The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman

Schiller frowned. He looked at Andro who was lying on the ground, and then at the agents in the room. He coughed twice and said, I don't know what the purpose of your acting is, But you are completely superfluous, even if you take me back to Moscow, you will not get what you want.

You lost your memory, right? The man stepped forward, put a pistol beside Schiller, and said, You don't remember anything now, especially the details of your working in the KGB, nor Knowing that he was the head of the KGB's 11th Bureau.

Schiller frowned, turned to look at him, the man saluted him, and then said: Petrov, deputy director of the 11th Bureau of the KGB, greets you.

Just as Schiller was about to say something, Petrov took out a badge from the pocket inside the windbreaker, handed it to Schiller, and said, I think you should be familiar with this badge.

Schiller looked at the badge pinched on his finger, his eyes suddenly opened wide, and he took the badge from Petrov's hand, because he was indeed very familiar with that badge, it was the one he got from Philby before. In the list folder, find the red flag badge.

Schiller is very familiar with this badge, because he has used this badge many times before to achieve his own goals, and finally through the KGB agent Kayla lurking in the Metropolitan CIA station, and her contacts, this badge Sent back to Moscow.

Schiller's idea is very simple. He used this badge as a stopgap measure, but this badge does not belong to him. Even if Philby has passed away, this badge should return to its proper place.

But in the next second, Petrov said: You once explained that once you get this red flag badge back to Moscow, we will come to you and bring it to you again, which will tell you everything s answer.

Schiller's pupils shrank suddenly, he turned his head to look at Petrov, and asked, The red flag badge I have won???!!

You shouldn't remember everything, but it doesn't matter. Before you left, you told us that you may lose your memory and don't remember any details at all. However, only you can read the information carried on this badge. information, and in due time, you will know everything.

Schiller narrowed his eyes, and cast his eyes on the badge again. Suddenly, he seemed to have remembered something, and he froze there in shock. Then, he said to Petrov: Since you said you are my belonging Next, then now, I need a phone, go get it for me right away.

Petrov didn't say anything, and just winked at the agent at the door. Within two minutes, a phone was delivered to Schiller. Schiller picked up the phone, dialed a series of familiar numbers, and said:

Hello? Alfred? I know, you were responsible for transporting Philby's list, and I was the contact person sent by Moscow to take over Philby's list. Now, I have a question for you, Whose red flag badge was sent with Philby's list?

Alfred on the other end of the phone heard what Schiller said, and he immediately understood that Schiller was probably in a special state now, so he wanted to ask for some proof, and he immediately said: Professor Schiller, Has your paper not been published yet?

Yes, Alfred, but it's only a little bit close. Maybe next week, you will be able to see my work in the journal. At that time, please let me know.

Finding that the phone was not hung up, Alfred thought back to Schiller's question, then frowned and said, Red flag badge? Where is the red flag badge? I'm only responsible for shipping the Philby list...

Didn't Philby put his Order of the Red Banner on the list? Schiller asked rhetorically.

Alfred took a deep breath, then tried to recall the situation at that time, and said with some surprise: It is precisely because Comrade Philby provided such a list to Moscow after returning home that he was able to receive the Order of the Red Banner. , How could there be an Order of the Red Banner before he returned to the Soviet Union?

Besides, even if he has someone else's Red Banner Medal, it is impossible for him to have the opportunity to be included in the list. The situation at that time was very urgent. If he wanted to put other things in it, he would have to hide it from more people's eyes.

Moreover, for such an important list, it is impossible for him to put anything in it that can show its importance. This is the basic quality of a spy. Therefore, the list is just a list, a few sheets of paper, without any badges.

Schiller hung up the phone and sighed softly. It was indeed his fault. At that time, this badge was found in the folder of Phoebe's list, so he preconceived that this must be Phil. than the badge.

However, there is indeed a problem on the timeline, and the causal relationship is not correct. It is precisely because Philby successfully escaped and returned to the Soviet Union, and then said the list in his mind, that he was able to obtain the Order of the Red Banner. In the Soviet Union, it was impossible to obtain medals issued by the Soviet Union.

At the same time, Schiller hadn't participated in real espionage work, so he didn't realize that when transferring such an important list, Philby would never put anything related to the Soviet Union into it.

