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Chapter 147 mess

The guerrilla headquarters quickly entered the deactivation process, and even General Kilponos had nothing to do about it, because no one could stop him as long as he said "Violation of Order No. 270".

Therefore, Admiral Kilponos just patted Shulka on the shoulder and left.

"Withdraw!" Major Gavrilov said: "We have tried our best. This is not your fault!"

Shulka nodded silently, and then the assistant, under the command of Major Varenka, began to organize the documents and seal them.

Shurka seemed to have lost all sense of the people coming and going in front of him. He couldn't understand why it was so difficult to do things in the Soviet system. Even some things were obviously correct and others knew they were correct.

Even those in the Ministry of Internal Affairs knew in their hearts that this was right... but they wanted to nip it in the bud.

"What to do with the guerrillas sent out?" Major Varenka asked.

"Abort the operation and let them prepare to retreat!" Major Gavrilov said: "We will arrange manpower to withdraw them!"

Major Varenka nodded, and then conveyed the order through the radio.

Shulka couldn't watch or listen anymore. He stood up and walked out of the office, and then walked into the lounge next door as a habit... There were no good memories here, nor was it a good place to hide.

Sulka was just about to leave when he found the deputy instructor lying on the bed in the corner to rest.

"We can finally rest for a while, can't we?" the assistant instructor said.

The deputy instructor is indeed not idle during this period. On the one hand, he needs to do ideological work for the teaching team, and on the other hand, he is also responsible for the propaganda of the guerrilla team and the allocation of mobilization tasks.

"Yes!" Shulka said, then walked to the window and looked at the patter of rain outside the window.

"So this is not a bad thing!" The deputy instructor stood up and walked up to hand Shurka a cigarette... German cigarettes, which the front army headquarters has no shortage of.

The two lit cigarettes for each other, and Shulka took a long breath of smoke and said: "Thank you, Comrade Deputy Instructor, if it weren't for what you said... I don't think this matter would have turned out this way!

"

Shulka knew this very well. The main reason why the people from the Ministry of Internal Affairs changed their attitude towards him so quickly was because of the deputy instructor... The deputy instructor was sent by them to monitor Shulka, so his words were the most important.

It has guiding significance.

"You don't need to thank me, Comrade Shulka!" the deputy instructor replied coldly: "I'm just telling the truth!"

"But..." Shulka said: "Not many people dare to tell the truth, right?"

The deputy instructor was stunned for a moment, then showed a stiff smile and replied: "Yes!"

This answer surprised Shulka, because as the deputy instructor, he should not have answered like this. He should have scolded Shulka with a straight face, or pretended not to hear.

His "yes" means that the deputy instructor himself is making mistakes and giving others a lesson. If Shulka makes a report...the deputy instructor will have to pay the price for this mistake.

"Why?" Shulka asked: "You shouldn't answer like this!"

"Then how should we answer?" the deputy instructor asked, "Are we indifferent if we continue like this? No, Comrade Shulka, we should change. If this continues, Kiev will be finished, Moscow will be finished, and so will we...

Ruined!"

As he spoke, the deputy instructor took a drag on his cigarette and looked out the window, seemingly lost in thought.

Shulka seemed to understand what the deputy instructor meant.

If this system were in peacetime, there wouldn't be any big problems, and you could tinker with it as much as you like behind closed doors.

But now is a war period, and it is a critical moment... There will be problems if we continue like this.

Not only is there a problem, but the problem is even bigger. It can almost be said that it is fighting the enemy with its own people's hands and feet tied.

War should be about fighting by any means necessary, rather than being limited to violent attacks and not guerrilla warfare.

From this aspect, it seems that Shulka does not need to thank the deputy instructor, because when he helps Shulka, he is also helping himself.

"You know?" the deputy instructor said: "I am an Estonian. I was not even allowed to go to the front line for a long time. Now I finally got the position I dreamed of, but I found out that it might be wrong..."

Although the deputy instructor did not go into details, Shulka understood what he meant.

Historically, Estonia was ruled by Tsarist Russia. It declared independence after World War I, but only 21 years later, in 1939, the Soviet Union once again placed Estonia within its sphere of influence.

This is easy to say, but in reality there must be a cruel struggle... Almost all officers of the Estonian Army were forced to retire, and some of them were even executed and sent to Siberia.

The deputy instructor was an Estonian, but he was able to gain the trust of the Soviet army and become a deputy instructor... The setbacks involved were unimaginable to outsiders.

But what's even more painful is, as he said, after going through all kinds of hardships to get to this position, his faith is shaken, that is, he discovers that he was wrong.

"So, you should be responsible for this, understand?" the deputy instructor said.

"What?" Shulka didn't understand what the deputy instructor meant.

"I believe you are right!" said the deputy instructor: "Don't let me down, otherwise I will personally send you to prison!"

Shulka laughed: "But what can I do now? They have dismantled the guerrilla headquarters!"

"I believe you are more than just the guerrilla headquarters!" the deputy instructor said: "If that's the case, then you are not worthy of me using my life's work or even my life to speak for you!"

The deputy instructor's words were not exaggerated at all. He had said good things for Shulka before, and he was actually using himself to vouch for Shulka.

If the Ministry of Internal Affairs insists that Shulka is a traitor who violated Order No. 270, then the deputy instructor will be finished.

As an assistant instructor, he shouldn't be so stupid.

But he was so stupid that he chose to side with Shulka.

It was somewhat ironic that a man sent to monitor Shulka became his accomplice.

"Now!" The deputy instructor threw the remaining cigarette butt on the ground and stamped it out with his foot: "I have done what I should do, and the rest is up to you! Comrade Shulka!"

As he spoke, the deputy instructor walked back to the bed, lay down and covered himself with the quilt very gracefully, and then really fell asleep... because Shulka heard snoring.

Shulka could only smile bitterly at the window alone. He was not a god, so what could he do about such a mess?

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