"You have a good chat with those capitalists?" After leaving the US Embassy, ​​Valia held her husband's arm and smiled like an Arctic silver fox. Her perfect facial features showed a charming temperament.

The long golden hair was combed neatly, and the small braids with Ukrainian national style on their forehead were trampled from the left ear to the right ear, giving Valia a cool and unique style. She wore a blue long skirt, which made her look superior, who was not short among women. Of course, the high heels under her feet were also rewarded with the crystal-like sandals that made this woman wear, as if she was reminded of the Cinderella in a fairy tale...

The above evaluations are too vulgar. Selov's evaluation only has one sentence. If he chooses a way of death in this life, he chooses to die on this hairy girl, and he will be so promising, and he will do whatever he wants...

"What allies, what treaties? They are bullshit. Don't look at the lackeys of NATO who look like they are wearing pants with Yang Jiba, standing behind the Americans, pointing at us. Once the Soviet Union's strength surpasses the United States in their perception, these countries' back-biting speed may be faster than our thinking!" Selov sneered at these countries, but the Soviet Union is still relatively weak, and the United States' allies are not yet at the same time!

This time, Selov came from the delegation and was not very suitable to stay in the Soviet embassy, ​​so he refused Levmila's kindness and prepared to take a walk back to the hotel in Italy at night! When he followed ten inner guard soldiers, he would never face danger by himself at any time. It would be a pity not to use the KGB so strong! What's more, his wife is still by his side, so it would be a bad thing to do something!

As for Levmila who wanted to see him off, it was not within Selov's responsibilities. So on the way back to the hotel, a group of Soviet soldiers followed a man and a woman in front, followed by a car at the back, which was Levmila's special car. When he took the Selov and his wife to the place, Levmila had to take the bus back.

"Comrade Vice Chairman, Rah Thomas' head was almost bleeding just now. I have seen such a scene for the first time in two years since I came here!" Levmila's eyes looked at the matchmaking match were full of awe. The couple gave him a vivid teaching, which made everyone in the US Embassy aside, completely like Americans being guests.

"It's very simple, because I am the vice chairman of the KGB and the source of information is much faster than that of him. I know some things more clearly than him, so the initiative will be effective on my side, but your work is different. The information sources of both of you are basically the same. I can give your guidance on your work, that is, don't be afraid of the KGB, don't be afraid of the information in the hall, especially the close information of the country you work in. With the help of the KGB, your work will be much easier to do!" Selov held the woman's hand and introduced Levmila without any hiding privacy. How should the KGB be used to help yourself work?

"People who are calm in their hearts will never care whether they have too close relationships with the KGB. Only those who have ghosts in their hearts will be afraid that the KGB agents will appear in front of them. This is what my husband means, Comrade Levmira!" Valia used a relatively simple language to tell Levmira what it means!

Valia also shook her head a little. When the two met, Selov didn't speak like this. At that time, this man did not talk about his work at all. In recent years, it seems that he is getting more and more when he is talking to others. What is that saying? Dominantism...

"Comrade Levmila, go back! We need to take a little more today! You still have your job..." Selov smiled and asked Levmila, who was obviously not very comfortable with walking, to take the bus back. Seeing Levmila leave by car, turn to look at Valia and whisper, "Are you tired of wearing high heels? Do you need me to hold you?"

"No need, where are so many people?" Valia gently pushed Selov. Even there were a lot of pedestrians here at night, especially with so many inner guard soldiers in military uniforms behind them, they could always attract the attention of the Italians.

"Find a restaurant and have some seafood by the way! I'll treat you..." At the end of the day, Selov glanced past his wife, obviously saying to the inner guard soldiers behind him.

Fortunately, these European countries did not have the bad habits of later generations in this era, and they did not open at night. They were not open for business on Saturdays and Sundays. They were not very common in the 1960s. Without much effort, Selov and others found a place to eat. Although the place was not big, it looked very good, and the things they made were also very appetizing.