At that time, Philby didn't know whether he could get away, so he wrote this list, although in the end he got away and successfully took the list out with his brain, which made the handwritten Philby list less valuable.

But at the time, when he didn't know whether he could get out, the importance of this list was self-evident. As a legendary agent who could play with all British intelligence organizations on applause, Philby couldn't make such a mistake. A low-level error.

In other words, this medal is indeed not Philby's, so, is this badge the original Schiller's?

Schiller flicked the surface of the badge. This is indeed an early Red Banner Medal. That is to say, the original Schiller had at least achieved the same merits as Philby before he could get this medal. So, what did he do? what?

At this time, Petrov saluted again and said, Director, I think you need to have a good talk with this medal, and we will wait for you downstairs.

After finishing speaking, all the agents quickly withdrew, leaving Schiller alone in place. It took a while for Schiller to realize, what does it mean to have a good talk with this badge?

Suddenly, Schiller raised his head and widened his eyes, because he remembered that the Order of the Red Banner in his hand was very similar to the iron key that the superego used to open the door full of chains before.

Schiller took the elevator down, found the superego, and said, Give me some power in the system you've got, and I'm going to verify one thing.

The superego seemed to know what Schiller was going to do, and immediately gave Schiller part of the power of the system.

After Schiller returned to reality again, some light shone on his fingertips. When he touched the Order of the Red Banner with his fingertips again, he found that the badge glowed faintly. The next second, Schiller entered In a dream.

Faint dust brushed over the old camera lens, and one after another photos were developed and landed on the table. In all the scenes, there was a figure of a man busy.

In the offices with red flags hanging on the walls, in the production workshops filled with slogans, and in the magnificent halls, there is a man with a serious face.

He wears different clothes, sometimes a political work shirt, sometimes a long trench coat often worn by secret agents, and sometimes a heroic military uniform, but these figures all have the same face, which is Schiller.

It's just that, because of the different facial expressions and muscle orientation, he doesn't look exactly like the current Schiller. More importantly, these scenes have been covered with a layer of gray by the times, making everything look blurred.

At this time, a voice sounded in Schiller's ear:

You must be wondering who I am, what I have done, why you are here, but please take it easy, I will tell you everything, comrade.

I am Schiller, or rather, I am called Schiller, but I was not Schiller originally, and I was not Schiller before I was reborn.

I am a Soviet, ethnic Russian, an ordinary Bolshevik soldier.

Yes, I am a reborn person. After I died and was resurrected again, I suddenly realized that I returned to my childhood.

The time has turned back and nothing has happened yet. This is an invaluable opportunity for anyone, and it is the same for me.

Schiller heard that this voice was always filled with a kind of seriousness and sternness unique to soldiers, which was completely different from his own voice.

So, I decided to do something to change the foreseeable future. I think, you have already received my gift, which is the gift I left you to this world...

You must be wondering now how it all happened, and that starts from the winter of 1991.

With the reverberation of the low voice, the old projector started playing again.

Feather-like snowflakes, gently falling from the sky, did not startle the sparrows when they landed on the tops of the birch trees. Looking in through the yellowed window lattice, there was a red flag hanging on the white wall.

Below the red flag is a radio with an antenna, and at this time, accompanied by the sound of zilazila in the background sound, a voice came from the radio:

The Supreme Council of the Soviets of the USSR confirms that with the establishment of the Commonwealth of Independent States, the USSR, as a state and a subject of international law, is about to cease its existence...

With a click, a hand pressed on the button of the radio.

Looking up from the cuffs, the chest of the neat military uniform is covered with many shiny badges, and when the finger presses the button of the radio again, the channel changes, and a sweet music comes from the radio. Farewell to the Slavs.

Fingers with calluses caressed the barrel of the gun, and the crisp sound of Makarov's pistol being loaded disappeared into the drumbeat of the music.

When the muzzle hit the upper and lower jaws, the sparrow still quietly stopped on the treetops.

boom!

In the quiet room, a gunshot echoed. Outside the window, when the little birds flew up, the snow on the treetops fell down.

In the winter of 1991, the red flag over the Kremlin kissed the snow and bid farewell to the world.

When the sparrow landed on the white ground, a child full of ideals and an unswerving warrior fell into the heavy snow in Minsk.

The blood-soaked land is as red as the red flag flying over Petrograd in 1917.

Schiller Schiller