January 28, 1919. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

After a few days, the cruise ship finally arrived in the German port of Danzig, where Victor and Father John picked up their luggage and prepared to disembark.

"Take care all the way." Malinovsky stood on the deck and said goodbye to them.

"Maybe it's not bad for you to go with us to join the Polish army, an officer's position is absolutely indispensable." Viktor was still a little unwilling to let go of a future Soviet marshal like this, and said with a smile.

After a few days of getting along, both of them discovered each other's military talents, and a sense of heroic sympathy arose.

"If you become a general, I'll go with you." Malinovsky replied with a laugh.

“OK。” Victor finally knew why he couldn't recruit Malinovsky, it turned out that he could see at a glance that he couldn't give him any position: "General, it won't be too far, if one day I become a general, don't refuse." ”

"I'll think about it, stay safe!" Malinovsky waved his hand.

Victor helped Father John disembark with the box.

"Who is this young man?"

"Malinovsky, I met on the ship, it turned out that the Tsarist Russian officer who photographed France participating in the war, has solid military skills and good talent, and is now ready to join the Red Army in Soviet Russia." Victor explained beside the priest.

"It is a pity that most of the people on this ship are soldiers who have returned from France, and now half of them are going to Poland; The other half is going to go on to St. Petersburg, to Russia. The priest said as he looked at the men who had come off the boat.

"Maybe we're going to have to fight each other on the battlefield." Victor sighed.

"Everybody dies once." Father John said.

The two men stayed at Danzig and rested for the night.

The two walked around the Free City of Danzig, and most of the people they saw in the Free City of Danzig were Germans, and a small number were Polishes, of course, in fact, there were more people of mixed Polish and German blood in Danzig.

The League of Nations stipulates that Danzig, a city at the western end of East Prussia, and its dependent areas be turned into free cities, which are under the jurisdiction of the League of Nations, but economically included in the Polish customs territory and become Poland's outlet to the sea; The Polish government was responsible for all foreign relations with the Free City of Danzig and provided diplomatic protection to the Danzig people abroad. The Germans lost their German citizenship as a result of the creation of the Free City of Danzig. The Free City of Danzig had its own postage stamps and currency, and had a customs union with Poland.

"This is a very important outlet to the sea, along this river directly to Warsaw, the Vistula River runs through Poland, is one of his water veins, Poland needs a good seaport to develop its economy, and landlocked countries will be greatly restricted." Victor looked at the calm Vistula River and said to Father John.

"But the Germans will not give up willingly, they are like Alsace and Lorraine, which are the dead knot of German-French relations, and will become the dead knot of our relations with Germany." Father John said.

"Britain and France want to divide the Danzig and Polish corridors to us Poland, in the hope that we will become a chain that binds Germany, and if it were not for this chain, how could they be so active in helping us?" "If we don't have an outlet to the sea, and if we don't have the help of Britain and France, we'll be like Hungary or Serbia, forever confined to this little land, unable to develop," Viktor said. Even though we knew it was a bag of poisonous dog food, we had to grit our teeth and swallow it. Unless we can get another outlet to the sea from somewhere else. ”

"Where is it?" The priest asked.

"If you take Ukraine on the right bank, you will have access to the Mediterranean, and as in history, by uniting with Lithuania, you can also get an outlet to the sea in the Baltic Sea that is not too bad." Victor explained.

"But this will certainly offend the Russians, and they will not give up the lands they have usurped in vain, and perhaps a lot of blood will be shed, Amen." Father John said.

"Offend the Germans, they have nothing to do now, but in the future they will want us back. Offend the Russians, they will soon defeat the White Army and go to war with us. So now it's a multiple-choice question, offend Germany, or offend Russia, or both together. Victor said with a little crying and laughing.

"Now that Germany is powerless to resist, it will definitely offend the Germans." Father John said.

The two walked and chatted at the same time.

The next day, the two took a steamer and sailed up the Vistula River to Warsaw.

Victor accompanied Father John to meet with politicians of various parties, and although Victor was inexplicable about these figures, he also had a mixed impression.

"Today is the weekend, and we are going to visit Brigadier General Eduard Reiz Smigvi, a confidant of General Pilsudski, who was taken by Austria-Hungary and imprisoned with General Pilsudski. I'm going to wear a little spirit today. Father John said.

Although compared with the Soviet, German, American, British, French, and Japanese powers, he knew little about the history of Poland in his previous life, but he also focused on Edward Reez Himigvi, the king of Poland.

Eduard Reiz Smigvi, a graduate of the Austro-Hungarian Academy of Fine Arts and the Reserve Academy of Officers (it seems that European art academies often produced some militant talents), participated in World War I as a mid-level officer, and excelled in the Soviet-Polish War. After 1935, he became the de facto dictator of the Second Polish Republic, carved up Czechoslovakia with Germany, and relied on Britain and France to oppose the Soviet Union and Germany, and finally suffered a complete defeat under the two powers, and died in less than three weeks, dying in a secret camp of the Polish Resistance in 1941.

Similarly, from an art student commanding the army and the country, the overall feeling is a miniature version of the mustachioed Hitler, the first half of his career was brilliant and brilliant, and the second half of his life was arrogant and unrealistic, and he ended up with a dead country and a ruined country. Awarded the rank of marshal on November 10, 1936, he engaged in a cult of personality and called himself the second greatest man of our time.

I really don't know who else dares to claim to be the first great man!

When the German-Polish War broke out on September 1, 1939, Smigvi deployed 1.5 million main forces in an offensive posture, but was caught off guard in the face of the German lightning attack, and was quickly divided and surrounded. On 17 September, the Soviets joined the German side to deliver the final blow, and the morale of the troops quickly collapsed, and he and the government fled to Romania the next day. They all resigned, were detained in Romania, and the opposition Władysław Sikorski became prime minister in exile. On October 25, 1940, **** fled to Hungary, and after the outbreak of the Soviet-German war in 1941, he could not stand the accusations of Sikorski and the opposition, gave up the rank of marshal and sneaked back home from Hungary as an ordinary soldier, and joined the underground resistance group on October 30. But he died of a heart attack in less than 5 weeks.

It can be seen that this is a person with the emotional cells of an artist, lacking vision and persistence.