As a person who is not very adapted to the seaside climate, Selov likes to eat seafood! This is not surprising, because he is always inland, so he has always maintained a high interest in seafood. If he really lives by the sea, he may not have loved eating it so much. The Soviet Ocean Fishing has begun to take shape because of the issuance of administrative orders. During the heyday of the Brezhnev era, the total tonnage of the Soviet Ocean Fishing Fleet was nearly 20 million tons, and there was no ship in the entire ocean fleet that was less than 10,000 tons! In addition, the thousand-ton fishing boats of offshore fishing boats, and the total number of Soviet fishing boats is more than 8,000. Among them, the ocean fleet is the main force that the Soviet Union supplies domestic people's needs. The small fishing boats with hundreds of tons offshore are only responsible for the supply of fish in some coastal cities.

Therefore, although the development of animal husbandry in the later period was not good, mainly due to the problems in the distribution mechanism, the supply of meat products was insufficient, but the Soviet market had never been short of fish until the disintegration. This was all dependent on the Soviet world's strongest ocean fishing fleet, which could not be replenished from land. The only thing that established hegemony in the Soviet ocean strategy during the Cold War was the ocean fishing industry! The Soviet ocean fishing boats left a figure all over the world, whether it was Agenyan in South America, Nigeria in Africa, Pakistan in South Asia, where Soviet ocean fishing boats passed, large trawlers drove out all the fish covered, and protests spread all over the world. There was no place in the four oceans that was not accessible to the Soviet ocean fleet.

At its peak in the 1980s, Soviet ocean fleets often appeared in North American waters and began to compete for food with their American counterparts! As for other Canada, Japan, and Australia, they all ignored them and dared to compete for food with American fishermen. The people of these countries would not make the Soviet Union feel even more afraid. Compared with the Soviet Union, a certain socialist country with characteristics in later generations was still very kind, and there were only a few small countries with little weight in protest. Since the 1970s, the Soviet Union has received protests from countries such as the United States, Britain, France, Germany and Japan every year. This is because the Soviet Union's ocean-catching fishing fleets usually had processing ships as a companion. In order to transport more fish back to the country, they directly started processing while fishing and threw unnecessary parts into the sea. This behavior made the local fishermen very angry.

"How is it? Do you want a little mustard?" Shelov took the paper to help his wife wipe her mouth, and at the same time ordered his subordinates, "Don't be polite, I said I'll treat you today..."

"It's better than the one in the Black Sea!" Valia squinted her eyes and enjoyed the men's service, and said with a light lip opening, "When can we, the Soviet Union, enjoy Italian seafood!"

"This is quite difficult. Our country is so big that it is not impossible to supply it in the mainland, but fresh seafood is not realistic, and quick-frozen can be solved! The quantity is absolutely fine! Give me three years..." Selov slapped his chest so loudly. This time he came to Italy. Although there were only two people in the delegation of the Ministry of Transportation, Selov still hopes to unite the greatest force that can be contacted so far, and first establish the Soviet marine fishing hegemony.

As for whether to make other countries protest after it is really established, anyway, the ocean-going fleet has a shipyard in the Soviet Union. The shipyard in Democratic Germany is under construction. Greece also has fishing boats ordered by the Soviet Union, and Italy also has them. However, in order to quickly drive the road for the Soviet nuclear submarines, Selov is also preparing to let Italy relax restrictions this time.

After eating the seafood for half an hour, Valia went directly to the store to check out the bill. Sherov didn't take it seriously, and then he heard a word of help in Italian. When he looked back, he saw Valia holding a Makarov pistol and staring at the shop owner in front of him!

"Sorry, sir, we are not going to be lying to pay! This pistol is for my wife to defend herself!" Shelov walked over and explained with an apology.

"It's okay, it's all a misunderstanding!" The owner wiped his sweat and quickly settled the bill! In order to express his embarrassment, Selov gave the other party another ten lira and said apologetically again, "We are Soviets who came to Rome to visit. Because we heard that there were mafia in Italy, we brought pistols to defend ourselves..."

Having enough common sense is to be stubborn. Just put the shit on the mafia, and it's almost like to say a few words. This is an Italian system problem, but when you think about it, the Communist Party is in power now, you'll just forget it!

"Those mafia have seriously affected the image of our country!" the owner muttered and asked, "Do you have any gangsters in the Soviet Union?"

"Yes, they are all in prison!" Shelov said as if that was the case. Valia found the opportunity to interrupt and expressed her apology just now, "My husband is a security official of the Soviet Union, which is equivalent to your Italian Minister of Interior..."
Chapter completed!