Chapter 3217 East and West (Part 2)

At the same time, on the other side, West Berlin is where the NATO Joint Forces Headquarters and the US Fourth Armored Division headquarters are located.

Jack Morrison, the newly arrived four-star general in the U.S. Army who is officially the most powerful person in the building, is listening to an ongoing briefing by his intelligence chief.

"The CIA reported that it lost two more agents and lost contact with them. But the good news is that this time it has something different. It found some information that may be of interest to you before the contact was lost."

Long before he officially took office, Jack Morrison had already heard that the situation on the intelligence front in Berlin was grim. Various agents and spies were "disappearing" on a daily basis. Who knew what was happening in the east? Not even a clue.

Now I finally heard some good news, but it was not worth being surprised. Jack, who was sitting behind his desk and put down the report in his hand, spoke with a calm expression.

"These stupid pigs who received huge sums of money to perform performance art in Berlin all day long finally know what they are doing for a living. They have been fooled by the Russians over and over again and have been humiliated."

"Tell me what the news is. It's best if it's something I'm really interested in."

Before Jack finished speaking, the colonel standing in front of his desk knew how powerful the man in front of him was.

Anyone who really regarded him as a simple general would be a complete fool. He quickly took the time to answer.

"You have always told me to pay attention to the news about Malashenko, general, and now we know exactly where he went after his mysterious disappearance."

"Here, Fulda. Intelligence shows that there has been the latest round of personnel changes at the top of the Soviet East German cluster. Malashenko has been transferred from the former Berlin garrison commander and commander of the leading army to the nearby station east of Fulda. Second Guards Tank Army, serving as deputy commander."

""

Sitting behind the desk, he turned his chair sideways and watched the colonel in charge of intelligence pointing at the map hanging on the wall and explaining to him. Jack, expressionless, said nothing for half a minute and just looked at it.

It was only when he saw the colonel that his back felt cold and he couldn't even stand still. Jack, who had waited for a long time without any further words, finally asked.

"Then what?"

"Of course? Then?"

The confused Colonel could not think of what to say and had no clue. In the end, it was Jack himself who had to speak.

"Are you going to tell me that the Russians only let Malashenko serve as deputy to a mere army group? Is it because the Russians have water in their heads, or am I just dreaming because I didn't wake up today?"

""

What the big leader said did make sense, but the colonel, who couldn't think of anything to do with it after much thought, also felt that he had been wronged and panicked, so in the end he could only bite the bullet and replied.

"But, General, that's just it. Although I find it strange, it is the fact. And it has been confirmed through different channels. The detailed report is here. Please read it."

Jack, who was still noncommittal and didn't say anything, but whose facial expression had obviously changed compared to before, took the report and frowned more and more as he read it.

Even the colonel on standby at the desk sighed secretly. This was the first time the new commander had such a rich expression since he took office. It really showed how much he valued Namashenko.

"What's wrong with the Russians? I can't understand why this strange transfer is happening. What do they want to do? Is it a deceptive transfer?"

Jack, who put down his report and muttered to himself, stood up and completely ignored the colonel who was still standing there waiting for help. He walked to the map alone and began to study it.

The colonel, who was treated like air, didn't feel helpless or felt any discomfort. Instead, he hurried forward and took the initiative to come to the admiral's side and spoke quietly.

"Do you suspect that the Russians are concealing their true purpose and want to launch an assault through the Fulda Gap?"

The colonel was answered by Jack's words that came out of his mouth without thinking.

"Don't you think so? It's not impossible. I told you that Malashenko is the most dangerous opponent we have ever faced. Have you forgotten? Now the Russians only have a deputy position. His transfer to this place makes it difficult not to suspect that this seemingly stupid behavior of the Russians is a strategic deception.”

Seeing that his general directly elevated Namalashenko to the "strategic" level, the somewhat ashamed colonel felt that the description was a bit too much. After thinking for a while, he continued to speak tentatively.

"General, I admit that Malashenko is very dangerous, but he is just a general. The Russians have so many generals, and above them there are marshals. If we devote so much energy and resources to each of them, If we focus on surveillance, wouldn’t we—”

"Only a fool would despise Malashenko. If you really want to treat him as the same as other Russian generals and marshals, then you will be written into the history books as a stupid pig, as Malashenko It will be famous as a part of the history of science and will be ridiculed by future generations for a hundred years."

"Whether you believe it or not, this is the only fact."

Jack Morrison, who had sat back behind his desk before he finished speaking, stretched out his hand and knocked on the table. He didn't care what the colonel in front of him was thinking. When he spoke again after a moment, he asked a question.

"Where is Ms. Jill Valentine now? According to the schedule, she should be in Berlin by now."

Without thinking too much, the colonel, who was still on standby, hurriedly answered.

"Yes, General. Ms. Jill has arrived. She just arrived on the flight this morning. According to your previous request, she is now resting in the hotel arranged for us."

"Very good, it's time to let Ms. Jill bring us some news."

Jack, who finally heard the good news, smiled and blurted out the order.

"Bring her to see me immediately, but remember to be polite to ladies. I don't want to hear any complaints from Ms. Jill after she comes to my office."

"Yes, General, I'll do it right away."

After a moment of high efficiency, Jack, who was still sitting behind his desk, changed his face to a bright smile when he saw the beautiful figure opening the door and entering. He was no longer in the mood when facing the colonel just now. He hurriedly stood up to greet her and took the initiative to speak.

"Welcome, Ms. Jill. It has been two years since I accepted your interview last time, but I still remember it clearly, just like your beauty is always unforgettable to me."

Although the woman in front of him was over 30 years old, there were still many traces of time on her face. Being the editor-in-chief and well-maintained by a wealthy life, his temperament has long made him look more capable than a rookie in the workplace.

Jill, who knew the background of the admiral in front of him, obviously didn't buy it, but still took Jack's words and responded with a professional smile.

"I am also happy to see you again, Admiral. I hope you have arranged my interview with General Malashenko, because I don't have enough time on this business trip."