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Nicolai Levashov. The Mirror of My Soul. Vol. 1. Born in the USSR

broadcast were fully confirmed. I was very glad that people who knew absolutely
nothing about what exactly it was that they had seen in Chernobyl’s sky confirmed my
words.

Several years later I got another confirmation from a place I would never have
thought of. In January 1991 I was in Kharkov and one evening, in the apartment where
I stayed then, I told that story to a group of people. There was a military man who, after
everyone left, came to me and said that he would never have believed it, if he were not
on duty that day. Everything I said he had known about from military reports which went
through him to Moscow. He told me that there was no way that I could have received
this information except as I had said, because only a few people knew about it and I
obviously was not among them. The leaking of similar information was impossible then
and his story is a sure confirmation of the truth of my words.

But the most important thing that he confirmed was about the critical situation with
plutonium in the fourth reactor’s sarcophagus; he also shared the information that, in
trying to rescue the situation, the rescuers had carved a tunnel to the sarcophagus to
pump in a special concrete to prevent the concentration of plutonium rising to a critical

level, which causes an explosion; and that indeed after the spaceship appeared, a cone-
shaped ray of light struck and the plutonium disappeared! I would never have imagined
getting that kind of confirmation of the reality of those events. However, some quite
unpleasant, for me, events followed this.

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As was clear from his words, this man was most likely an officer of the GRU .
Therefore, his duty was to report to his seniors about me; even if he had not done it,
another person among those who were present would have done it instead. But he wrote
his report, and after several days I received an offer from a woman who at that time
occupied quite a high position in the communist hierarchy of the country—she worked
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in the party control of the CC of CPSU and received orders directly from Moscow.
When we came out from the building of the insurance company where I insured my
Mercedes, which I brought back from my journey to Germany at the end of 1990, she
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said to me: “Kolia , why not put on your shoulder-straps again, you would get six
hundred roubles, wear “civilian” clothes, could do everything you wish, if you want, the
television will be yours, you could take any trip abroad, etc. And for this you will do
almost nothing—sometimes you will do what we ask you...”

In the summer of 1986 I got my discharge from the Soviet Army as a senior
lieutenant and knew that the salary of six hundred roubles corresponded then to the salary
of a colonel-general. Although I was offered the rank of colonel-general from having
been a senior lieutenant, I was not enraptured. I answered that I was always ready to do
anything, which did not contradict my principles of good and evil, but I did not consider
it right for me to be obliged to execute any order. I understood perfectly what
consequences may follow my answer, but I never expected that it would be acted upon
the next day.

The next day I planned to go from Kharkov to Moscow by car. I wanted to depart
earlier, but was tired and decided to rest a little before my journey. Eventually I set off
from Kharkov in the evening. The road was slushy; the cars in front of mine covered the
wind-screen of my Mercedes with mud. Pretty soon the water for cleaning it ran out, but,

20 Russian abbreviation – the State Intelligence Bureau.
21 Communist Party of the Soviet Union.
22 Diminutive from Nicolai.
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