Chapter 978: Marcus Wolfe

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The phone rang, and the drowsy Yanayev suddenly raised his head, rubbed his bloodshot eyes, and reached for his hand to pick up the phone on the microphone, his voice was a little low, only symbolic uh-huh. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

But this action made Gnielalov's heart sink, and the person who could make a phone call to the general secretary's office was definitely not an ordinary guy.

There was a cacophony in the courtyard, and he knew that it was the successor of the Security Bureau troops who were replacing the previous group of garrisons, and after these days of guarding, Gnielarov's hope of escape was getting slimmer. Having finally realized that the conservatives were no match for Yanayev, he gave up resistance.

The voice on the other side was a little muffled, and although the pitch was as low as possible, it was still possible to hear who the voice on the other side was.

The Chairman of the Council of Ministers, Comrade Vladimir called.

"It's all over, Comrade Gnielalov, Rudskoi and Lukyanov were arrested on the way to the US embassy, and they will be punished for treason. Now they are being detained, and in a short time they will be tried before the Supreme Court of the Soviet Union, where they will be arrested on charges of treason. As for you? The private detention of the top leaders of the Soviets was not trivial in comparison with their crimes. ”

Even the follow-up script Vladimir has already been set, and the dangerous act of dancing on the tip of the knife of the conservatives has finally been duly punished.

The Soviets were not going to spare traitors to the betrayed Motherland, so it became clear what they would end up with.

Lukyanov and Rudskoi were separated from each other, and for the time being, they were not sent to a black prison or a labor camp for rehabilitation. Yanayev also needs to pull out other people's secrets from their mouths. Those who secretly supported the coup d'état, but never came to the forefront.

This time, Yanayev is preparing to uproot the forces behind him and leave no one behind.

The atmosphere in the room was silent, and Gnieralov was in no hurry to speak, he weighed the chips in his mind, the chips that he could negotiate with Yanayev openly.

Reporting each other is the beginning of meritorious service, and it may also be the end of the net.

"It's all caught, aren't you going to confess? Comrade Gnielalov. I think you know best how the KGB treats traitors, and it is better to give an account in their hands than in my hands, at least you can still give you the dignity you deserve. ”

Yanayev turned around, and Gnielalov, who was sitting in front of him, had his hands already handcuffed, Yanayev was not worried that the other party would break free and escape, if he could escape from 630,000 square kilometers of Ukraine and avoid the eyes of many Ministry of Internal Affairs and the KGB, it could only be said that his tone was very good.

But he never believed that such people could see the form clearly and participate in an unlikely coup d'état.

Yanayev continued to follow the persuasion, and he comforted, "Comrade Lukyanov has been caught, and the last card he lurked in the Airborne Forces has been completely exposed. Do you have any other means now? There is nothing left, and what awaits you will be tried and executed in court, and we will bury you in this land once and for all! ”

Gnielarov tightened his chair, and he tried to take a deep breath in an attempt to calm himself. But at the thought that all his secrets would be shaken out, fine cold sweat still covered his forehead. Not knowing if it was because the air was too dry, he stuck out his tongue and licked his chapped lips.

He suddenly smiled, looked at Yanayev's solemn expression, and said, "Since the general secretary knows that I am from the KGB, then you also know that I should know the most about interrogation methods." If you want to get out of me, I'm sorry, but when I first started training, my lesson was how not to divulge secrets when you're arrested. One of them is to imprison them in different places and cause suspicion and conflict with each other, isn't it? ”

The finger paused, and Yanayev nodded.

"yes."

Yanayev admitted very honestly, "It is because I know that you have been trained in counter-strategy in the intelligence bureau that I do not plan to use those methods to force you." In fact, I want you to sign an agreement that is not bad for you. ”

In terms of intelligence and reconnaissance, he is no opponent.

But when it comes to the balance of political interests, no one has yet been able to play Yanayev's power tricks.

Yanayev didn't know where to take out a piece of paper that had been prepared in advance, handed it to Generalov, and said, "You read this agreement first, and then give me an answer after reading it." As I said, this agreement is not bad for you. ”

Gneeralov picked up the black and white paper and read it carefully three times. After confirming that there were no mysterious traps hidden inside, he raised his head and looked at the general secretary in front of him in disbelief.

Is it really so magnanimous?

"By exposing the crimes of Lukyanov and others, you can be exempted from prison and placed on the KGB's witness protection list. We'll wipe out the conservatives, so you don't have to worry about the follow-up. Know why I chose you? ”

Yanayev tilted his head, the cigarette in his hand almost burned out, "Because as the head of the Leader's Security Bureau, you must have a lot of secrets about other Politburo members in your hands, don't you?" ”

Gnieralov was stunned for a moment, he did not expect the general secretary to ask this question.

But Yanayev knew very well about the KGB's style of holding the most secrets, and even if they didn't open their mouths, they knew that the reason Beria was notorious in the first place was not because he had in his hands the black material to spy on senior leaders. The red document in the hands of Director Stasi was also the last weapon used to blackmail the leader.

Gnielarov in his hands is not? Only fools will believe it.

But the other party showed a tight-lipped attitude, he didn't want to leak those secrets, offend the conservatives who were gone, and he would not die. But those who offended the entire political situation, the fate of Gnielalov is obvious. I don't even have the qualifications to be a dog, how can I dare to continue to mix in Moscow?

Even if he was spared imprisonment, his life would be ruined. The predictable outcome is also to hide in some remote countryside, avoiding the eyes of the higher-ups.

Seeing that the other party was still stubborn and unwilling to speak, Yanayev, who was touching his nose, disagreed, patience, what he has most now is patience. So he said a little carelessly, "You know what? Comrade Gnielalov, I am reminded of the fact that recently the KGB unearthed a good talent, who, although he was born in Stasi, came to Moscow after the coup d'état in Germany, and the KGB promised him political asylum and sucked him into the organization. He was once the number two man in the East German Stasi Intelligence Service, the most hated spy in the West. Now he joined the KGB and worked for us. ”

Gneeralov was stunned for a moment, his expression slowly changed, and he vaguely remembered that he seemed to have heard of this person, but he couldn't remember the name.

A thunderous name.

Yanayev gently pulled open the floor-to-ceiling windows, letting the sea breeze pour into the room and sweep away the unpleasant smell of smoke.

"I think Lukyanov and Rudskoi should be handed over to him, and believe me, no one has been able to withstand that psychological pressure so far, he has performed satisfactorily, and there are almost no traitors who are reluctant to speak."

It seems that a certain face is slowly emerging in my memory. With the cold look characteristic of intelligence agents, he put his hands in his coat pockets and looked coldly at the crowd passing by.

His Adam's apple rolled a few times, as if remembering something, and as Yanayev's conversation deepened, the vague spelling of the name slowly came to mind.

The first thing that came to his mind was the codename.

MISCHA, Misha.

His real name, Marcus Wolff, came to mind.

"When the time comes, Rudskoi and Lukyanov will point all the fingers at you, and you may become the unlucky one to bear the blame for the conservatives." ”

"Do you want to see an ending like this?"

"Or do you want to speak now?"

The problem is back to the beginning, but now Gnielarov is not as calm as he was at the beginning.

If it was Markus Wolf, Yanayev wouldn't have to worry about anything at all, anyway, Gnielalov didn't explain, and the unlucky guy in the end would definitely be him.

Yanayev crossed his legs, his tone was flat, and he didn't seem to care about the other party's next answer, "It's your choice, Comrade Gnieralov." Whatever I choose, I'm a winner. ”