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    Chapter 220: Spies in the Capital In the golden autumn of October in Beijing, the leaves of the Fragrant Mountains are blown by the autumn wind, burning like fire. The mountains are covered with red, and the forests are dyed, which is particularly attractive.  On Sunday, October 12, Major General Liu Liankun, the usually busy director of the Ordnance Department of the General Armament Department, had a rare day of leisure.  After breakfast, he suddenly wanted to experience the artistic conception of being drunk in the maple forest in autumn, and the autumn leaves all over the mountain are stained with frost.  I put on a casual outfit and drove the "Blue Sky 260" car I just bought two months ago to Xiangshan.  He got out of the car and walked along the mountain path with great interest, slowly climbing to the top of the mountain. As he walked, he experienced the ancient saying "The stone path is slanted in the cold mountains in the distance, and there are people living in the white clouds. Stop and sit in the maple forest at night,  Frost leaves are as red as February flowers."  Unfortunately, what the poet painted was a charming picture of late autumn in which the setting sun and red maples complement each other. Where can I find the feeling of "stopping and sitting in the maple forest at night" in broad daylight?  But you can experience it: "On the first day of October in the cold mountains, the frost leaves are new for a while.  It seems to be burning but not due to fire, like a flower not waiting for spring.  "That's not bad. [] "Comrade Liankun, you are so free." As I was going down the mountain, I met an unknown middle-aged man who greeted him with a smile like an old acquaintance, and then continued:  "I've been waiting for you for a long time, and you seem to be a little fatter than before.  " Liu Liankun looked at this middle-aged man who had no distinctive appearance, and it was difficult to leave an impression after seeing it. He said: "I'm sorry, why can't I remember, you are" "" This middle-aged man,  He smiled very politely and said, "Comrade Liu Liankun, I can't blame you for not remembering, we have never met before this.  Comrade Rodnikova asked me to say hello to you on her behalf.  She cherishes the friendship between you very much and misses you very much.  " Although the polite middle-aged man's words were very kind, Liu Liankun heard them like thunder. He suddenly turned pale, his heart beat faster, his mouth went dry, and he felt dizzy. This middle-aged man looked like an old man.  Like a friend, he came up and took Liu Liankun's hand and said, "Let's find a place to talk. Being here will cause inconvenience to tourists going up and down the mountain.  "Liu Liankun felt that the amiable middle-aged man's hand was very strong. He felt that his arm was clamped by a large iron pliers, and it hurt all the way to the bones. He could not help but frown, and followed the middle-aged man to a  The middle-aged man seemed to know the terrain very well in the dense and secluded mountain valley. He had obviously scouted out everything here. "It's so impolite to bring you here, it affects your enjoyment.  I'm really embarrassed, but when I came here, Rodnikova asked me to bring you 10,000 yuan. She knows that you are not short of money, but it is just a piece of her heart, right?  Please be sure." "No, no, no." Liu Liankun pushed the middle-aged man's right hand that was holding the money in horror and refused: "I really can't ask for this money. I'm not short of money now. Money is of little use to me.  nothing.  Please just spare me, I really can't do anything to help you.  "Major General Liu Liankun, don't be so polite. Why are you doing this?"  It¡¯s not a big deal for me to disturb you today. I mainly want to ask you a few small questions and have no other special purpose. After all, China and the Soviet Union are still brotherly socialist countries.  "After the two people sat down, the middle-aged man still said with a very friendly smile, but his words had a calm and authoritative tone. Liu Liankun's consciousness was a little confused, and he instinctively said: "I, what am I?  I don¡¯t know, but even if I know, I can¡¯t tell you.¡± ¡°It¡¯s very bad for you to do this. You¡¯ve failed Rodnikova¡¯s love for you. If you really break her heart, she may destroy you.¡±  If the photos together were sold to some high-end magazines in the West, then at least she would get a sum of money, which would be some compensation for her.  "The middle-aged man still said calmly. "No, please, you can't do this.  Then everything for me will be over," Liu Liankun begged in despair. The middle-aged man patted Liu Liankun's shoulder affectionately and said, "It will be easier if you know this. Rodnikova will not be so ruthless to you.  righteous.  