"Such a big project? It requires a lot of money! We don't have that much money!" Marcus Wolf smiled bitterly.

"I brought some comrades from the advisory department. This is not the business of Democratic Germany. Other brother countries should help, so you don't have to worry about this!" Selov took a deep breath and said, "Don't worry about your own expenses. You have to think about how much our opponents will spend in order to maintain the stability of West Berlin if the Three Kingdoms do not give up on West Berlin. The cost is dozens of times higher than our current project! From this point of view, we have already made a profit!"

If Selov completely turned West Berlin into a waste city, relying on West Berlin's self-sufficiency, he could only rely on the Federal Germany to support more than one million wastes who could eat and wait for death. Selov could accept it!

The jurisdiction of West Berlin is just that, and food is definitely not self-sufficient. All necessities of daily life need to be transported from the outside world. After Selov ordered the river to be diverted, it would be impossible for West Berlin to build a power station. It would be fine if the Federal Republic of Germany was willing to transmit power from the local area, and Selov was willing to sit and watch it.

The 1.2 million people in West Berlin were like carrying a huge burden on the Federal Germans. No one knew how much they spent to take care of this enclave. In Selov's view, the democratic Germany in history was still too kind. It may be a national relationship after all, but he was different. If the Federal Germans did not spend a lot of energy to support West Berlin, Selov would definitely make West Berlin worse than Gaza. Apart from eating and sleeping, living is meaningless.

"This is a big plan, involving urban transformation!" Serov said seriously, "This is the matter of the entire allies. Democratic Germany should not only bear such heavy workload. Now let's talk about specific issues. If the lockdown plan begins, how much labor can you use to complete this project..."

"The internal affairs and militia should be able to mobilize about 11,000 people!" Marcus Wolf said directly without thinking. This plan has been brewing in the Democratic Germany for a while. As an important participant in this plan, at least one of them, Marcus Wolf is well aware of his preparations.

"I can use the Red Flag 214 Engineering Brigade of the Western Cluster!" Shelov thought about the resources in his hands and added, "I can ask my brother countries for help through the 11th Department of the First General Administration and let the brother countries around him send construction teams to participate. The wall must be completed within one month. Then the river renovation plan, the underground water renovation plan, and the power grid restructuring plan are all implemented in turn. If the Federal Republic of Germany does not care about the life and death of West Berlin, West Berlin will definitely be a dead city!"

Leaving Stasi headquarters, Selov found the brigade commander of the 214th Engineering Brigade of the Red Flag. There are not many Soviet Red Army troops now, but each of the four major clusters has one. After all, it is the first batch of front-line troops to be put into the battlefield. In order to ensure the rapid advancement of Western clusters, it is naturally necessary to pave roads across mountains and build bridges when encountering water, and carry minesweeping.

The next day, Selov received a list issued by Stasi, which detailed the number of bricks, barbed wire and steel bars needed to build the wall. Judging from Marcus Wolf's list, the materials prepared by Democratic Germany were not enough, and it could only be completed half of the project. "Barbed wire and steel bars are easy to solve, but even bricks are transported by train. This cost is too high, and it is too late to produce the masonry problem!"

Selov admired the efficiency of democratic Germany, and these guys still retained the Germanic tradition of precise calculations, even more than their brothers to the west.

The West Berlin Municipal Government Building, the negotiations were held today every half month. Unlike usual, there were more convoys from East Berlin than usual. More than a dozen cars with Soviet flags formed a convoy, followed by several military vehicles loaded with soldiers. The convoy stayed at the gate of the city government. In the fourth car, Selov got off the car and yawned, "Occupy the nearby commanding heights, and other soldiers were scattered everywhere!"

With Selov's order, the soldiers around him immediately dispersed, and their movements were so fast that the West Berlin police, who were in charge of guarding here, were dumbfounded. They came down to greet the British from the Soviet delegation and asked, "Mr. Petrovic, are you here to negotiate or demonstrate!"

"I'm sorry, this was arranged by Comrade Selov, and I can't do anything about it!" Petrovic shrugged helplessly and pointed at Selov who was sighing that there were always unruly people trying to harm me.

Shelov, who yawned several times in a row in front of the sun, finally woke up a little, ignored the American, British and French personnel around him as if no one was around, and walked through the British receptionist and the Soviet representative Petrovic. He just took a photo of Petrovic when he was passing by, "What are you still standing there? Take me up..."

Iseymotney and Lukani followed closely behind, followed by more than twenty agents in KGB uniforms. The group entered the city government building and arrived at the conference room where the negotiations were held. Shelov glanced at the representatives of the Three Kingdoms opposite with a mentally retarded look. Suddenly, his eyes stopped, his eyes stayed on an old man sitting in the back row, and his mouth was in an exaggerated curve, "Old man, I have been missing for three years. I didn't expect to meet you again in Berlin this time! You have not retired yet, but compared to three years ago, you seem to be older! You are no longer the prominent ambassador of a country, Comrade Smith..."

This person is very familiar to Serov. Comrade Smith, the US ambassador to Italy back then, and he recognized Serov. Time changed. In Italy, when Serov, who supported the Communist Party to take office, returned to the Soviet Union, has made rapid progress and is now in Berlin as the KGB lieutenant general. Smith barely still works in the government, and this time is not a representative of the negotiations, so he can only be regarded as an adviser.

"General Serov, long time no see! It seems that you have lived a good life in the Soviet Union!" Comrade Smith made the old man who was almost seventy feel like he was in a while. He hated this title so much, especially from Serov's mouth.

"Of course I'm doing well, so this time I came to Berlin to see how the imperialist lackeys want to perform!" Selov looked at the opposite side with a look of trash. Iseymotney came in with a backpack, started a machine, then put on the headset and listened. After a while, she said to Selov, "Director, there is no surveillance equipment nearby!"
Chapter completed!