Chapter 1043: 1043
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"Head of state Chirac, we intercepted a telegram from the Soviets." In the wolf's lair, Shrek sat in a recliner, blowing the mountains and basking in the sun, listening to the report of the intelligence officer.
The Soviets still don't know. Their passwords have long been deciphered by their own side. The Soviets' military operations in Iran are well known by their own side. Otherwise, how could the Iranian army happen to know the actions of the other party's tank division and intercept the artillery regiment behind them?
In this era, it is not difficult to decipher the password, especially for experts like Turing in Germany. German radio stations do not have to worry about the risk of being deciphered, because they use frequency hopping radio stations, which are difficult to decipher.
Now, Shrek opened the telegram and looked at the words inside. It was a flash of light.
Yakov, locked up in the palace prison, hurry to rescue!
How many yakovs can there be in the Soviet Union? Can they mobilize a lot of strength to rescue? What's the point?
Shirekton became interested when he was young: "Reinhart, how do you do it? Don't I have to teach you?"
Looking at Shrek's eyes, Reinhart knew what Shrek meant: "yes, we set up a trap there and captured all the people they came to rescue!"
"Goebbels, you have a mission, too." Sirik said to the publicity minister.
Goebbels had a spark in front of him for a long time. Yakov, Stalin's son, actually came out to invade others and was captured. This is really good news!
Publicize it so that people all over the world can see it! Yakov deeply realized his mistakes, resolutely broke with the motherland and threw himself into the revolution against the tyranny of the Soviet Union!
Well, this scene will be very beautiful.
They immediately decided to set off in person and rush to Tehran. At this time, Yakov also experienced a test of life in Tehran.
His head was covered with blood and his body was bruised. Because of his youth and anger, Yakov was hit by countless stones, especially a few feet long cut in the back of his head.
Moreover, he was not detained with other prisoners. Just after he came back, he was dragged out by several big and rough Iranian men and thrown here.
He felt warm and soft under his body, like a Persian carpet? His blood flowed onto the carpet and soiled the whole carpet. He struggled to open his eyes, looked at a girl and walked slowly towards him.
"Does it hurt?" Asked the girl.
"Go away, if you have seed, you will kill me. Don't let us be insulted!" Yakov wanted to make this cry, but he couldn't. his voice was hoarse and speechless. His throat just wriggled twice, and then there was nothing.
He felt a cool tingling sensation on his forehead. The girl actually picked up tweezers and alcohol cotton and began to disinfect him. Alcohol entered the wound and stimulated his nerves. His hand suddenly clenched, trying not to show pain.
The congestion on the wound was cleaned and then wrapped in clean gauze. Yakov's taste nerve was slowly recovering. He smelled a special smell on the girl.
"Water, water." He made such a sound in his throat. Then he felt a burst of moisture around his mouth. The girl had slowly poured water into his mouth with a silver spoon. His throat was finally comfortable.
His vision is also slowly recovering. The girl in front of him clearly meets his eyes. A big cake face looks so beautiful. She wears a simple bun on her head, which looks so elegant and noble.
Iranian girl?
"Where am I?" Asked Yakov. He looked around. It looked like a hall, but the curtains outside were pink and looked nondescript.
"Don't worry, it's safe here." The girl said, "it's dangerous for you to do that outside today!"
Thinking of the day, yakovton felt a burst of anger. In front of him was an Iranian. It seemed that he should vent his anger on each other? But he couldn't send it out. The other party had a noble temperament, and at this time, the other party didn't have any malice.
"My name is Ashraf. What's your name?" The girl asked.
"Yakov." Yakov said.
"Brother Yakov, who else in your family?" The girl asked, "maybe I can help you contact and let them save you. I'm familiar with the environment here and can take you away quietly."
Who else in the family? Yakov was speechless when he thought of his mother he had never seen, his father, his stepmother and his half brother.
"No, I'm a prisoner. They won't let me go. If you let me go back, it will bring you danger." Yakov suddenly thought of something.
