Activity in The Romanian Intelligence
Pacepa's father came from what is now Slovakia into the Austro-Hungarian-ruled Transylvania and, after the Union of Transylvania with Romania, he settled in Bucharest in 1920. Ion Mihai Pacepa studied industrial chemistry at the University Politehnica of Bucharest between 1947 and 1951, but just months before graduation he was drafted by the Securitate, and got his engineering degree only four years later.
According to his book, The Kremlin's Legacy, he was assigned to the Directorate of Counter-sabotage of the Securitate. In 1955 he was transferred to the Directorate of Foreign Intelligence.
In 1957, he was appointed head of the Romanian intelligence station in Frankfurt/Main, West Germany, where he served two years. In October 1959, Minister of the Interior Alexandru Drăghici appointed him as the head of the technical department of Directorate I, being the head of Romanian industrial espionage.
Between 1972 and 1978, he was Ceauşescu's adviser for national security and technological development and the deputy chief of the Romanian foreign intelligence service. He claims that during the 1960s he was involved with the establishment of a Romanian automobile industry.
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