Mank. Feng. Without saying a word, Pifil stood up and paced his living room full of models with his hands behind his back, his gaze scanning the miniature, non-lethal and destructive warships, planes, and chariots, and finally landing on the large oil painting of The Battle of Sedan.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in the summer of 1914, I was full of longing to accept the Emperor's conscription and became a glorious cavalryman of the Guards. I was so proud to be able to wear that uniform, and I thought I was fighting a war for the benefit of my country, but it wasn't until the cold of 1918, when the news of the armistice came that I heard the harsh terms, and I realized that war is not the glory of soldiers, because no one can guarantee eternal victory. Those who died on the battlefield can leave this world without worry, but leave their sad and difficult lives to their families, to those innocent and pitiful women and children, who have fulfilled their mission as soldiers, but abandoned their responsibilities as husbands, fathers and sons...... Is it worth it? ”

In the end, every word of these words made Lynn's heart tremble.

Is it worth it?

This is a heavy question.

"If the truth is as you say, sir, I will not hesitate to lend a helping hand to my fellow citizens in distress, even if it is to sell my possessions. But I fear, fear that after helping them through the difficulties, Germany will embark on the path of revenge, repeating the trajectory of rise, prosperity, war, and decline. If that were the case, I would rather they continue to live in poverty, even if a small number of people die of hunger and cold, and even better if they are caught up in the war and suffered! ”

The content and tone of the baron's words were as hard and resolute as steel, and every one and every bit was contrary to the Führer's call and the ideas he believed in, and Lynn was full of shock, and at this time he finally knew that the old spy Baron Pat would be here to touch the ashes.

"Now, sir, are you sure that what you have just said will continue?" The baron turned to stare at Lynn.

I didn't feel afraid for a long time, but Lynn wanted to avoid the gaze under the pressure of the other party's momentum, and even wanted to choose to give up. At this juncture of the peak, he held on with firm faith, got up from the sofa with a calm expression, and looked away from Feng. Baron Pifil's face turned to the oil painting.

"Every nation has its own surname, whether it is elegant, or aggressive, or greedy, or simple, or romantic, or conservative, all of which have gradually taken shape in the long course of historical changes, and it is not possible to change them overnight. How many years have we been pursuing unity and prosperity? Lord Baron. How would you feel if I told you that Germany was about to be divided, a division that had been cut from the heart into two sovereign states with their own reading powers? ”

After the defeat in the last war, Germany lost all of its overseas colonies and a considerable part of its territory, and now it is occupied by the United States, the Soviet Union, Britain and France, and the situation does not seem to be much worse, but hearing Lynn's words, Baron Pifil was so surprised that he was speechless for a long time. If there is a split, it will be the opposite of the scene in front of me.

Now that he has come up with a killer plan, Lynn took advantage of the situation and pursued: "This is not alarmist, but the allies have predetermined it during this year's Potsdam Conference." The area occupied by the United States, Britain and France will in a few years become West Germany, a Western-style country with a boiled system; The area occupied by the Soviet Union will also become East Germany in a few years, a Soviet-style state. This colleague next to me is an expert in intelligence, and he has more say in this than I do! ”

Alfred. Schar didn't speak, but just got up, and when Baron Pifil turned his head to look at him, he nodded grimly.

After a long time, Baron Pifil finally highlighted a few words: "This is terrible!" ”

Reversing the momentum, Lynn became more and more smooth: "Sometimes war is not something that can be avoided by someone retracting a decision. From a historical point of view, if Germany had not ventured to annex the Sudetenland in 1938, and had not occupied the Czech Republic, administered Slovakia, and merged with Germany and Austria, it would not have been possible to invade Poland in 1939, let alone defeat Western Europe in 1940 and attack the Soviet Union in 1941. ”

Baron Pifil didn't speak, just silently watched Lynn wait for an answer.

"There's a chance that, at least 80 percent, we're doing what the Poles did in 1939 – resisting the invasion! Or, if you're lucky, you're only threatened with an invasion, or you're even more unlucky, and the whole territory is overrun by the enemy, as it is now. Lynn waved her arms out of thin air, not much, but enough to show the emotional intensity of her opinion.

Baron Pifil's face finally turned as cold and gray as he had first seen Lynn and the others sitting in his house, and he murmured, "You mean...... Soviet offensive? ”

"If you find this statement difficult to accept, it can be understood by the forced unity of ideology." Lynn added in a down-to-earth tone.

