After reading the list, the originally crowded venue became empty. Just as the remaining people were secretly glad, they heard gunfires coming from outside. At this moment, everyone's faces turned pale again, and they looked at each other, with a look of horror in their eyes.

Trotsky's iron fist frightened everyone, arrested the front foot and executed the ball. This practice was not so terrible even if the Supreme Soviet cleaned up the party. At least, the so-called "counter-revolutionary" who fell into Derrensky's hands had to go through court and do an interrogation procedure. Trotsky was simply not shooting him directly.

There are no fools who can achieve the level of division commanders and fighters. Only then do everyone realize that the situation is a little wrong. If Trotsky really arrested the traitors under the orders of the Supreme Soviet, one should have Derrensky's men present to cooperate, and the other would never be executed on the spot after the person was caught, but should be escorted to Moscow for interrogation. Such hasty actions would never happen.

But at this time, the scared people dared not accuse Trotsky of whether the decision was legal. They believed that as long as they raised objections, the next thing they waited for him would be the same as those who pulled him out. Besides, most of the remaining people were from Trotsky's faction. Even if there were a few people who were not Trotsky, they would be inclined to and agree with Trotsky's centrists.

"In view of the traitor problem of the Eastward Front Army, now I announce the order to adjust the troops..." On the stage, Trotsky took out a piece of paper expressionlessly and began to read out the appointment. Tukhachevsky, Temuxingo and other generals who had originally stood aside took important positions in the Front Army one by one. As for the remaining military-level positions, they each gave several generals who originally belonged to Trotsky's faction. Next, Trotsky made arrangements for other vacant positions. It can be seen that he had already made careful plans before.

"What do you have any opinions on these appointed comrades?" After reading the statement, Trotsky supported the table with his hands. His body leaned forward slightly, and his sharp eyes swept to everyone present. There was a silence in the venue. Everyone was frightened and how could they dare to object?

"Smack sex..."

After a few seconds of quietness, a few scattered applause suddenly sounded, and then everyone was stunned and quickly clapped their hands. Soon the applause gathered together, pushing the atmosphere on the scene from the silence just now to the warmth and the **.

"Long live Comrade Trotsky!"

"Long live the commander!"

I don’t know who shouted first, but before the applause stopped, the sound of long live sounds resounded throughout the venue. At this time, Trotsky smiled and nodded to everyone with a smile.

Soviet Red Army, Eastward Front Command.

This is the most core and confidential part of the front army. Except for Commander Trotsky and the only few people who could enter and exit freely, even the commander below could not easily enter and exit without orders.

Now, in the commander's office of the commander, who should have been empty, a man dressed in a simple and bearded face and had a bunch of hair, was sitting at Trotsky's desk eating and drinking, with barbecue, bread, smoked sausage and other delicacies, as well as a few bottles of good wine.

The man opened his bow with his hands, grabbed the food and kept stuffing it into his mouth. From time to time, he picked up the wine bottle beside him and gulped it up and put it in a few mouthfuls. He was greedy and didn't even bother to wipe the crumbs on his mouth.

After a big meal, the rich food on the table was almost wiped out by him, and then he touched his belly with satisfaction and burped. Then he lit a cigarette, changed to a more comfortable position and placed his feet on the desk and sucked the smoke and blew.

A few minutes later, a sound of footsteps came from far away from outside, and it seemed that he was the owner of the office. Commander of the Front Army Trotsky came back. The man in the office did not put his feet off the desk, but instead narrowed his eyes and looked calmly at the door.

Soon, the door opened and the person who came in was Trotsky. Seeing the scene in the office, Trotsky was not angry, but was calm as usual. He walked straight to the desk, pulled a chair and sat down, looking at the man sitting in his position.

"Are you done?" the man asked, with a smile on his lips.

Trotsky's expression at this time was slightly helpless, and he sighed and nodded.

"Tell me, what do I need to do next?"

"I will send someone to the east tomorrow. I hope you promised me what you promised me before. As for the other things, I won't bother you, I can solve them myself."

The man smiled and shook his head, "Trotsky, why bother? Since you have already tear your face, do you think you can continue to work with Stalin? For the sake of your life, it is better to abandon the darkness and turn to the light and join our Russian Empire. I can't guarantee anything else that the position of deputy chief of the Army is still OK."

