The gardens of the Palais Royale in Brussels were depressed, because spring had not yet arrived, the branches had not yet sprouted, and the snow had bent the branches. Albert sat alone in a small garden pavilion admiring the late winter snow, with a pot of freshly brewed coffee on the table next to him.

"In 1953 there was a rare general strike of workers in East Germany, who opposed the Soviet "occupation forces" and demanded higher wages and better living conditions. The strike, which began on June 17, swept through 500 factories and enterprises over two days, with 300,000 participants. The reason for the workers' strike was simple: starting in May 1953, the workload of the majority of workers in some East German enterprises suddenly increased by 10 percent. The workers, who were already heavy and had a difficult life, are now increasing their workload for no apparent reason, which naturally arouses dissatisfaction. ”

During those two days of strikes, there were as many as 160 demonstrations and demonstrations throughout the GDR, and there were many bloody incidents between workers and police in various places. Fourteen of them were shot dead in the streets by East German police, and dozens more were executed. ”

After that, Stalin felt that East Germany was always a burden, and after World War II, the Soviet Union had not yet recovered from the ashes of the war, but they still had to provide raw materials and food to countries such as East Germany and Poland at low prices. This also made Stalin in his later years begin to think about whether he should sell East Germany to the West and extort a huge amount of money. Albert drank coffee and explained these things to Tianyan, as if he were telling a history that had nothing to do with him.

"Stalin's move was mixed, the good thing was that the Soviet Union threw off a burden, and the bad thing was that the Soviet Union lost a strategic buffer, that is to say, the Soviet Union completely bordered the territory of the West, but according to the strength of the steel torrent at that time, it was not certain who pushed whom." After thoroughly understanding the human mind, Tianyan also began to help Albert analyze some events.

"Yes, that's the point." Albert knocked on the lid of the cup, "Stalin wanted to throw East Germany out, and Beria, the careerist who wanted to succeed him, even more so." But the likelihood that the West is willing to accept their price is extremely small. So I hope that the GDR will rot in the hands of the Soviets and cause them some trouble from time to time. ”

"That's why you're supporting them?"

"If in the end the Soviet Union really got rid of East Germany like Gorbachev, then it was the Soviet Union that suffered." Albert smiled proudly, "Unless Stalin is willing to put a lot of effort into supporting East Germany, they will lose this game of chess no matter how they go." ”

Leipzig, 165 kilometres south of Berlin, is Germany's second largest city, and Goethe once called it Little Paris because of its clean streets, bustling businesses and linden trees. But no amount of the good old days can withstand the post-war depression of the present.

GreenWill and Barlow walked into a small diner where they had met with the leaders of the secret order, and they sat down in their assigned seats, and ordered a smoked herring as agreed.

The waiter quickly brought the food up, but the contact they met still didn't show up, and it was past the agreed time.

"Is this a trap?" Barlow stared around a little nervously, he had studied the layout of the surrounding houses and streets before entering, and it was convenient to evacuate quickly if something happened. However, it seems that the plan cannot catch up with the change, and the person sitting next to him can decide whether to leave or stay at this time.

Barlow watched as Greenwell covered his ear with one hand and said something inexplicable, "Is the situation safe?" He nodded, then added, "Be vigilant." ”

"What are you doing?" Barlow couldn't find the north.

"It's nothing, we don't have to retreat yet, there's no Stasi's secret police around." GreenWill cut a slice of fish with a knife, stuffed it in his mouth and chewed it slowly, "It's just a little salty." ”

Barlow wasn't so relieved, he was even thinking about whether to leave the guy in front of him and run for his life alone.

"Of course there won't be Stasi's secret police around, because this is our secret stronghold." The waiter serving the plate suddenly sat in front of Greenwell just now, and the contact person of the Resistance was not very tall, he looked to be twenty-seven or eighteen years old, which was a few years older than Greenwill, and it was hard to imagine that such a young man would be the mainstay of the Resistance.

"Greenwill, it's a pleasure to meet you." Green graciously reached out his hand.

"You call me Nietzsche, it's just a code name anyway." The other party also reached out and shook Green's hand.

"My name is Barlow." Now that everyone around him has reacted, it is not good for Barlow to remain vigilant all the time.

Perhaps seeing Barlow's doubts, Nietzsche explained a little helplessly, "The vast majority of people like us in the Resistance are young people. The older ones either died on the battlefield or at the hands of the secret police, and they had to be prepared to sacrifice at any time in this line of work. ”

"Let's talk about business, Mr. Nietzsche." Interrupting the sad atmosphere, Green pulled out a list from his pocket and put it in front of Nietzsche, "30 brand new AKM rifles, 14 boxes of ammunition, a total of 2,800 rounds." 10 submachine guns, 400 rounds of ammunition, in two boxes. 5 RPG rocket launchers and 10 rockets. 5 107mm rockets with built-in manuals. One SVD sniper rifle with 20 rounds. ”

At this point, Green paused, and then leaned in front of Nietzsche and whispered, "Including the head of Stacy's secret police, Vehelen Zeisel's itinerary, it's all there." ”

"So where is the weapon now? Don't forget that you two came empty-handed. "It is undeniable that Nietzsche was tempted. This level of equipment is more than enough to fight guerrilla warfare in the mountains of Germany, let alone to launch an attack.

"In an abandoned house on the outskirts of Leipzig, you can ask your people to go to that place and pay me cash as soon as it's confirmed, yes, I only accept dollars. And this batch of goods is also sold at a cheap price, I don't think you will break your word. ”

"Of course, when it comes to friends, Germans always keep their word. But I'm more curious about how you managed to smuggle such a large amount of arms into East Germany, which is the most heavily inspected place in Europe. "Nietzsche became interested in Green's channel.

Green smiled and said softly, "Secret." ”

In this delicate atmosphere, Green and Barlow finished their portion of the smoked herring, and when Green wiped his mouth with a tissue, a man with a suitcase walked up to Nietzsche and whispered something in his ear.

Nietzsche's solemn expression instantly became relaxed, he exhaled softly, smiled and said, "Gentlemen, you are really very trustworthy. This is our payment, please take an inventory. ”

Nietzsche opened the suitcase, but instead of the stacks of dollar bills that Barlow had expected, there was only a small black bag. It doesn't look like it at all

"What's going on?" Barlow frowned, "What about the dollar?" ”

"Sorry, we can't afford to pay for dollars, but we can pay for diamonds." Nietzsche opened the pouch, and dozens of delicate diamonds were displayed in front of them.

Diamonds, Barlow flashed a hint of displeasure, this thing is difficult to get rid of even on the black market, each one has to be faked for its origin, far more difficult than laundering-black-money.

In fact, they can't blame them, the environment of the secret resistance group is indeed much more miserable, the mark in the Soviet occupation zone has become waste paper, the little gold left in the bank is also in the hands of the Soviets, and the rest of the jewelry cannot be sold, so they can only pay with these things.

"Okay, I accept." Green smiled, picked up the small bag and stuffed it into his pocket, "After all, a suitcase is more money than a small bag of diamonds, and the latter is obviously a little more convenient to carry, happy to work with, Mr. Nietzsche." ”

Seeing that Green accepted the diamond, Nietzsche's originally hanging heart also relaxed, and replied, "Happy cooperation." ”

Just as Green's words fell, he heard a deep voice in the bone intercom that was stuffed into his ear, and it brought him not very good news.

"A group of secret police are coming towards you!"