Schiller frowned, he looked at Andro who fell to the ground, and then at the room full of agents, he coughed twice and said, "I don't know what your purpose is in this play, but you are completely superfluous, even if you take me back to Moscow, you will not get what you want."

"You have amnesia, don't you?" The man stepped forward, put a pistol to Schiller's side, and said, "You don't remember anything now, especially not the details of your work in the KGB, and the fact that you were the head of the 11th Bureau of the KGB."

Schiller frowned, turned his head to look at him, and the man saluted him, and then said: "Petrov, deputy head of the 11th Bureau of the KGB, greetings to you."

As soon as Schiller was about to say something, Petrov took out a badge from the inner pocket of his trench coat, handed it to Schiller, and said, "I think you are no stranger to this badge."

Schiller looked at the badge he had pinched on his finger, his eyes widened, and he took it from Petrov's hand, for it was a badge he was familiar with, the one he had found in the folder of Philby's list.

Schiller was very familiar with the badge, as he had used it many times before to achieve his own ends, and was eventually sent back to Moscow through KGB agent Kayla, who was embedded in the CIA residence in the metropolis, and her liaisons.

Schiller's idea was simple, he used this badge, it was only a stopgap measure, but this badge did not belong to him, and even if Philby was dead, the badge should be returned to where it was supposed to go.

But in the next second, Petrov spoke: "You have told you that as soon as you return to Moscow with this badge of the Red Banner, we will come to you and bring it to you again, and we will tell you all the answers."

Schiller's hole shrank suddenly, he turned his head to look at Petrov, and asked, "The Red Flag badge I received???!!

"You shouldn't remember everything, but that's okay, you told us before you left, and you may have amnesia and don't remember any details at all, but only if you can read the information on this badge, you'll know everything."

Schiller's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the badge again, and suddenly he froze there in shock as if he remembered something, and then he said to Petrov, "Since you say that you are my subordinate, now I need a telephone, go and get it for me at once."

Petrov didn't say anything, he glanced directly at the agent at the door, and in less than two minutes, a phone was delivered to Schiller, who picked up the phone, dialed a string of familiar numbers, and said:

"Hey? Alfred? I know that you were the one who was in charge of transporting the Philby list, and I was the liaison sent by Moscow to take over the Philby list, and now I have a question for you, who is the red flag badge that was sent with the Philby list?"

When Alfred on the other end of the phone heard what Schiller said, he immediately understood that Schiller was probably in a special state now, so he wanted to ask for some proof, and he immediately said, "Professor Schiller, has your paper not been published yet?" ….

"Yes, Alfred, but only a little bit, maybe next week, you will be able to see my work in the journal, and please don't hesitate to give me advice then."

Finding that the phone was not hung up, Alfred thought back to Schiller's question, then frowned and said, "Red flag badge? Where are the red flag badges? I'm only responsible for shipping the Philby list......

"Didn't Philby put his Order of the Red Banner on the list?" Schiller asked rhetorically.

Alfred took a deep breath, then tried to recall the situation at that time, and said with some surprise: "Comrade Philby was able to receive the Order of the Red Banner precisely because he provided such a list to Moscow after returning home, how could there be a Red Banner Medal when he had not returned to the Soviet Union?"

"Moreover, even if he had someone else's Red Flag Medal, he would not have had a chance to put it on the list, the situation was very urgent at that time, and if he wanted to put something else in it, he would inevitably hide it from the eyes of more people.

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"Moreover, such an important list, he can't put anything in it that can show its importance, this is the basic quality of a spy officer, therefore, the list is just a list, a few pieces of paper, no badges."

Schiller hung up the phone and sighed softly, which was indeed to blame him, at that time, this badge was found in the folder of Phoebe's list, so he had a preconceived idea that this must be Philby's badge.

But there is indeed a problem with the timeline, and the causal relationship is not correct, it is precisely because Philby successfully escaped and returned to the Soviet Union, and then said the list in his mind that he was able to obtain the Order of the Red Banner, so it is impossible for him to receive the medal issued by the Soviet Union when he has not returned to the Soviet Union.

At the same time, Schiller had not been involved in real espionage work, so he did not react, and it was impossible for Philby to put anything related to the Soviet Union into such an important list when transferring such an important list.

