At this time, the person Long Yun was curious about was in the room not far from the lounge.

The General Secretary's office, located in the middle of the underground building, is surrounded by reinforced reinforced concrete walls several meters thick; The entire underground building structure is on an earthquake-resistant buffer bearing, equipped with a complete three-defense and life-sustaining system, which can provide quite reliable cover in emergency times such as war.

The supreme state leader of the Soviet Union, General Secretary of the Central Committee of the Communist Party, Konstantin Ustinovich Malenkov, was at this time talking with the heroes of the armed forces and arms who had come to fight.

After going through the difficult years of the Soviet Union's prosperity and decline, this burly man in a gray suit was asking the soldiers in front of him about the battle situation on the front line and their personal feelings about the war.

Being able to travel to Moscow to meet with the General Secretary, these young men, who were good at military skills, were at first a little nervous and uneasy; But in such a relaxed and homely atmosphere, their minds gradually become active, and the atmosphere in the office also becomes comfortable and harmonious. Seeing the young man's bright eyes and ruddy and shiny face, Malenkov smiled, but his heart was really a little lingeringly heavy.

As a red empire that was forced to accept this world war, this damned war not only disrupted the difficult pace of the Soviet Union's self-adjustment and rejuvenation, but also made the defenders of countless countries pay the price of blood and lives.

These young people in their prime should have wandered the boulevard of the park with their beloved girl, instead of putting on military uniforms and getting caught up in this cruel war that strangled lives. Even now, what kind of fate awaits these fresh lives that he personally received when they return to the front line full of gunpowder?

If Yi Qiē could decide for himself, he probably would never allow such an inexplicable war to come.

At the end of the brief talks, he shook hands with the young men who stood up one by one, and the general secretary rarely sent them to the door in person; Returning to the table and taking a few sips of water, Malenkov sat down in his chair to rest for a moment, putting aside the complicated official duties and tense strategic situation for a while.

He also had to meet with a person alone.

This person, his existence zài is very important; Looking at the gray ceiling, the general secretary slowly immersed himself in those memories that were not so far away.

……

Four years ago, the 4205 hospital outside Moscow.

In a sunny intensive care ward in the inpatient unit, Malenkov accompanied his boss and long-time best friend on his last journey.

After suffering from a long period of illness, the old man lay on the sickbed, his weather-beaten face with an unconcealable tiredness.

Yuri Vladimirovich Andropov, the 2.03-meter-tall former head of the KGB, an indomitable giant who fought hard for eleven years as the supreme leader of the Soviet Empire, finally could not escape the call of death. With Andropov's all-out efforts, the Soviet Union, which was unable to return, finally had the strength to reverse the decline; And the unfinished business of this old man will be continued by him Malenkov.

"Konstantin ......"

"I'm here, Yuri."

"Come here...... I have something to say. ”

Standing solemnly in front of the bed, Malenkov listened carefully to the old man's story.

To his surprise, at such a dying moment, Andropov did not entrust him with national affairs at the beginning, but mentioned something somewhat inexplicable, which made him a little incomprehensible for a while.

"'Rome'...... That thing ......"

- "Rome"?

In a trance, Malenkov remembered the meaning of the word in their common experience; But he didn't understand why the old man was in a hurry to mention it.

"That thing...... You must pay attention. Extraordinarily ...... Attention," the old man's tone, somewhat feeble, "my opinion, Konstantin, that...... That's probably the biggest ...... in the world The biggest secret. ”

After saying this, the old man seemed to have finished explaining his most important thoughts, and let out a sigh of relief.

"Our contradictions with the West...... is irreconcilable. Konstantin, you know...... This has nothing to do with ism; The survival of the USSR had ...... Dignity for survival...... You have to be on your own...... To fight, to defend. ”

As if suddenly filled with inexplicable power, Andropov's tone became calm; Malenkov's face, which was standing on his side, also showed a look of determination with deep pain.

Yes, every qiē has to rely on their own efforts to defend.

During his years in the KGB, Malenkov, like his close friends, believed in the truth that if a country or a nation does not have a strong sense of self-respect and self-improvement, then no matter how brilliant its achievements in civilization are, they will eventually be destroyed by the war of the aggressors and become a wisp of black smoke in the long river of history.

This world is far from the time of Datong; Those opponents who are eyeing the Red Empire are constantly thinking about how to push it into the abyss from which it will never recover. The road is full of thorns, and there is only hesitation to move forward; The road of the Soviets was destined to be full of baptism of iron and blood, and the mighty Red Empire, although still in internal and external difficulties, could not afford to fall into despair and sinking!

From the old man's words, taking over the trust of ruling this huge country, Malenkov did not forget what he said first, and the unfathomable meaning behind it.

"Rome"......

……

Long Yun, who was brought to the door of the office by the detective and walked in slowly, had been standing on the side of the desk for a long time.

Right in front of him, the burly general secretary was still immersed in his own slow memories; Unconsciously using his consciousness to snoop, Long Yun probably followed his thoughts and saw those historical fragments that he didn't know before.

In this, when he came into contact with the word "Rome", Long Yun was also curious for a moment; But he was soon caught up in the rest of the story, ignoring the seemingly ordinary, but in fact crucial, word. It wasn't until I don't know how long it took for Malenkov to seem to notice the zài on his side; He shuddered from his memories and tilted his head to look at the silent young man.

- Ahh Is this the ace of the Air Force who has an amazing record and has just achieved unprecedented results?

Thinking of this, Malenkov stood up, stretched out his hand and shook Long Yun cordially, which can be regarded as a greeting:

"Hello, our ace Victor!"

Hearing such a greeting, Long Yun's first impression was that this person was quite easy-going; But he was still a little restrained, and just reached out and shook Malenkov's powerful hand twice.

"Hello General Secretary!"