Big Time 1958

   The purpose of modifying the textbook is naturally to link Constantinople with the history of Russia and the Soviet Union. Similarly, some maps of the Soviet Union of various ages were abandoned and replaced with new maps after the merger of Western Armenia and Constantinople. Serov can't say that he has never experienced this kind of thing. For example, when he was a child, there was a country like Sikkim on the map of his family, but it disappeared later...

  Related reception work, cadre arrangements, and institutional settings are all problems. If Constantinople is really merged, Constantinople will definitely be on a par with Moscow and Leningrad in terms of city status. As a city with a very important political status, I don't know who Brezhnev will arrange to be the first secretary of the municipal party committee.

   In his heart, Serov certainly hopes that this city, preferably one of Shelepin and the others, will be in charge. However, given the current situation, it is not bad that the Communist Youth League can maintain its own fundamentals. It is a little unrealistic to want to compete for the Dnipro gang.

   "By the way, how is Comrade Furtseva?" Serov asked very solemnly, ignoring the fact that his hands were rubbing.

   "Stop kneading, it's all you who kneaded and sagged." Valiya said impatiently, "As you get older, your energy can't keep up."

"It's still me who rubbed it, don't attribute the problem of gravity to me." Shelov said in a rogue tone, even though he said so, he still drew his hand back and said, "If you have time, invite him over as a guest, let's It's been a long time since the two have talked together, and time flies so fast. Furtseva helped us a lot when you were pregnant for the first time."

   "By the way, I'll show you the world tomorrow." Shelov had a flattering tone, as long as this Mao girl doesn't use him to go to war and make trouble this time, anything is fine. It would be nice to show women something about the KGB.

   "Where are you going?" Valiya asked with light lips parted, leaning her whole body on her husband's body, looking very interested.

"When the time comes, you'll know. I won't tell you first!" Sheloff sold it for a while, and then felt a small hand stretched out from his inner thigh, and quickly grabbed it and said, "Don't make trouble, it's you who broke it. suffer..."

In Moscow Railway Station, there is a station after Serov became the chairman of the KGB. To be precise, it was a newly built platform after Brezhnev came to power. Turn it on once to unload what the KGB 1st General Directorate brought back from overseas, and at busy times, this platform is busier than a normal train station.

   Recently, this platform, which the KGB has been in charge of running, happens to be working at full capacity. The anti-rebel workers, who are ostensibly ordinary workers, are no different from ordinary railway workers. They are unloading with forklifts. Of course, these people are far more efficient than ordinary railway workers, because the level of this platform is very high. Rs. Yanka is very concerned about this.

"Your KGB platform, did you bring me here to see you unloading the cargo? Is it still stones? What does your KGB want so many stones for?" Valiya rarely goes out with her husband. Today, she is very well dressed, from any angle beautiful.

   "Drink tea first! You're already out anyway, so what does it matter if you stay here for a while..." Passing the sugar-sweetened black tea to his wife, Serov turned his head and took a sip of water from the tea jar. His taste still hasn't changed, and he doesn't even drink tea in China, let alone sweetened black tea like white people. Although drinking water was nothing to sneeze at, he never cared about what Valya wanted to do, and there was nothing wrong with a woman wanting to enjoy it.

How can he always be so anxious? If he was as anxious as this big-breasted woman, he would definitely not have planned to attack a Turkey for more than ten years. "The gold necklace, gemstone ring, bracelet on you, which is not out of the stone."

   "You mean?" Valia's small mouth turned into an Oh shape, and she covered her mouth with her left hand and said in surprise, "You mean these stones..."

"The twenty-five wagons of this train are all raw jadeite stones, which are the bracelets on your wrist. Otherwise, do you think domestic women can buy them so cheaply?" Sheloff smiled and whispered, "This is just a Southeast Asian company. work performance.”

   Shelov did not have a golden pupil, so it was impossible to know which of these rough stones had emeralds and which did not. Therefore, we can only rely on the KGB department to carry out the most unskilled trickery. This time has lasted for ten years. The Soviets do not recognize this thing very much, and now it has caused a large backlog. However, considering the high price of later generations, the KGB's robbery in Myanmar is still going on.

   "Are you interested in visiting our warehouse? Her Majesty!" Serov, who was holding Valia's little hand, asked against the woman's nose, "The warehouse of the anti-revolutionary workers, there are not only jadeites in it..."

