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Chapter 1749: The Shattering of Fantasy (Second update, please subscribe)
August is the height of summer.

The sky was cloudless and although the temperature was high, for people in London, they were still there enjoying the sunshine.

In almost every park in London, there are people lying or sitting on the green space. People are sitting or lying there, children are playing on the grass, and people are basking in the sun and enjoying the sunshine.

You never know why these white people love the sun so much.

Or I like sunbathing!
"Sunbathing..."

Lin Dechuan looked at the people enjoying the sunshine on the green grass, and this thought popped into his mind.

Having been in the UK for several years, he knows very well why Europeans like to sunbathe, because their skin is too white, a very pale complexion.

So they need to sunbathe to make their skin color more natural and normal.

In comparison, if my skin is not tanned, it will be the skin color they envy the most.

That healthy complexion.

"Well, maybe, that's the advantage."

Because his wife took the children to France, Lin Dechuan seemed very bored. He just sat quietly on a bench in the park, admiring the surrounding scenery.

Sometimes he would use his professional instinct to speculate on the relationships between people, who is a lover, and who is a mistress.

This is a way to pass the time.

In fact, his work has not been easy in recent days.

In fact, intelligence personnel across Europe are now in a state of high tension.

At the beginning of the year, Czechoslovakia carried out reforms, and their reform measures were actually modeled after Hungary. In the past decade, Hungary has been pushing forward reforms bit by bit. Their reforms have not only developed the country's economy, but also comprehensively improved people's lives.

Czechoslovakia went even further by imitating the Soviet model. They carried out the most comprehensive and thorough reforms. The essence of this was to completely abandon the Soviet model and propose a set of models that were "completely based on Czechoslovak conditions." They not only wanted to get rid of the shackles of the Soviet model, but also wanted to get rid of Soviet control in politics, economy, and even military.

"What a naive bunch! Even Czechoslovakia didn't go that far."

While Lin Dechuan was complaining about the immaturity of the Czechoslovak leaders in his heart, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The board finally fell.

Over the past few months, he, like all other intelligence officers, had been waiting to see how the Soviets would react to Jack's reforms.

This morning, it all came to an end.

Last night, the Soviet Union, Poland, Bulgaria, and East Germany sent troops to Czechoslovakia to suppress the "Prague Spring" reforms. This morning, when they learned the news, it took only 6 hours from the time the troops were sent to the time they controlled the entire territory of Czechoslovakia.

Hundreds of thousands of Czech troops surrendered without firing a shot, and NATO did not have time to respond. Of course, Czechoslovakia leader Dubcek did not organize any resistance.

After reading the information sent from the representative office in Czechoslovakia, Lin Dechuan found himself unable to concentrate, so after briefly reporting the matter to the representative, he walked out of the representative office and wandered around the streets until he came here.

"Perhaps they have learned from the experience of the Hungarian incident."

While thinking this in his mind, Lin Dechuan took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it and started smoking.

Then, he cast his gaze not far away - there was a flagpole on the roof of a classical-style building.

A red flag flutters in the wind.

That was the Soviet Embassy in London. A lot of people gathered outside the embassy, ​​expressing their support for Czechoslovakia and condemning the Soviet invasion of Czechoslovakia.

The bustling scene there formed a sharp contrast with the tranquility in the park.

"What's the point?"

Lin Dechuan took a puff of his cigarette and thought to himself:

"If protests worked, maybe there would be no more wars in this world."

While he was smoking, he saw someone walking towards him.

"It's him!"

The person who came over was Lieutenant Colonel Midrovich, the head of the KGB intelligence station in London. He smiled at Lin Dechuan and said.

"Why are you here? Are you here to bask in the sun?"

Lieutenant Colonel Midrovich, who had been there dealing with the British protests, was shocked when he saw him.

Lin Dechuan is the chief of the SEA Investigation Department's intelligence station in London.

He obviously wouldn't appear here for no reason and sit in the park looking at the Soviet Embassy.

"If I say I walked here accidentally, would you believe me?"

Lin Dechuan said with a smile.

"Would you believe it?"

"In our work, we never believe that there are coincidences in this world, right?"

Lin Dechuan's eyes were still fixed on the Soviet Embassy.

"Because we know that there is no such thing as chance in this world." "To a certain extent, that's true."

Looking at the Soviet Embassy in the distance, Lin Dechuan said.

"Congratulations, you have conducted a very successful military operation in Czechoslovakia."

