Chapter 233: 233 Good Times
The attendant kept running, as if there was a demon chasing him behind him, and he kept running, forgetting that there was a communication tool like a telephone, and that there was a car as a means of transportation.
He broke into Yezhov's house, stared at Yezhov in horror in front of a dozen guards with guns pointed at him, and shouted: "Khrushchev betrayed you, Stalin wants to get rid of you." β
Originally, Yezhov was in a very good mood, and early this morning, his subordinates had already found the person who spoke ill of him in front of Stalin, and found all kinds of tricks of that person, some of which were fabricated and some of which were real.
Originally, he could have exposed these people in the afternoon meeting and asked Stalin to execute these little Luo who opposed him. So he had just had a hearty breakfast with a few of his henchmen, thinking about how to deal with the enemies around Stalin en masse, and no one knew what would happen next.
It wasn't until this attendant who Yezhov had arranged for Stalin came and shouted the words that almost scared Yezhov to death. Everyone was stunned, they didn't know what was going on, they just felt like the sky was going to fall.
"You, what are you talking about, are you crazy?" Ye Ruofu had already begun to ooze cold sweat from the tip of his nose, but he still forced himself to calm down.
"Stalin listened to Khrushchev and Voroshilov and wanted to kill you!" the waiter said loudly.
You must know that Yezhov relied on Stalin to get to today's position, and Stalin's trust and support are all his capital, because what he did was not seen after all, and only Stalin could rely on him. is similar to the ancient Chinese eunuchs: if you are a good slave who can get things done, then you can get glory and wealth, but if you have the slightest thought, you will be killed by your own master.
But when the emperor couldn't protect him or didn't want to protect him, he could only be killed by the neck, and he didn't even have the strength to struggle. This situation is the true portrayal of Yezhov now, who really does not have the ability of his own to resist Stalin's thunderous blow.
He killed a lot of people for Stalin, but he also offended a lot of people because of it, and the army hated him to the core, and the party regarded him like a ghost. Now he has figured out his situation, it turns out that what he lacks is his own power, what he lacks is the kind of immovable foundation.
He figured it out now, but was it too late?
"No! I can't let the leader, Comrade Stalin, be seduced by those traitors of Khrushchev! I am the most loyal communist fighter!" Yezhov suddenly screamed: "I'm going to see Comrade Stalin! I'm going to see Comrade Stalin!"
He was still calm, knowing that there was no other way to go at this time, and that convincing Stalin to let him go was the most important thing. If he is lucky enough not to die this time, he will be able to build his own power, stabilize his foundation, and then fight again with Khrushchev and others. After all, the most important thing in this life is to live.
But how to get to the Kremlin, his subordinates have a different opinion. Some people were in favor of such a light and simple past, and demanded to meet Comrade Stalin. However, some people don't see it that way, they think it's a sheep in the mouth of a tiger and killing themselves.
"Remember how we caught Kodsky, who went to Stalin to denounce our crimes, but didn't bring any guards. We caught him at the Kremlin gate, he shouted and broke his throat, and we ended up stuffed in the car and buried in the ......" A dissenting subordinate did not approve of going to the Kremlin to meet Stalin: "This time there is no guarantee that Khrushchev will not do it again the way we do." β
"But if I take someone to the Kremlin, will it make Comrade Stalin think that we have the intention of launching a coup d'Γ©tat......" Yezhov asked hesitantly. As soon as he asked, his men hesitated, for if someone was to label him as a rebel, it would be yellow mud falling into the crotch of his pants - not but and again. Of course, you can also understand it as: either death is death.
On the other hand, while Yezhov was struggling with how to get to the Kremlin, an annoyed and angry Stalin finally burst into his endless anger over one thing. One of his attendants was missing, that is, the attendant who had brought him bread and milk this morning turned out to be an undercover agent.
No matter what the purpose of this person lurking around him is, but an undercover agent is an undercover agent after all, and this feeling of insecurity reminded Stalin of Kirov, of Tukhachevsky, of many, many people. So Stalin, who still maintained his demeanor in the face of Khrushchev, finally broke out.
It broke out without reservation, and it broke out completely. Originally, Stalin wanted to get rid of Yezhov with many considerations, for example, Yezhov knew too many dark events, and he should erase them to prevent future troubles; for example, Yezhov really disappointed Stalin on the Polish issue, and the Polish issue must also find an unlucky person with a black pot; and for example, the army has always been resistant to the Great Purge, and can kill one person to stabilize the army's mind.
