One Hundred and Thirty-Six Military Salutes

In the Soviet Union, a car was parked at the gate of the military headquarters. Two officers stepped out of the car, ignoring the salutes of the guards on both sides, and walked into the building with a solemn look. (Starting) The two walked through the corridor and came to the door of the commander's office. They reached out and knocked on the door.

"Come in!" came the order.

"Comrade Marshal Tukhachevsky! We have been ordered to come here to thoroughly investigate the case of dangerous elements of the Communist Party in the front army under your command."

"How is this possible?" Tukhachevsky put down the document in his hand and raised his head. The two lieutenant colonels of the Protestant Inspection Section in front of him immediately felt the pressure doubled.

Tukhachevsky was only recently promoted to the rank of Marshal of the Soviet Red Army, becoming the first Soviet marshal to be promoted in history. In addition, he has the reputation of "red" Napoleon Soviet Akado in the Soviet Red Army, so even if Stalin met him, he would have to give some face, not to mention the two little lieutenant colonels in front of him. .

"According to our investigation, there are indeed dangerous elements in your army, and there are many people in high positions." A lieutenant colonel finally said the words tremblingly, and suddenly felt a lot more comfortable. He took out the handkerchief in his jacket pocket and wiped the fine sweat from the tip of his nose.

"The list is here, please take a look at it carefully, if you allow it. Today we will take these people away for review." Another officer respectfully handed the document under his arm to the Red Army marshal in front of him. Seeing that Tukhachevsky had no intention of reaching out to take it, he had to take two steps forward and put the document on his desk, and then immediately returned to the original position.

"Comrade Stalin hopes that you can cooperate with our work and hand over these criminal traitors." The officer standing there wiping his sweat carried Stalin out again to strengthen his courage, hoping that Tukhachevsky would be able to compromise.

Sure enough, Tukhachevsky didn't speak, grabbed the file with a sullen look, and looked at it.

Commander of the 29th Division of the Front Army xxxx. Political commissar of the 7th Army of the Front Army xxxx. xxxxx, Chief of Staff of the 34th Division of the Front Army. One name after another made Tukhachevsky's brows furrow more and more tightly, and finally, when he saw his colleague, the name of the political commissar of the front army was listed, he finally broke out unbearably.

"It's just nonsense!" Tukhachevsky threw the list directly on the faces of the two lieutenant colonels who sent the document: "You have the face to do such a wrathful thing! I have no face to follow along I want to take the people on this list away from me, there is no door! Get out! Get me out!"

Now that their faces have been torn apart, the two lieutenant colonels no longer have the fear and awe they had before, one of them squatted down to pick up the documents scattered on the ground, and the other raised his chest and said, "Comrade Marshal, if you don't execute the Comrade Stalin's order,

But you will be held jointly and severally responsible! You must know that this list was drawn up by the Political Bureau of the Central Committee and Comrade Stalin himself. "

"Are you crazy? The arrest is not based on evidence, not a crime, but a list drawn up by a few people sitting in a room to discuss all afternoon?" Tukhachevsky almost laughed at this question. So what happened to the Soviet Union? What happened to the Soviet Union he loved so much?

"Comrade Marshal Tukhachevsky! Please pay attention to your tone! Comrade Stalin is the leader of the rise of the Soviets. Going against his will is obstructing the development of the * cause!" The lieutenant colonel's tone was full of threats.

"When Comrade Lenin and I fought against the white bandits, Stalin was just a secretary! You should pay attention to your tone! Lieutenant Colonel!" Tukhachevsky said fiercely: "Go back and tell Comrade Stalin! He wants to I don't care what he wants to do, and I don't care! But please don't be fooled by those power delusionalists, trying to shake the foundation of a country like the army! This is very dangerous!"

"Wait for Comrade Yezhov's review! Mr. Marshal!" The lieutenant colonel replied coldly.

"Yezhov? Yezhov's military rank is not as good as that of the staff officer you want to arrest on this list!" Tukhachevsky also said coldly, while saying that he pointed to his marshal's epaulet: "On the matter When I joined *, I was much earlier than him! What qualifications does he have to examine me?"

Tukhachevsky, who became more and more angry, stood up, walked to the lieutenant colonel, poked his finger on the lieutenant colonel's chest and added: "Remember what I said! Tell Yezhov! I and many Soviet generals We are all waiting for the result of his investigation into the murder of Comrade Kirov! He arrested this one today and that one tomorrow, and the results were all good friends and supporters of Comrade Kirov during his lifetime. We will settle the account with him sooner or later! "

"Goodbye then! Comrade Marshal Tukhachevsky." The two lieutenant colonels turned and left.

