Proceeding from the overall situation, although Mannerheim can't do anything for Li Xiaofeng's provocative behavior for the time being, he can only grit his teeth and swallow this bad breath. But this does not mean that the future Father of Finland will not do anything, as long as he finds the right opportunity, Mannerheim will definitely make a certain immortal pay a heavy price.

However, Li Xiaofeng did not know anything about Mannerheim's indignation, and as mentioned earlier, he did not know that the warning of the Finnish provisional government came from Mannerheim's instructions. So he thought he was clever enough to see through the intentions of the Finns, and he didn't care at all about this level of temptation.

Of course, even if Li Xiaofeng knew Mannerheim's original intention, I am afraid he would not care. From the beginning, the idea of the fight was to use Mannerheim. For this reason, he was able to pull in the relationship with Mannerheim.

If Mannerheim refuses to be used, then Li Xiaofeng will not be polite to the father of the Finnish nation, everyone is their own master, what skills you have, just use it, history is a game in which the winner has the final say!

Therefore, in order to win the victory and welcome the outbreak of the Finnish Civil War, Li Xiaofeng is actively making preparations. First and foremost is conscription!

In fact, Petrograd and Moscow are now huge barracks, and the working class, just as agitated, is ready to defend the nascent Soviet government with blood and lives.

Two completely different currents converged in the great centers of the two revolutions, but everything was harmonious, both retired and servant, and there was a smooth handover between the two sides, with the former gray cattle shedding their uniforms and unloading their steel guns. It was handed over to young workers who couldn't wait to get on the job. Then they went their own way and went back to their respective homes. In a sense. This scene is quite joyful. At least that's what Li Xiaofeng thinks.

"Makvi, are we also crowded there?"

Li Xiaofeng looked at the crowded recruitment office and listened to Trotsky's impassioned recruitment speech played on the loudspeaker, which reminded him of the scene of grabbing shopping materials during the SARS epidemic in the harmonious country in later generations.

Mark Wei replied weakly: "I don't know what to do, but the last time the border police force recruited people, it was not full, and it seems that the workers are ...... The working masses preferred to join the Red Army. This time it's probably about the same! ”

Makvi didn't want to come up in the noisy streets at all, he used to like to carry his girl's little hand to find a little romance in the streets of Petrograd. But with Petrograd turned into a large barracks. The city is increasingly filled with hustle and bustle, almost like a wet market. As an upper-class son, he has no interest in visiting the vegetable market!

However, Li Xiaofeng was interested, not only interested, but he also took a camera, shooting as he walked, and along the way, he had been mistaken by the enthusiastic masses countless times as a news reporter, and wave after wave of recruits and young men kept posing in front of him, as if they intended to leave their own images on the newspaper headlines.

However, Li Xiaofeng's good mood was completely ruined by Macwi's words, as an immortal who wanted to save face. He hates being inferior to others the most. The lads all joined the Red Army, snubbing his border police units. Let this thing feel like it was lost to Trotsky. Looking at the Red Army conscription office in full swing, this thing began to think, should Trotsky also give a speech?

"Let's go, let's go back!"

Thinking that the recruiting office of his border police force might be in a crowded state, Li Xiaofeng's joy suddenly disappeared without a trace. He hated being seen as a joke the most, especially since the person who saw the joke was Trotsky, who was not on the right path with him, which made a certain immortal feel extremely bad.

On the way back, Li Xiaofeng said with great emotion: "To strengthen the propaganda work, we must not let Trotsky's people see our jokes, and we must treat the conscription work as a matter of top priority......

However, the words of a certain immortal were not finished, and before he could approach Rabbit Island, he was frightened by the long procession, from the gate of the Peter and Paul Fortress to the opposite Troitskaya Square, the long snake formation blocked the east entrance of the fortress.

So much so that a certain immortal had to ask the lady who sold kvass in the square about the situation.

"Conscription, it's all here to sign up!" The eldest lady smiled and answered a question from an immortal succinctly while collecting money.

Li Xiaofeng glanced at Mark Wei suspiciously, and the meaning was very clear-boy, didn't you say that you were not satisfied with recruiting people? Why is it crowded now?

In fact, Mackwi was also confused, and the results of the last conscription were not only miserable, but also unsightly on the whole. Originally, the border police force was ready to recruit 6,000 people in one go, but after a whole week, after many efforts, and forcibly getting the cooperation of the Central Committee of the Communist Youth League, it was able to recruit more than 2,000 people, and the generals completed one-third of the target.

But what's going on today, just looking at the flow of people in line, it's around 10,000, and there are a steady stream of young people coming over, what's going on?

