Chapter Seventy-One: Their Land, Their Blood

(5,000 words chapter)

Albert left the Taleste Heavy Weapons Arsenal and did not return directly to Brussels City Hall, in fact, with the presence of Charlie Theodore, the temporary regent, there was no need for the young Albert to roll up his sleeves and go into battle. Nor did he return to the Royal Palace in Brussels, which for Albert was more like a giant cage.

Brussels is so big, he wants to go out and see it alone, it's been almost a year here, Albert hasn't seen the scenery of Brussels properly. In her previous life, when she was a Chen Mu, she liked a girl who played the violin, and she said that her greatest wish was to visit the Belgian Museum of Musical Instruments, a baroque building with a collection of 1,500 musical instruments, which was also designed by the famous designer Paul Saint-Tenai. He could vaguely remember the shallow smile on the girl's face when she talked about Brussels.

Of course, the girl didn't stay with Chen Mu later, after all, he had no height, no looks, and no money, and although he became the most powerful crown prince of Belgium after being reborn, the person he liked at the beginning was long gone.

"People have to look forward, what's the point of staring at the past. You see that you now have a good skin and Xuan He's net worth, don't you have to worry about finding a girlfriend? Now that the eye of the sky is no longer satisfied with communicating with Albert on a mental level, he has even begun to project on Albert's retina, presenting an image around Albert that only he can see.

"When did you learn to comfort others?" Tianyan replied to him angrily, if this bastard didn't casually peek into his innermost ** and memories, Albert would really regard Tianyan as a good partner. But Tianyan is right, the Belgian royal family is really a family with excellent blood, and there has never been a royal family member with crooked melons and cracked dates.

"When our hosts are emotionally hit and become depressed, we, as hosts, also have to solve their problems and prevent the host from doing anything harmful to themselves because of temporary emotional problems." Tianyan's answer is quite straightforward.

"Thanks, but I don't need to, you can play on your own." As the two walked while bickering, Albert stopped in front of a café. He glanced at the white swan with wings flying above his head at the door, smiled, pushed open the door and walked in.

The Belgian Swan Café was once the place where Marx and Engels, the teachers of the proletarian revolution, lived and worked, and some tourists visited this place every day with the mentality of pilgrimage.

"The former home effect of celebrities can always bring huge economic benefits to people, I wonder what Marx, as a revolutionary teacher, would think when he knew that he could bring so many benefits to capitalists after his death." Albert was a little emotional, and the place where Marx was used as an advertisement was so overcrowded.

"Of course, you can also ignore these idle tourists, the latte here is actually quite good." Albert was seated by one person at a table for two, and he motioned for Albert to sit across from him.

Without hesitation, Albert pulled out a chair and sat down, then said to the waiter, "A cappuccino, thank you." ”

Then he turned his head to look at the man in sunglasses and a black top hat, with a ridiculous fake beard on his face, Albert almost laughed, but he still pretended to be serious and said, "Don't you feel a little sorry that you missed your funeral?" ”

The man who was intently looking at the newspaper heard what Albert said, put down the newspaper in his hand, took a sip of coffee and said slowly, "What a pity, I watched myself buried, what an ironic black humor." Ever since I agreed to join your plan and acted in this scene with you, I haven't thought about my life or death. After all, I could die in a place where no one knows about it, or wait until Belgium truly becomes a super-empire before revealing my identity to the world. ”

"I'm so sorry, I've had to work hard for you all these years." Albert lowered his head, his eyes red.

The man waved his hand and said lightly, "If Belgium is in my hands, then it will always be a country that follows the rules, looking at the faces of the big countries around it, and one day when a big country is unhappy and slaps us, it will welcome us with a smile." Our people may live in a stable environment, but they don't know that these peace is all bought by our royal family with dignity and grovel. It's going to be a bumpy road, but Belgium may impress their opponents in the future, and start all over again after losing. ”

"I never thought your plans would be so big, and to be honest, Albert, if you had told me this secret before the crown prince was chosen, you would have become the new crown prince long ago." The man in sunglasses smiled slightly.

"But to complete this plan, there must be a trustworthy person who will give him the part of the secret operation in the plan, this person cannot be an outsider, and can only choose the closest person to him. And no matter how hidden this closest person is, it will still make people find some clues. "But no one would think of investigating a dead man, whose identity made him better at some kind of black op." ”

"I know your good intentions, this is not my death in exchange for Belgian military aid, it is still very cost-effective." The man grinned, as if it was the most proud thing he had ever done.

