On the basis of the original rule, any political force that provoked Stalin might be easily defeated and wiped out, because after all, Stalin in this period can be said to be the Soviet leader with the most comprehensive control over the Soviet Union. His minions permeated every corner of the USSR and were as impenetrable as the neurons of this huge country.

But now at this time, Stalin felt the weakening of his ruling power, and felt that those opponents who did not dare to look up at him in the past could not wait to pick it out at this moment, ready to stab him in the chest.

"Give me a thorough investigation! Let every major city in the rear have to examine itself and submit to me their examination reports! Set up a special wartime monitoring committee to supervise every word and deed of all officials and soldiers!" Stalin was in his office, angry at the welcoming ceremony that had just turned into the scene of the massacre. He roared loudly and slapped the desk with all his strength in front of Zhukov and Vatutin.

"Great leader, Comrade Stalin! We are already doing this...... There are too many states and cities that need to be verified repeatedly, and we are now short of manpower, and we are ...... in terms of time" A man in a suit wiped the sweat from his head as he reported, and his place was once occupied by two Soviet celebrities, one was Yezhov, who presided over the Great Purge, and the other was Khrushchev, who killed Yezhov.

However, now he does not have as much power as these two celebrities, or because the front line is becoming more and more tight, he can now be described as a phoenix with a falling hair is not as good as a chicken - he does not have much real power to investigate high-ranking officials now, so there is no way to compare with Khrushchev and Yezhov at the peak.

"Bastard, what have you done with all the power I have given you? Tell your men to control all uncooperative officials and soldiers at once! If there is resistance, shoot me immediately!" Stalin did not seem to think about what time it was, and was only unilaterally venting his inner anger.

"Marshal Zhukov, this ......" can only be regarded as an unlucky person who was elected after being constrained by many parties, in order to not affect the overall situation in the wartime, and in order to gradually downplay the adverse effects of the Great Purge, Stalin deliberately chose such a person who would not do anything to draw an end to the Great Purge.

However, in such extraordinary times, the shortcomings of this kind of mediocrity were highlighted, and he was simply not capable of continuing to control the cities in the hinterland behind him for Stalin in the chaotic war situation.

"Comrade Stalin. Zhukov had to stand up and persuade Stalin for the current situation: "Now the situation of the war is very unfavorable to us, and if we let the rear unrest at this time, we will lose this war completely...... But we can't afford to lose this war, can we?"

After he finished speaking, he squinted his eyes and gave a look to Vatutin, who was standing next to him, after all, they were now tied to the same warship, and if the ship capsized, neither of them could escape the fate of being swallowed by the waves. And Vatutin, who was beside him, obviously saw Zhukov's eyes, so he had to take a step forward with his head.

Vatutin lowered his head and said in a hesitant tone: "Comrade Stalin, the army can't be chaotic now. If you rush in to investigate, it may be a few hours before the German tanks will be able to drive into Moscow's Red Square. ”

The commander of Moscow's city defense tried to keep his voice as low as possible, because he also had a very big crime of dereliction of duty in the bombing of the train station that had just occurred, and if Stalin really tracked it down, the first person who might lose his head would probably be Vatutin. But at this time, he had to stand up and unify his voice with Zhukov, because if he didn't do this, the hundreds of thousands of Moscow defense groups under his command would probably lose all their combat effectiveness within today.

Stalin looked at the two generals he had just thought had shown his sincerity, and the anger in his heart was still hard to extinguish. He was unwilling to let these two quite capable generals take the blame, so he could only vent his dissatisfaction with the officials in the distant rear: "You are right, in the Moscow theater, the scope of the investigation should be reduced, and the grassroots officers should not be easily held accountable. ”

However, when he said this, the tone of his words immediately took a turn, and he changed his calm tone, which was still slow, and gritted his teeth and said resentfully: "However, I will thoroughly investigate the bureaucrats in the rear, they are dragging the back of the Great Patriotic War, they are treason!"

Zhukov and Vatutin exchanged glances in private, knowing that Stalin had to be given an outlet to vent, otherwise their future work would be very uncomfortable. So the two of them tacitly gave up the plan to admonish, but lowered their heads and stopped talking.

The few remaining troops in the Moscow theater of operations of the Soviet Union can no longer withstand the toss of strong winds and waves, and these individuals here are still preparing to rely on such a force to turn over. So the two men did not talk about it, and let Stalin give the order to rectify the officials of the rear cities. This may also be a good thing for them, and when Stalin consolidates his power, production and transport in the rear may become better.

......

In Chelyabinsk, several officials were discussing something with the officers and the representatives of the factory, and from time to time they pointed in the direction of Moscow, complaining and shirking each other.

"Where did you get two of these fools? If you could kill Stalin with such a man, he would have died long ago. A young Soviet officer complained helplessly about the two officials in charge of the assassination plan for Stalin, and the failure of the operation made him feel extremely stressed.

If it had been two years ago, it would have been possible that this kind of action plan might have been stifled at the planning stage. They would hang their families for treason in a small square, and then hang banners of cloth full of charges on display there for days.

"Joke, this kind of thing, do you think we can pick and choose the right people to do?" an official stared at the accomplice from the military, and retorted with some hatred: "You have to have a certain identity, and you must be willing to carry out this kind of action plan." They are government officials, not trained killers!"

"Okay, okay! What's the use of blaming each other at this time?" an old man with his hands behind his back frowned, scolded the two people who were arguing, and then looked at a middle-aged man in overalls who looked a little rustic. After a moment's deliberation, he asked: "Comrade Varshilevsky, what do you think about this?"

The head of the production committee, who was in charge of several factories in Chelyabinsk, who called himself Varshilevsky, but in fact his real name was Jacob, smiled and replied: "We are only fighting for the last chance for the Soviet Union, failure is expected, and as long as we make efforts, we will have our own place in the German-dominated world system in the future, right?"

"Well said! Comrades...... Or rather, we are now going to change to a more reasonable title -- gentlemen! Even if we fail now, the fact that Germany will occupy Moscow will not change, and Stalin is finished, will not change. The old man calmly said to the descendants around him: "Don't panic, we are the future Soviet Union, or Russia, or possibly the Siberian Federation...... In short, we are still another voice in this country. As long as Germany helps us get rid of Stalin, then we can continue to serve this country!"

Suddenly, there was a cacophony outside the door, and then a group of soldiers with weapons on their backs stood on either side of the corridor, guarding the place without saying a word. An officer walked into the room with two deputies, and then smiled and looked at everyone present.

He put his hands behind his back, swept his gaze over the faces of everyone in the room, and then, with a slight smile, said to himself: "Maybe you don't know that the families of the deceased in the Moscow bombing have been secretly executed, and they have confessed a lot of things before the temporary situation, such as mentioning several officials and military personnel in Chelyabinsk many times. ”

"There's nothing to keep secret, and if you want to contact and plan this kind of operation, you have to contact it many times...... It was easy for the intelligence services to find out by telephone, by telegram, and through various channels. He swore as if he had nothing to do with everyone in the room.

The old man looked at the officer who walked into the room, and there was still no expression on his face: "Maybe, maybe we have no fear, and we are not afraid of some people investigating this matter at all?"

He still maintained a calm tone when he spoke, which calmed everyone present a lot. And after he finished speaking, he continued to speak and asked something that made everyone nervous: "So, what are you doing here?"

"Oh, here's the thing - half an hour ago I received an order from Comrade Stalin to come and arrest everyone here. The officer, still smiling and holding his hands behind his back, uttered something that shocked everyone in the room.