Struggle in Soviet Russia

In the bedroom, Victor watched Sophia hang up the phone, and then lowered his head a little excitedly, and took a bite on her full chest. Sophia was taken aback by him, feeling that he didn't exert any effort, so he patted him on the shoulder in a grotesque manner, and said, "Why are you so excited?"

Victor chuckled, separated her thighs between her chest and abdomen, then turned over, lay on her back on the bed, looked at the roof, and briefly said Besonov's achievements.

"So, you mean, there is hope that the latent radio station can be found this time?" Sophia quickly grasped the point. For the anti-intelligence organization, there is no other result that can match the capture of local radio stations. It's even more eye-catching.

"It's hard to tell," Victor shook his head and said, "Now, the only thing that can be determined is that a suspect identified by Major Besonov is related to the Japanese intelligence agency. As for whether they are related to that one. The lurking radio station is connected, and it is still unclear."

As he said this, he was about to roll over and get out of bed.

"Wait," Sophia stopped him, frowning and said, "what you just said, the fact that Major Besonov used the method of intelligence comparison to find clues gave me a little inspiration."

"Oh?" Victor stopped and turned to look at her curiously. "What inspiration?"

Sophia got up, sat cross-legged on the bed, and said with disheveled hair: "As you said, the Khabarovsk spy department has organized three large-scale wireless detection tasks in the past year or so. , And in the course of these three detections, the enemy's signal was found, and it was in two different areas."

"Yes," Victor nodded and said, "That's what Besonov said, and I checked the relevant archives, and it's true."

"According to your statement, this signal appeared during the first monitoring..." Sophia cast a questioning look.

"Near Lenin Avenue," Victor said, "the second and third time, they appeared near the Solzhonikidye refinery, but because the transmitter from the enemy station was very cautious, they quickly interrupted the report and In the following period of time, it entered a state of silence, so the people in the counterintelligence department could not determine the exact location."

"That's right, that's it. According to your statement, since the enemy's transmitter is very vigilant, and the two transmissions are not in the same position," Sophia bit her lip and said thoughtfully, "Then, they The lurking place must have been transferred, unless they have two or more radio stations."

Victor shook his head, and then asked, "What did you think of?"

Engaging in espionage work is originally a high-risk thing. In order to facilitate lurking, it is impossible for an intelligence team to master multiple radio stations, and it is not easy to have one in a situation similar to this kind of transit lurking.

Victor thought that Sophia was going to check electricity consumption, but then he thought that layman's things can only appear in TV dramas in the previous life. Elders of the NKVD like Sophia can't be committed when they fall asleep. That kind of mistake.

In his previous life, Victor really watched some spy war dramas. Some of the plots were the KMT spy stations, and then the anti-spy personnel of the KMT used the residents' electricity consumption to search for the hidden radio stations of the communist army. The plot is the same as the real one, but after being reborn here, he realized how nonsense the plot is, nothing else, because most of the radio stations nowadays use batteries, and some of them are hand-cranked to generate electricity. , And this thing consumes less electricity than high-power light bulbs, how to check?

"Since they have the experience of moving their hiding place, why don't they check the clues from the municipal housing department?" Sophia said, "Look at the movement of people in the corresponding area before and after those three months. Who moved from near Lenin Street? Go, and move to the vicinity of the Solzhonikidye Refinery..."

Before she could finish her words, Victor had already grabbed her and kissed her **** her lips, before jumping off the bed, trotting all the way except for the bedroom.

Yes, Sofia’s whim gave Victor a new idea. Khabarovsk today is not another city. It is currently under military control. Like Chita and Vladivostok, they are all very well managed. Strictly border cities. In such a city, any household is registered, and the degree of registration is stricter than that of ordinary alliance cities.

The enemy station lurking in Khabarovsk may be operated by the Soviets. They are very familiar with the city, so they can easily find a place to stay, but no matter how familiar they are with the city, as long as they move in this city , It will definitely leave a trail.

What Victor has to do now is to call the statistics of the municipal housing department to see who moved from near Lenin Street to live near the Solzhonikidje Refinery in March last year, or who is in Both places have residences or relatives. It is much easier to make further investigations as long as you delineate a range.