Faced with such congratulations, Midrovich looked at him seriously and said:

"I think your congratulations are insincere."

"It doesn't really matter, does it?"

Lin Dechuan said with a smile.

"Because you have succeeded, NATO has not even reacted."

That's the benefit of a quick victory. End it all before other countries react.

"Do you still want to support Czechoslovakia as you did Hungary?"

Midrovich apparently did not know that after the Czechoslovakia incident, the two sides had reached a secret consensus.

Moreover, a few months ago, when Li Yian visited Moscow, he reached a consensus with Brezhnev and recognized their sphere of influence in exchange for the Soviet Union's recognition of his sphere of influence.

This kind of secret information is unknown to front-line intelligence officers like Midrovich, so he has such concerns.

"We all know that no one will do something that is thankless."

Lin Dechuan shook his head and said:

"I just wanted to congratulate you."

Looking at his colleagues in front of him, Midrovich thought for a moment and said:
"From a military perspective, it was indeed a successful military operation!"

“What about the political angle?”

Lin Dechuan's question made Midrovich stunned. He did not speak while sitting on the bench, but just smoked silently. Just a few months ago, a left-wing storm broke out in France and lasted for several months. That storm almost led to Charles de Gaulle's resignation.

In the end, de Gaulle overcame the crisis and restored peace to the country through a joint vote.

In sharp contrast, just over two months later, the Soviet Union gathered its Warsaw Pact brothers, sent troops to Prague, and used force to end the country's reforms.

The Prague incident dealt a heavy slap to the left-wing forces in Western countries. You know, just a few months ago, they were still there preaching the "greatness of the Soviet Union", but what about now?
Midrovich took a puff of cigarette silently and did not speak. He just looked quietly into the distance, looking at the embassy and said:
"We do have ideals, and sometimes we have to do things that go against our original intentions."

After saying this, Midrovich just sat there smoking, but Lin Dechuan keenly realized one thing - deep down in his heart, he was also opposed to this military action.

In Russia, there are always many people who have faith, and we are willing to give everything for our faith!
But sometimes, reality always gives people a loud slap in the face.

The information revealed by the KGB officer who defected before may seem unimportant, but in fact, this sentence carries a lot of weight!

When they have no faith, what do they have?
Thinking this in his mind, Lin Dechuan took out a cigarette from the cigarette box and handed it to Midrovich.

After taking the cigarette and lighting it, Midrovich took a puff and said with great enjoyment:
"It's Ethiopian tobacco, right? They have the best tobacco... No, this tobacco is much more delicate..."

After taking another puff, Midrovich smiled and said:
"The taste is very similar. It should be tobacco from East Africa, where there is plenty of sunshine and rainfall, suitable temperature and wind, and an ecosystem suitable for growing tobacco leaves..."

After that, he took a puff of cigarette and said with a smile:
"We also have farms growing tobacco in Ethiopia, but the taste is a little rougher than this one, but it's much better than other tobaccos."

This is the benefit of overseas farms, they can get better products than local ones. Although tobacco is grown in SEA, the best tobacco producing areas are limited. In the past decade or so, they have opened tobacco plantations in East Africa and obtained better tobacco.

"But not everyone can smoke that kind of cigarette. After all, it needs to be exported."

The Soviet Union grows tobacco in Ethiopia and exports it to the West. This is amazing, but also normal. This is the world now, and even the Soviet Union cannot help but join the international division of labor.

"I can give you a few packs if you like."

Lin Dechuan said tentatively.

"It's just a few packets of cigarettes."

"thank you for your kindness!"

Midrovich shook his head and said:
“If I accept it, who knows what I’ll accept in the future?”

After saying that, he took a deep puff of his cigarette, as if he wanted to finish it. Then he stood up, threw the cigarette butt under his feet, stomped it out, and said:

"Well, goodbye, my friend!"

Looking at Midrovich who was leaving, Lin Dechuan said to himself:
“Maybe there will be another chance in the future!”

Having said this, Lin Dechuan stood up and left. When he walked out of the park, he heard people protesting on the street shouting slogans of protest.

After taking a look at the excited people, Lin Dechuan muttered to himself:

"What a bunch of naive guys! They think that just by yelling a few times like this, the Germans will withdraw their troops from Czechoslovakia. What a bunch of naive guys..."

They said that their last two shouts could not do this. Even if it was the UK, even if the UK shouted twice, it would not be possible to get the other side to withdraw its troops, and it might even lead to a strong backlash from the Russians...

(End of this chapter)