Rokossovsky, who was in charge of the conscription, was not much better than Makwi, he had been idle for the first two days, but since this morning, he has been too busy to cope with it, and the crowd of people who have signed up is too enthusiastic. In fact, from eight o'clock in the morning, the conscription work will be over, and the remaining 4,000 places will be full, but the young people who are pouring in like a tide will not take this set, and no matter what Rokossovsky explains, they will not leave.

"Comrade Andrey, you have to think of a way, there may be a big mess if it goes on like this!" Rokossovsky said with a sigh of relief as he straightened out his military uniform.

"How many people have signed up?" Li Xiaofeng asked thoughtfully.

"As of 11 o'clock at noon, 18,000 people have already signed up," Rokossovsky smiled wryly and spread his hands, then pointed to the long snake formation outside the window, "It is estimated that there are still 20,000 to 30,000 people queuing outside......

Li Xiaofeng was shocked by this number, and he was surprised: "How can so many people sign up?" ”

This question is really troubling, such as Matvey, who stood in line for hours in the long crowd. Kulikov, that's right. It was the young ensign who joined the White Army in Moscow during the October Revolution.

After the victory of the October Revolution in Moscow. Mortally wounded, Kulikov was disarmed like the rest of the White soldiers. After two months of recuperation, when he initially recovered his health, the fate that awaited him was to be discharged!

Kulikov's army was the first to be demobilized, and he was given a ticket to return to Fort Shlishelly, which was his hometown. A few years ago, he was just an ordinary peasant kid who was forced to go to war with the edict of His Majesty the Tsar. And now, once again, he was forced off the battlefield.

Of course, Kulikov was glad to be able to return home alive, and seven or eight out of ten of his companions who left their homeland had already died in Belarus, and the remaining one-tenth had left the army with broken arms and legs. After several battles, large and small, he was able to go home with all his beards and tails, which can be said to be extremely lucky.

I got on the train and walked for two days. Then transfer in Petrograd, another bumpy day. When he saw the crystal clear Lake Ladoga again, Kulikov had a feeling of being out of this world. The following days were ordinary with a hint of surprise. As the Bolshevik agrarian reform team began to exercise power at Shlisheli Fort, the once lakeside town burst into a different spark.

The estates of the landlords and nobles were confiscated, and every proletariat in the town was given a piece of land that truly belonged to him. The Kulikov family was no exception, his father, him, and his younger brother were given land, and even when his youngest brother came of age, he was able to get a piece of land of his own.

For the Kulikovs, who had worked long hours for the landlord's family for hundreds of years, the joy was simply explosive. The elder Macvey, who had never understood politics and was even illiterate, bought a newspaper with Lenin's portrait for the first time, carefully cropped out the photo of his mentor, and hid it close to him. And Kulikov's mother, who believed in Orthodoxy, secretly prayed for the great teacher more than once, wishing him a long life.

In a word, the Kulikovs, nay, the entire poor family of Shlischel Castle, had never been so happy as they were at the end of 1917.

Kulikov was also very happy, left the battlefield, broke away from the army, and finally lived a peaceful life, compared to the other brothers who died in Moscow, Kulikov felt that he was too happy, he was deeply unworthy of the dead regiment commander and other brothers, and it was not worth it to die for those nobles!

The good times continue, but not all the good news is coming from all sides. Especially after the rebellion of the Czech Legion, after the Bolsheviks called on the good sons and daughters of Russia to take up arms and join the Red Army to defend the achievements of the revolution, the tranquility that belonged to Makvi disappeared immediately.

As the only man in the town who had traveled far and had experience of the war, Makvi was given an honorable mission by the mayor to report from Petrograd with the young men of the town who had volunteered to join the Red Army.

"Brother Matvey, can you meet the great Comrade Lenin in Petrograd?" Oleg, a fellow villager, asked very hopefully.

"Olesha, of course we can meet the great Comrade Lenin!" Another young man, Stepan, replied without hesitation, "All the Red Army soldiers will be able to meet the great Comrade Lenin!" ”

"Is what Schopa said true? Big Brother Matvey? "It seems that Oleg trusted Kulikov more than Stepan.

O young people! Kulikov sighed in his heart, as a person who has come over, he knows too well the cruelty of war, maybe for these little guys, it is better to have a dream than nothing.

He laughed and said: "You will definitely meet the great Comrade Lenin, Olesha!" ”

Kulikov's white lies seem to satisfy the little ones, and they begin to imagine their futures, such as Stepan believing that he will become a general. However, there are also people who are not very interested in this, such as Oleg, who would prefer to know why Kulikov did not join the army.

