In Moscow in December, the weather has become very cold, and all the people walking on the street are wrapped in thick cotton clothes, but compared with this climate, what is even more cold is probably the shape that Soviet Russia is facing today...

Under the influence of this cold atmosphere, even some children in the city have become much more silent, and the whole city has become dead. Nowadays in this city, if there is any noise, I am afraid that there is only a special place like a tavern―――――― as a people who do not drink or enjoy, other shops may become deserted due to the move of the CPSU, but the tavern will definitely not be like this...

It's just that except for the tavern, the rest of the place is dead silent, and all you have is the sound of the cold wind blowing...

After the armistice between the Entente and the Central Powers, more forces were already being used to press down on the Russian Red Army. The coalition forces of the northern Den 6, as well as Yudenich, who had the support of the local British in Estonia, the southern Denikin, the coalition forces that were already on the Black Sea Den 6, and the Provisional Government led by Kolchak in the east...

In the face of the encirclement of so many forces, the shape of the Russian Red Army was precarious, in order to avoid a possible defeat, the new Soviet Russian regime even had to move to Moscow a few months ago―――――― which is also a helpless thing, although St. Petersburg is a big city in Russia, and the power of Soviet Russia here is also very strong, but this city is a port city, which is easy to be attacked by the Allies from the sea.

And at sea, there is no doubt that Soviet Russia has absolutely no advantage in the face of the huge naval fleet of the Entente.

If you continue to stay here, in the face of the attacks of the great powers, Soviet Russia will not be able to resist at all, and this place is too close to the front line. In particular, Estonian Yudenich was fighting the Red Army with the support of the British, and no one dared to guarantee when it would be attacked from the 6th, so there was no other choice but to evacuate.

Facts have proved that this decision of Soviet Russia was correct. Because not so long ago, Yudenich in Estonia had already defeated the local Soviet Russian Red Army and seemed to have the intention of marching on St. Petersburg ...

If the decision of Soviet Russia had been made later, I am afraid that even if they wanted to withdraw, it would not have been so easy...

However, even so, the precarious shape shì is coupled with the cold climate. People in the city can still feel the biting chill...

"I hope this damn weather will disappear sooner...", a stout man with a beard cursed in a low voice as a biting cold wind blew through the street.

Hearing his companion's complaints, a tall, thin man next to him sneered. "You should be grateful for this weather, if it weren't for this weather, those white troops would have been killed long ago. They're tougher than the damn weather..."

"What are you afraid of, if those damned white soldiers dare to come, I will kill one by one...", rubbing his hands, the stout man said loudly, but instead of being echoed, his words attracted the ridicule of his companions.

"Come on, just like your bear..."

"Yes. If the White Army comes, you kid will definitely become a traitor..."

"It's just..."

In the face of the slander of his companions, the bearded man naturally wanted to fight back, but he was always weak, and in the face of the stubborn 'old-fashioned' forces, he was brutally suppressed in the end.

As the cold wind blew slowly, the men drifted away, and soon the mocking voices and the resistance of the beards faded away, leaving only snow and footprints on the snow...

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In a building not far from the people just now, sitting not very far from the fireplace. Molotov felt the heat coming from the fireplace and looked at the papers on his desk.

The frowning brows, as well as the whiter head compared to those days, seem to symbolize the predicament facing Soviet Russia today.

As mentioned earlier, the dilemma facing the Red Army in Soviet Russia today is very great. Almost to the point of precariousness. Almost all the leaders of Soviet Russia, including Molotov, are now racking their brains to think of a way out.

Just to be honest...

In the face of this kind of shape, even a revolutionary soldier who is determined in his heart is probably a little bottomless. Don't look at Molotov, they always shout the words 'confidence', 'revolution' and 'victory' when they are outside, but even in their hearts...

But then again, in the face of such a shape, how many people can have confidence...

If there is no help from the outside world, I am afraid that Soviet Russia will solve the current situation by itself...

As for foreign aid or something, in fact, Molotov they didn't think about it, but looking around the whole world, Molotov and they couldn't even find a trusted friend ...

Anglo-French-German? These powers were originally their mortal enemies, especially after the unilateral armistice between Soviet Russia and the Central Powers, they turned against each other, and there was no room for turnaround.

Japan?

They really thought about this, after all, during the Russo-Japanese War, the two sides had a relatively pleasant exchange. The problem is that the distant water can't save the near fire, and even if the Japanese are willing to help, there is probably nothing they can do, after all, there is now a whole of Siberia between them, and now Siberia is almost no longer part of Russia under the siege of China...

