Alfanasi. Mikhailnovich was an ordinary cartographer at the Tula factory, and until November 1917 his life could be said to be restless, although the cartographer's salary was not particularly high, but as the only son in the family, he could receive financial support from his father, so he could marry a beautiful wife, buy a small farm outside the city, and at the beginning of 1918 he would have a lovely son or daughter.

All in all, Alfanasy was very satisfied with life, and even when the clouds of war hung over the whole of Russia, he was a happy optimist. However, all this took a turn for the worse in November.

First of all, his old father, who had been financing him, was arrested and imprisoned on charges of designing weapons for the bourgeois enemies with the intention of subverting the people's power.

This bolt of light almost didn't scare Alfanathi, and he knew what the old man had been busy with in the past few months, nothing more than to help Federov design a new weapon, which was said to be groundbreaking, and if successful, would open a new chapter in light weapons.

Alfanasi had no interest in making history or making a name for himself or anything, otherwise he wouldn't be just a cartographer as the son of a small arms expert. However, he is still very supportive of the old man's work. Because of the very good remuneration offered by NORINCO, the company, which he had never heard of, seemed to be a big tycoon, waving a checkbook across the Volga River and stimulating the nerves of the designers with a lot of money.

If nothing else, Alfanasy will soon be able to buy the car he has been dreaming of, and he has always wanted to get to and from work - that is, the smelly mare. Swap for a car.

But who would have thought. Suddenly the situation has changed? The workers' Red Guards arrested the old man without saying anything. After a simple and brutal interrogation, it was convicted of a counter-revolutionary felony, and if nothing else, the sentence was soon pronounced, and it was likely that he would be sentenced to hard labor or exile.

This blow was too great for Alfanosi, who constantly tried to appeal to the workers' pickets and the Cheka, whose old man was nothing more than a skilled man, who had never cared about politics, and who was not determined to serve the bourgeoisie, much less to get along with the proletariat. If it is a sin to design new weapons, they can stop immediately.

But it's useless to let him break his mouth. Even the workers' pickets and the Cheka simply did not have the patience to listen to his cries. Either he will be blown away, or he will be intimidated. All in all, everything has been decided and there is no return.

If it had only been this blow, Alfanosi would not have collapsed, but he would have been devastated, and one morning a group of vicious peasants broke into his small farm and announced in public that all the property of him, the lackey of the bourgeoisie, had been confiscated. The Soviets of Engineer Deputies ordered him and his wife to leave the farm at once and not to take anything of value with them.

In the midst of heavy snowfall. Alfanosi was driven out of his home with his wife, and the only thing he could take with him was a suitcase of clothes and a little ration, and his house, his farmland, and the stinking mare that he had not looked down upon before, belonged to him anymore.

At that moment, Alfanosi felt that the sky was falling, and he hugged his wife, who was pregnant with Rokka, and he didn't know where to go and how to deal with this sudden disaster. All in all, he was about to break down, and in the end, it was his wife who bravely took up the burden and brought the poor creature back to her mother's house.

In the words of his wife: "Our family is not bourgeois, my father and brother are just ordinary technicians, and the Bolsheviks should not be exterminated ......"

Alfarsino's father-in-law and eldest brother were good, and expressed great sympathy for his family's plight, and generously accepted the two of them. At that time, Alfacino finally saw a little hope, but what he didn't expect was that this hope would soon turn into a bubble.

Not long after he settled down in his father-in-law's house, his father-in-law and his eldest brother were reported on the grounds that they were family members of the bourgeoisie, enemies of the proletariat, and must be suppressed. Soon, the jobs of the old man and the eldest brother were smashed, and no factory would employ the bourgeoisie or anyone associated with the bourgeoisie.

This blow was fatal, and without a job, in what is now Russia, it is tantamount to losing hope of survival. Alfanosi didn't understand, what did their family do wrong? Did you kill people and set fires, or did you bully men and women? Why treat them so cruelly?

Didn't they get every penny of their own labor? Is this also a sin? Is it only the work of hard work or coolie that is glorious, great, reasonable and legitimate?

Alfanosi thought about it for a day, the whole person was in a trance, his mind was a mess, and more importantly, he had a large amount of fire in his heart, as long as there was a spark, he would explode.

Soon, the spark came, and the day before Li Xiaofeng arrived in Tula, the workers' pickets visited him again and gave him the fatal bad news that his father's sentence had been handed down, and he would be shot in public the day after tomorrow.

Shot!

At that time, Alfanosi was stupid, and the worst scenario he had ever considered was that the old man would be exiled to Siberia as a savage, and he never imagined that it would be a death sentence. He doesn't understand, isn't it just to serve the bourgeoisie? Sin does not lead to death! Back then, Lenin, Trotsky and others openly rebelled, and the tsar did not kill them, that is, they were exiled. Rebellion is not a crime to death, so how can such a big thing be executed?

