After a morning of deliberations, the self-proclaimed "Troika of Europe" Lynn, Andri, and Courtland agreed on the most important aspects, and the next step was to divide the work and act separately.

Lynn, with Andri's consent, took his subordinate, Alfred Brown, the chief of Central European intelligence of the Intelligence Division of the Imperial Strategic Staff, with his subordinate, in the afternoon. Together, Schar targeted Mank, a former aristocratic officer of the Second German Empire. Feng. Piffil.

Because of this matter decided to bypass Feng. After lunch, Lynn and Schar hired a taxi to leave, and arrived at Pifil's house at two o'clock in five minutes. Somewhat unexpectedly, Baron Pifil neither made his rounds of his factory nor recuperated at home, and the servant informed him that his master had gone out on horseback, and that though he would not go far, the random name of the route could not be fathomed.

Good thing in Sigfred. Feng. Pifil didn't go out to play today, he limped to the door, and said to Lynn embarrassed and lonely, "Thank you for sending me back yesterday, but if there is a next time, please leave me alone!" ”

Lynn smiled lightly, "What? Received a home-style education from Baron Pifil yesterday? Well, about the same as my father...... Savage and violent paternal love! Don't mind, it helps in the growth of young people. ”

Such empathetic words surprised little Pifil: "Oh? Mr. Knatsky, you will also be whipped by your father at home? I can't really see it......"

"That was a long time ago!" Lynn shrugged, "What?" Planning to keep us standing in the doorway and talking? ”

"Uh......" Little Pifil looked very hesitant, he looked at Lynn in embarrassment: "Father said that you belong to that dark world, and you are not allowed to set foot in our house for half a step!" ”

"Really?"

Lynn looked at Schar beside him, and both of them smiled disdainfully. The biggest reason for its darkness is probably that its rapidly rising military power has upset the original equilibrium pattern, thus causing the regimes and people of neighboring countries to have the kind of fear of the devil coming.

"If we had come here today as a mere German, I think your father would have been happy to let us in!" Lynn said.

"This ......" little Pifil scratched his head, but finally made a decision: to give way sideways.

"Your father seems to have put a lot of effort into taking care of the garden!"

Walking in the clean and tidy courtyard, Lynn sighed from the bottom of his heart that Bibi looked at the courtyard where he lived temporarily, both in terms of layout and details, which was obviously a grade lower than the place in front of him.

"It's all a credit to my sister, who is married to a local magistrate and comes back three or four days a week to take care of the yard, and our gardener, Gilmat, is also a very diligent person." When it comes to family matters, little Pifil seems defenseless.

"How many siblings do you have?" Lynn asked in the usual tone of a census taker.

Little Pifil replied quickly, "A sister, an older brother, and a younger brother." The older brother is also married and lives in the capital, Berneill, and the younger brother entered the University of Lausanne last year to study mechanical engineering. ”

As they spoke, the three of them had already entered the house, and the living room was larger than expected, and the layout and furnishings were completely different from the living room of ordinary families - it was more like a unique exhibition hall. On the wall facing the door is a portrait of neither the Kaiser nor the Führer, but a large oil painting depicting the victory in the Franco-Prussian War, featuring Wilhelm I, the founding emperor of the Second German Empire, and Bismarck, the iron-blooded chancellor, in the background of the decisive battle that led to the unification of Germany, the Battle of Sedan.

Lynn and Schar walked to the center of the living room to look at the painting, and when they talk about victory, they naturally think of the great victories of Poland in 1939 and France in 1940, but forget the triple victory of tactics, strategy and politics more than 70 years ago. Thanks to the concerted efforts of the two princes and ministers in this painting, Germany broke through the constraints of its powerful neighbors and achieved unification, and in the following forty years it made rapid economic and industrial progress, creating an era that was actually more glorious than the Third Reich, which was the real golden age of Germany!

"This is one of my father's most cherished paintings, and it is also the most valuable object in this house!" Little Pifair explained, with a kind of ignorant adoration and pride in his words.

Lynn nodded with his hands behind his back, it seems that Baron Pifil has not forgotten the color flowing in his bones, but what he dreams of returning to is not the powerful empire under the 10,000-word banner.

Looking away from the painting, Lynn looked at the rest of the living room, to the left of the painting was a row of staggered open display cases, and on the outermost part were placed many models of ships, their workmanship was quite exquisite, the details were treated first-class, and even the emblem on the bow was vivid.