In front of the girl, I don't know her identity, but it looks like an angel. The big cake face has become so cute in Yakov's eyes.
He is concerned about the girl's safety.
When the girl heard Yakov's words, she shook her head firmly, and then suddenly her eyes were full of tenderness: "brother Yakov, in fact, you don't know. When I saw you in the crowd, I deeply liked you. In fact, I can take you away, or you can take me away. We Persian girls like a man, Will be desperate to be with him. "
Like yourself? Yakovton thought of his wife and children in the Soviet Union, and instinctively wanted to refuse, but he suddenly thought, maybe this is his only chance?
Just then, suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps came from outside, as if with an angry voice, and floated over: "Ashraf, what are you doing? Do you know the Soviets are invading us? Have the idea to be here with a prisoner? I will tell my father about you! "
The man outside spoke Persian and Yakov couldn't understand it. However, he recognized this man, the man who escorted them around the street during the day. This man has a high status among Iranians!
It was Prince Pahlavi who came. When he heard that his sister wanted one of the prisoners, he felt there was a problem. He ran over and saw that his sister actually fell in love with a prisoner. That's good!
Even if it is because the father said he would marry his sister to the son of the head of state of Chirac, which makes the sister unwilling, she will not abandon herself like this! Pahlavi was very angry. After all, he came out a minute earlier than his sister. He was his brother!
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"Head of state Chirac, we intercepted a telegram from the Soviets." In the wolf's lair, Shrek sat in a recliner, blowing the mountains and basking in the sun, listening to the report of the intelligence officer.
The Soviets still don't know. Their passwords have long been deciphered by their own side. The Soviets' military operations in Iran are well known by their own side. Otherwise, how could the Iranian army happen to know the actions of the other party's tank division and intercept the artillery regiment behind them?
In this era, it is not difficult to decipher the password, especially for experts like Turing in Germany. German radio stations do not have to worry about the risk of being deciphered, because they use frequency hopping radio stations, which are difficult to decipher.
Now, Shrek opened the telegram and looked at the words inside. It was a flash of light.
Yakov, locked up in the palace prison, hurry to rescue!
How many yakovs can there be in the Soviet Union? Can they mobilize a lot of strength to rescue? What's the point?
Shirekton became interested when he was young: "Reinhart, how do you do it? Don't I have to teach you?"
Looking at Shrek's eyes, Reinhart knew what Shrek meant: "yes, we set up a trap there and captured all the people they came to rescue!"
"Goebbels, you have a mission, too." Sirik said to the publicity minister.
Goebbels had a spark in front of him for a long time. Yakov, Stalin's son, actually came out to invade others and was captured. This is really good news!
Publicize it so that people all over the world can see it! Yakov deeply realized his mistakes, resolutely broke with the motherland and threw himself into the revolution against the tyranny of the Soviet Union!
Well, this scene will be very beautiful.
They immediately decided to set off in person and rush to Tehran. At this time, Yakov also experienced a test of life in Tehran.
His head was covered with blood and his body was bruised. Because of his youth and anger, Yakov was hit by countless stones, especially a few feet long cut in the back of his head.
Moreover, he was not detained with other prisoners. Just after he came back, he was dragged out by several big and rough Iranian men and thrown here.
He felt warm and soft under his body, like a Persian carpet? His blood flowed onto the carpet and soiled the whole carpet. He struggled to open his eyes, looked at a girl and walked slowly towards him.
"Does it hurt?" Asked the girl.
"Go away, if you have seed, you will kill me. Don't let us be insulted!" Yakov wanted to make this cry, but he couldn't. his voice was hoarse and speechless. His throat just wriggled twice, and then there was nothing.
He felt a cool tingling sensation on his forehead. The girl actually picked up tweezers and alcohol cotton and began to disinfect him. Alcohol entered the wound and stimulated his nerves. His hand suddenly clenched, trying not to show pain.