The baron took a heavy breath, straightened up his waist that was almost bent just now, and raised his head slightly: "What you said is only hypothetical after all, the reality is that we provoked the war and are now receiving the punishment of defeat. ”

"You have said a lot, it is no longer important what happened in the past, what matters is how we can reduce the damage caused to the civilians by the defeat of the war, and as for whether Germany will become strong again in the future, this may be a historical law that no one can change, and if we are all alive by then, we must work hard to avoid another war!"

In this seemingly righteous sentence, Lynn once again moved to steal the concept, but Baron Pifil's thinking has already entered the game, and he will not think of it so far-reaching at all.

Baron Pifil was silent again for several minutes, Lynn and Schar each drank a cup of coffee, and little Pifil summoned the servants to renew it. It wasn't until after the servant had gone that the baron finally sat down.

"Okay, tell me about your specific ideas."

As soon as these words came out, Lynn knew that there was a play, but this kind of cooperation was not something that could be passed by fooling around for a while. He said cautiously: "Now that the Allies in the East and West are monitoring the financial flows throughout Europe, it is difficult for us to use a large amount of money in this situation, so we must find a suitable cover. With all these factors in mind, we would like to secretly inject money from your company, and then take advantage of the opportunity for Erikon to seek outside cooperation to take ownership of it, so as to influence the decision of the Swiss arms company to buy the ownership of the wreck of the 'Tirpitz', and then your company will make a model from the metal parts cut from this ship, and the sales prospects should be very good, and then we can justify the funds to operate, donate profits, and return to Germany for investment. This still seems to be a slightly larger stream in terms of influence, but more streams can also nourish a large area of land. ”

"Ericon? The military-industrial complex that manufactures machine guns? The baron was surprised and said, "Then it will take at least ten million Swiss francs!" (In 1945 the Swiss franc was trading at roughly 17.6:1 against the pound) "You don't have to worry about the funds, we can take care of the procedures needed to inject capital, and use the clause that partners and immediate family members do not have to pay taxes on legacies and gifts, but when we negotiate with Ericon, you have to do it!" Lynn replied.

Baron Pifil thought for a moment and asked rhetorically: "Once the funds are in the name of my business, my right to possess them will be protected by law, can you rest assured?" ”

Lynn looked at little Pifil with a smile and said, "With your personality and conduct, of course we can rest assured!" ”

Thinking that he hadn't smoked for a long time, Baron Pifil didn't carry it with him, nor did he keep it in the living room, so he said "I'm sorry" and got up and left, and only came back a few minutes later with a small wooden box, and opened it directly, and divided the cigar inside into two for Lynn and Schar.

Cigars are good cigars, and Lynn finds Baron Pifil's move amusing: it seems that even old and spicy people will have times when they are hesitant.

Smoking his cigar, the baron stared at "The Battle of Sedan" in a daze, as if he could see from this oil painting his heroic posture when he fought bravely on the battlefield in the past, and remembered the heroic spirit of the past.

"He's quit smoking for years!" Little Pifil "betrayed" Lynn's dad on the sidelines.

Lynn smiled and nodded, and could tell that the baron was making the hardest choice.

After a long while, Baron Pifil turned his back and asked, "Two gentlemen, can I think about this matter for a few more days?" I'd love to be able to discuss it with my old friends – if you don't mind! ”

"Of course, I believe that His Excellency's friends also have a sincere patriotic heart and are able to keep this vital secret!" Lynn took Schar to get up, then looked at little Pifil and said: "By the way, Your Excellency Baron, Siegfred and I are also like-minded, he is eager to prove himself in a certain aspect, but just listening and watching can't make a big deal, we might as well give him some opportunities to exercise this time, I believe that in a little time, Siegfred will also become a successful entrepreneur." ”

Little Pifil was overjoyed to hear this, but the baron said calmly and deeply, "My son has his own way of training, and Sir need not worry too much. ”

"Well, we'll come back in three days, and I hope your Excellency will give us good news by then." Lynn bowed in gentlemanly manners, and walked out of the room with Schar.

After getting into the car, Schar couldn't wait to ask, "Sir, the key issues you just mentioned are not in our plan, are you preparing to adjust the plan?" ”

Lynn smiled and shook her head: "No plan is perfect as soon as it comes out, but if you think that I changed my plan to cater to this old aristocratic officer, then it is too much to underestimate my determination." No matter how we adjust, we always have one goal. ”

Schar nodded thoughtfully, still not understanding why Lynn had chosen him to accompany him today.

(To be continued)