The Cold War: Jumping back and forth between the two camps

In a prison outside Moscow, the weather was gloomy and the soldiers guarding the gate were a little bored.

Gloomy weather makes people's mood gloomy.

At this moment, an old man with white hair and beard was getting closer and closer, which made the soldiers guarding the gate immediately alert.

Although the old man came on foot and looked of humble origin, in this era when the war had just ended, prison was not necessarily a safe place.

"who?"

When the old man came closer, the soldier asked, but he unconsciously tightened the gun in his hand.

Because the old man in front of him looked very majestic, even though the guarding soldier was standing on a high place, he was two heads taller than the old man in front of him.

But even so, the soldier still felt like a tiny ant in front of the old man.

This old man is no ordinary man; this is the first impression in the soldiers’ minds.

The old man said nothing, put his hand on his chest, took out a certificate and handed it to the soldier.

The soldier took the certificate and flipped through it, his face immediately changed. He handed the certificate back to the old man. After the old man took the certificate, he immediately stood up and saluted the old man.

"Hello, sir!"

The old man nodded gently and spoke.

"Open the door, I want to go in and see someone!"

The soldier immediately did as he was told and pushed open the prison gate. The old man walked in, and the soldier made a phone call to the prison from the guard post inside the prison gate. A moment later, the warden came out of the office building with a group of people.

"Comrade Sarovitch! Why did you come without saying hello?"

When the warden heard the soldiers report that a Harwich had come to the prison on foot, he didn't quite believe it, but after seeing him in person, he was also a little puzzled.

"Haha! Comrade Miloik, I am here only in a private capacity this time. Let me meet him!"

The white-haired old man, Sarovich, spoke calmly, and stretched out his hand to shake hands with the prison warden Miloik in front of him.

Miloik certainly knew who Sarovich wanted to see, and immediately nodded in agreement.

"No problem, I'll arrange it right away!"

After saying this, he gave some instructions to the soldiers behind him and personally took Savovich to the prison, to a private room specially used to entertain distinguished guests.

Soon Valenko was brought in with handcuffs on his hands.

Miloik took out the key from his pocket, unlocked the shackles on Valenko's hands, patted Valenko on the shoulder, said nothing, took the shackles and walked out of the VIP room, giving the two some space to be alone.

"Chief! Why are you here?"

Valenko really didn't want to see the old man in front of him now. He felt that he had betrayed the old man's trust and messed up two things in a row.

Savovich didn't say anything, but stared at Valenko, which made Valenko lower his head in shame, not daring to raise his head to look directly into Savovich's eyes.

"The higher-ups have decided to exchange hostages with Amei. Those beautiful Chinese people you captured will be repatriated soon!"

Savovich's tone was very calm, and after he finished speaking, Valenko raised his head slightly and spoke.

"Those people are of little value. If they can be exchanged for our comrades, it will be considered that they have done their best!"

Looking at Valenko's dejected expression, Savovich couldn't help but shook his head.

"Kuznev, lift your head up. Who are you showing this dejected look to?"

From the time he entered the prison to the time he met Valenko, Savovich had been relatively calm, but when he saw Valenko's dejected expression, he couldn't help but get angry.

Valenko instinctively straightened up and raised his head. After seeing the old man's angry gaze, his eyes were still a little evasive, but only for a moment, and then he immediately became firm.

"Not only will those American citizens be sent back, but you will also have to sneak into America!"

Savovich's next words were somewhat unexpected to Valenko.

But he soon reacted and immediately replied in a firm tone.

"Commander, as long as the motherland needs me, no matter where I am sent, I will work hard..."

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by Sarovich.

"Okay, don't talk about these high-sounding things in front of me!"

Valenko could only stop talking in embarrassment.

"You have no choice this time. You can only accept the punishment if you stay in the country. After all, you messed up two things in a row. Even if I want to excuse you, I really can't find a suitable reason. I can only send you to America!"

Savovich sighed and looked at Valenko with a bit more reluctance.

"Commander, don't worry. I will never give up. This opportunity is a godsend for me. I really want to have a good fight with those Americans. I must make them pay for my shame!"

By the end, Valenko was gritting his teeth.

Sarovich nodded with satisfaction.

"It's good that you haven't lost your fighting spirit! But you must be careful when you go to the United States. The CIA has indeed arrested many of our people recently. Now it's unknown to us who is reliable and who is not. Your main task when you go there is to identify all the people working for us and see who is the traitor!"

Seeing how serious Sarovich was, Valenko nodded seriously.

"Don't worry, Commander! I will pay attention!"

Sarovich nodded and patted Valenko on the shoulder.

"The order will come in two days, and you should be leaving soon. I am here just to remind you so that you can be mentally prepared. Don't put too much pressure on yourself in the next two days. Although this is a prison, it is also a good place to calm down. You should calm down and think about what to do after you go to the United States! I will leave first!"

After saying that, Sarovich walked towards the door of the VIP room. Valenko also stood up and looked at Sarovich's back, his eyes couldn't help but become moist.

"Teacher, thank you so much!"

After saying this, he bowed deeply towards Sarovich's back.

Sarovich paused for a moment, but did not look back. He just nodded slightly and walked out of the VIP room again.

Two or three minutes later, the warden Miloik walked in with handcuffs in his hands. Seeing this, Wang Lianke consciously stretched out his hands.

Miloik smiled and shook his head, raised the shackles in his hands and said to Valenko.

"I've always felt that this thing doesn't suit you. Now I think you don't need it at all. Go back by yourself!"

After saying that, he threw the handcuffs in his hand to the ground and took Valenko back to his cell. Valenko had been living in a single cell all along and had no contact with anyone.

After entering his cell, Valenko sat on the only small bed in the room, his eyes becoming more and more determined.