Chapter 20

"Book the train ticket to Tbilisi immediately! The wilderness survival training is canceled, I have more important matters to attend to! I want to see if the Transcaucasian Military District really has any grievances against the Main Directorate of the Armed Forces!" Sherov weighed the situation briefly and added another order, "Apply to Chairman Serov for the cooperation of the internal troops in the Caucasus region, and mobilize the people from the Main Directorate of the Secret Police in Moscow. This time, I plan to stay in the Transcaucasian Military District for a while!"

"That should have been done long ago, Comrade Director!" Isayevna fully supported Sherov's actions. The longer she spent with Sherov, the more she instinctively became intolerant of any instability, "Clear out the untrustworthy elements from the Red Army, and the Red Army will only become stronger after the purge..."

The Transcaucasian Military District was formerly the Transcaucasian Army Group, which participated in all major battles in the southwestern part of the Soviet Union during the Great Patriotic War. It was also responsible for guarding against Turkey, which had ambiguous relations with the Third Reich. Like all other military districts, the troops here were all highly decorated. After the Great Patriotic War, it was reorganized into a military district, covering the three republics of Georgia, Armenia, and Azerbaijan, with its headquarters in Tbilisi. The current commander is Army General Kuzma Nikitovich Galitsky.

"Since we are going to hunt down deserters, I have a suggestion!" Isayevna shifted her gaze to the ten elite soldiers beside her, "Let's treat this operation as a live combat mission. Since these elite soldiers want to regain their honor, whoever captures the deserters will be the winner of this mission..."

At this moment, Sherov remembered that there were ten elite soldiers available. Since they always boasted about their capabilities, it was a good opportunity to see how skilled they really were.

"Alright, pack your things! We leave tonight!" Sherov immediately gathered these elite soldiers and explained the mission.

As the group was about to leave the Kuybyshev Internal Affairs Department, they ran into Kuznetsov and Medvedev, who were coming in. It seemed they had something to discuss, but Sherov was not in the mood to talk about the Olympics, "I'm sorry, Comrade Kuznetsov. If you need to return to Moscow, I can provide you with a certificate to save on your ticket, but I have to deal with an emergency. The remaining events have been canceled!"

"Alright, Comrade Sherov. I'll visit you when you return to Moscow!" Kuznetsov noticed Sherov's anxious expression and understood that he had important matters to attend to, so he did not press further.

After Sherov headed south, that night, Chairman Serov of the KGB received reports from the Main Directorate of the Secret Police and the Border Guard. "What? Sherov is mobilizing the Secret Police Corps and the internal troops?" Serov almost jumped up in shock, pacing anxiously, "Call the Main Directorate of Military Administration immediately. What happened there today?"

Seeing Serov's serious demeanor, his secretary did not dare to delay and quickly inquired about the situation at the Main Directorate of Military Administration. A few minutes later, he reported back, "Today, the Main Directorate of Military Administration received a telegram. The personnel of the Transcaucasian Military District's office were shot. Our comrades are in the hospital for observation, and the suspects have left the unit. Local troops are pursuing them..."

Serov fell silent, thinking about his capable subordinate's usual style. Suddenly, he said, "Call General Igor, the commander of the internal troops in the Caucasus region. We cannot let Sherov gain command of the internal troops. General Aleksey, the head of the Main Directorate of the Secret Police, cannot send the police corps south either. Otherwise, it will be a major issue..."

"Chairman, it's not that serious, is it?" As Serov's secretary, he knew that Sherov had always been a capable subordinate of Serov, but he only became Serov's secretary after Serov joined the KGB and did not know about Sherov's violent past.

"Not that serious?" Serov's eyes widened as he shouted, "General Aleksey was once the Minister of Internal Affairs of Azerbaijan, and his successor was Sherov! Within a week of taking office, Sherov launched a prison purge in the Caucasus, executing nearly a thousand people. The current commander of the internal troops in the Caucasus region, General Igor, was also recommended by him. Do you think this is not serious? He has many more 'glorious' achievements, but I can't tell you..."

Serov was a bit incoherent, suddenly receiving an application to mobilize the internal troops and the police corps. If his guess was correct, if he did not stop this, Sherov might use the KGB's support to conduct an investigation in the Transcaucasian Military District, possibly not as bloody as the prison purge, but the risk would be much greater.

"Sherov is still in Kuybyshev, right? Tell him I have work for him!" Serov thought for a long time but still felt uneasy. He had to keep Sherov within his sight to feel at ease.

"Actually, Chairman, Director Sherov has already headed south to Tbilisi after submitting the application!" The secretary's words made Serov's blood boil.

At the Tbilisi train station in the early morning, with a loud whistle, a train slowly decelerated and stopped at the Tbilisi station. In the private compartment at the back of the train, the conductor slowly opened the door. At the same time, a cigarette butt, still smoldering, flew out in a graceful arc. Sherov, exhaling smoke, tightened his gray military overcoat and stepped off the train, looking around and muttering to himself, "The three countries of the Caucasus, the Caspian Tiger is back..."

Behind Sherov were twelve people, including Isayevna and Lukani, and ten elite soldiers. They were now Sherov's only armed force, and they respectfully called Isayevna and Lukani instructors.

"Comrade Sherov, General Igor ordered me to wait for you here. Please follow us to the headquarters!" A soldier from the internal troops, who had been waiting, approached to greet them.

"Alright, I haven't seen Igor in months! Thank you for your trouble..." Sherov calmly thanked the two soldiers.

The relationship between the internal troops and the regular Red Army units was similar to that between the armed police and the field army. However, in the eyes of the general public, both were part of the Soviet armed forces, and few knew the difference. The internal troops were stationed in the new district on the left bank of the Kura River, closer to the south, while the northern part was the headquarters of the Transcaucasian Military District, where General Kuzma Nikitovich Galitsky had his office.

"I'm sorry, Yuri! Chairman Serov sent a telegram in the middle of the night, ordering us not to cooperate with you, no matter how just your reasons are!" General Igor said apologetically as soon as they met.

Is this a case of cutting off the fuel at the source? Sherov was speechless. Meanwhile, in Moscow, Serov was still uneasy, muttering to himself, "I need to find a way to keep this guy busy so he doesn't cause trouble for me..."

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