The congestion on the wound was cleaned and then wrapped in clean gauze. Yakov's taste nerve was slowly recovering. He smelled a special smell on the girl.
"Water, water." He made such a sound in his throat. Then he felt a burst of moisture around his mouth. The girl had slowly poured water into his mouth with a silver spoon. His throat was finally comfortable.
His vision is also slowly recovering. The girl in front of him clearly meets his eyes. A big cake face looks so beautiful. She wears a simple bun on her head, which looks so elegant and noble.
Iranian girl?
"Where am I?" Asked Yakov. He looked around. It looked like a hall, but the curtains outside were pink and looked nondescript.
"Don't worry, it's safe here." The girl said, "it's dangerous for you to do that outside today!"
Thinking of the day, yakovton felt a burst of anger. In front of him was an Iranian. It seemed that he should vent his anger on each other? But he couldn't send it out. The other party had a noble temperament, and at this time, the other party didn't have any malice.
"My name is Ashraf. What's your name?" The girl asked.
"Yakov." Yakov said.
"Brother Yakov, who else in your family?" The girl asked, "maybe I can help you contact and let them save you. I'm familiar with the environment here and can take you away quietly."
Who else in the family? Yakov was speechless when he thought of his mother he had never seen, his father, his stepmother and his half brother.
"No, I'm a prisoner. They won't let me go. If you let me go back, it will bring you danger." Yakov suddenly thought of something.
In front of the girl, I don't know her identity, but it looks like an angel. The big cake face has become so cute in Yakov's eyes.
He is concerned about the girl's safety.
When the girl heard Yakov's words, she shook her head firmly, and then suddenly her eyes were full of tenderness: "brother Yakov, in fact, you don't know. When I saw you in the crowd, I deeply liked you. In fact, I can take you away, or you can take me away. We Persian girls like a man, Will be desperate to be with him. "
Like yourself? Yakovton thought of his wife and children in the Soviet Union, and instinctively wanted to refuse, but he suddenly thought, maybe this is his only chance?
Just then, suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps came from outside, as if with an angry voice, and floated over: "Ashraf, what are you doing? Do you know the Soviets are invading us? Have the idea to be here with a prisoner? I will tell my father about you! "
The man outside spoke Persian and Yakov couldn't understand it. However, he recognized this man, the man who escorted them around the street during the day. This man has a high status among Iranians!
It was Prince Pahlavi who came. When he heard that his sister wanted one of the prisoners, he felt there was a problem. He ran over and saw that his sister actually fell in love with a prisoner. That's good!
Even if it is because the father said he would marry his sister to the son of the head of state of Chirac, which makes the sister unwilling, she will not abandon herself like this! Pahlavi was very angry. After all, he came out a minute earlier than his sister. He was his brother!
"Head of state Chirac, we intercepted a telegram from the Soviets." In the wolf's lair, Shrek sat in a recliner, blowing the mountains and basking in the sun, listening to the report of the intelligence officer.The Soviets still don't know. Their passwords have long been deciphered by their own side. The Soviets' military operations in Iran are well known by their own side. Otherwise, how could the Iranian army happen to know the actions of the other party's tank division and intercept the artillery regiment behind them?In this era, it is not difficult to decipher the password, especially for experts like Turing in Germany. German radio stations do not have to worry about the risk of being deciphered, because they use frequency hopping radio stations, which are difficult to decipher.Now, Shrek opened the telegram and looked at the words inside. It was a flash of light.Yakov, locked up in the palace prison, hurry to rescue!How many yakovs can there be in the Soviet Union? Can they mobilize a lot of strength to rescue? What's the point?Shirekton became interested when he was young: "Reinhart, how do you do it? Don't I have to teach you?"Looking at Shrek's eyes, Reinhart knew what Shrek meant: "yes, we set up a trap there and captured all the people they came to rescue!""Goebbels, you have a mission, too." Sirik said to the publicity minister.Goebbels had a spark in front of him for a long time. Yakov, Stalin's