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The Solzhonikidye Oil Refinery, a large oil refinery established during the First Five-Year Plan, has continued to provide various oils for the Western Front since the outbreak of the war. Therefore, the entire plant area is under military control. No one is allowed to enter or leave.

The reason why this oil refinery has such a long name is because its site was set up next to the village of Solzhonikidje. In Victor’s previous life, such a village was called a "village within a city." Inside the Khabarovsk urban-rural junction.

In the village of Solzhonikidje, most of the current residents are workers from the refinery and their families. Of course, there are also some migrants, most of whom are military members.

At night, in the Workers and Peasants Police Station on Kreshchatyk Street across the village of Solzhonikidje, Victor in plain clothes stands in front of the table in the conference room, arms folded, and looks down at the table. An expanded map.

This is a map of the village of Sorzhonikidje. Because it is a simple municipal map, the legends marked are very simple. There is no way, this is the best map that can be found so far.

On the whole map, there are a total of six places with red circles. These six places with red circles are the places that the NKVD is going to raided tonight. After comparing with the information from the municipal housing department, Victor These six locations were finally determined. As for whether there will be any gains, I don't know yet.

In order to carry out this operation tonight, Victor used his authority for the first time after coming to the Far East. He not only mobilized the police from the Civil Police Headquarters, but also mobilized some soldiers from the Front Army Headquarters. The entire village of Sorzhonikidye was blocked. After the operation started, no personnel could enter or leave the area until the search was over.

The phone on the desk rang, Victor looked at his wristwatch, nodded in satisfaction, and then reached out and picked up the receiver of the phone.

Cherikov's voice came from the other end of the phone. He was asking if the operation would start immediately. Now, all the personnel involved in the operation are in place.

Victor nodded first, then reacted, and said lightly: "Let's get started."

Putting down the phone, a strong sense of anticipation rose in Victor's heart.

In fact, if you do a lot of anti-espionage things, it is really addictive. This is like peeling an onion to make a prank. The entire detection process is to peel off the skin of the onion little by little. In this process, you will stimulate yourself. With tears in the eyes, the pain is hard. After peeling the most delicious and juicy part, squeeze it fiercely, and spray all the juice into the opponent's eyes.

Well, this metaphor seems a bit perverted, but the feeling is like this, torturing oneself and torturing others, of course, the latter is the highlight.

Reaching out for a cigarette from the table, and lighting one for himself, Victor took a deep breath and was about to bend down and sit on the chair when he heard a clear gunfire outside.

At first, it was just a bang, but soon, the gunfire became a whole.

Even without even taking the cigarettes on the table, Victor rushed out of the office and out of the branch building with the guards who had been waiting in the corridor.

The sound of gunfire means that there has been an exchange of fire, and the exchange of fire means that there is an enemy. There is no doubt that a certain search point must have found a problem, and the enemy shot and resisted.

Outside the branch office building, the police car on standby was activated. Victor got into a car and drove straight to the direction of the gunfire amidst the roar of the police siren.

The time of the firefight was very short. Before the police car Victor was riding in, the gunfire stopped. The place where the firefight took place was a building at the intersection of Kryschatyk Street and Spolokje Alley. Inside a three-story apartment.

When Victor arrived in the car with people, he saw the lights of the entire building from a distance. The awakened people formed a circle in front of the building. The policemen who came first were dispersing the crowd.

The car stopped in front of the building. When Victor got off the car, he glanced at the building. From his position, one of the windows on the east side of the second floor of the building was smashed. A man in pajamas fell downstairs and approached. At the location of the flowerbed, a pool of blood spilled under his body.

Victor walked over quickly, found a second lieutenant in charge of on-site command, and asked, "How's the situation?"

The second lieutenant was obviously injured, and his left shoulder was bleeding, but it didn't look serious.

"Comrade report committee, when we were in charge of searching this lurking spot, we encountered..." the second lieutenant replied loudly.

"Tell me if anyone caught alive," Victor interrupted him and asked directly.

"Caught, we killed two, injured two," the ensign gave Victor a reassuring answer.