Chapter 100 Search 1
"Comrade Khrushchev is the most loyal soldier of our great Soviet Union. He once again proved to the motherland with his actions..."
Following Comrade Stalin's majestic speech of commendation, everyone in the conference room stood up and gave warm applause to Khrushchev, who was standing next to Stalin.
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
"???" Feeling the envy and jealousy of his colleagues in the audience, Khrushchev straightened his back and prepared to accept a medal personally picked up by Comrade Stalin.
But just when the medal was about to be hung on his chest, he was awakened by a sudden knock on the door. All the certificates and medals in front of him disappeared in an instant, leaving only the white and flawless wall.
Bang bang bang!
The annoying knock on the door sounded again. Khrushchev smashed the bed board angrily, shook his head that was still awake, and shouted. "Come in."
The secretary with an anxious look on his face pushed in the door. A person who was usually very observant today ignored the dissatisfied look on Khrushchev's face and said loudly. "Comrade Khrushchev, Comrade Khrushchev! The train transporting gold did not reply with the security code. No matter how I called, there was no response!!"
As soon as he heard gold, Khrushchev's lingering sleepiness instantly disappeared without a trace, and he got up from the bed with a grunt. "What did you say?! Say it again!?"
The secretary swallowed nervously and repeated it. "It was just 3:30 in the morning. The correspondent had called several times, but there was no response from the transport train." There was no difference in the communication between them and the train until 3:00 in the morning, but just now at 3:30 There was a problem with the call, and more than ten minutes passed without a reply to the security code from the train. This made the secretary extremely nervous, and he hurried over to report to Khrushchev.
"Could it be a radio malfunction?" After all, he was a man who had experienced strong winds and waves. After a brief panic, Khrushchev quickly calmed down. After all, that batch of gold has safely entered the Soviet Union, what big thing could happen?
The secretary shook his head. "But there are three radio stations on the train, Comrade Khrushchev. All three radio stations failed at the same time?" There are not only three brand-new radio stations on the train, but also accompanying technicians. Even if the three radio stations fail at the same time, the technicians should also It will be repaired quickly and it will not be in this situation now.
Khrushchev couldn't help but frown after hearing the secretary's words. He also knew that the chance of the three radio stations malfunctioning at the same time was almost zero. What could be the problem? After thinking for a long time, he walked to the huge map hanging on the wall and asked. "According to the planned plan, where should the golden train be now?"
The secretary came to the map and searched it, then looked at his watch and pointed to a place. "According to the plan, the golden train should arrive at this place at this moment, and it should arrive in Kharkov in 20 minutes."
Khrushchev carefully observed the terrain. This road was not a mountainous terrain that would affect radio signals. This seems to rule out the radio problem. "Where was the last station we passed?"
The secretary's finger traced a short section of the railway on the map. "The town of Alexei. But according to the plan, the golden train will not stop in that town."
"Alexei Town?" Khrushchev immediately ordered. "Call the station in that small town to ask if the train has passed, and order the local government of Dakharkov to send people to search along the train line, and ask that town to also send people to search along the railway."
"Understood." After the secretary left, Khrushchev had no intention of continuing to sleep. He walked back and forth anxiously, waiting for the latest news, repeating the words "It'll be okay, it'll be okay" in his mind. In my heart, I began to regret why I wanted to take over this task.
One hour……
Two hours...
"Comrade Khrushchev, Comrade Khrushchev!!" Finally, while waiting anxiously, the secretary ran in again, but this time his face was even paler than last time, which made Khrushchev feel uneasy.
"Have you found the golden train?!" Faced with Khrushchev's eager inquiry, the secretary stammered. "Hey, Comrade Khrushchev, the small town of Alexei clearly saw the golden train passing by. But until the people they sent out and the people sent out from Kharkov met... they didn't see the train! The golden train just disappeared out of thin air!" At first, he even thought that the person on the other end of the phone was crazy and talking nonsense. But after four or five people in a row gave him the same answer, he began to suspect that he was suffering from mental illness and was hearing hallucinations.
"What?!!!" Khrushchev was suddenly frightened and angry, and almost screamed. "How could such a big train disappear?! Is the train going up to the sky or down to the ground?!" He reached out and grabbed the other person's collar, as if he wanted to lift him up, but unfortunately he forgot that he was less than 1 meter tall. A short and fat man of 7cm, but the other party is a big man of 1.9m or so.
After trying a few times, he could only let go of his hand angrily and barked an order. "Notify the nearest garrison immediately and ask them to send people and planes to conduct a carpet search!! If we can't find the train before 10 o'clock, we will be in bad luck!!" According to the plan, the golden train will arrive at 10 o'clock in the morning At the Moscow Station, Comrade Stalin will lead all Politburo members to personally greet this batch of gold.
At this critical moment, even if the train was late for one minute, it would be a great dereliction of duty. Now, there is no need to worry about whether it is late or not. The whole golden train has disappeared! ! Isn't this a slap in his face? Will Comrade Stalin take his anger out on him? That is a full 560 tons of gold! ! Even if his life is worth 100 tons of gold, it is enough to kill him five or six times! !
And this bizarre thing happened on Soviet soil.
Khrushchev dared not imagine how Comrade Stalin would react! ! The golden train must be found as soon as possible!
Unfortunately, the secretary brought him another bad news.
It was raining heavily in that area. It was impossible for the plane to pass through the cumulonimbus cloud area with thunder and lightning. Even if people went through, there would be no effect in the area with visibility of only a few meters. Only when the rain stopped could we think of a solution.
The more Khrushchev thought about it, the more frightened he felt, and he shouted hysterically. "We Bolsheviks have encountered all kinds of difficulties. Why do we retreat when it rains?! If visibility is low, send more people. Even if you have to grope with your hands, you must find it for me! If they can't find the gold train, they will be the sinners of the Soviet Union! They must all be sent to Siberia! You, go and command it yourself! If you can't find the gold, you don't have to come back!!" This bastard didn't bring him any good news the whole night. Khrushchev really wanted to shoot him immediately!
After driving the secretary away, Khrushchev himself became an ant on the hot pot and fell into extreme fear.
What should I do? !
This matter cannot be concealed, but how can I report it to Comrade Stalin to reduce his guilt?
Just as Khrushchev racked his brains to come up with various excuses, Yannick was also a little uneasy in the distant Berlin Palace.
He did everything he could do, and even God helped him by sending heavy rain to eliminate the last traces.
If the Soviets could find it even in this way, then he could only admit his bad luck and treat it as a secret training for the special forces.
Anyway, the Soviets would not know that it was the Germans who did it.
As for why they used the M3 submachine gun that would only appear in a few years, if they used the Thompson submachine gun, it would be too much of a frame-up. The Soviets were not fools. They would not be so foolish as to suspect that it was the Americans who did it based on a few guns.
What would Stalin think when he saw the M3 submachine gun equipped by the US army a few years later?
He was not Stalin, so he could not imagine what his reaction would be, but what was certain was that he would not just laugh and pretend that nothing had happened, right?
Ordinary people would be unhappy if they were cheated out of 560 yuan for nothing, not to mention that it was 560 tons of gold that was right at their fingertips! !
Yannik did not expect the Soviet Union to use this opportunity to declare war on the United States, and then cross the ocean to land on the American mainland. Oh, in fact, across the Bering Strait is also the American mainland. At least they can have a verbal battle with the United States, and it would be good to make the relationship awkward.