At that time, Alfanosi broke out, and he tried to rush up to the workers' pickets to theorize, but the result was that he received a punch and kick, and if it weren't for the desperate protection of his uncle and father-in-law, I am afraid that he would have returned to the west earlier than the old man.

The pain and cruel reality made Alfanosi desperate, he could not see any hope, and felt that there was no justice in this world. He felt that life was a kind of suffering. For a split second he thought of death.

Yes. Alfa Nosi has never been a strong-willed person, life has always been smooth sailing, he has no experience in dealing with the current situation, and he does not know how to deal with setbacks and failures. So, in his confusion, he was ready to choose the most extreme means to end this miserable world - he thought of suicide.

Anyway, that night, he was so full of thoughts about how to end up with himself that when he got up the next day, he was in a trance. A person in a trance is like sleepwalking, like a robot doing things on instinct.

And Alvanosi's biggest instinct over the years is to go to work. He completely forgot that he had been fired from the Tula factory, and like the walking dead, he wandered in the direction of the Tula factory.

Everything seemed to be the same as when he used to go to work, except that, due to the chaos of these days, the management of the Tula factory was in shambles, and the guards at the gate had either slipped away or wandered, and no one noticed that another guy who was almost sleepwalking had broken in.

So, when Alvanossi ended sleepwalking. When he regained consciousness, even he was stunned - and I just came in. It's over!

True, Alvanosi was frightened, and he remembered the warning given to him by the workers' Red Guards when he was expelled - the counter-revolutionaries must not approach the military strongholds, otherwise they will be killed on the spot!

Suddenly, Alfanosi panicked, and he looked left and right like a thief, and he really looked like a suspicious person. In fact, if he is not so obscene, the more nervous he is, the more sneaky he is, the more likely he is to have an accident.

Sure enough, he was soon discovered by the patrolling workers' Red Guards, and a suspicious element like him was too eye-catching.

"Stop, what are you!"

This angry shout startled Alfanosi, and immediately remembered the fact that he was beaten up yesterday, when he was beaten just in protest, and now I am afraid that the yellow mud has fallen into the crotch of his pants, not but!

The frightened Alfanosi was like a frightened rabbit, turning around and running, in fact, he didn't need to be so nervous at all, although the tone of the other party's speech was not very good, but it was really just a routine, if you were you, you saw a sneaky stranger at your job, I am afraid that you will also roar.

In this case, the most wrong thing to do is to run, which will only make people subconsciously think that you have bad intentions. Therefore, after the workers' Red Guards looked at each other, they immediately followed with a shout, and even a few nervous Red Guards opened fire directly.

Frightened, Alfanosi panicked and rushed into the arsenal, which was also his luck, it happened to be the morning meal, and the Red Guards guarding the arsenal collectively slipped out of the temple to pay respects to the five internal organs, so there was no one. If it had been a little earlier or later, I am afraid that Alfanosi would have been shot indiscriminately and killed.

Of course, these are not the main points, the point is what to do with Alfanosi in the face of this extremely unfavorable situation. Because he was left with so few options, it would be difficult for him to clear his name by raising his hands and surrendering, and given that his father was a counter-revolutionary, it was very likely that he would also be sentenced to death.

Although Alpha Nosi had thought about suicide before, it was just a thought, and for all those who were not strong-willed, a thought would arise every minute, and they would never carry it out.

The same is true of Alpha Nosi now, when he faces the threat of death, that sense of fear immediately arouses his sense of survival, he doesn't want to die, he doesn't want to die at all. So in the face of the relentless pursuit of the workers' Red Guards, he was forced to be anxious and could only choose to break the net, "Don't come here, take a step closer, and I will pull the grenade!" ”

Seeing Alvanosi trembling and holding a grenade, and a few steps away from him were boxes of high explosives, no matter who he was, he would be nervous and afraid, even the workers' Red Guards, who boasted that they were not afraid of death and were willing to sacrifice their lives for the revolution.

In an instant, they stopped, and even immediately took a few steps back, signaling that they had no malicious intent: "Hey, buddy, don't be nervous, we're just routine, put down the grenade, and everything is fine!" ”

However, the current mental state of Alfanosi is really unstable, and the various encounters in the past few days have made him angry, and the fierce escape just now has made his brain lack oxygen, and he immediately went crazy: "Get out of the gang for me, get out of the gang immediately!" Don't try to lie to me anymore! Hurry up and get out. Otherwise, I'll ...... at once," he said, trembling and about to pull the arquebus.

