Transmigrated as the Crown Prince

Chapter 947 Decisive Battle (14)

The secretary hurried to Comrade Molotov's residence, only to find it empty. He searched nearby for a long time and asked many people, but could not find anyone; he could only report the truth to Malenkov.

"Can't find anyone? Where can he go?" Molotov's "disappearance" made Malenkov feel deeply strange. The "Underground Kremlin" is so big, Molotov can't hide in a corner and play hide-and-seek with them, right? Unless he's also suffering from some kind of mental illness.

Comrade Stalin urged him repeatedly, but Malenkov did not dare to delay and went to search for him personally. After asking several guards who were on duty last night, he learned from the last guard that he saw Comrade Molotov heading towards aisle three last night.

"Aisle No. 3?!" As mentioned before, there is no above-ground passage to the outside of the city of Moscow. There are three underground passages leading to the outside of the city. However, this was a long time ago, since Moscow was besieged. Later, these three passages were also discovered by the Germans, and now no one can sneak out of Moscow.

Why is Comrade Molotov going to Channel 3 at this time? It's not like you're just wandering around in boredom, right? But there is no way of wandering around all night without returning home at night.

Malenkov immediately rushed to Channel 3 and was stopped in front of a checkpoint. This checkpoint was guarded by a platoon of Stalin guards, surrounded by six heavy machine guns, two of which were aimed at the front, while the remaining four were aimed at the rear. It was obvious that they were more worried about the residents of Moscow forcing their way out of the city than the German attack. Except for the orders of Comrade Stalin, these guards cannot be commanded by anyone else. If anyone wants to force their way in, they will shoot and kill them without hesitation even if the Soviet Marshal comes.

As for the German army, although it was a German-controlled area three kilometers away, the German army did not dare to launch an attack from here rashly because there were explosives in the passage. Once detonated, the entire passage would collapse. Malenkov looked at these guards armed with submachine guns, and thought to himself that if Comrade Stalin was sober, he might order the blowing up of these three passages. However, Comrade Stalin's sober time is getting shorter and shorter, and even if he is sober, he does not seem to remember this incident. thing.

A guard with the rank of major saluted Malenkov. "Comrade Malenkov, why are you here? Does Comrade Stalin have any instructions?"

Malenkov hurriedly returned the salute and asked hurriedly. "Did Comrade Molotov come last night?" Except for Mikhail and other personal guards, it was impossible for Malenkov to remember the names of these bodyguards, but he did not bother to greet them and went straight to the topic. "Where are the others?!"

"Comrade Molotov did come last night." The major guard nodded and pointed to the opposite side. "Get out of here."

Malenkov was so startled that he almost screamed. "Out?! Why did he go out?! Why did you let him out?!" He had already guessed that Molotov had defected! But how did he leave here so easily? !

The major guard smiled. "Comrade Malenkov, look at what you said. Comrade Molotov took Comrade Stalin's warrant and received orders from Comrade Stalin to go out and negotiate with the Germans. Of course we have to let him go."

"Fart!" Malenkov couldn't help but curse. "I have been serving Comrade Stalin and never saw Molotov come to apply for a warrant; and Comrade Stalin is seriously ill, how could he give such an order to Molotov? Molotov clearly defected privately. ! The warrant he showed you is also fake! You have been deceived!!" In fact, judging from Comrade Stalin's telegram to the Americans asking them to land in Europe, even if Comrade Stalin really sent Molotov to negotiate with the Germans He wouldn't find it strange, but the problem is that Molotov escaped without authorization!

"What?!" The major's guard turned pale with fright. Does that mean Molotov has committed treason? ! Unexpectedly, they let such a big traitor go in a daze. If Comrade Stalin were to blame, would they still have anything to gain? !

The furious Malenkov ordered fiercely. "Remember! From now on, if anyone wants to leave here, even if he has Comrade Stalin's warrant, you have to call Comrade Stalin to confirm?!"

"Yes!" The major guard nodded quickly.

"Repeat it again!"

The major guard said loudly. "From now on, even if someone wants to leave with Comrade Stalin's warrant, we must get Comrade Stalin's personal approval before they can be released!"

"Send this order to the other two channel guards." After giving the order, Malenkov turned around and left angrily.

On the way back, he couldn't help but think of what Molotov had said to him before, "People should choose a retreat for themselves." When did Molotov choose this path for himself? Was it the beginning of the war? Or was it after losing (east) Ukraine and (east) Belarus? Or after discarding Smolensk, Leningrad, and Stalingrad? What kind of treatment would he receive if he defected to Germany?

But as far as he knew, Molotov had followed Stalin long before the October Revolution, went to countless battlefields, shed blood and sweat, and was Stalin's unique right-hand man and right-hand man. How can such a person betray just by saying betrayal? Is it because Molotov held a grudge against his wife, Zhemchushina, who was thrown into prison by Stalin?

This series of unanswered questions made his head feel a little swollen.

Returning to Comrade Stalin's ward, Comrade Stalin asked impatiently. "Malenkov, you are back. Where is Comrade Molotov?"

Malenkov hesitated for a moment, then spoke cautiously. "Comrade Stalin, Molotov, he seems to have defected." Then he told the story in detail about Molotov's departure from Channel 3 last night.

"What?!" Stalin was startled at first, then became furious and cursed. "This damn bastard! How dare you betray me?!" Stalin was furious and cursed all the curse words he could think of, cursing Molotov crazily.

After scolding for a long time, Stalin narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Malenkov closely. "Malenkov, will you betray me?"

Malenkov spoke quickly. "Of course not, Comrade Stalin, my loyalty to you is evident from time to time. I have already instructed the guards that even if someone holds your warrant in the future, they must call you to confirm before they can be released. Otherwise, even I will be involved." Not going."

"Well done." Starlin seemed satisfied, nodded, and sighed tiredly.

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