"Some of the paramilitary operatives of the Belgian Strategic Resources Cooperation have been planted in the United States, and some in San Juan, Puerto Rico, where they are preparing to break into the Puerto Rican Independence Party and promote the liberation movement in Puerto Rico. The secret resistance organizations in East Germany also have people from our intelligence organizations, the first batch of Chinese intelligence agents of the Belgian Chaoyang intelligence organization have also gone to Southeast Asia and East Asia to carry out operations, in the Congo, the branch of the Belgian Strategic Resources Cooperation Company has also been established, and the mafia families who moved to the Congo have gradually infiltrated the entire colony, and even developed into the surrounding areas. You have the right to mobilize resources from the intelligence services, strategic resource cooperatives, and mafia families, and they will unconditionally support your operations. ”

"To be exact, it's just our unconditional support for your plan." If he hadn't read Albert's entire plan before, he would never have imagined that these unrelated events could become such a huge conspiracy.

"By the way, I have also sent a small elite team of Belgian special air crews as your escort team, who can protect you from some extremely dangerous situations, these people are trained in secret bases, and the weapons are futuristic technology obtained from the Holy Grail."

The man in front of Albert was the only one who had seen the secret of the Holy Grail, which is why he was willing to become a pawn of Albert.

Hearing Albert use the contents of the Holy Grail, he frowned, put down the newspaper and whispered, "Aren't you afraid that those secrets will leak out and be copied?" You know, no matter which country looks at these things, it will be red-eyed. ”

"They also have to have the ability to develop it, just in the CNC area, no country has a super processor with a floating point speed of 55.86 petaflops per second, even if they are given 50 years to catch up, it is not possible to make up the gap."

"But we in Belgium can't develop it either." The man took another sip of his coffee and struck Albert.

However, even if it is his closest relative, he still has a hand, and the secret of the three-dimensional space printing system has always been known only to him and Tianyan, as long as the printing system can be used, there is nothing in this world that Albert can't produce.

"So we want Belgium to be a world leader in nuclear weapons, especially in civilian nuclear technology, and the Americans promised that people in the Belgian government could be senior members of the International Atomic Energy Agency, so I think this is an opportunity."

"I really didn't expect you to be ready to infiltrate the International Atomic Energy Organization, are there any secrets I don't know?" The man sighed.

"Of course, I can tell you that the plan you have is just the tip of the iceberg of the whole big plan." Albert said this sentence and immediately stunned the man.

"You're saying it's only a third of a plan this magnitude? And what about the other two-thirds? What kind of conspiracy is it? The man couldn't wait to ask three questions.

"Because the plan in your hand is only a third of the way it will be completed, and the remaining two-thirds may take decades to execute, provided that we see the end of this vast conspiracy on the day we return." Albert had finished drinking the cappuccino in front of him, and he wiped his mouth lightly with a tissue and prepared to get up and leave.

"As the price of knowing the secret, you pay for this cup of coffee. Rest assured, when you have completed this third, you will know the remaining two-thirds of the plan. ”

"The price of this secret is really low." The man muttered to himself.

"You have to take care, I will borrow this throne from you, and when the plan is completed, I hope to see you alive again." Albert left the words behind and did not look back.

"We all have to live well, don't we?" The strange man picked up his coffee and drank it down. He muttered to himself as he looked at a new face in the mirror that he didn't even recognize.

Albert pushed open the door and walked out of the Swan Café, he looked back at the stunned man sitting by the window, and whispered, "Maybe in the future, after the earth-shaking changes, who would have thought that the plan originated in this little café?" ”

"When Engels was working here and writing Capital, he never imagined that his writings would become a spark and a proletarian revolution that swept half of Europe." The Eye of Heaven always jumped out on time at some point to pick up Albert's words.

"I'm worried about you right now, will you be able to control the big picture as the plan progresses? After all, this is not your original ideal. The plan is getting bigger and bigger, can you support it alone? ”

"I have put down the rights, I have handed over the secret operation part of the plan to him, Barlow and the Krobo family are fully responsible, and I am only responsible for the part of the conspiracy against the international situation. Only by combining odd and positive can there be miraculous results. ”

"Well, I must now go back to see my father, Leopold III. After all, he did not have a good time after Baudouin's death. Albert was about to go home, but it was getting late, and he had not been home for a long time, and he had stepped into the Royal Palace of Brussels.

It was still the same restaurant where Baudouin had a good conversation, but at this time only Leopold III was sitting alone, expressionless and stunned.

