Movie Variety Show: Starting from a New World

Chapter 465 Moscow's Decision

At 10 o'clock in the evening of the Great Western Time in Moscow, the Ministry of National Defense received the news that Vladivostok was under shelling, but because the Far Eastern Military District did not know the specific situation, it could only wait for a detailed report from the Pacific Fleet.

The Ministry of Defense could only wait anxiously, which made them extremely tormented. They were worried about the situation over there, and were anxious to report the situation to old Brezhnev. If they reported now, they would not be able to answer old Brezhnev's questions about the specific situation, and they might be directly sent to the KGB for interrogation by the furious old Brezhnev.

Finally, at 12:40 a.m. Moscow time, the Ministry of Defense received a situation report from the commander of the Pacific Fleet.

Looking at the content above, the Defense Department official wanted to crawl over to the radio and strangle the damn commander! We've been suffering here for half the night, and this is all you report to me? What do you think of us? Your scapegoats?

But no matter what, having a detailed explanation is better than reporting directly in the dark, right? So the official had no choice but to get in his Volga sedan and head directly to the Kremlin.

The office staff who had also received the notice woke up the sleeping old Bolley and explained the situation directly.

"The news from the Pacific Fleet has been reported back, right?" Old Bolton's face was calm, but his clenched hands betrayed his mood, proving that he was very angry!

"Yes, Comrade General Secretary,

"A Defense Department official is on his way to the Kremlin and has more detailed information," the secretary said to Old Bolton with a stiff upper lip.

"Then go and notify all the standing committee members to hold a meeting! Ask them to come here for the meeting within half an hour! I don't want anyone to be late!" Old Bolley's eyes were sinister, and he looked at his secretary as if he were a dead person.

"Okay, Comrade General Secretary! I will go and notify them now!" The secretary quickly nodded in response, then backed out of old Bolley's house.

After his secretary left, Old Bolley pounded his bed hard, and a woman crawled out from under the bed. She didn't look up, and her appearance couldn't be seen clearly. All he knew was that she had blonde hair, a tall figure, and a charming back. She had a typical pear-shaped figure. Even if it was just her back, if others saw it, they would definitely bleed from the nose.

The woman did not say anything, but respectfully helped Old Bolle clean up and put on his clothes. Then she automatically walked to a wardrobe, opened the door, took out a silk pajamas from it and put them on, then walked into the wardrobe and closed the door.

Old Bolley stood up, walked to the mirror to see if his clothes were neatly dressed, loosened his tie, then walked out of the crowded bedroom and headed towards the small conference room!

Arriving at the conference room, Old Bolley sat down in the main seat. Naturally, a waiter brought him coffee and some desserts, then he retreated and waited.

Ten minutes later, footsteps were heard and some committee members arrived, the first one, the second one, the third one, one after another. The last one to arrive was an official from the Ministry of National Defense who had come here a long time ago. After handing the documents in his hand to his immediate superior, the official turned around and left the meeting room, going out to continue his duty.

The National Defense Commissioner opened the document in his hand and started reading it. The more he read, the wider his eyes became, and the more surprised he became!

"Hadlov, tell me! The outcome of the matter!" Old Brett looked at the Defense Committee member and said in a serious tone.

"Comrade General Secretary, Vladivostok in our Far East was bombarded eight hours ago. Forty-five high-explosive grenades from the M46 130mm howitzer were fired at the dock there, damaging a Pacific Fleet cruiser and two destroyers docked at the berth. All three warships were seriously damaged. Some shells also fell into the city of Vladivostok, destroying fifty houses and igniting the oil depot. After the full rescue efforts of all personnel, the fire in the oil depot was put out after seven hours. The shelling killed eight naval soldiers and injured twenty. There were 1,200 civilian casualties, of which more than 800 died in the oil depot fire. The property loss was approximately 120 million rubles. Eighty percent of the oil stored in the oil depot was lost, which means that in the next two months, the Pacific Fleet will face a situation where there is no oil available and can only dock at the berth!" The Defense Commissioner stood up, read the report aloud, then lowered his head and sat back in his chair with lifeless eyes.

"Everyone, tell me, what should we do about this matter? How can we give the people a satisfactory explanation?" Old Bolley asked the committee members around the table while slamming his hand on the table.

"Comrade General Secretary, we must fight back. I think no matter who did this, it must be the big Eastern country across the way! Only in this way can we have an excuse to launch a direct attack on them!" A committee member stood up and loudly advocated his ideas.

"The current Far East armies all have their own tasks. The reinforcements transferred from Central Asia have not even traveled half the distance. It is impossible to launch an attack on that big country relying solely on local troops! Moreover, the Usu River is now in its flood season, and the river is turbulent. We can only rely on landing craft to transport troops to the island bit by bit, and heavy equipment has no way to land for combat. Do you want our great soldiers to swim directly to the island in the hail of bullets?" When the National Defense Committee heard what the committee member said, he immediately stood up and refuted his remarks.

Because that statement was too dangerous. If they really attacked the rabbit right now, their side would be completely at a disadvantage, using their weaknesses to fight the enemy's strengths. What was the point of such a fight? Was this to teach the rabbit a lesson? Was it to add to the rabbit's already impressive record, or was it to teach the disobedient rabbit a lesson? It was hard to say!

"What if a war breaks out directly because of this incident? Is this the Lost Land Return Bureau? Is this committee member a traitor? A spy?" The National Defense Committee member looked at the first committee member who spoke with a bad look.

"Hadlov, tell me what your military thinks about this matter? Should we fight or wait until the Usu River freezes before launching a full-scale attack?" Old Bolley was actually very angry when he first received the news, but after sitting in the conference room for a while, his mood calmed down.

He knew that the army had lost a heavy artillery piece before, so this heavy artillery piece was most likely the lost equipment!