son, actually came out to invade others and was captured. This is really good news!Publicize it so that people all over the world can see it! Yakov deeply realized his mistakes, resolutely broke with the motherland and threw himself into the revolution against the tyranny of the Soviet Union!Well, this scene will be very beautiful.They immediately decided to set off in person and rush to Tehran. At this time, Yakov also experienced a test of life in Tehran.His head was covered with blood and his body was bruised. Because of his youth and anger, Yakov was hit by countless stones, especially a few feet long cut in the back of his head.Moreover, he was not detained with other prisoners. Just after he came back, he was dragged out by several big and rough Iranian men and thrown here.He felt warm and soft under his body, like a Persian carpet? His blood flowed onto the carpet and soiled the whole carpet. He struggled to open his eyes, looked at a girl and walked slowly towards him."Does it hurt?" Asked the girl."Go away, if you have seed, you will kill me. Don't let us be insulted!" Yakov wanted to make this cry, but he couldn't. his voice was hoarse and speechless. His throat just wriggled twice, and then there was nothing.He felt a cool tingling sensation on his forehead. The girl actually picked up tweezers and alcohol cotton and began to disinfect him. Alcohol entered the wound and stimulated his nerves. His hand suddenly clenched, trying not to show pain.The congestion on the wound was cleaned and then wrapped in clean gauze. Yakov's taste nerve was slowly recovering. He smelled a special smell on the girl."Water, water." He made such a sound in his throat. Then he felt a burst of moisture around his mouth. The girl had slowly poured water into his mouth with a silver spoon. His throat was finally comfortable.His vision is also slowly recovering. The girl in front of him clearly meets his eyes. A big cake face looks so beautiful. She wears a simple bun on her head, which looks so elegant and noble.Iranian girl?"Where am I?" Asked Yakov. He looked around. It looked like a hall, but the curtains outside were pink and looked nondescript."Don't worry, it's safe here." The girl said, "it's dangerous for you to do that outside today!"Thinking of the day, yakovton felt a burst of anger. In front of him was an Iranian. It seemed that he should vent his anger on each other? But he couldn't send it out. The other party had a noble temperament, and at this time, the other party didn't have any malice."My name is Ashraf. What's your name?" The girl asked."Yakov." Yakov said."Brother Yakov, who else in your family?" The girl asked, "maybe I can help you contact and let them save you. I'm familiar with the environment here and can take you away quietly."Who else in the family? Yakov was speechless when he thought of his mother he had never seen, his father, his stepmother and his half brother."No, I'm a prisoner. They won't let me go. If you let me go back, it will bring you danger." Yakov suddenly thought of something.In front of the girl, I don't know her identity, but it looks like an angel. The big cake face has become so cute in Yakov's eyes.He is concerned about the girl's safety.When the girl heard Yakov's words, she shook her head firmly, and then suddenly her eyes were full of tenderness: "brother Yakov, in fact, you don't know. When I saw you in the crowd, I deeply liked you. In fact, I can take you away, or you can take me away. We Persian girls like a man, Will be desperate to be with him. "Like yourself? Yakovton thought of his wife and children in the Soviet Union, and instinctively wanted to refuse, but he suddenly thought, maybe this is his only chance?Just then, suddenly, a burst of rapid footsteps came from outside, as if with an angry voice, and floated over: "Ashraf, what are you doing? Do you know the Soviets are invading us? Have the idea to be here with a prisoner? I will tell my father about you! "The man outside spoke Persian and Yakov couldn't understand it. However, he recognized this man, the man who escorted them around the street during the day. This man has a high status among Iranians!It was Prince Pahlavi who came. When he heard that his sister wanted one of the prisoners, he felt there was a problem. He ran over and saw that his sister actually fell in love with a prisoner. That's good!Even if it is because the father said he would marry his sister to the son of the head of state of Chirac, which makes the sister unwilling, she will not abandon herself like this! Pahlavi was very angry. After all, he came out a minute earlier than his sister. He was his brother!
