Blücher and other Trotskyists died in this church. If he loses power in the future, will he end up with the same fate?

It is difficult for Beria to predict the future. In short, as long as he still holds power, the future will be bright.

He stood outside and smoked a cigarette in full view of the guards. Looking at his watch again, it was already very late.

"Strange...I don't feel sleepy at all."

Why aren't you sleepy? It's all because of the execution of the prisoners just now.

The shooting speed of the new gun is comparable to that of a submachine gun, and its power is actually more ferocious than a traditional rifle. The bullets don't look special, and the structure of the gun itself is not complicated, but the weapon they form together can easily beat the enemy into flesh.

Sauce.

Such an excellent weapon was not favored by Ustinov in the end. It must at least be equipped by the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

From now on, this kind of gun will be used as a special firearm for execution.

Beria finally returned to his office and lay on the soft bed in the lounge, his mind still thinking about what happened in the prison.

"Berekov... you are really a strange person. Damn it, I will send this information to you directly after dawn, Stalin..."

Except for a few people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs, no one knew what happened in the prison.

Beria didn't sleep for many hours. He had already ordered someone to wake him up at seven o'clock in the morning.

He woke up and hurried back to his office to wait for an important person to walk in with an important document.

The person who was supposed to come arrived at the right time. Merkulov, the director in charge of leading the Security Bureau, approached Beria with a briefcase and took out a document from the bag.

"The materials have been written. Comrade NKVD, please take a look at them."

"Very good." Beria nodded. He took the document and looked at it and it felt good. "Good job. Now, follow me to the leader's villa."

Beria's decision was really abrupt, Merkulov was very afraid, and his face instantly turned ugly.

"Why, are you afraid of him?"

"No! No... Comrade NKVD."

Merkulov's hesitant attitude immediately made Beria very dissatisfied: "He is not a man-eating monster, he is a human being, not a lofty Tsar. Remember, your boss is me."

Merkulov was indeed very hesitant because he had never been to Stalin's villa in the suburbs. His previous meetings with Stalin were also formal meetings in the Kremlin. Those were purely work-related negotiations, not this time.

He didn't have the courage of Beria, who dared to go straight to Stalin's house without an appointment. Not only because it was impolite behavior, but also because he was afraid that if Stalin was offended, he would get some good results?

Merkulov is an ambitious man. Although Beria is his boss, he has already received a lot of infamy within the alliance. Besides, Beria is not young at all. Who can succeed the position of NKVD in the future?

If there are no accidents, then you are correct.

Now, Merkulov suddenly felt that Beria was trying to kill himself.

But Beria was simply angry, and his subordinates actually backed down.

"Forget it." Beria stood up holding the document, "Instruct the brothers to go back to the city to arrest a few spies. When the pedantic experts finish inspecting the firearms in the afternoon, the spies will be taken to the church to shoot targets one by one. This will be regarded as a practical test.

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"Ah?! How can we..."

"What? Come with me to meet Stalin, and that scares you? Is it harder to catch spies than this?"

Just when Merkulov was about to defend himself, Beria grinned and shook his head fiercely with disdain: "Forget it. I'll go find Stalin myself, and your spies will continue to arrest him. If they can't be caught, they'll start from the ten planned."
Chapter completed!