Heroes of the Anti-Japanese War

Chapter 315 Coming from Tegda South
"emission!"

With an order, the long cylindrical tail fins on the I-shaped guide rails on the GIS 6 truck rose into the air and flew westward, dragging long flames.

The sharp whistling sound continued, and the rocket projectiles on the guide rails continued to vacate.Even though a jack was installed to stabilize the body of the GIS 6 truck, the truck was still shaking.

In less than ten seconds, all sixteen rocket launchers were launched from the truck.

This is a secret weapon testing ground of the northern power on the Zeya-Bria Plain.

The weapons of the Soviet army have to conduct reliability tests in various places and in various climates on the vast land.

Conducting experiments here is to test the reliability of this weapon in extremely cold conditions.

Seeing that all sixteen rockets were lifted into the sky, there was warm applause on the test field.

Of course, the specific circumstances of the explosion will not be known until a while later when observers call from the expected rocket explosion site eight kilometers away.

Experts from the Aerodynamic Research Center and engineers from the Voronezh Arsenal were all elated.

The technicians of the Voronezh Armory Factory have already started to pack up all kinds of equipment on the weapon testing ground and prepare to go back to Chagoyan, a small town a few kilometers to the east, to rest.

Engineer Barshinski put away the stabilizing jacks on both sides of the GIS 6 truck to prepare for the evacuation.

Not far away, Serochko, the political commissar of the Voronezh Arsenal, was watching him silently.

Three days earlier he had received a secret telegram asking him to send someone to quietly transport Barshinsky back to Voronezh.

Of course, when Barshinsky got off the train in Voronezh he would be greeted by state security personnel.

There are too many people who have been taken away and disappeared like Barshinski in recent years.

"Unlucky Barshinsky," thought Serochko.

What Serochko didn't know was that he had seriously misjudged Barshinsky.

Barshinsky is a real Japanese spy!
Barshinsky came to Harbin from Russia with his parents in [-].

In [-], Barshinski graduated from Harbin Institute of Technology majoring in electrical engineering and entered the Middle East Railway.

At that time, the Middle East Railway was managed by the red regime of the big northern country.With the help of this more than 1000-kilometer railway in Northeast China, the red regime actively publicized the great progress the motherland has made in economic construction and the happy life of the people to the Russian expats living in Northeast China.

Barshinski, who worked for the Eastern Railway, was quickly attracted and secretly joined the organization.

When the great northern country handed over the Eastern Railway to Manchukuo in [-], a large number of railway workers from the northern power withdrew to the motherland.Barshinsky returned with them.

Over the years, Barshinski has been active in his work, outstanding in politics, and deeply trusted by the organization.

But in fact, Barshinski is an intelligence officer who graduated from the Rilu Association School and was carefully trained by the Japanese.

In the list of Russian graduates of the Sunshine Association School that Qian Xiaobao photographed a few months ago, Barshinsky was impressively listed!
The State Security Administration got the list from Hannah and dealt with it according to the importance.

Japanese intelligence personnel in unimportant departments are only being secretly monitored, while Japanese intelligence personnel in important positions like Barshinski are being gradually arrested.

Barshinski stowed the jack and boarded the truck and sat in the passenger seat.

Serecchiko, Commissar of the Arsenal, went over and handed a letter to Barshinsky through the window of the car.

"Comrade Barshinsky, this is your letter, isn't it from your Nasha?" Seryochko asked with a smile.

It was just waiting for this letter, written by Barshinsky's wife herself, that made Barshinsky stay here for an extra three days.

Barshinski looked at the handwriting on the envelope and nodded with a smile: "It was written by my Nasha!"

He opened the envelope and took out the letter paper to read.

Barshinsky frowned more and more as he watched.

"What's the matter, can't something happen at home?" Seryochko asked with concern.

"Nassa is ill, very ill," answered Barshinsky.

Serozhko pondered for a while and said: "Two comrades are going back to Voronezh tomorrow. You go with them to Shimanovsk, and then take the train back to Voronezh."

"Thank you, Comrade Serochko. Thank you so much!" Barshinsky said gratefully.

Barshinsky's face darkened suddenly when Serozhko turned to drive.

This letter was wrong, not at all the tone in which his wife usually wrote to him.

Moreover, Selyochko's attitude is not right. Giving up personal self-interest for the sake of the country and the organization is what Selyochko always talks about.

Although his wife is sick, Serochko should encourage Barshinsky to work selflessly at this time. How could he take the initiative to let him return to Voronezh?
If Barshinski had no ghosts in his mind, he wouldn't think so much, but would happily go home tomorrow to visit his wife.

But as a Japanese intelligence officer lurking in the Voronezh Arsenal, it is different. Barshinski now doubts whether he has been exposed.

Chagoyan is a small town of only a few thousand people.It is almost cut off from the outside world during the coldest month of January.

This is why it was chosen as a weapon experiment base.Only by going south for tens of kilometers can you reach Shimanovsk, where the railway passes.

And on foot from here, stepping on the one or two feet deep snow over the mountains and ridges, walking tens of kilometers at minus [-] or [-] degrees is almost like courting death.

Hundreds of people returned to Chagoyan, a few kilometers away, by truck.

Filled with doubts, Barshinski started to get off the car and returned to the base dormitory to eat, chat, and hold meetings to discuss the results of weapon experiments. As long as he looked up and looked around, he could always see one or two armed guards from the arsenal not far from him. .

"Is this spying on me, or am I paranoid?"

Barshinsky was restless.

When Barshinski went into the toilet at night and then turned around and walked out suddenly and saw a security guard again, he finally decided in his heart that he should flee.

"I'm really confused all day long, do you have any paper on you, comrade?" Barshinski said to the security guard who couldn't dodge.

At three o'clock in the morning, the political commissar of the Voronezh Arsenal, Serezhko, was awakened from his sleep by the guards.

"Barshinsky is gone!" said the armed man.

Seryochko, who was still in a daze, suddenly became sober.

"Has the gate been opened in the middle of the night?" asked Serochko.

The dormitory with dozens of rooms is a long red brick building.There is also a gate in the middle. The gate is locked at night, but it is guarded by special people.

"I have already asked, and the comrades in charge of guarding the gate said that they have not opened the gate all night." The security guard replied.

"Gather all the people and conduct a general search of the entire dormitory, hurry up!" Seryochko ordered.

(End of this chapter)