Victory. Soviet troops had advanced more than 200 miles into China's great Northern Province of Manchuria on two fronts (TIME, Dec. 2). Last week there should have been bonfires, triumphant parades, lusty bellowing of the Internationale in Moscow's vast Red Square. Instead, ghostly silence. Only the usual detail of Red Army sentries stood guard, their white breaths fuming in the frosty air, their close-fitting helmets exactly the shape of fat onions rampant, pointed upward. Suddenly the Prime Minister of the Soviet Union, Comrade Alexis Rykov,...
To continue reading:
or
Log-In
