I Became Stalin chapter 287
I became Stalin chapter 287
The great defeat in India greatly undermined the military confidence of the United States. To be precise, the American people no longer wanted military intervention abroad.
I’m afraid that tail will fly again.
“The red shadow of the Soviet Union has taken over the Old Continent and is casting it over the Americas! If we don’t stop this, how will our America’s rightful destiny (Manifest Destiny, the idea that America possesses hegemony in the Americas) be violated… .”
“Then, are you going to do something like India again?”
That’s how the cynical people reacted to the shaking of American dominance in Latin America. Some of the more polite and savvy people added longer explanations.
“People of each country have the right to determine the fate of their communities with the sovereignty of their own country. It’s not that we intervene and say this and that. What does it matter what they believe?”
Sometimes, there were even clans.
“Another conspiracy theory that gangsters are taking over the world and wielding it? Please, don’t be like McCarthy.”
* * *
“Is the work in South America going well?”
“Yes, Comrade Secretary General. In Brazil, Argentina, Colombia, etc., it is likely that the Communist Party will take the lead in the next elections alone, or the combined front will be able to win the first place. However, military regimes can deny legitimate elections and launch coups… .”
“It’s no different than it was in Spain.”
Even during the Spanish Civil War, the Republicans and the Nationalists were engaged in a tight battle to seize power. In the end, the Republican faction won the general election, but the Nationalists and the right-wing forces united and revolted.
I’m sorry, but the Communist Party, under the orders of the Soviet Union, did all sorts of trolls to gain control within the Republican Party.
In contrast to the Nationalists, which were fully supported by Nazi Germany and fascist Italy, the Republicans were tens of thousands of fighters who could become their main force with a few mistakes, and gave huge amounts of weapons to the enemy’s hands. They eventually sank in a fight against the heavy widows because of the Soviet Union who had survived.
To prepare for such a situation, in Latin America, the Communist Party was thoroughly ordered to serve on the left-wing united front. Anyway, in order to overthrow the US-controlled military, we have no choice but to reach out to the Soviet Union, so if the regime change succeeds, it will immediately fall into our sphere of influence!
“That… Yes. To respond to this, the international brigade troops are preparing to receive additional military training at garrison locations such as North Japan and be dispatched to any part of the world.”
“Is the training of an independent military organization going well in South America?”
“Yes! That too is going smoothly.”
“I see. We can’t send out advisors forever. If you get caught… .”
The advisory team dispatched to India this time commanded the army of the Indian Revolutionary Army and gave the NATO troops a shot.
But how long can that be? Even in a guerrilla operation where small units collide in the jungle, there is no guarantee of 100% victory. All of the special mission units trained by the NKVD have their identity laundered on their camouflage, but what if our officer is captured and broke everything?
That would be a real diplomatic catastrophe. Now, McCarthy’s conspiracy theories are losing their power, but it could be re-energized and re-elected.
After all, if South American countries wanted to break free from American influence, they could not simply rely on the officers and weapons sent by the Soviet Union. It had to somehow get rid of the existing corrupt, authoritarian, and pro-American military and create a new, civilian-controlled armed force.
“Don’t worry, Comrade General. Currently, in Peru, the Liberation Army organization led by ‘Deputy Commander Guevara’… .”
“Oh, yes. That… There are people who claim to be the actual commander, but the people are the commander, and he is just a deputy commander. The name… Ernesto Guevara… .”
* * *
“It is a pleasure to meet the public in Latin America like this today. I am Che Guevara in a small post in the Peruvian Liberation Army. Today we are talking about the direction our South American society should go… .”
At this time, the most powerful weapon chosen by the revolutionaries was the radio. From Nasser in the Middle East to Castro in Cuba, numerous left-wing nationalist politicians have used radio as a propaganda tool.
When things like shortwave radio sets and receivers were released at a low price thanks to mass production by the Soviet Union, radio broadcasts from high school circles to full-fledged revolutionary parties started radio broadcasting to publicize their claims.
The most popular among them was the broadcast of ‘Deputy Commander Che Guevara’.
“The land of our South American continent has prepared countless gifts for the people. Why are we so poor and needy even though we can live in the abundance of this land?! Thousands of women suffer from pulmonary disease and die miserably. Why? It is said that cutting down trees in small, poorly ventilated houses can cause lung disease.”
“Venezuela produces enough oil for the entire population of South America. Coal is dormant in Colombia. Even the abundant water resources of the Amazon can generate huge amounts of electricity. But why are they not working for us!”
