Compared with the gloomy mood of Wu Yunzhe and other members of the Chinese delegation, in a state-run club outside Moscow, people were jubilating all night for the return of Yaktoyev. After an orchestral music with a strong Russian national style, the Soviet Internal Affairs

Kutuzov, the director of the ministry office, came to Yaktoyev with a glass of mellow red wine.

Yaktoyev, who was having a lively chat with some beautiful girls, saw his big patron coming over. He quickly apologized to the beauties, and then gave a very gentlemanly salute. Under the admiring eyes of the beauties,

With an elegant gesture that I had only passed through the flowers without touching a leaf, I walked away and came to Kutuzov.

"I never expected that you have such a good rapport with women!"

"You're really joking. I'm just talking. If it were you, you would probably just hook your fingers and those beautiful girls would be sure...hehe..."

Yaktoyev showed a smile that all men understand, so that the usually sanctimonious old face suddenly took on a bit of vulgarity. However, Kutuzov was obviously not good at this. He frowned slightly and gave up the topic.

Cha Kai: "We can only make this arrangement for now. You also know that Moscow is very expensive, and you are not the only one who wants to come in."

"I understand, I understand, of course I understand this!"

When it came to business, Yaktoyev had a solemn look on his face, his head nodding like a chicken pecking at rice. He was transferred back from China to serve as the chief representative of the Soviet side of Sino-Soviet military technology exchanges. He seemed to have less authority than the Chinese President.

The advisor has great power and the hierarchy has shrunk, but because it is a matter of concern to Stalin, every move is personally scrutinized by the supreme leader. This kind of opportunity, let alone being demoted a few levels, even if he is beaten to the end, Yaktoyev will

I was so happy that I couldn't find the north.

Because this arrangement is like a compressed spring, it seems to be a downgrade of the position, but once the spring springs up, it will skyrocket. The big bosses surrounding Stalin are all like this. Because of this, when he gets

After learning about his position, he jumped with joy. He knew that the time for him to rise to prominence had finally arrived.

However, he is happy, and Yaktoyev still knows who should be flattered and who should not be offended. For example, Kutuzov in front of him is not even inferior to him, a senior professor, in terms of level and qualifications, but Yaktoyev

Ketoyev did not dare to be disrespectful in front of this man.

Because standing behind Kutuzov is Beria, who is second only to Stalin and is also his new backer!

"I believe you are a smart man, so Comrade Beria made it clear to me before coming here that as long as you do well this time, I can recommend you to take over when the director of the Academia Sinica in Moscow retires."

Kutuzov took a sip of the red wine in his glass, and his soothing words seemed to be talking about a trivial matter, but in Yaktoyev's ears, he was extremely shocked. Academia Sinica in Moscow, which is known as the Soviet Union

The brain of the military industry, most basic research on weapons and equipment in the Soviet Union was born in the Central Research Institute in Moscow.

It is precisely because of this that controlling the Moscow Central Research Institute is equivalent to controlling the lifeblood of the military industry. Its power is so outrageous that in normal times Yaktoyev would not even dream of getting involved, but today he is far away from it.

This coveted position is so close, how can he not be excited and how can he not be excited!

As if he had anticipated Yaktoyev's reaction, Kutuzov did not look back at Yaktoyev who looked delighted, and was still sipping the red wine in his glass. But at the moment when he lowered his head to drink,

A bit of ridicule and disdain flashed through his pair of deep blue eyes. When he raised his head, the slight hint of disdain was gone. Then he slowly continued: "This is the prospect. It depends on whether you can grasp it."

!”

"Haha, please rest assured. The only two-way exchange of military technology with China is the individual rocket launcher. However, this project, which the Chinese have high hopes for, may completely disgrace the Chinese."

"oh?"

Kutuzov seemed to be interested. He frowned and said in confusion: "China attaches great importance to this exchange, and even mentioned it in front of Comrade Stalin. It is very determined to win. How could it..."

"You may not know that before I returned to China, I paid special attention to the development of China's No. 2 recoilless artillery. It is undeniable that the Chinese have really maximized their potential and indeed overcome many technical bottlenecks, but technology and

Experience cannot be compensated by endless exploration of potential!”

"You mean, their individual rocket launchers have irreparable flaws?" Kutuzov was startled for a moment, then suddenly said, but Yaktoyev already smiled proudly: "I really can't hide anything from you.

Yes, their individual rocket launchers have countless flaws, the most fatal of which is the firing mechanism. According to the data I have seen, it is estimated that the firing rate is less than 50%.

In other words, their individual rocket launchers will misfire after a few rounds on the shooting range. Of course, even without this flaw, their ammunition, barrels, aiming devices, and structural strength all have fatal problems. In a word, China's

It is absolutely impossible for an individual rocket launcher to win!"

Hearing this, a trace of surprise appeared in the depths of Kutuzov's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by his signature playful smile. He tilted his head and said as if to comfort: "Please don't underestimate your opponent, be clear.

, you have suffered a lot from those people in China!"

Upon hearing this, Yaktoyev suddenly showed hatred and subconsciously clenched his fists: "Please rest assured, I dare to swear to God that even if God comes in person, China will not be able to win, because their stupidity has made it impossible for China to win.

These Chinese people will definitely lose!"

After hearing this, Kutuzov did not respond immediately. Instead, he stared at Yaktoyev with his piercing eyes, as if to check whether this sentence meant something to him.

He was so sincere that Yaktoyev felt a little uncomfortable, but he also knew that he could not back down at this time, so he boldly looked at Kutuzov with the solemn eyes unique to a scholar.

I don't know how long it took, but Kutuzov suddenly grinned, touched Aktoev's with his own wine glass, and then raised it high: "I hope so!"

"It must be so!"

Yaktoyev replied with great confidence, and then they both drank their wine in one gulp under Kutuzov's bright smile...

At the same time, inside a black car at the entrance of the Ministry of Internal Affairs Detention Center in the outer suburbs of Moscow...

"I need you to win!"

"Is that why you found me?"

"Because your General Logistics Chief said that only you can create miracles!"

"Okay then, I'll go back and give it a try!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Yi opened the car door, tightened his military coat and walked out. It wasn't until a biting cold wind hit his face that he said angrily: "You guys are really awesome.

, I spend all my time doing things that have no technical content. Did you see that coming out with such arrogance is called real awesomeness..."
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