But even if he wanted to get rid of Yezhov, Stalin was not angry, he just chose an outcast and then wiped it out. But now he is really angry, there is a nail planted by Yezhov next to him, a person who can hand him food at any time, but he is an undercover agent who obeys the orders of another person. This incident made Stalin unbearable.
"Khrushchev! I order you! And Marshal Voroshilov! You two, gather troops at once, and go to arrest Yezhov for me! Don't send him to me, just shoot him! The reason is that he intends to kill the country's leaders, and there is a conspiracy to disrupt the Great Purge! Go now! Now!" Stalin's roar could be heard throughout the hall, echoing in the high dome.
Khrushchev and Voroshilov, of course, were glad to carry out such an order, and they immediately began to contact the men they could find. Stalin personally mobilized the Kremlin garrison, handed over 120 elite soldiers to Khrushchev, and drove out of the Kremlin with loaded guns.
Most of this unit was trained using the wolf cavalry training method, and it was arguably the most terrifying force in the Soviet troops. Now they are being assembled to arrest the celebrity of the Great Purge, hated by half of Moscow's Soviets: Yezhov.
On the other hand, Yezhov finally made up his mind, and in line with the first principle of small lives, he took his guards and men to the Kremlin together and asked to meet Stalin. Because there were quite a few of them: his guards, counting some of his men and his men, had gathered fifty or sixty men, and drove to their destination.
The people on both sides met together on the street.
"Get out of the way! This is Comrade Yezhov's convoy! Do you want to rebel?" The car of Yezhov's cronies, who was at the beginning, was stopped by Khrushchev's troops, and there they did not know whether they were alive or dead: "We are going to meet the leader, Comrade Stalin! Get out of the way." β
"Bah!" replied to him with a gunshot. The bullet pierced the glass and directly punched the driver of the car. Then the gunfire intensified, many people opened fire frantically, and the streets of Moscow became a battlefield of street fighting.
"Khrushchev, you bastard, you betray me!" Yezhov shouted angrily as he hid in the alley on the side of the street, and the attendant who had come from the Kremlin to report the news fell not far from him, his body beaten into a sieve.
The gunfire gradually subsided, and it was clear that the other side might have ordered a ceasefire. After a while, Khrushchev's voice came: "Yezhov, you have framed Tukhachevsky and are accused of expanding the Great Purge, and the great leader Comrade Stalin knows about it! He also knows that you intend to assassinate him! You better surrender now, or your people will all die here!"
"You are talking nonsense, I didn't ......" Yezhov sensed that something was wrong, and quickly argued, but his words were again masked by the sound of gunshots.
"Oh my God! stop shooting! We surrender! We are deceived by Yezhov! We are innocent......" A crying voice shouted halfway, but after a shot there was no more sound. In fact, people who are a little wiser have long figured out that it is impossible for Yezhov's cronies to leave here today, and this is their last stage.
Yezhov took out his pistol, which looked very exquisite, and suddenly found that his vision was a little blurry, and wiped it with his hand, only to realize that it was he who was crying. Now that he finally understood what it was like for a recruit to go on the battlefield, he now knew that the soldiers who were lying on the ground and did not dare to take a step forward were really forgivable.
But it was too late to say anything, and now he could no longer have a chance to get close to the luxurious Kremlin on the side of Red Square, and he could not reach the pinnacle of Soviet power again. He felt like a clown who woke up after a dream of an emperor.
Looking up, he saw an accomplice not far in front of him who had been shot through the head and fell to the ground, death so close to him for the first time. Suddenly, he felt his body tremble. Then the whole body fell to the side without being called.
With his peripheral vision, he saw the man who shot him, who had been his most trusted cronies.
Darkness struck, and Yezhov remembered a lot of things. For example, he remembered a well-known slogan he shouted: "I'd rather kill ten by mistake than let one go." "Is it the fault that I was killed? Or the one who shouldn't be let go? It's tired, it's tired......
When Khrushchev saw Yezhov again, Yezhov was already curled up in the corner and became cold. Voroshilov was silent, and Khrushchev did not speak. Someone may have remembered their days together in Poland and remembered the good times when they used to talk about each other.