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There are more ways than ever to listen to History Daily ad free. Listen with Wondry plus in the Wondery app as a member of Noiser plus at noiser.com or in Apple Podcasts. Or you can get all of History Daily plus other fantastic history podcasts@intohristory.com. It's January 27, 1924, on a bitterly cold afternoon in Moscow. Thousands have flocked to Red Square to pay their respects to Vladimir Lenin, the former leader of the Communist Party and the hero of the Russian Revolution. As Lenin's coffin is carried toward the Kremlin, mourners crane their necks to catch a glimpse of the solemn procession. Six men in fur caps and overcoats carry Lenin's open casket through the snow. Among them is the general secretary of the Communist Party, Joseph Stalin. At 44 years old, Stalin is the main contender to succeed Lenin as the leader of the Soviet Union. It's a job he's coveted since he first joined the revolutionary movement at the age of just 25. But Stalin faces stiff competition in the struggle for power, including from his fellow pallbearers, all Communist Party officials who are hoping to secure the top job. As the funeral procession enters the Kremlin building, a vast portrait of the dead leader watches over the congregation. Stalin feels the ice clinging to his mustache start to melt as they proceed through the cavernous hall. With a grunt of effort, the pallbearers place the coffin down onto a marble plinth. Then Stalin and the other Communist officials stand back while Lennon's widow steps forward and looks down at the embalmed body of her late husband. As Mrs. Lennon fights to hold back tears, Stalin glances across the stony faces of the other pallbearers, his rivals in the race to succeed Lenin. These men appear undivided, united in grief over their fallen comrade. But the reality is far different. In truth, the Communist Party is a viper's nest of competing allegiances and fierce rivalries, a dog eat dog world in which nobody is to be trusted and everybody is to be feared. As the heavy stone lid is placed on Lenin's tomb, it occurs to Stalin that to emerge victorious in this power struggle, he will have to get rid of these rival men by whatever means necessary. Stalin will soon outmaneuver his opponents and emerge as the next leader of the Soviet Union. But by the early 1930s, opposition to Stalin's leadership will grow. Believing that as long as his rivals are still breathing, his grip on power will never be secure, Stalin will become increasingly paranoid and in the end, the opportunity to get rid of his opponents will be provided by a lone gunman whose killing of a senior Communist Party politician will give Stalin the excuse he needs to purge the Soviet Union of his enemies, real or imagined, and claim the lives of over 1 million people in a campaign of terrorists terror that began following a deadly gunshot on December 1, 1934. From noiser and Airship, I'm Lindsey Graham and this is History. Daily. History is made every day on this podcast. Every day we tell the true stories of the people and events that shaped our world. Today is December 1st, 1934. The assassination of Sergey Kirov. It's the 1st of December 1934 in Leningrad. A dark haired young man walks hurriedly along the banks of a frozen river, his teeth chattering in the sub zero temperatures. Barely 5ft tall and thin as a reed, Leonid Nikolaev has always suffered the cold. But lately it's been getting worse. The 30 year old shivers throughout the night, making sleep impossible. Even when he goes down to the basement of his apartment block and stands over the coal burning furnace, he still feels a chill. It's as if the cold is inside him, like his blood is slowly freezing. Nikolayev buries his unshaven chin into the collar of his winter coat and plunges his hands deeper into his pockets. He cuts his eyes toward a palatial building overlooking the river. The Smoli Institute, the headquarters of the Leningrad branch of the Communist Party. At the sight of the building, Nikolayev's heart starts pounding and his grip tightens around the revolver in his pocket. Until recently, Nikolayev worked as a low level bureaucrat in the transportation department of the Communist Party. But he didn't see eye to eye with his employers who found Nikolayev to be obstinate, arrogant and vain. After one too many arguments with his superior, Nikolayev was fired and stripped of his party membership. And despite several appeals to overturn it, their decision was final. The party simply did not want a man like Leonid Nikolayev among its ranks. So, unemployed and penniless, Nikolayev is forced to live off his wife's salary. In every day that passes, he can feel himself becoming less in his wife's eyes. Less of a husband, less of a provider, less of a man. He feels wronged by the Communist Party's leadership. And there is one man he blames above all others. Sergey Kirov is a hero of the Bolshevik Revolution which toppled the Russian monarchy. Now he is the head of the Leningrad branch of the Communist Party. And although Nikolayev does not know him personally, Nikolayev has grown bitterly resentful of Kirov's Power and status. Kirov is everything Nikolaev is not. Charismatic, successful, Respected. Making matters worse, Nikolayev suspects that his wife Milda, who works for the Regional Party Committee, is having an affair with Kirov. Nikola has no proof of this. It's just a feeling he has. Another humiliation in the long list of injustices he suffered. But having been driven mad with envy and resentment, Nikolayev has decided to take action to strike a blow against the communist system that cast him out into the cold. So Nikolayev climbs the steps of the Smolny Institute and enters the lobby. Stamping snow from his boots, he notices with relief that security seems light this afternoon. He walks through the building unopposed and heads straight to the third floor, where he knows Kirov's office is located. After climbing a stairway, Nikolaev emerges at the end of a long corridor. Hearing men's voices, he darts around a corner and presses himself against the wall. His heart thumping faster, he removes the revolver from his pocket and peers tentatively from his hiding place. Sergey Kirov himself is striding towards him, his military style boots echoing down the hallway. Nikolayev holds his breath as Kirov passes, not noticing Nikolayev lurking in the shadows. Realizing that it's now or never, Nikolayev dashes into the open, lifts his revolver and squeezes the trigger. The sound of the gunshot reverberates throughout the building, and Nikolaev lowers the weapon. Kirov falls face first onto the hardwood floor, blood gushing from a bullet wound in his neck. Nikolayev trembles. He can hear the shouts of guards from somewhere in the building and the thunder of their approaching footsteps. But Nikolayev doesn't run. He stands still, staring slack jawed at the body of the man he's just killed. Suddenly, Nikolayev decides he doesn't want to live with the consequences of his actions. So he raises the revolver to his own head and fires a second time. But Nikolayev's attempt to take his own life will fail. Shortly after turning the revolver on himself, Nikolayev will be apprehended and remanded into custody of the nkvd, the Soviet secret police. Upon interrogation, he will confess to acting alone. But when news of the assassination reaches Joseph Stalin, the Soviet premier will recognize an opportunity to rid the Communist Party of his troublesome opponents. Stalin will instruct the NKVD to round up any individuals who have ever stood against him, falsely implicating them in Kirov's assassination and using this single act of violence as an excuse to purge the Soviet Union of anyone who would stand in his way.