At the time, Philby didn't know if he could get out, so he wrote the list, although he eventually got out and managed to get the list out with his brain, resulting in the handwritten Philby list not having that much value.

But at the time, when he didn't know if he would be able to get out, the importance of the list was self-evident, and as a legendary agent who could play all of Britain's intelligence services to the applause, Philby could not have made such a low-level mistake.

In other words, this medal is indeed not Philby's, then, is this badge the original Schiller's?

Schiller took a look at the surface of the badge, this is indeed an early Order of the Red Banner, that is, the original Schiller achieved at least the same merit as Philby in order to get this medal, so, what did he do?

At this time, Petrov saluted again and said, "Director, I think you need to have a good talk with this medal, and we will wait for you downstairs."

After saying that, all the agents quickly withdrew, leaving only Schiller stunned in place, and after a while, Schiller reacted, what is it called to have a good talk with this badge?

Suddenly, Schiller looked up, and his eyes widened, for he remembered that the Order of the Red Banner in his hand resembled the iron key that the Superego had used to open the door full of chains. ….

Schiller dived down in an elevator, found the superego, and said, "Give me some of the power of the system you've got, and I'm going to verify one thing."

The superego seemed to know what Schiller was going to do, and immediately gave Schiller part of the power of the system.

After Schiller returned to reality, his fingertips shone with some light, and when he stroked the Red Flag Medal with his fingertips again, he found that the badge lit up with a surging light, and the next second, Schiller entered a dream.

The dust swept through the old camera lenses, one photo after another was developed and landed on the table, and in all the scenes, there was a man busy.

In the office with the red flag on the wall, in the production workshop with slogans written on it, and in the palatial assembly hall, there is a man with a serious face.

He wore different clothes, sometimes a shirt for political work, sometimes a long trench coat worn by agents, sometimes a heroic military uniform, but they all had the same face: Schiller.

It's just that, because of the different facial expressions and muscle directions, he doesn't look exactly like Schiller now, and more importantly, these scenes are covered with a layer of dust by the times, making everything look ambiguous.

At this moment, a voice sounded in Schiller's ears:

"You must be curious about who I am, what I have done, why you are here, but please don't worry, I will tell you everything, comrade."

"I'm Schiller, or rather, I'm called Schiller, but I'm not Schiller, I'm not Schiller until I'm born again.

"I'm Soviet, ethnic Russian, an ordinary Bolshevik soldier."

"Yes, I am a reborn, and after I died and came back to life, I suddenly realized that I had returned to my childhood."

"Time has been turned back, and nothing has happened yet, for anyone

It's an invaluable opportunity, and it's the same for me."

Schiller heard that this voice was always full of a kind of seriousness and coldness peculiar to a soldier, completely different from his own voice.

"So, I decided to do something to change the foreseeable future, and I think you've received my gift, which is the gift I left you for the world......

"You must be wondering how it all happened right now, and that starts with that winter in 1991."

With the echo of a deep voice, the old projector began to play again.

The goose-feathered snowflakes, falling gently from the sky, and falling on the tops of the birch trees, did not startle the sparrows, and looked through the yellowed windows, and a red flag hung on the white wall.

Below the red flag, there was a radio with an antenna, and at this time, accompanied by the sound of "Zilazila" in the background, a voice came from the radio:

"The Republican House of the Supreme Soviet of the USSR confirmed that, with the establishment of the Commonwealth of Independent States, the USSR as a state and a subject of international law, was about to cease its existence......

There was a click, and one hand pressed on the button on the radio.

Looking up along the cuffs, the chest of the neat military uniform was covered with many glittering badges, and when the finger pressed the button on the radio again, the channel changed, and a pleasant music came from the radio, which was "Farewell to the Slavs".

The calloused fingers ran over the chamber of the gun, and the crisp sound of Makarov's pistol loading faded into the drumbeat of the music.

When the muzzle of the gun was against the upper and lower jaws, the sparrow still rested quietly on the treetops.

"Bang!"

In the quiet room, a gunshot echoed, and outside the window, the snow fell from the treetops as the little birds flew up.

In the winter of 1991, the red flag over the Kremlin, with snow as a kiss, said goodbye to the world.

When the sparrow landed on the white earth, a child full of ideals and a steadfast warrior fell in the snow of Minsk.

The blood-soaked land was as red as the red flag flying over Petrograd in 1917.

bq.

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