Chapter Subtitle: How Can There Be a Miracle Without Steel?

Yuan Yanqian, who was released by his American lover and the German secretary together, carefully locked the door of the study, took out the "mask worn by Ciric" from his pocket, and put it on his face. Then he closed his eyes......

When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in a small and warm living room. In the main seat of the living room sat a kindly old man with a pair of wood-framed glasses.

"Yuri, what is this place?"

"Neo, I'...... Well, we're at Mr. Professor's house, right on Morningside Heights. ”

Morningside Heights is located northwest of Manhattan, a veritable university district with the prestigious Columbia University, Barnard College (one of Columbia's undergraduate colleges) and the Manhattan School of Music nearby.

"Yuri, who is Mr. Professor?"

"Neo, he's a teacher who specializes in teaching foreign languages to students in the neighborhood. He is said to have been a White Russian exile. ”

"A foreign language? White Russia? ”

"Yes, Mr. Professor is fluent in Latin, but he also has a good grasp of the local languages of most of the Eastern European countries. Mr. Hammer is learning Russian from him. ”

As soon as he heard the Russian language and Mr. Hammer, our Master Yuan saw the red flag in front of his eyes, and a familiar melody sounded in his ears.

"Neo, what kind of song is this? It's majestic. ”

This is a side effect of the telepathic link, both of them can read each other's superficial thoughts. As long as it is connected, Yuan Yanqian's thoughts will inevitably be known by Yuri.

"Yuri, this is Unbreakable ...... Hey, you still have time to listen to the song! By the way, what are you guys talking about? ”

At this time, in addition to Mr. Professor, the red capitalist and "Yuri Marin", there were five or six young male and female students in the living room. Looking at their clothes, there are rich generations like Yuan Yanqi, Louis Baker and John McCall, as well as ordinary middle-class children, and even more really poor. One of them, a middle-class girl, was not bad-looking, at least to Miss Helen Brown's.

In the 1920s, there were clear barriers between classes, and the social venues and entertainment methods of different classes were completely different. So such a party seems a little "weird". Well, if the leftists get together, it won't be weird but normal, because the left is meant to break classes.

At this time, a guy with a mustache was saying something impassionedly.

"Neo, we're talking about 'miracles on the Vistula'."

"The Battle of Warsaw?"

"That's right, it's the Battle of Warsaw."

"Yuri, what are you looking for me for?"

"Neo, they want me to say something from a former U.S. military officer, but I've read some sporadic reports in the newspapers, where can I say anything?"

1920 was a sad year, with neither CNN nor Titte, let alone such military experts as the Bureau. Ordinary people also read the reports of front-line reporters from the newspapers, and there is really nothing to say except for the results of the war and the trend of the battle.

"Yuri, so you're coming to me?"

"Neo, didn't you say that as long as this kind of thing happens, then it's not right to come to you?"

Oh, I really think I said it. But......

"Yuri, don't you want to be zhuangbility too?"

"Neo, that's called zhuangbility. Yes, I think your zhuangbility is very interesting, so I want to try it too. ”

Oh, it turns out that this young man also has a turbulent heart. My friends are really sick, just like me......

"Yuri, is it really necessary for you to zhuangbility this time?"

"Neo, is it necessary for you to be a Zhuangbility every time?"

"Yuri, I said you wouldn't be the chick over there, would you?"

"Neo, did I say you wouldn't read my mind?"

"Alright, Yuri. Count you in debt to me once. ”

"Okay, Neo. Count me in for once. ”

At this moment, only the mustache summed up loudly: "So, the 'miracle on the Vistula' is the great victory of our Polish people against absolutism!" ”

No wonder this benevolent brother is so excited, it turns out that he is really of Polish descent. And in the sense of this sentence, this gentleman should be the remnant of the Second International, the SPD, that is, the Greens.

The Second International fell apart at the time of the First World War because the SPD of all countries had gone against the agreement of the entire proletariat to "oppose the war" and had adopted a nationalist attitude in favour of the governments in waging war.

It is important to note that the Second International did not officially announce its dissolution as the First International did. Only in 1914 the movement was temporarily stopped. This year, the SPD of all European countries met in Geneva, and the Second International was revived as the "SPD International".

But for a staunch proletarian revolutionary like Lenin, the Second International was dead.

Mr. Professor, who presided over the party, remained silent and took the lead in slapping a few times to show encouragement. After a while, he turned his head and looked at the "Lord Justice" with encouraging eyes, and said softly: "Mr. Marin, you are the only military expert here, and you are also an American hero who has fought on the battlefields of World War I. Can't you refrain from commenting? ”

"yes, Yuri. I'd like to hear your opinion, too. The future red capitalist on the side also chimed in.

Yuri Marin nodded calmly and said, "Since that's the case, then I'd better be respectful than obey." ”

As he spoke, he slowly lit a cigarette while looking through the information given by Master Yuan in his mind.

"Neo, is the information you gave me true or false?"

"Yuri, this hurts my heart, is it necessary for me to give you false information?"

"Neo, but this is all the internal information of the recent Soviet and Russian high-level information! Where did you get it? ”

"Yuri, my 'Lord of Justice', don't you still believe in the supernatural powers of my 'Lord Fool'?"

His Excellency Justice coughed lightly and said to Mr. Professor, "I should state in advance that I will only judge this battle from a military point of view. ”

The other person nodded in understanding.

"Well, I have to say that the main reason for the defeat of Soviet Russia in the Battle of Warsaw was not how well the Polish army behaved......"

The mustache couldn't help but interject angrily: "Mr. Marin, how can you say that? That's ......."

The former officer of the U.S. Army gave him a cold look, and this look really made this guy stop.

"Ladies and gentlemen, listen to me first, and it's not too late for you to refute." Yuri Marin said in a solemn tone, "The greatest contributor to the 'Miracle of the Vistula' is, of course, the Polish commander-in-chief, General Joseph Pilsudski, and if he really gives up, then there will be no miracles. ”

"But I think the second hero should be Vladimir Ilyich Ulyanov......"

"And the third great hero was Joseph Vissarionovich Stalin, who was the political commissar of the Southwestern Front of the Soviet Army at that time!"