"Nazai, Helgoland, Osterfrieland, Caesar, King, Hindenburg...... It's the High Seas Fleet! Almost the entire high seas fleet! ”

Schar sighed softly that the army and air force of the Third Reich were unprecedentedly strong, but the navy alone was less than one-third of that of the Second Reich.

Lynn counted thirty-six warships, large and small, and it seemed that they did include the main ships of the High Seas Fleet. Turning his head to look at the cabinet against the other wall, there were equally finely crafted models of biplane and triplanes, their wooden tarpaulin fuselage was very thin compared to the all-metal fighters of this era, but the once glorious Iron Cross emblem on the wings was not to be taken lightly.

Already dazzled by the impressive model here, Lynn turned around and saw a strange-looking tank, the A7V of the Second German Reich, in the crossbar on the fireplace, which still holds a world record for the largest number of passengers.

After a long time, Lynn turned around and asked little Pifil, "Are these made in your factory?" ”

"Yes!" "There is a special model workshop in the factory, where my father used to make the model components himself, and he made each model here with two other old friends, and he also referred to some technical drawings, so the proportions and details are in place." ”

"Those two old friends of his, they must have also served in the German [***] team!" Lynn naturally speculated.

Out of affection or gratitude to Lynn, little Pifil knew all about these problems: "One is the navy and the other is a pilot, and both live in Neiva. The Navy guy had a restaurant and was doing a good business, and the pilot's guy used to drive a taxi but now he has turned to a car repair shop. ”

Lynn nodded incessantly, looking through these models, he saw the persistent beliefs of the older generation of German soldiers, and he already had in his mind the words to persuade Baron Pifil to help, and at the same time, he also came up with a brilliant idea, an idea for the use of the wreck of the "Tirpitz".

In this era when there was no television, Lynn and Schar passed the time among these models, and after almost two hours, von . Baron Pifil had just returned. As soon as he heard the servant's report, he strode to the door of the living room, glared at Lynn and Schar, and said angrily: "I made it very clear yesterday that no one who has anything to do with the Third Reich is welcome here!" ”

In the baron's almost roaring voice, little Pifil stood timidly aside, almost like the unrestrained young man who had been at the racecourse before.

"Your Excellency, my friend and I have come to visit today as ordinary Germans, not to mention...... As you and I all know, the Third Reich has died out with the end of the war, and now Germany is under occupation and has no concept of political power and political axe! ”

Under Lynn's deliberate lowering of his posture, Baron Pifil really put away his toughness just now, pointed to the sofa and said, "Then please sit down!" ”

Lynn and Schar took their seats, and little Pifil still sat timidly like a rabbit next to him, with a rather restrained posture.

Waiting for the servant to serve new coffee and refreshments, Lynn picked up his head and said, "I wonder if the baron has paid attention to the situation in Germany during this time." ”

Speaking of the motherland, Baron Pifil's expression suddenly dimmed: "I have heard about it, basically the same as at the end of the previous war. In fact, no matter whether the war is won or lost, the most painful ones are still ordinary soldiers and civilians! ”

Touching the baron's spleen, Lynn said: "Yes, if we could go back to 1939, we would definitely not support the war, but at this point, we can only find a way to alleviate the suffering of the people, what do you say?" ”

Baron Pifil, who was visibly wary of him, replied coldly, "The best way to alleviate the suffering of the people is to stop waging war, to stop using force." ”

"You're right!" Lynn replied with a straight face, "Our people are now powerless to resist and can only be brutally oppressed by the occupiers, especially in the eastern occupation zone!" ”

This speaking style, which was completely different from Baron Pat's, surprised and puzzled Baron Pifil.

Lynn continued: "We have a secret fund, needless to say, and I think it did stain the blood of the Jews - and although I was not involved in it, I still deeply regret it. My companions and I had several considerations for the use of this money. The first is to find a way to buy large quantities of grain and cotton, and try to ship them to Germany before the cold winter arrives. ”

Hearing this, Baron Pifil nodded slightly.

After making sure that the other party really had a passionate patriotic heart, Lynn's abacus was able to sound, and he said with full feelings: "Food and clothing can only alleviate people's physical pain, and psychological pain and even sinking, Your Excellency should have deeply experienced." Therefore, my second consideration was to buy the wreckage of the Tirpitz, which was lonely in the land of Northern Europe, and make a model out of dismantled scrap steel, so that people can pay tribute to the millions of soldiers and civilians who died during the war. Whether or not we can make a profit, we can donate more money to Germany in the name of this project. ”

(To be continued)