"Father." Albert shouted softly, he did not dare to raise his voice to alarm the decrepit old man in front of him.

Leopold III came back to his senses, saw Albert beside him, and tried to squeeze a smile at him, "Oh, it's Albert, come on, sit down, we haven't been together for a long time since you were injured and in the hospital last time." ”

"I'm sorry, father, but I wasn't good enough to protect my brother." Albert carefully observed his father's expression, feigning choked up and showing a sad expression.

Leopold III waved his hand, the wrinkles on his face seemed to be even more than before, he lost his father in his youth, his wife in middle age, and his son in his old age, and Leopold III encountered the three major tragedies in his life, but he still persuaded Albert with relief, "My child, this is none of your business, don't blame yourself too much." ”

Albert nodded, and just as he was about to say something, Leopold III suddenly asked, "I just want to know how things are going to be, my child, you won't refuse my poor request from a father." I know very well what kind of person Baudouin is, and I am sure that my son would not do such a thing. ”

"That's just the way it is, father. I hope you accept the reality. Albert patted Leopold III on the shoulder in fear, hoping that he would accept this fact.

"Then why did you first think of going to the U.S. government instead of helping to investigate the cause of your brother's death? Why was it that you were protected by paramilitary operatives everywhere you went before, but you didn't prepare anything for this trip to the United States? ”

"Unlike your sister Josephine Charlotte, who acted on her will, I am deeply suspicious of these irregularities in this incident." Leopold III began to be aggressive.

"Can't you hide it?" Albert sighed, and sure enough, as he had prepared for the worst, Leopold III did not believe his account at all.

"Yes, the so-called truth is not at all what the US official says." Albert said solemnly, "Actually, the guy who killed his brother Baudouin was not a burglar at all, they were agents of the Soviet Ministry of State Security. ”

"Agent of the Ministry of State Security, you can really talk nonsense." Tianyan turned on the taunt function again, "I didn't expect you to lie and set a set." ”

"Bastard." Leopold III slapped the table hard, "It's these damn Soviets again, they almost took your life in the first place, and now they killed your brother!" ”

"Originally, the plan of the agents was to assassinate me, but they didn't expect Baudouin to appear in their sight first, they shot Baudouin first, and the commotion in the room caught the attention of the security personnel, and then the security personnel who appeared later shot them dead." Once again, the Soviets were innocently shot in Albert's mouth.

"Tell me, then why would you make a deal with the Americans? Why didn't you tell me? Leopold III was furious at this time.

"Because the Soviet ambassador to the United States found the Americans, and a secret deal was made between them. The Soviets let the Americans tamper with the results of the investigation, and threatened me that if I dared to speak out, I would end up like Baudouin, and that under pressure from the United States and the Soviet Union, I had to accept the nonsense of the Americans, so the weak-hearted Americans would support us with some of the armaments and materials as compensation. ”

"I don't need these compensations." Leopold III swept the plate from the table to the ground, and he stood up and paced back and forth, waving his fist and roaring, "I just need to find the murderer of my son, and then dismantle him in pieces." ”

Anger can make people lose their minds, and Leopold III was a runaway lion at this time. Albert was very worried that he would suddenly order an attack on the Soviet Union at this time, so that Belgium would really step into the point of no return, so he quickly persuaded, "My father, I feel as sorry for my brother's death as you do, but the other side is two superpowers, and Belgium will hit a stone with an egg even if it gathers all its forces." We have written down this account, and it will not be too late to start when Belgium really has the strength to compete with the United States and the Soviet Union. ”

Albert hugged the out-of-control Leopold III tightly, "There is an old Chinese saying that it is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge." If you really want revenge instead of dying, you must endure it now. Did my father want everyone to be displaced in Belgium because of the war? ”

Leopold III seemed to have exhausted all his strength in an instant, he collapsed to the ground weakly, muttering to himself with empty eyes, "Yes, after all, Belgium is just a small country, and Belgium is not qualified to challenge a big country at all!" Alas, if you want to blame me, it's useless. ”

Leopold III, with his hands over his face, sat on the ground and whimpered in a low voice. Albert turned his head, unable to bear to see this.

"Father, I swear to you that Belgium will never experience such a thing again, and that what the Soviets and the Americans did, I will give them back in the future, with their land, with their blood." Albert gritted his teeth, his impassioned expression almost convincing himself of the lie.

Only Tianyan still muttered untimely in a whisper, "It's really worthy of being an actor." ”

(The first volume of foreshadowing ends, followed by the war high-tide of the 1950s)