After Trotsky and Stalin turned against each other, Stalin instructed Derzhinsky to carry out a large number of purges within the party. Although this ruthless method made Stalin firmly grasp the rights of the Supreme Soviet, due to the excessive number of people involved in the purge and the large number of party, government and military cadres who were executed without normal procedures, the Soviets also objected to Stalin's behavior of disregarding black and white.

Stalin has not yet been able to cover up the world as in history. There are only revolutionaries in the party who are older than him. Without eradicating the foundation of these people, Stalin did not dare to turn against them. Just one Trotsky is enough for him to bear it. Once these veterans are forced to be too anxious, wouldn’t it mean that a few Trotskys emerge?

Just as Stalin and Trotsky were quarreling with each other and were purging them secretly, Stalin was overjoyed by the reaction of the orthodox government of the Russian Empire. As the saying goes, a pillow came when he was sleeping, and Stalin caught the other party's handle. In response, Stalin immediately instructed the state propaganda machine to start overnight, and used violent bombing to equate Trotsky and the orthodox government of the Russian Empire, completely slandering the other party's reputation and thus occupy the highest point of morality.

At the same time, with this handle, Stalin was able to clean up more unscrupulously. The Cheka organization headed by Derzhinsky began to act crazierly, and in just a few days he executed thousands of people in the name of counter-revolutionaries and traitors.

"These bastards! Idiots! Amateurs!"

Surgut, the Soviet-style base camp, Trotsky cursed angrily, and Tukhachevsky and Temushingo, two confidants, also looked ugly and smoking, and there was an atmosphere of extreme depression in the room.

Just half an hour ago, they received news that Trotsky's 16-year-old son Liaowa was brutally executed by Moscow. The whereabouts of the second son Sergei and his wife Natalia were unknown. More than 300 people were executed with Liaowa, most of whom were Trotsky's old subordinates in the party, government and military. So far, Moscow's butcher knife wielded by him had cut thousands of heads, and this number continued to rise in three-digit numbers every day. The methods were outrageous.

Although he had not received any news of his family's execution, Tukhachevsky and Timuxinge knew in his heart that their families who remained in the west might be in danger.

"Comrade Trotsky, we must come up with a solution!" Temuxin said with a sad face.

"Yes, Comrade Trotsky, the situation is becoming increasingly unfavorable to us. After Moscow officially declared us as anti-party counter-revolutionaries and traitors, the morale of the troops below was getting lower and lower. If this continues, we may collapse on our own without waiting for Stalin to come." The cigarette butt in Tukhachevsky's hand was already hot. But he still took a deep breath, with an indelible sorrow in his expression.

"I want to kill people with a knife in the east!" Trotsky cursed gritted his teeth, "If it weren't for the pseudo-government of that bitch, how could things have become like this? I know very well that Stalin is a man with very good means and character. Now such a good opportunity falls in his hands. From a political perspective, this battle between us has already lost..."

"Comrade Trotsky cannot say this, the eyes of the masses are still sharp! There are still many party members who support you. Now we must find a way to come up with countermeasures as soon as possible. We must never let Stalin continue to smear us. Only in this way can we regain the capital to compete with him." Seeing that Trotsky seemed discouraged, Temuxin quickly comforted him.

"It's hard..." Trotsky shook his head. As the founder of the Red Army, he knew clearly that the combat effectiveness of the Red Army did not depend on how advanced the army's armed forces were and how high the commander's ability was, but rather on the indestructible beliefs and ideals. Only in this way can the Red Army win every battle, and even fight tenaciously with the enemy in the most difficult moments. But now Stalin seized his loophole and used a ruthless move. Once everyone believed that Trotsky had colluded with the orthodox government of the Russian Empire, the belief that supported them collapsed, and the result was imagined.

Thinking of this, Trotsky couldn't help but curse the bastards of the orthodox government of the Russian Empire. In a political sense, he and Stalin were beneficial to the Far East. But who would have thought that the Far East would ignite the fire behind him. Now he joined forces with Stalin to force him to go to the fore. If he had known this, it would be better than surrendering him, and at least he would have gained a good reputation.

