Big Time 1958

"When I'm not in the country, the work of the General Administration of Military Administration goes on as usual, and it writes a summary report to me every month! I can also see it when I sit in Berlin!" Shelov looked at his subordinates and decided on military management. The tone of the operation of the General Administration.

After the meeting, Serov took out a pile of white paper with his own sketches on it. This is not Serov's own stinky fart, and the drawings on it are not like vases. They are all military equipment, including J-7E fighter jets and T64 tanks. And the T72 tank has not yet appeared, but it is not an advanced weapon in the future.

  The data of these weapons are marked on the side of all sketches, and of course the inscription is for reference only! He recruited Issemotny and sorted these sketches into categories. "The sketches of the planes were sent to the MiG Design Bureau, the tanks of the Morozov Mechanical Design Bureau of Kharkiv, and the helicopters to the Miri Design Bureau. Bureau!"

"Director, are these all designed by you?" Issamotney seems to have discovered a new world. One of the works looks at Sheloff. I have to say that the recent sketching course has not been learned in vain, at least it looks like this. matter.

   "I drew it, didn't you see the one next to it for reference only?" At this time, Serov had to hide his merits and fame. If he lived in the United States, he might have made a fortune with these things. But the environment of the Soviet Union is different, and it is basically impossible to become a rich man unless the Soviet Union collapses.

   Only these less advanced weapons of later generations can Serov guarantee the authenticity of them. Too advanced weapons such as F22 fighter jets, how can the specific parameters be seen by ordinary people, and they can’t even speculate without actual combat.

   "Do you want to sign? Otherwise, it may not attract attention!" Issemotti put away all the sketches.

"No need, just find the chief designer of the design bureau and give it to them! What if you put my name on it? I'm not the chief designer either, so I don't need an extra income!" Shelov didn't even think about it. Refused, the honor of these Soviet-made weapons should belong to their original chief designer. He took it out in advance just to make these design bureaus avoid detours, not for plagiarism.

   This is just an ordinary thing for Serov, like working hard to make money and not spending your mind on robbery. The credit for the appearance of these weapons should belong to their original designers, not Seroff who cheated by memory. There is no need to take the crooked path of plagiarism. Is it a capitalist thing? Sheloff has to reconsider.

Recently, the body and consciousness have become more and more consistent, which is very pleasing. With a very healthy body and a strong brain, even if I give Serov a gold mountain, he will not change it, and he is not short of money. World Scrape.

For the remaining half a month, Serov basically spent the time traveling, the difference was that the average person took one woman and he took two, "Sometimes I think, I should be a rather incompetent man, Do you still need your own woman to go out to work?"

"Why do you say that? Isn't it equality between men and women?" Valiya, who was holding Serov's arm, smiled, she hadn't played so easily in a while, and she enjoyed the relaxed atmosphere very much, "You are already very fond of me. Okay, do you want to make me a lady? The pennant of the city government will testify..."

   Hearing the pennant testify, Serov almost laughed. He didn't know how the selection of model couples came out. Is it according to Saudi standards? That Serov is well-deserved, after all, he did not marry four wives aboveboard.

   "I'm just a little better than the average Soviet man!" Serov is not humble either. Compared with the average Soviet man, Serov's quality can be said to be bright.

   The reason why the two people have a deviation in their understanding of men is that among the men that Valya knows, Serov is an outlier, and his attitude towards women is completely different from ordinary Soviet men. And Serov's attitude was brought over from China, and it should be good to be good to women, and there is no reason. He didn't think there was anything wrong with him being too nice to women, just like he wanted to eat when he was hungry, it was purely instinctive.

"Don't worry too much if you have problems with work in Kyiv, you can come to me if you have any problems that can't be solved!" On the platform of the railway station, Serov hurried to ink the last time, "The most important thing is to work well, if you are not happy, come back! As long as I am contributing, you can just contribute to me at home..."

  Valia, who was instilled with fallacies and heresies, nodded frequently. Even if Shelov's words were all ignored, the woman still listened with an obedient attitude. She knew that this was the expression of Shelov's love for her. In the end, he held Valya in his arms, stunned for a moment, and Serov pulled Yeliana next to him to hug him, "I'm going abroad, you two are safe, I'm not afraid of anything..."

  Because Serov took the KGB mission and went to Berlin to sit in town, he asked Yelena to follow Valya to Ukraine. Today, he actually came to see two people.

   "Be careful when you go to Berlin, there are a few more internal police officers around you!" Valya said close to Serov's ear, "I'm afraid the Americans will trouble you because of Hungarian affairs..."

"Only I kill people, no one can kill me!" Serov patted the woman's back and urged the platform, which was almost empty, "Okay! Get on the bus, go back to Ukraine and see your parents and ours. daughter…"

Until the train disappeared from sight, Serov, who looked like a sculpture, lit a cigarette, turned around and said, "I've been very happy recently. Usually when I'm happy, there are always unhappy things coming to me! Going to Berlin tonight, Count them unlucky!"

   For this kind of confrontation involving the national level, there is no lone hero in the movie at all. Shelov brought more than 100 people from the four divisions and the eleven divisions, including translators, internal affairs, field affairs, police and camouflage experts.

When they got off the bus from Berlin, the queue to receive Serov and his party was also huge. The team of the Ministry of State Security of the German Democratic Republic was already waiting at the train station. The German counterparts in light gray military uniforms stood in a row. The leader was tall and solemn. Appears very serious.

"Director of the Third General Directorate of the Soviet State Security Committee, Yuri Yefimovich Serov, lieutenant general!" Serov couldn't hide the shock in his heart. This was the first time he saw a lieutenant general who was as young as himself. rank person.

"Minister of State Security of the German Democratic Republic, Director of the General Directorate of Foreign Intelligence, Marcus Wolf, hello, Comrade Serov, welcome to Berlin!" Marcus Wolf's slender eyes flashed a little, obviously Very curious about Shelov.

  The handshake of Serov and Wolfe represents that the KGB of the Soviet Union and the Stasi of Germany will join forces against the enemy in the Berlin crisis.