Moreover, Japan's support to Russia back then was mainly financial, but now they need other aid, military assistance...

Guns, ammunition, medicines, and a large number of well-trained soldiers and equally well-trained officers are what they need most today...

It is clear that Japan simply could not supply Soviet Russia with these things ...

After all, even Japan itself has limited national strength, not to mention that it is impossible for them to transport these things to Russia across the whole of Siberia. As for the sea ...

Walking St. Petersburg? If Britain and the United States show up, I am afraid that even Japan itself will be in big trouble.

And money or anything is of no use to today's Soviet Russia.

In other words, the Japanese line cannot be relied on either...

Originally, whether it was Lenin or Molotov and others, they pinned their hopes on China. On some more private occasions, Molotov and Lenin even called China the best friend and most powerful supporter of the Russian Revolution.

Of course, this identity. It also provided extremely favorable conditions for Luo Wenying's activities in Russia.

But then...

Just when Lenin and others regarded Luo Wenying as friends and believed that China was also the object that the Russian Revolution could rely on, they were now among the great powers, China may not be the most fatal to them, but it is definitely the most painful one to hurt them...

Just when they were still trying to figure out how to deal with those damned imperialist powers, China suddenly moved from behind them. In one fell swoop, nearly two-thirds of the territory was cut off from Russia, making Russia from a huge country across Europe and Asia into a European country in the blink of an eye.

Although even if only part of Europe remains, Russia's existing territory is still larger than the rest of Europe combined (excluding colonies), but considering the size of Russia's territory before this, this psychological gap is still too great...

It is also for this reason that it is also possible. This made China and Soviet Russia almost mortal enemies. Especially Molotov himself, because of the introduction of Luo Wenying's move to lead the wolf into the room, some people in the top level even regarded Molotov as a traitor arranged by the Chinese in Soviet Russia, if it were not for the fact that everyone including Lenin, Bukharin and Trotsky had supported the cooperation of the Chinese at that time, I am afraid that Molotov would not be able to stay in this office now, but even so Molotov's position was still greatly affected.

It is precisely because of this that Molotov's resentment towards Luo Wenying has never stopped.

In the beginning. Molotov even presided over the manhunt for Luo Wenying and his party, of course, in the end, of course, nothing was found. Later, when Molotov wanted to continue, they were about to move out of St. Petersburg.

At that time, almost all the top leaders of Soviet Russia, except for Trotsky, had to move to Moscow, and of course Molotov could not come, and the manhunt naturally ended without a hitch...

Similarly, after moving to Moscow, Molotov did not feel that he still had the possibility of meeting Luo Wenying and them―――――― nor did he think that the other party would dare to appear in front of him, but he seemed to have miscalculated in this matter. Big mistake...

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At the desk, while Molotov was still there seriously engaged in official business, there was a sudden knock at the door.

Hearing this, Molotov frowned slightly.

Because he had already instructed the people below not to disturb him during this time period. Now that people outside are doing this, Molotov's heart will naturally be a little unhappy, as for whether it will be something important?

Although Russia is inferior to countries such as Britain and the United States, telephones are not uncommon in Russia, especially in large cities like Moscow. And as a high-level in Soviet Russia, even if he was implicated in the affairs of the Chinese some time ago, Molotov still has a high status, of course, there is no such thing as a telephone in his office, there is really something important, and it is obviously more convenient to use the phone than to send someone in person...

However, despite some displeasure in his heart, Molotov did not get angry, but just raised his voice. "What's the matter, come in..."

As he spoke, Molotov shifted his gaze to the official document, and then the door was gently pushed open, and then Molotov heard a voice that seemed familiar to him whisper beside him. "It seems like I'm busy, and it doesn't seem like I'm here at the right time?!"

The voice chuckled softly.

Hearing this voice, Molotov was slightly stunned, but he quickly realized that this was definitely not the voice of those people in the room, but when he stood up suddenly, he was now standing next to him a person who made him 'worried' and 'haunted by dreams'...

Almost instantly, Molotov's originally stereotypical expression became hideous. "It's you!"

Ignoring Molotov's hideous expression, Luo Wenying sat down opposite Molotov with a slight ease, and then patted the dust on his leg with his hand.

"Of course it's my old friend..."

"You damn thing, you dare to appear in front of me..." Molotov's resentment towards Luo Wenying was indeed sincere, he didn't even think about it, he had already punched Luo Wenying―――――― of course, he definitely didn't hit.