Okay, now let me ask a few questions that everyone knows.  " "No" Liu Liankun pulled out his pistol fiercely, pointed it at the middle-aged man and said viciously: "I didn't want to kill you, but you forced me.  " "Your gun has not been loaded and the safety has not been turned on.  The middle-aged man looked at Liu Liankun indifferently and said contemptuously: "Don't look so ugly, you are not my opponent yet."  Even if you really kill me, it won't prevent your romance with Rodnikova from being exposed.  " Liu Liankun then pulled the gun with his left hand and loaded the bullet into the chamber. This time he did not aim the muzzle at the middle-aged man, but at his right temple. Before Liu Liankun could react, the bullet was fired.  The young man unloaded Liu Liankun's gun with lightning speed, then deftly unloaded the magazine with his right hand.?At the same time, he pulled the bolt with his left hand to remove the bullet from the chamber.  Then he threw the gun and ammunition to Liu Liankun without any worry, and said seriously: "It's extremely stupid. We all live in a socialist country under the dictatorship of the proletariat. Death is not terrible to us. There are things more terrible than death."  Terrible stuff. Even if you die, think about your children, what it would be like to have a father who is a foreign spy, think about your wife, what it would be like to have a husband who betrays both yourself and the motherland, and even your children's children.  They will never be able to get out of the shadow you left. Liu Liankun was completely broken. His eyes were dull and cloudy, and he felt as if his backbone was broken. He leaned against a tree trunk in dejection. At this time, he felt extremely regretful.  And, that night in a foreign country should never have happened, that night in a foreign country should never have happened. It was that impulse that ruined his life. His mind could not help but think of that night in Leningrad in the summer of 1951.  Can you blame yourself for the scene in Denikova's home? You should also blame the little DD who didn't obey the orders. He felt comfortable and he still had to take responsibility. How can this be justified?  A native of Qiqihar, Heilongjiang Province, he graduated from Shenyang Vocational School of Commerce in Liaoning Province in 1947, the predecessor of Dongbei University of Finance and Economics. After graduation, he joined the Northeast People's Liberation Army's Road Guard Army in Harbin and served as a staff officer at the regiment headquarters in 1948.  In August, the Northeast People's Liberation Army Road Guard Corps was transformed into the Northeast People's Liberation Army Railway Column, also known as the Railway Renovation Engineering Bureau. Since there was a shortage of "senior intellectuals" at that time, especially intellectuals in material management, he soon became a member.  He became the director of the Treasury Management Department of the Northeast People's Liberation Army Railway Column Supply Department. After the founding of the People's Republic of China, in order to strengthen the formalization of the People's Liberation Army, the General Staff sent some intellectuals with cultural foundations and good Russian skills from our army to the Soviet Union for training. Liu Liankun  As these personnel were sent to the Munitions Department of the Logistics and Supply College of the Soviet Army in Leningrad for one year of study. In order to export the "Soviet military model", some universities in the Soviet Union were responsible for providing military services to various socialist countries and countries.  *The organization's task of cultivating talents. Of course, these international students are also a means of controlling these countries and organizations. At the same time, these international students are also one of the targets of the Soviet Ministry of Internal Affairs, the predecessor of the KGB. Among these international students  In order to develop their organizational members so that they can serve the Soviet Union after returning to the country, there are nearly 20 hours of sunshine in Leningrad, and the "white night" is a spectacle in Leningrad during the sunset.  There is only a brief gap between the rising sun and the rising sun. This makes Liu Liankun feel that the summer in Leningrad is covered with green leaves. The sunlight shines through the dense layers of branches and leaves, and the ground is covered with copper-money-sized sparkles.  Sparkling light spots. The wind blows with a slight warmth, and the air is filled with a sweet and intoxicating scent. Like all Chinese international students, Liu Liankun usually walks in the tree shades covered with sparkling light spots the size of copper coins every day.  