......

"Am I just bullying an old man and seeing that he can't support himself? Hehe......" Serov muttered to himself, holding the TASS newspaper from beginning to end, just to see who was bragging for him, but at the end he saw Goryunov's signature, his eyebrows twitched, and it was indeed a friend of Sherepin......

"What? Isn't it exciting to have a thigh to hold? Valya smiled and brewed a cup of coffee and brought it to Serov.

"I only hold the thighs of the goddess......" Serov's gaze was nothing, and his eyes were all on Valya's snow-white legs wrapped in black silk.

The quality of the furniture in Italy is not bad, and Serov, who put Valya in his arms and put it on his lap, sighed for a while. Thinking of the life ideals of some people in later generations, it is nothing more than waking up to the power of the world and getting drunk and lying on the knees of beautiful women. You can't get drunk if you're drunk, Serov's alcohol consumption is average, the power of the world is not yet in his hands, and Serov's life goal has not been achieved, and he still needs to continue to work hard......

Tasting the feeling of pinching soft persimmons, Serov could no longer control it, and implemented his own philosophy, he must pinch it to death. The Soviet ambassador was in charge of the people, and every day they squatted around the American embassy, watching when Ambassador Smith would come out.

After the day of the square, Ambassador Smith returned to the U.S. Embassy, as if he had been seriously ill, and his spirit was languishing for several days, not that he could not continue to talk nonsense with Serov that day, but after a day of sunshine, when it was almost dark, his physical strength was too much to bear. Thirty years ago, he was also a soldier, and he was defeated in front of Serov, and he could only lament that the years were gone.

After a week, I adjusted my mental state and was invited to give a lecture at a university. Almost immediately, Serov got Smith's itinerary and was almost overjoyed, don't you know that students are the most revolutionary?

Smith had just given a speech to the college students on campus for more than ten minutes, when he saw a car with a red sickle and hammer flag enter the playground, Serov got out of the car and glanced at Smith, and said secretly, there are aristocratic private schools that you don't choose, you have to come to a public university, you can't blame me. If it were a private university, Serov would not have gotten in.

"This mad dog!" Smith had the expression of his own son dead, and he was about to explode at Serov's mad dog-like stalking.

"Wake up, you, this is the pursuit of the Caspian Tiger!" Serov took the speaker from the interpreter and walked to the podium step by step.

[Thanks to the alphabet brother who starts with b for the reward]

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