"Alright, my old friend. Let's sit down first..."Grabbing Molotov's wrist, Luo Wenying said with a smile. "I've come to see you this time!"

The punch just now also seemed to vent a little anger on Molotov's body, and his calmness returned to him more or less, but when he heard Luo Wenying's words, he laughed angrily. "Look at me, you viper!"

"How ugly is that," let go of Molotov's wrist. Luo Wenying still said with a smile. "We're friends..."

"Friends! I just hate that I was blind and would have believed you..."

Saying this, Molotov restrained his anger, sat back in his seat, and then looked at Luo Wenying coldly. "Say, what are you here for this time, kill me..."The original cooperation made him very clear about Luo Wenying's power. Since Luo Wenying dared to appear in front of him so generously, the guards in the room definitely didn't have to count on it...

It's just that although Molotov was very calm at this time, his heart was like a stormy wave, and he was even more like falling into an ice cave, and the temperature in the room, which was originally warm, became as bitter as the cold wind, and even the still strong fire in the fireplace not far away could not bring him the slightest warmth.

Among the predicaments that Soviet Russia is facing today, there is another one that worries them. This is China...

After all, China is also an imperialist country, and its previous treachery proves that they have no good intentions towards Russia at all. It's just that after the capture of Yekaterinburg, the Chinese have been trying to find ways to build defensive lines, so Molotov gave them the illusion that after occupying most of Siberia and Central Asia, the Chinese were satisfied and would no longer move against them.

Then, no matter how fierce the offensive of the foreign powers and the White Army was, the squadron on the other side of the Ural Mountains had no intention of falling into the ground, which also confirmed the views of the Soviet Russian high-level from the side.

But now...

Now Luo Wenying appeared in front of them...

"Could it be that these Chinese also plan to come to a falling well..."

As soon as he thought of this, Molotov felt cold. It's just that at the moment, after all, it's still a small life, so although it seems to be calm on the surface, in fact, Molotov's heart is very nervous...

Sitting across from Molotov, maybe you see his true psychology, or maybe you don't see it. All in all, Luo Wenying still looks very relaxed.

"Don't worry, you and I are friends, how could I poison you..."

Hearing Luo Wenying say this, although Molotov wanted to sneer at it, and then sneered fiercely, but at the moment, his life was in Luo Wenying's hands after all, so he could only be a qualified listener, even if he had any anger in his heart, he didn't dare to vent it.

At the same time, Luo Wenying continued. "I'm here to help you..."

"Help?"

Hearing this, Molotov, who had been holding back his anger, suddenly became violent.

"At the beginning, you kept talking about friends and saying that you wanted to help us, but what happened!"

It is well known how ruthless it was to its own people, even if it was only the fledgling Russian government―――――― which experienced a series of defeats on the front line during the historical Russian civil war, during which the People's Commissar Trotsky established more and more draconian measures to prevent unauthorized retreat, escape or defection in the Red Army. During the battle, the Cheka Special Reconnaissance Force, known as the "Special Punishment Department of the All-Russian Extraordinary Committee for the Suppression of Counter-Revolution and Sabotage" or the "Special Punishment Brigade", followed the Red Army, carried out on-the-spot trials and immediately executed soldiers and officers who had fled from their positions, retreated, or had not been enthusiastic about attacking. Trotsky expanded the use of the death penalty for commissars who occasionally retreated or fled in the face of the enemy. Later, the setbacks in the continuous reports of the Red Army units were broken in the flames of war, and Trotsky approved the establishment of Warlords to be stationed behind unreliable Red Army units, with orders to shoot at anyone who retreated from the front without authorization.

At the beginning, because he 'trusted' Luo Wenying and introduced Luo Wenying to other high-level officials, Molotov was almost regarded as a traitor. If it weren't for the fact that Lenin, Bukharin and others also advocated cooperation with China at that time, and Molotov's status within Soviet Russia was also very high, I am afraid that he would have died in some unknown gutter by this time...

Now that Luo Wenying, the culprit, suddenly came out and claimed to help them again, it is impossible for Molotov not to be annoyed, after all, Luo Wenying killed him badly enough last time, it can almost be regarded as an escape from death, if he does it again this time, won't he be crushed and scattered...

However, looking at Molotov's annoyed appearance, Luo Wenying said with a relaxed expression.

"Don't worry, my old friend, I'm sincere this time..."

As a background sound, a few wild dogs barking outside the window streak across the night sky, making the city seem less deadly silent...