"Come back!" Tukhachevsky shouted coldly.

The two lieutenants turned their heads in confusion.

"You haven't saluted yet! Do you want to go back to the military academy to learn the etiquette of meeting your boss?"

"Crack." The two had no choice but to straighten the joystick and give a military salute to Tukhachevsky.

"Go away! I don't have time to compete with you guys! If I have this skill, I might as well go and inspect the tank production line in the factory." Tukhachevsky waved his hand in disgust and blasted the two out of his own. office.

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The two officers who had done nothing left Tukhachevsky's headquarters in dismay, and rolled back to Moscow with a grief-stricken face like a dead mother. When they saw their masters, they hurriedly snorted. Cry out the tears of injustice.

"Comrade Yezhov! You didn't see that guy's powerful face! He didn't take you seriously at all!" A lieutenant colonel reported the results of his arrest this time.

"Yeah, yeah! That guy also said..." A lieutenant colonel said that he took a peek at his immediate superior Ye Ruov who was sitting behind the desk, and paused deliberately.

"What?" Ye Ruofu asked in a long voice with a blank expression: "Come on, don't waste my time! Others don't understand, so I don't understand my own subordinates? It's also a pleasure to plant something. point!"

"Well, this time we didn't frame it!" The lieutenant colonel who spoke hurriedly waved his hand: "He said that Comrade Stalin was bewitched by the "rapists", and he said that he would clean up you sooner or later!"

"Yes! Comrade Yezhov! When he told us to get out, he forced us to stand at attention and salute him! This man is so arrogant! He doesn't take our censorship seriously at all!" Another lieutenant colonel added.

Nodding his head, Yezhov quietly wrote Tukhachevsky's name on the paper in front of him, then gently drew a circle around the name, and typed it again. a fork.

His face was still expressionless, there was no sign of sadness or anger, and there was not even a slight fluctuation: "Comrade Marshal is right! You two are too ignorant of the rules! If I were him, I would also let Remember the etiquette you should observe. Go to the finance department and return this month's bonus! Just say I punished it!"

"Yes!" The two agreed reluctantly.

Ye Ruofu took out two envelopes, pressed them on the table, and pushed them to the other side of the table: "I didn't let you touch your own money! Use this, and use the extra to buy some tobacco and alcohol. You all like those things anyway."

He retracted his hand, carefully picked up the piece of paper, tore it into pieces, and threw half of it into his wastepaper basket and stuffed the other half into his pocket: "Go out! I'm going to see Comrade Stalin. "

Recently, Khrushchev's popularity in front of Stalin has made Yezhov, who has always been Stalin's number one confidant, feel a huge crisis. He really wants to help Stalin kill an important political opponent and use it to maintain him. position within the Stalinist group.

However, after killing several important people and killing thousands of so-called renegades, he was never able to get rid of Khrushchev's shadow. Khrushchev was involved in these cases more or less. Yezhov's victory, Khrushchev's status is also rising.

So this time he decided to start with Tukhachevsky. If you can help Stalin get rid of the disobedient Tukhachevsky, let Stalin firmly control the troops of an entire front army. This was definitely a great achievement when Stalin wanted to get his hands on the military and to become the first person in the Soviet Union to take over the military and political power.

But Yezhov was very distressed that Tukhachevsky was a veteran of the Lenin era in terms of seniority; in terms of status, he was the commander-in-chief of an entire front. If there is no real evidence, it is really difficult to easily move such a mountain-like Soviet marshal with many military exploits.

It seems that in the end, this matter has to wait for a turn. With a silent sigh in his heart, Yezhov walked into Stalin's office with his briefcase.

"Bastards! These bastards from the military! They think they are older than me! They actually cover up those generals and officers who oppose me! These people should all be hanged!" Before entering Stalin's office, Ye Ruofu heard the roar of the *leader.

Ye Ruov smiled bitterly, thinking that he would be scolded by Stalin who was in a bad mood for coming to today's meeting. After sorting out his military uniform, he straightened his back and knocked on Stalin's door.

"Is there any way to make these disobedient generals remember sex? Let them know who is their leader?" Stalin asked angrily, looking at Yezhov who walked in. Khrushchev stood in front of him, bowing his head silently.

Stalin patted the documents on the table: "Especially this damn Tukhachevsky! I'm not mean to him? I personally promoted him to the marshal of the Soviet Union! But what about him? What did he give me in return? He actually Still hiding my opponents in the army!"

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