Chapter 1: Stalin's Secret Troops

  In the rumble of the military transport plane, Chu Si Nan set foot on Moscow's soil for the first time in his life. Although the place he stepped into was a military camp more than 40 kilometers away from Moscow, it still counted as Moscow after all.

  Following a few Soviet military and political workers who had arrived on the same plane, Chu Sui Nan slowly stepped off the aircraft. The people waiting for him at the airport were young Chinese men who had been standing there for an unknown amount of time, all wearing Soviet military uniforms. When they saw Chu Sui Nan step off the plane, their faces lit up with joy and they walked towards him together.

  "Is that Comrade Chusinan?" the young man at the head of the group said first, "My name is Lixingbei, I'm a student from Moscow Military Academy, but now I'm a Red Army soldier in the 88th Reconnaissance Brigade."

  "Oh, hello, hello." Chu Si Nan hastily stretched out his hand and shook hands with this young and vigorous compatriot, while also briefly introducing himself.

  "You don't need to introduce yourself, who doesn't know your name now? At least in the Soviet Union it's like that." Li Xingbei chuckled and said, "The Truth newspaper for the past two days has been featuring you as the headline, internationalist fighter, fearless Soviet warrior and so on, your titles are numerous."

  "Is this for real?" Chu Si Nan's astonished expression caused the people who came to pick him up to burst out laughing again.

  "Come on, let's go to our barracks and take a look. Everyone is waiting for you. Whatever we have to say, we can talk about it when we get there. We're all our own people, so it's easy to talk." Li Xingbei said with one hand pulling Chu Sina, the other patting his shoulder.

  "Alright, let's go. It feels more comfortable speaking with our own people." Chu Si Nan felt a warmth in his heart. What is it called when people from the same country meet abroad? This is what it means to be compatriots. Although they didn't know each other before, once they met in this foreign land, they quickly became familiar and formed friendships.

  A few people left the apron in a flurry, heading towards a Soviet-made "Gaz" military vehicle parked not far away.

  Just as a group of people were about to walk up to the car, a bunch of guys wearing brown jackets suddenly appeared in front of them, blocking their way.

  "What are these people trying to do?" Chu Si Nan clearly heard Li Xing Bei muttering under his breath.

  "Brother Li, what are these people doing?" Chu Si Nan asked curiously.

  "They're not people you can mess with," Li Xingbei explained in a low voice. "They're Bellia's secret police."

  "Oh?" Chu Si Nan was taken aback and didn't say anything else.

  Chu Si Nan and his group obviously didn't want to provoke these powerful secret police, so they slightly turned around, wanting to pass by from the side of those guys. However, when passing by, one of them who seemed to be the leader spoke up.

  "Is Comrade Chu Si-nan? Please come with us."

  This guy is very tall, with a white and clean face like a bookworm, always with a faint smile on his face, making people feel very close, but these are probably all illusions. In the secret police force, no one is kind and gentle.

  "I am Lieutenant Vladimir Kryuchkov. I have been ordered to request your presence for a military inquiry."

  Kryuchkov spoke politely, but the people who were originally around Chusovoy suddenly changed their faces. The secret police are not so easy to talk to, and once someone is taken away by them, they will either die or be skinned alive. Chusovoy had just received a medal from the Supreme Command, and he was an international warrior widely publicized in the Soviet Union. Would he have any problems? Do you need to use the secret police to deal with him?

  "Comrade Kryuchkov, are you mistaken, Ch...?" Li Xingbei frowned and said.

  "I don't know what we did wrong, I just followed the orders from above. As for why Comrade Chu Si Nan was asked to go, probably only the people above know." Before Li Xingbei could finish speaking, Kryuchkov interrupted him.

  "Brother Li, don't worry, there's no need to be concerned." Chu Si Nan seemed very calm and smiled faintly, saying "Since Comrade Kuznetsov said it was just to ask me to cooperate with the investigation, I think there must be some misunderstanding. As long as we clarify things, there won't be any problem. Brother Li, you all go back first, I'll go and come right back."

  Chu Si Nan finished speaking and didn't wait for Li Xing Bei's response, he directly walked to the group of people with Klyuchikov and said: "Comrade Klyuchikov, let's go."

  Leaving behind a worried Li Xingbei and the crowd, Chu Sina followed Klyuchkov into a grey Volga car parked not far away, then sped east towards the direction of Moscow city center.

  In a room in a building near the Kremlin in central Moscow, Chusnan sat alone on a pine chair, quietly waiting for someone to come and ask him questions. He now looked like a prisoner, the only difference being that there were no handcuffs or shackles on his body.

  After waiting for about twenty minutes, the Kruchikov who brought him here walked in, followed by a short, middle-aged fat man with a kind face and a smile on his face, whose slightly bulging eyes looked like two big goldfish eyes.

  "Ah, ah, ah," As soon as he saw Chu Si Nan, the middle-aged man first exaggeratedly let out a series of exclamations, then quickly walked over, shook his hand and said, "Comrade Chu Si Nan, I've been paying attention to your heroic deeds these past few days. Oh my god, I really didn't expect that you look even younger than those propaganda newspapers."

  "Thank you for your praise," Chu Si Nan said indifferently, "but let's save the compliments until after I've investigated my problem clearly."

  "Oh, ah, heh heh," the middle-aged man awkwardly chuckled and let go of his hand, turning his face away to give Kryuchkov a signal.

  The latter immediately understood and stepped forward, saying: "This is our department head, Lieutenant Colonel Grennev."

  "Hello." Chu Si Nan nodded and said indifferently.

  "Ah, Comrade Chusonan," Grennev rubbed his fleshy nose and returned to the table opposite him, sitting down and saying, "You know, just yesterday your plane had barely left Derisa when the German attack began."

  "Oh?" Chu Si Nan understood the reason why these people came to find him here. It seemed that he had hit the nail on the head, but what he had brought was not the attention of the Soviet upper echelons, but rather their suspicion.

  "The German offensive was fierce, their main tank group launched a full-scale attack on our defensive line along the central and right routes, and in just an hour and a half, they broke through our defense line and entered the area east of the Western Dvina River and the Dnieper River. Just now we received news that the German army's main attacking force this time is two tank groups from their Central Group, plus two full-fledged armies." Grenev said here, leaning forward, almost putting his entire upper body on the table, then staring intently at Chusinan, "After receiving this news, Comrade He Luo Xiao was extremely surprised, because these were all mentioned by you in advance, and almost without any difference. Oh no, not almost, but fundamentally without any difference. Comrade Chusinan, can you provide a detailed and reasonable explanation for your source of information?"