Sure enough, the door was pushed open in the next second. The two bigwigs, Chuikov and Zhukov, came in. There was a sense of dawn in an instant.

"Sorry, Dlausky, for frightening you. I beg your pardon for this to be a request from the top leader. ”

Political censorship, which was commonplace in the Red USSR.

During the Soviet Revolution, basically all the landlords, aristocrats and capitalists were taken and shot. It is no exaggeration to say that the origins of three generations of poor peasants and four generations of beggars are the most popular among the upper classes.

Chuikov took Mei Mumu's hand and told him in person that the former commander of the 62nd Army, Lopatin, was his uncle.

Umegi is dumbfounded!

I'm barely the second generation of the army?

However, there is a 'surrender faction' uncle, who doesn't seem to take advantage, but follows the blood luck!

Zhukov next to him also spoke, nagging, anyway, openly or covertly told Mei Mumu that it was not that he didn't want to erect you as a national hero, but that if you became famous, your uncle would be very embarrassed. In fact, the organization still trusts Comrade Lopatin very much, so you may have to be wronged.

When the supreme leader is in a good mood, it is estimated that your uncle will be transferred to the Northwest Group Army. You'll be more promising or something.

Anyway, the subtext is just one sentence: "It's okay to be promoted and get rich, but it's okay to be a national hero." ”

Hey!

This is more in line with Mei Mumu's heart!

Although Mei Mumu patted his chest and said that he was a screw of the Red Army, and he would go wherever the organization wanted him to go, he turned around to give face like this, not rubbing his right index finger and middle finger to get benefits.

As a result, Mei Mumu was promoted for the third time in three days.

At first, he was promoted to a private class by hiding from bombing, and he was promoted to sergeant by fighting a tank and machine gunner, and now he is promoted to three ranks, and he is actually a captain.

But he, the captain, is a single commander, and he doesn't have a single soldier under him.

It's not that Chuikov doesn't give face, but Mei Mumu himself doesn't want it.

Nima, followed by a bunch of oil bottles, can I still play magic happily, master?

Therefore, Mei Mumu's mission is still guerrilla.

It's just that human nature is greedy, and once the beheading plan is successful, it is the so-called book of profits.

The old boy Chuikov was also greedy: "The motherland needs a good comrade like you to strike the most resolute blow to the aggressor." But ......"

Well, the word 'but' is all nonsense before it.

"I heard that you infiltrated the enemy's military headquarters and killed more than thirty people with a dagger?"

Maozi's spy is still a bit level, at least he knows how the enemy died.

"No, just more than twenty people. I pulled the electric brake and put anesthetics in their food. ”

Chuikov's eyebrows furrowed, it was clear that Mei Mumu's agent-biased style of play was not very much to his appetite as a traditional commander. As a rare general who has been a diplomat, Chuikov's discipline is also lower than that of ordinary generals.

"It's okay, I'm not blaming you. The brutal slaughter of our people, and it is reasonable for us to retaliate by any means. I just hope that, if possible, you can help us capture a German general?"

"Well, I should be able to try it. I might need some tools though. ”

"No problem. "Chuikov went out, and when he turned around, an official from the Ministry of Internal Affairs came in. The guy had a victorious smile on his face and seemed to say - I said it all, this kid is a good seedling of an agent. His true value is not on the battlefield.

Pretending to be confused, Mei Mumu asked the boss of the Ministry of Internal Affairs for some anesthetic medicine and a good bundle.

After going out, even Zhukov encouraged Mei Mumu.

Mei Mumu is just a somewhat level soldier now, if he hadn't managed a military department, a big guy like Zhukov wouldn't have killed him.

On the night of October 20, Mei Mumu went out again.

Originally, the front line of Hans was very tight, and now it is a checkpoint on the third floor and the outer three floors. It's a pity that it's useless for someone, it's snowing heavily tonight, accompanied by a force 7 wind, and visibility is less than five meters. Basically, if people don't rush in front of them, it's hard to distinguish between friend and foe.

Anyway, the front line is all blind and fighting, and those who come from the opposite side will shoot as such. During World War II, soldiers from all over the world had a sharp-nosed marksmanship, with an average of 25,000 rounds of ammunition killing one person. A large number of bullets were used for cover firing and fire suppression.

Except for Maozi's Ula charge, it is rare to see a large number of soldiers hanging up together. In the Battle of Stalingrad, Germany lost so many people, more than half of whom froze to death due to lack of supplies.

In this kind of ghost weather, Mei Mumu is like a fish in water. He can fly!

It's just, it's really jelly.

The wind increased at minus 20 degrees, and the water splashed out froze in more than ten seconds at most.

Using the same method, Mei Mumu easily found another big fish. It was an abandoned villa. It was completely transformed into the headquarters of the German army. Originally, he wanted to continue to finish with the same abrupt finish as he did last time.

Now that the fool of the Ministry of Internal Affairs has taken the bait, someone who is bent on breaking into Maozi's special intelligence agency [Red House] must definitely show his 'professional' quality!

[Assassin's Creed] or something, that's an exaggeration.

This time, Umemumu explored the terrain with great care, and then the cat waited for half an hour on top of a storage room for the general-like guy to go to the bathroom.

Since the last time they took someone's military headquarters, Hans's vigilance has been much stricter, and even when the general went to the toilet, two guards followed, holding loaded MP40 submachine guns at the door of the toilet.

This level of protection is naturally useless for Mei Mumu.

Activating the Hanging Ring, thinking about the top of a toilet compartment, a portal opened.

The gadget sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs shot into the general's neck, and the general, who had just finished wiping his ass and put on his pants, fell soft on the spot. Before he could completely fall, Mei Mumu's magic whip tied him up, and fished him up like a fisher.

Before God knew it, a general disappeared.

In order to cover up the unscientific scene, Mei Mumu also left a little flaw......

Outside the door, the guards who had been waiting for more than ten minutes felt that something was wrong, and asked softly, "Your Excellency General?"

"Hmm. Hmm......" There was a voice from behind the door panel, and the guards saw the color of the general's uniform through the crack, and they didn't care.

But after ten minutes, why are you still pulling?

The guards, who finally realized that something was wrong, knocked on the door first, and then broke down the door, where was their general at the door. Just when they were in shock, thinking that Mao Zi was going to make a big change, the roof of the toilet suddenly fell a big board down.

The news quickly alarmed Hitler in Berlin.

The mustache is going crazy.

"What!?Are the guards all idiots?My general was forcibly taken out of the toilet roof, down an abandoned heating pipe?