He took a walk on the campus path, memorized Russian words for a while, and then went to the library to read. As usual, he came to the School of Logistics and Supply wearing an ordinary white shirt and yellow trousers issued by the army.  In the library, I found "Ammunition Storage and Transportation" from the librarian. I sat in front of a long desk, read it carefully, and took notes in my notebook from time to time. "§³§ä§å§Õ§Ö§ß§ä§í, §±§â§Ú§Ó§Ö§ä! §Á§ã§Ú§Ø§å§Ù§Õ§Ö§ã§î?  (Classmate, hello, can I sit here?  ) A sweet and soft voice sounded in Liu Liankun's ears.  Liu Liankun raised his head and was stunned. He saw a very innocent-looking Soviet girl wearing a white bragi with a sapphire blue collar standing opposite him.  He was stunned by the beautiful and charming appearance, graceful figure, pure voice and elegant temperament of this Soviet female classmate.  His heart was pounding, and he swallowed hard, fearing that his heart would jump out of his mouth.  A feeling arose in his heart that he had never felt so strongly before. It was acceptance, acceptance, and appreciation. He couldn't explain it clearly. In short, it was a feeling that made him feel itchy. "Chuck, lick, lick" again.  A string of laughter like silver bells, "Are Chinese classmates allowed?" Looking at the Chinese who was drooling over him and staring blankly at him, the Soviet female classmate asked mischievously.  "Okay, okay," Liu Liankun finally woke up from this intoxicating feeling and said without concealing the joy in his heart: "That's great, that's great." "My name is Rodnikova.  A first-year student in the Department of Finance at the School of Logistics and Supply. You can call me Nina." The Soviet female classmate introduced herself and reached out her hand from across the desk. Liu Liankun was flattered and stood up in panic, and quickly shook it with both hands.  Holding the weak and boneless hands of this Soviet female classmate, I took a greedy look at Rodnikova's plump breasts and deep cleavage from her slightly open neckline.  "Oh, oh" Liu Liankun finally feltLosing his composure, he let go of Rodnikova's hand and introduced himself: "My name is Liu Liankun, classmate Nina, please sit down quickly." Although Liu Liankun was still flipping through the book in an attempt to attract attention from the other side,  Nina noticed that Rodnikova was concentrating on reading a book, but she could not read a single word in her mind all night. She was still feeling Rodnikova's soft and delicate hands in her heart, imagining  He stared at her towering breasts under her collar until the library closing bell rang.  Rodnikova closed the book, looked at Liu Liankun, who kept glancing at her, and said, "Comrade Liu, I like you China very much. Can you tell me a story about China?" "Okay, okay.  Ah." Liu Liankun happily agreed: "I am very willing to do this." He thought in his heart that this Soviet girl is so considerate.  He insisted on sending Rodnikova home.  Rodnikova's "home" is 3,500 meters away from the school. They walked and chatted under the trees on the side of the wide road in Leningrad for more than three hours.  From now on, Liu Liankun will go to the library on time every day.  As long as he sees the goddess in his heart for a while, he will feel overwhelmed.  Only when she appears in front of him will he feel relaxed and happy, completely forgetful and ecstatic.  On the fourth day of their acquaintance, a weekend night, when Liu Liankun sent Rodnikova home again, Rodnikova had sincerely extended an invitation to him: "Please come and sit at home for a while, okay?  ?" Is that bad?  This is the beautiful moment that Liu Liankun has dreamed of and fantasized about countless times in his heart.  When the two people stood in the living room of Rodnikova's house, they seemed to suddenly have no topic to talk about, and both of them stared silently.  Suddenly, Liu Liankun hugged Rodnikova and kissed Rodnikova crazily.  She half-pushed and half-struck a few times.  "I like you. I fell in love with you from the first time I saw you. Although we have known each other for less than a week, I feel like we have known each other for a long time." Rodnikova heard Liu Liankun murmuring vaguely in her ear.  Close.  Rodnikova no longer struggled, but gently snuggled into Liu Liankun's arms, and kissed him back passionately. Liu Liankun only felt waves of heat all over his body, sperm rushing into his brain, and the passionate emotions that had been stored in his heart for a long time finally finally  It burst out, like an unstoppable eruption of a volcano.  They were on the floor, on the sofa, on Rodnikova's bed, in the bathroom, crazy. After spending a good night together, the next day when they were in love, several people wearing the uniforms of the police of the Ministry of Internal Affairs  Soviet men broke into Rodnikova's home.  [Member Dedication]
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