"Comrade Trotsky, or we gathered our troops to fight the puppet government forces, so that we can prove with practical actions that we are not the same as the Far East. No matter what the situation is, Moscow will no longer be able to use the current topic to make a fuss and throw dirty water on our heads..." Tukhachevsky thought hard for a long time and proposed a seemingly feasible solution.

"I object!" Temuxin immediately retorted: "This is absolutely not possible! Even if we do this, Stalin's cunning can make another story, for example, we only act with the pseudo-government, with the purpose of blinding the vast number of people who don't know the truth. Furthermore, now we are almost always attacked, and we are transferred to the west to target our Red Army troops and turn around to fight the pseudo-government that has a temporary ceasefire. This is not only an absolute taboo from a military perspective, but once we are fighting with the pseudo-government, the troops in the west launch an attack on us, we will undoubtedly lose under the attack of the front and back!"

"This is not OK, that is not OK, then what do you think? Can we just sit and wait for death?" Tukhachevsky shouted anxiously, and Brother Timuxin opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he sighed and said nothing.

The situation was almost at its most dangerous point, and one response after another flashed through Trotsky's mind, but he finally denied it one by one. In the end, Trotsky had no choice but to continue to maintain the same state, let Temuxinge and others appease the soldiers and firmly grasp the control of the troops. As long as the troops are still in hand, relying on Surgut, it should be able to maintain it for a while. I hope that the situation can change again and transform in a direction that is beneficial to them.

"Not good! Something big is wrong!"

Just when Trotsky had no choice but to make this decision, a man stumbled in and saw the person who came running with sweat on his face. He didn't know where the military cap was thrown away, and his military uniform was even more crooked, dirty and inconsistent. After a closer look, this person was a division commander below.

"What do you think of a cry? Do you still have the style of a revolutionary soldier?"

Looking at his appearance, Trotsky suddenly burst out of his heart, and he slapped the table and scolded.

"Report to Comrade Commander!" After being scolded, the division commander quickly saluted, and then shouted in a hurry regardless of the rest: "The Sixty-first Infantry Division mutiny! Fighting... and fighting..."

"What!" The people present stood up at the same time. Brother Timuxin was closest to the division commander. He grabbed his collar and shouted: "The army mutiny? What's the reason? Why did you, the division commander, run to the headquarters without suppressing the troops? You are escaping at the last battle! Death! I...I want to shoot you!"

"Comrade Chief of Staff...I...I..." The division commander was so scared that his face turned pale and he couldn't even speak.

It was Trotsky who stopped Temuxin and asked him to let go of the division commander: "What's going on? How is the situation in the army now? Say! Tell me quickly!"

"Comrade Commander, this is like this..." He breathed a sigh of relief, and the division commander quickly told what he knew. The Sixty-first Infantry Division was a unit stationed in the western defense zone and a main force of the former East Advance Front Army. But just a few days ago, with the intermittent news coming from the west, the morale in the army began to become unstable. As the division commander, he tried his best to comfort him. Who would have thought that when he brought people into the city to contact logistics today, he suddenly received the news that his troops mutiny outside the city.

After receiving the news, the division commander immediately sent people back to the army to suppress it, and he rushed to the headquarters to request assistance. Even he didn't understand the real reason for the mutiny. It was just that some bad news seemed to be coming from the west that caused some grassroots soldiers to leave the team and mutiny arose after being stopped by the cadres.

"How do you be a teacher? You... you are simply incompetent!" Tukhachevsky was so angry that his face turned pale and cursed. Trotsky stood there with a gloomy face.

"Comrade Trotsky, I'll take the guard division there?" Tukhachevsky knew that it was not the time to worry about the cause of the mutiny, but to immediately suppress the mutiny, so he quickly took the initiative to suggest.

"Comrade Tukhachevsky, please! Be careful!"

Tukhachevsky nodded, picked up the armed belt that was placed aside without saying a word, and hurriedly left with the unlucky division commander.

After Tukhachevsky left, Trotsky walked a few steps in the house and then ordered Timuxinge: "Comrade Timuxinge, you should take people to the various troops immediately. You must ensure the stability of the troops. If there are any problems, you can make a decision before leaving! The situation of the Sixty-first Infantry Division will definitely not be allowed!"

"Yes!" Temuxin stood attentively, saluted, and then turned backwards with a beautiful and standard, and left with great strides.
Chapter completed!