Chapter 109: Traitor Alpha

Frankie Mill shrugged his shoulders and said he wasn't lying.

The man touched the newly grown beard on his chin, and it seemed that he was not in the habit of growing a beard.

Frankimir wanted to say something, but the man pouted and took the lead in saying, "We got information from the Ministry of State Security that someone in the Gulag has been robbed and imprisoned. The prisoners joined forces and launched germ warfare against the Gulag. So last night, the commandos of the Ministry of State Security burned down the entire Gulag with a fire. Everyone believes that there will be no survivors there. Unexpectedly, at least five survivors came to this Twin Cities at noon today, and they were received by the eldest princess who was under one person in the Twin Cities and above 10,000 people. ”

"Looks like you know more than I do! Is it necessary to ask me this and that? Frank Mire asked, dissatisfied.

"I just want to know the facts. You know those guys, always trying to highlight their great achievements, and they don't say anything, and none of them are true. Of course, maybe you came to the Twin Cities and didn't pay attention to anything because you didn't know anything. But you have to know that there are very few people who can come and go freely in the Twin Cities, especially those who are new to the city and have been swaggering. From the moment you walked into the Twin Cities, all forces were aware of you. They will quickly investigate your identity, so don't think you're going to be unknown here. The man said slowly, a grim smile on his face throughout.

"Who the hell are you? And why are you talking to me about this? Frank Miir asked puzzled, what the man said was not groundless, it was entirely possible.

"I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, as an agent, I must guard against arrogance and rashness, and learn to wait patiently in order to grasp the best time. You don't have to be physically strong and have a good physique to be a good agent. Look at Donald, who was powerless, but he rebelled against hundreds of British scientists, successfully launched several successful workers' movements in London, and more importantly, he broke into the core of the British government. The man shook his head.

"Could it be...... Are you guys from the KGB? "When he heard Donald, the first thing that came to Frank Mire's mind was the KGB.

Donald, however, is a world-famous figure. Three years ago, his identity was revealed and he fled to Moscow, who would have thought that this Scottish nobleman from England, a political digit who had served as a British diplomat in France and the United States, would be a KGB agent.

The man couldn't help but laugh, and he said proudly, "This lady, my sister is like this." She was a member of the KGB and served in the Moscow General Directorate. Ten years ago, like you, I was the same secret police of the KGB, but now I serve only myself. You can call me Alpha, I think you've heard of me. ”

"What! You are that traitor Alpha, a Tatar who betrayed the revolutionary cause! Frankie Mill looked surprised.

"Oh, how ugly! I'm not a traitor, the real traitor is the one who is pampered and in a high position but only knows how to seek personal gain. With a nod or a shake of their head, they can keep their pockets in their pockets, unscrupulous in their ends, and regardless of the lives of the dawn people. I serve the people, and they are the cause I strive for, and this is our original intention to liberate all mankind. The people who really need our help are those who work hard but can only earn a small income. They are always the last to get paid, but they are always the first to pay their taxes. They have lived in small, dimly lit dilapidated houses for generations, never able to improve their living conditions. Their lives are unattended, and their lives and deaths don't matter. They work tirelessly every day, work tirelessly, and in the end, it is difficult to even guarantee their own food and clothing. What this world has is enough for everyone to have enough food and clothing, but someone cruelly deprives it of all this. The real traitors are them, not me, I serve the people, not the tyrants, I will sacrifice for the people, but I will not die for the tyrants. He who despises the people is not qualified to rule the people. My mission is to create happiness for the people and turn every life into a beautiful journey. The man said sternly, as if he were making a speech.

Seeing the person in front of him claiming to be Alpha, he was a little too excited.

Frankmir blinked, a little overwhelmed for a moment, there were too many legends about this man.

He was once worshipped as a god and became a KGB hero, but later he was pained as an out-and-out traitor and a defector who betrayed his soul.

If you compare it to this guy's life experience, what are these things that have happened to me?

"Alright! All right! We don't talk about this. I just want to know, how did you notice me? Are you trying to persuade me to join the gang? This is impossible, my father was a staunch revolutionary, and although I dare not say that I will inherit his will, I can never be his enemy. Frankimir listened to Alpha's words, but he didn't think it would excuse him for treason.

Although on the path of the great revolution, mistakes of one kind or another may occur. But this is all forgivable, after all, no one is perfect, and everyone will make mistakes. As long as we have enough courage to believe that we will be able to correct our mistakes, then his revolutionary confidence will not waver.

However, Frank Miir could see that this Alpha was a very stubborn man, he didn't want to start a debate with him, he was not an orator like Donald, he didn't have enough mental strength, he knew he couldn't convince Alpha.

"I told you, everybody's paying attention to you." Alpha said with a sigh.

"I still don't quite understand." Frank Miir was puzzled.

"All the KGB people are watching you. The events of Beria are vivid, and although you are not a person, your father's reputation is too great. Alpha said, shaking his head.

"If you're really that alpha, you shouldn't know what's going on in the KGB." Frank Mimir was skeptical of Alpha's rhetoric.

"I'm not, but she is. I just told you that she is my sister, and I feel sad that my affairs have left her with too much pain. She was a swallow of the KGB, and she was ordered to lurk in the Twin Cities, and she told me about the KGB. Alpha said, looking at the girl.

"What! The KGB guys, lurking in the Twin Cities, I thought they weren't interested in this place. Frank Mimir said, and he also realized that the people in the KGB didn't necessarily necessarily serve only the KGB.

Reasoning from this, those who did it to him are likely to be the same. Just like Alpha commanded Yiru, Zhukov could also command, willing to obey his secret police.