"You don't need to talk about this issue anymore!" Trotsky suddenly felt excited, and stood up and waved his arms: "No matter what, I am a revolutionary, and it is absolutely impossible to betray the revolution! Although there are differences in political views between me and Stalin, this is our internal problem! Lord Denikin, you will die of this heart!"

Denikin shook his head regretfully and kindly advised: "Trotsky, you are a smart person. Do you think that you can compete with Moscow if you eliminate the political commissars of the Eastward Front and the commanders of Stalin? Yes, you do have great prestige in the Soviet Union and have a strong influence within the Red Army, but now you are just a commander of the Front Army, and it is impossible to drive Stalin off and replace him. You must know that Stalin, who has the power of the Supreme Soviet, will soon beat you into a traitor as long as you get the news from here. Even if you have the ability to control all troops, do you think you have a chance to win in the face of the encirclement of the Soviet Central?"

"This is my business! This is my own business within our party!" Trotsky shouted angrily, but soon he calmed down and apologized to Denikin for his loss of composure.

"You don't understand...you don't understand..." Trotsky said, but his voice became smaller and smaller. Although he knew that Denikin's words were correct, his beliefs forced him to make such a decision.

"Well, as an opponent, I respect your choice." Denikin stood up and extended his hand to Trotsky: "I will guarantee my promise! I also hope that I will not fail so quickly when facing Stalin. Of course, if... I hope you carefully consider my advice afterwards, this is an enemy's advice to his opponent."

Trotsky smiled bitterly and shook hands with Denikin. Then Denikin's ragged clothes smiled and said, "Let's arrange it for me. I can't go back like this tomorrow. I need to take a shower and shave my beard. By the way! And my military uniform!"

"Don't worry, I've already arranged it."

"Okay! I hope we can see you again in the future!"

Denikin nodded and then turned around and strode out of the door.

After Denikin left, Trotsky suddenly collapsed in the chair, holding his head in frustrated with great pain. He made a decision in his helplessness. He knew the consequences of the decision, but for his ideals and beliefs, and of course, his life safety and safety of his followers, he still made a choice.

The next morning, after finishing his clothes, Denikin, dressed in Russian imperial uniform, was sent to the other side's position by several Red Army soldiers. When Denikin left, Trotsky did not come forward to see him off, and even few people knew about this. When Denikin passed through the battlefield and returned to the defense line of the Russian Empire, the Russian Empire was stunned by this surprise.

"What! What are you saying!" The Kremlin in Moscow, the pipe in Stalin's hand fell to the ground, and he stared at Derrensky in front of him with an incredible gaze.

"I'm very sorry Comrade Stalin, I just received the information that before my people arrived at their destination, the traitor Trotsky launched a coup in the Eastward Front Army. All the political commissars and military commanders and fighters loyal to you were killed. Now Trotsky has telegraphed the whole country as the chairman of the Interim Soviet Supreme Committee. He said that you have deviated from the revolutionary thoughts of Vladimir Ilyic Ulyanov and became the most unstable factor within the revolution. As a firm Bolshevik party member, he has the obligation to help you return to the right direction from the wrong principles, so..."

"Enough!" Stalin was furious and snatched the telegram from Derrensky's hand. Looking at the telegram, his hands couldn't help but tremble slightly, and his face turned purple and red.

"Traitors! Shameless Traitors! Eliminate them! Eliminate them!" He tore the telegram to pieces wildly, Stalin venting his anger with his never-ending ruthlessness. Trotsky's rebellion made him feel an unprecedented crisis. If this problem is not solved as soon as possible, it will not only bring subversive destruction to the Soviet government, but even Stalin will become a loser and be cleaned by his opponent.

This is not only the only thing that made Stalin worried. If Trotsky surrendered to the Russian Empire, the situation would not be so dangerous. On the contrary, Trotsky not only did not surrender to the enemy, but also regarded himself as Vladimir Ilych Ulyanov's successor, claiming to correct his mistakes in the line, which hit Stalin's key points. You should know that Trotsky has a high prestige in the party and the army. In recent years, Stalin has taken many necessary measures to consolidate his position, causing a large number of old party members and generals in the army to be pulled down or directly cleaned up. These people, their friends, relatives and even subordinates proposed such a slogan in Trotsky, and it is very likely that they surrendered to it, which caused a huge change in the balance of power between the two sides.

At this time, Stalin deeply regretted his decision to choose Trotsky and let him take the position of commander of the Eastern Front. If he had known this, he would not have let him go, and even dealt with him without knowing it.
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