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Chapter 131 Shouting Stalin's name to death (130 can be read as a new chapter)

In the dark cell, the 44-year-old Tukhachevsky was roughly pulled in by two young guards.

"Guards! Do you know what you are doing? I am a dignified Marshal of the Soviet Union. You cannot arrest me without trial!" Tukhachevsky, who was still unaware of his charges, shouted angrily: "

For what reason do you dare to arrest a marshal with all his glory like this?"

"The reason?" A guard driving Tukhachevsky said disdainfully: "You, a lackey of the Germans, have the nerve to ask why. Your treasonous deeds have long been published in newspapers. The evidence is conclusive, but you still dare to

....."

"Shut up! Todstad." The captain of the guard yelled loudly. He didn't want his men to end up in the cell the next day because of talking too much. In order to prevent the leakage of intelligence, the Security Bureau specially emphasized that the guards

No communication is allowed with spies.

"Treason? Lackey..." repeatedly chewed on the few words that the guard slipped out of his mouth. Tukhachevsky suddenly realized that he might have entered a dead end. Anyone who wants to talk to him can

Treason was a capital crime in the Soviet Union. There was never an exception on this point!

Instead of yelling at the guards about his grievances, Tukhachevsky chose to remain silent. He knew that even if he convinced the guards, there would be no chance of any change. The person who could really decide his life or death would not be able to hear his words.

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Until the guards left, Tukhachevsky had not figured out what his crime was. But what is certain is that his crime was mostly classified as a major crime such as espionage.

Espionage? Ridiculous! How many rebellions he has put down for this country, how many foreign enemies he has defeated, and how many new regulations and new teachings he has formulated for the army. Just when he thought he was about to lead the country's new army and open up new territories.

When he was showing off his talents, he was inexplicably thrown into prison and sentenced to death.

There was no trial and no discrimination. A marshal with great military exploits was arrested by Couman overnight and disappeared from the world!

Just two days later, the impatient court convicted Tukhachevsky of "crime endangering national stability", "crime of treason", "crime of organizing an anti-Soviet military center", "crime of espionage", "crime of engaging in

"Military Construction Sabotage Crime"... and dozens of other charges, and he was pronounced guilty immediately and executed by firing squad the next day.

Throughout the sentencing process, Tukhachevsky said nothing and stood quietly in the dock waiting for the result.

It wasn't until the judge finished pronouncing the verdict that the distinguished old marshal finally spoke slowly:

"The price I pay for the mistakes I have made in my life, for my firm belief in the Soviet power and the Party and for my loyal service to them, is my head. I will not ask for forgiveness, because this court can only be judged by a third-rate judge.

No sane person would respect this kind of courtroom, with false documents fabricated by detectives as evidence.

You think you are the judge, but I want to tell you, it is you who committed the crime, not me!

Sooner or later, you will be punished by fate for your despicable actions. One day, when you sit in the defendant's position, or when you stand next to the wall where I will stand tomorrow, you...

People will remember me..."

"Take him away, take him away quickly!" the judge shouted at the top of his lungs.

In an extremely embarrassing atmosphere, Tukhachevsky was escorted out of the court by two guards. Even though everyone, including the judge, felt guilty about the trial, no one among them made the slightest discordant sound.

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The reason is simple. No one, including the judge, has the right to decide the conclusion of this trial. Everything has been determined. Everyone here today is just a humble executor and a chess piece.

The chess player was sitting far away in the Krem Palace.

On the other hand, since it is a game of chess, there is more than one chess player. In the Führer's Residence in Berlin, a chess player hiding in the dark also placed a chess piece.

In the same dark cell, a low-level official who entered in the name of a visit said to the old marshal alone: ​​"Marshal Tukhachevsky, please understand the painstaking efforts of the head of state. If you can agree to replace the emperor in the future,

The Three Reichs lead an insurrectionary army against Stalin, and we will do our best to rescue you tonight."

"No need!" Tukhachevsky, who was sitting in the corner of the cell, raised his head, looked at the low-level official, and said with a wry smile: "I have served this country all my life, and I don't want to end up on the wrong path at the end.

It’s a crooked way. I understand the kindness of your head of state, so I can’t help but obey it!”

"Marshal, you still have a long life ahead of you," said the Gestapo man who was sent by Reinhardt to contact Tukhachevsky.

Turning his head, Tukhachevsky did not look at the real spy again. He turned his back to him and said coldly: "From the day I was tried, my life is over. Although I am no longer alive,

History will eventually give me my innocence. If I leave with you, even if I can escape to Germany alive, I will only remain on the pillar of shame in history!"

Tukhachevsky saw clearly that even if he left with the Gestapo, he might not be able to escape to Germany alive. And he cared more about reputation and innocence than life!

"Marshal, since I came to see you today, I will be investigated soon. Therefore, I must leave tonight. In other words, this is your only chance." The Gestapo told Tukhachevsky

Offered the last olive branch.

Unfortunately, the other party stopped replying. He just sat quietly in the corner, facing the wall in silence.

Sighing, the Gestapo who took the risk to take away Tukhachevsky was finally moved by his persistence and gave up his futile attempt to win over him.

"Bang!" The sound of the iron door closing came from the distance. Listening to the footsteps that were getting further away, Tukhachevsky, who stayed in the cell, sighed alone. The German head of state had done a good job from the beginning.

He could not take away his plan, so he only sent a low-level official to test it out.

The opponent sacrificed only an insignificant chess piece, but the reward is a great possibility. Once successful, with his own reputation, he can definitely raise a massive anti-Stalin uprising army. To say that such a leader has no

If you have some ability, that would be a huge joke.

Looking alone at the narrow window above the cell, Tukhachevsky sighed helplessly again. If Stalin still used an immature politician to define the German head of state, the Soviet Union would definitely suffer a big loss in the future.

It's definitely not as harmless as it seems. Unfortunately, I can no longer remind this old partner...

...........

"Did he really say that!?" After receiving the Gestapo's reply, Reinhard immediately jumped up from his chair in excitement.

"That's right, I promise it will be true to every word." The Gestapo, who had just escaped from the Soviet Union and returned to Germany, reported to Reinhard the exact conversation he had with Tukhachevsky last night.

"He said that he would rather die shouting Stalin's name than live by shouting Long Live the Führer." The Gestapo hesitated to say Tukhachevsky's disrespectful words about Reinhardt.

Unexpectedly, after hearing these words, Reinhardt, who was always talkative, did not say a single word for a long time.

At this moment, Reinhard was in awe of every word Tukhachevsky said.

This kind of people are proud to the core. They may be unsociable and reticent, or they may not be flexible and unforgiving. But they follow the law, morality and inner guidance and do what they believe in.

It is such a person who has accomplished many immortal achievements. This is the case with Sickert who established the 100,000-strong German Wehrmacht, and the same is true with Tukhachevsky who adapted the new Soviet army!

In the eyes of many people, this kind of person is a fool.

But Reinhard admires such "idiots". A country with many "idiots" will be far greater than a country with many "smart people"!

These fools are the backbone of a nation!

What a pity, he is not from our side...


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