The warehouse is located in the northern suburbs of Moscow, surrounded by a restricted military area designated by the KGB. scale.

"Twenty-eight amber warehouses, forty jade warehouses, thirty-three tanzanite warehouses, a diamond warehouse, and three gem warehouses are all important warehouses, and the others have been handed over to another military restricted area. "Sherov pointed at his head while introducing, "Similar to stones with little value, no stored value, they have been cleaned up and the supply department has taken them away with a truck."

   "If it's all rough stones, it doesn't seem to be a lot." Valia's eyes kept wandering, and she said absentmindedly, as for where she went, it all depends on where the man holding her hand leads.

"These are all finished products, and they are full of bare stones." Sheloff laughed and whispered, "This is not a stone that was brought back from the train station. Understand, my queen, any warehouse in this place can make a billion out of thin air. A rich man, if the person is in a NATO country, he will be at the top of society.”

   "What if someone steals it? Diamonds are easy to hide." The woman exclaimed, unimaginable from a woman's point of view.

"Ma'am, there are a total of 1,500 cameras in the entire warehouse. The staff who enter here are randomly combined every day, and they will never work for more than a year. Wearing the clothes we provide, they cannot stop in the warehouse area under any circumstances. Change your clothes after work and accept our inspection at the same time."

As for the fact that many people have been imprisoned or even shot because of this incident, the assistant in charge did not mention it at that time, because it was not necessary, in order to satisfy the curiosity of women, Shelov asked people to open a warehouse, and the middle of the warehouse was stacked with sapphire. The small mountain completely made Valya fall into a state of rigidity.

"Why are you KGB so extravagant, throwing diamonds and gems on the concrete floor." After returning home, Valya looked tired and twisted against her husband's body. What she saw today was too much for her. impactful.

"The floor of the warehouse is cement, and below the cement is a 20-centimeter-thick steel plate." Shelov put down the Suslov anthology and said, "Only gems and diamonds are placed in this way, other types are not hard enough, so they won't be placed directly. Throw it on the ground."

   "When are we going to see next time? I want to see the Diamond Warehouse." Valya asked while straddling Serov.

"Go again when you have time, it's not something of value. How many fingers do you have with rings? Isn't it too heavy?" Serov deliberately teased Mao Mei in front of him, "I'll take a look, and I didn't let you embezzle. ..." Valya kept writhing.

You didn't let me embezzle, Serov really couldn't refute it, and finally agreed to watch it after the military parade in Constantinople, "Let's talk about it first, it can only be seen, and if you read more, you will find that it is just a stone. One of them. Go to sleep, I'll be busy tomorrow."

   "What are you sleeping, don't sleep!" As she spoke, Valya untied her sleeping belt and threw it aside, leaving only time for her husband to turn on the light, but then again, why did Serov turn on the light?

Ahhh...Yawning long, Serov, who was lying on the table, looked like I was very tired, and said in a spirited manner, "In view of some problems with the Air Force in this war against Turkey, I hope to cooperate with you. Let the chief engineers communicate, according to the intelligence we have learned from the United States, the next-generation fighter jets of the United States probably look like this."

   As he spoke, he took out the sketches of the American F16 and F15, but this sketch was drawn by himself, so he did not let his months of sketching courses go to waste. The chief engineers of several design bureaus began to exchange opinions on the above index.

  The problem of the Soviet Air Force is actually not as serious as imagined, because the Soviet Union is considering the way of combat with a powerful army. The Air Force is just to withstand the NATO Air Force, prevent the NATO Air Force from seizing air supremacy, and cover the role of tens of thousands of tanks moving forward. This kind of grand strategy caused the fighter jets equipped by the Soviet Air Force without exception to have a problem with short legs...

   "No MiG aircraft can fly to the middle of the Dnieper!" This means that the Soviet Air Force has short legs, but it does not mean that the Soviet Union does not have fighter jets with a large range, but such fighter jets are all in the hands of the Homeland Defense Air Force.

"If the above parameters are correct, we have a way to deal with it." The chief engineer of the MiG Design Bureau narrowed his eyes and said, "We also have a record, and we will never let our fighters fall behind, the fastest It can be tested after the year."

   "Our heavy fighter will take a little longer, maybe half a year. I hope it won't waste too long!" Ivanov, the chief engineer of the Sukhoi Design Bureau, did not make any guarantees at that time. (To be continued~^~)