This action frightened several Red Guards almost into disarray. They no longer dared to provoke Alphanosi. Slowly exiting the arsenal, he shouted through the gate: "Hey, man, don't mess around, there are hundreds of tons of explosives in it, enough to send the entire Tula factory to the sky!" ”

In fact, they shouted these words superfluously, and at this time Alfanosi had already entered a state of mental trance. He knew that he had already run into a catastrophe, that his father had designed a weapon and that he had been beaten as a counter-revolutionary, and that he was threatening to blow up the arsenal, would that not be even more counter-revolutionary than a counter-revolutionary?

At that time, his mind was a mess, and there was only one thought that came and went - today, I am dead no matter what, I am dead, I am dead!

So no matter what was shouted outside, Alfanosi didn't listen. Actually, at this time. If a bold man rushes in, three punches and two kicks will put the kid lying down. It's a pity that no one has such guts, after all, hundreds of tons of explosives are no joke. If this is blown up, who is responsible? Even if no one is held accountable, his own life will be gone!

"How's it going inside!"

When Minzhensky arrived at the scene, the situation did not change, the workers' Red Guards surrounded the arsenal, but no one dared to break in, and could only shout to Alfanosi through the gate, coercing and inducing the boy to surrender, but received little response.

"The prisoners are hiding in the arsenal, not allowing us to get close, and threatening to blow up the arsenal!"

"What?! I'm @#¥%......"

As mentioned earlier, Minzhensky did not know what was going on at the Tula plant, he was just hiding from a certain immortal under this guise and asking Petrograd for help by the way. Now as soon as he heard that the matter was so big, he subconsciously took three steps back.

"It's all arms?" He stammered.

What else can it be if it's not arms? The captain of the workers' Red Guards, who introduced the situation at the scene, looked at him speechlessly, and was very speechless about this strange question. However, Minzhensky is a superior after all, and even if he is unreliable, he can only show respect.

"This room is loaded with hundreds of tons of ammunition, including two hundred tons of high explosives, which is powerful enough to completely destroy all buildings within a radius of one mile......"

As soon as he heard this, Minzhensky was so frightened that he wanted to retreat unconsciously, but fortunately he quickly reacted, he was the leader, and if he behaved too timidly, it seemed that the impact would be very bad.

"How could this happen!" Minzhensky asked angrily, "How could we allow counter-revolutionaries to break into our arsenal, do you know what a serious mistake this is!" What about the guards of the arsenal? I'm going to deal with them right away! This is dereliction of duty!! ”

The captain of the workers' Red Guards was speechless for a while, so to speak, although he was also very angry that the Red Guards on duty rushed out of the city to eat and drink, which was indeed a great mistake. However, the immediate priority is to resolve the crisis, not deal with those bastards. Otherwise, it's putting the cart before the horse.

"I have locked them up," he replied, "but, Comrade Vycheslav, the most important thing for the time being is a peaceful solution to the crisis, and the problems of those people can be slowly pursued in the future......

Minrinsky didn't like to hear this, not because he didn't think the captain was right, but because he didn't know how to solve the crisis, and the sooner the responsibility was cleared, the better, and he didn't want his political future to be ruined by a few drunks.

"Well, you stay and deal with the crisis!" Minzhensky ordered, "I'm going to hold those bastards accountable, it's a bad thing and it must be dealt with seriously...... Well, that's it! ”

Minzhensky patted his ass and flashed, the captain was so depressed that he almost vomited blood, everyone knows that it is difficult to deal with the current crisis, and it is simple to deal with a few drunks, at this time, Minzhensky, the superior leader, should play a leading role and personally deal with the most difficult things. But it's good for him to eat meat and leave the hard bones to his subordinates, Nima, such a leader should be struck by lightning.

The Red Guard Captain was very depressed, but he couldn't help but listen to the orders of his superiors, and in addition to greeting Minzhensky's eight-generation ancestors in his heart, he could only take this hot potato head-on.

After thinking about it for a long time, he didn't have a clue, so he could only give a vicious order: "Send another person to shout, and let that bastard inside surrender immediately!" ”

"I'm afraid that's not a good idea!"

"Who are you!" Red Guard Zhang was frightened by this sudden voice, especially when he found that the owner of the voice was a young child, he suddenly lost his anger: "Who put you in, these eight lambs, they are not reliable at all, it's time for it, and it's time to make trouble for Lao Tzu!" Come on, drive this little cub out of the city, you all listen to Lao Tzu, and then let irrelevant people in, Lao Tzu will pick up your ......"

He didn't finish his sentence, because the document in Li Xiaofeng's hand told him that he had met another bigger leader.

He immediately stammered: "Comrade, I really don't know you...... I really didn't mean to......"

Li Xiaofeng waved his hand and said indifferently: "It's okay, what about Comrade Vycheslav?" Where is he? (To be continued......)