“America is plundering the riches we have been given at a cheap price. They take oil, which is our lifeline, and throw a penny to run the heavy car. If we produce food, the fertile soil for all to eat is ravaged to produce fruit for their breakfast all year round.”
Why do we need a socialist revolution in South America? Why do we need transformation?
Deputy Commander Guevara’s fans would listen to this broadcast when they were asked such a question. Subhuman life enjoyed by countless indigenous peoples and mixed races! The miserable fate of being expropriated even if you sweat to create abundance!
His broadcast, which he read slowly with a burning heart and a cold head, made many people listen.
The public was not ignorant of reality. Rather, they did not advance into the revolution despite knowing them too well. The bridle of reality, the lack of a language that can express reality and ideals, and even the complex and difficult Gotham Juntheories.
But when these radio broadcasts became popular, people could only get a language. Other broadcasts that explain ideas, current state, and news in an easy-to-understand manner for most people who have not even attended elementary school have also played their part.
“Neither I nor anyone else is your liberator. Only you can free yourself from all these bonds. Dear brothers and sisters on this earth… !”
Ernesto ‘Che’ Guevara complained as if vomiting blood. Broadcast engineers of the ‘Liberation Army’, who were watching this from around, admired it once again, even though they saw it every day.
“… Deputy commander is really great… .”
“Iknow, right. How can you look so good and talk so well?”
The Liberation Army was made up of a diverse group of people. Indigenous people from the village of Kangchon who started medical volunteering, college students who came down to the countryside with their own ideals, workers in factories or mines near villages… .
All of them fell in love with Che’s human charm, and in spite of the blindness, they were a ‘revolution’ and committed themselves to ‘the liberation of the people’.
Now, it was more like a miscellaneous organization than an army, and it was at the level of helping the poor rural villages become self-reliant.
“Aleida, are you like that?”
“Then, are there women who don’t like that?”
Perhaps he was reluctant to just send his friend Erno away, and Alberto, who keeps coming back to his home country, shook his head as he saw the women who were obsessed with Che.
After the broadcast ended, while we were in the midst of a general conversation, a stranger suddenly appeared and sat down by the bonfire where the conversation was taking place.
“… ? who are you?”
“It doesn’t hurt. Hahaha.”
The man with a modest behavior that seemed to be a soldier even by looking at his enormous size, smiled brightly with his white teeth, and spread his hands as if there was no hostility in him. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . But the people were startled, and they got up and tried to grab their guns.
“haha… It really doesn’t hurt? character… .”
But the man chuckled as if you guys were going to do anything about me, and pulled something heavy from the bag. Just as the people were about to pull the gun, he showed the heavy thing so that everyone could see it.
“Yes. That’s right. It’s a real fucking dollar. Aren’t dollars useful here too?”
What can you do with that? Since he was so idealistic and stoic, people’s mouths were wide open except for pretending that he didn’t like money that much.
“With that money, we can repair the broken embankment in Mapuche village… .”
“Didn’t you say that Jimenez’s son is struggling because he doesn’t have college tuition?”
“Going out for hospital bills… .”
People chattered, and the tall man held out a bundle of money with one hand the size of a pot lid.
“You take it.”
“… What should I do when I receive this?”
When Che looked at him with wary eyes and asked, the man burst into laughter.
“Just do what you are doing now! only… I don’t want you to go anywhere and tell us that we paid money.”
“Yes. As you are doing now, you can continue what you have been doing for the people. Money is not always necessary for such a business, is it?”
“Are there any other requirements?”
“It’s a requirement… Hmm… Survive. Don’t die.”
The man scratched his chin and spit it out.
“The good guys always die early. Cowards survive… .”
As he spoke of ‘the coward,’ the scar across his cheek wriggled grotesquely. Che took the bundle of money and asked.
“So who is giving this?”
“I do not know? Who would you like?”
A person who can throw a huge sum of money that looks like it will exceed 10,000 dollars just by looking at it! Although the economic concept was not very good, it was dizzying to think of all the businesses that could be done with this amount of money.
But who… ?
“Chief S… .”
As he was about to say the guessed name, the large man who brought his thick knuckles to his mouth grinned, shook his head and stood up.
“Anyway, good luck. If you need something more, signal the way it’s written there… .”
“… Thank you.”
What have you got! With a cheerful laugh, the man left. Leaving piles of money behind.
The members of ‘Liberation Army’ looked up at the stars in the sky on a dark night and started counting things to do with this money.
I became Stalin chapter 287