To this, Kulikov's answer was: "I am already tired of the war and just want to live a peaceful life!" ”

Yes, Kulikov really had no interest in fighting the war anymore, in fact, when he was discharged from the army, there was a second option, he could choose to join the Red Army. The Red Army was very eager for an officer like him with combat experience. But at that time, he was disheartened and chose to refuse, and he wanted to go home even more.

But after just two months, Kulikov felt that his thinking had changed somewhat. Some changes that even he couldn't tell. Although he told himself over and over again in his heart that a peaceful life was what he wanted. But deep down there lurks a throbbing.

This throbbing irritated Kulikov. Especially after arriving in the barracks of Petrograd, the heat of this revolutionary furnace made him even more restless, and he desperately suppressed his heart's desire, and after sending a few little ones to the conscription, he fled.

Kulikov walked aimlessly through the streets of Petrograd like a complete fool, and spent the whole night in this restless throbbing, until the next morning. When he made up his mind to leave Petrograd and hurry home, he saw a familiar figure on the street - Li Xiaofeng.

Li Xiaofeng and Macwi, who were wandering the streets, were completely unaware that there was an old acquaintance behind them. Of course, it is more likely that even if a certain immortal discovers Kulikov, I am afraid that he will not remember this very personal second lieutenant of the White Army.

On the contrary, Kulikov's impression of a certain immortal was not ordinarily profound, and it was impossible for him to forget this excessively young Soviet man. At that time, Kulikov didn't know what kind of madness he had smoked. After discovering Li Xiaofeng, he followed. He had heard all the conversations between someone and Macvi, and wondered what the so-called border police force was.

However, this does not mean that Kulikov is ready to join the border police force. Like a lost lamb, he stumbled upon something familiar and followed it without thinking. He followed him all the way to Troitskaya Square, and he was really surprised by the huge flow of applicants.

I don't know when Kulikov joined the queue, maybe he didn't realize what he was doing, he just wanted to hear what the young people who signed up were talking about.

"Brother Alyosha, do you think we can choose?" A pair of young men standing in front of Kulikov were whispering.

"Of course I'm fine, look at my muscles!" The second guy named Alyosha rolled up his sleeves and showed off his biceps, "But Ivan, it's hard for you to say, look at your thin arms and legs, it's too unconvincing!" ”

Ivan seemed to disagree with this statement, and he replied with some anger: "Being a soldier is not just muscular. Command the troops, you have to use your brains to fight a war! ”

Alyosha whistled and sneered: "Then you can use your brains to convince the inspector!" ”

Ivan seemed to be struck, he lowered his head in frustration, probably he also felt that a good brain did not mean that there was hope.

"Is there no other way? Big brother Alyosha? I really want to join the border police force! ”

Alyosha also sighed and said, "Who wouldn't want to?!" I've heard that there are only 6,000 people in the border police force, so look at how many people have signed up here! ”

"Really?" Ivan seemed even more frustrated, "In that case, I definitely won't be able to choose!" ”

Kulikov's curiosity was completely aroused, he really didn't understand why these people were so interested in the border police force, he interjected and asked: "If you really want to join the army, the Red Army should take you!" ”

Ivan glanced back at Kulikov, as if surprised by his unexpected interjection, and saw that the little man replied with disdain: "Where is the participation in the Red Army compared to the border police unit?" If we wanted to join the Red Army, we would have gone a long time ago! ”

Kulikov frowned and asked, "For what?" ”

Ivan and Alyosha seemed to be puzzled by Kulikov's question, and they asked in amazement: "This big brother, you really don't know what to do?" So what are you doing in line? ”

Kulikov replied: "I'm just curious? Can you tell me why? ”

Ivan and Alyosha sighed and said, "Actually, it's not a secret, and the people who come here basically know it. The Border Police Force is better treated than the Red Army, and the usual three meals a day are unlimited, and there are meat dishes for the main meals, as well as free supplies of tobacco and alcohol......"

Kulikov nodded with some understanding, for the Russians in 1918, a full stomach was definitely a big problem, if the border police force really could not only be fed, but also eat well, and even have a supply of tobacco and alcohol, the attraction can be imagined.

"It's not just because of that!" Ivan immediately added, "For us, the most important thing about joining the army is not to eat together. Even if the border police force does not have such a good treatment, we are still willing to join! ”

Kulikov was amazed at this time, and asked again: "For what?" ”

Ivan and Alyosha looked at each other again, and then the latter, with some reluctance, took a picture from his pocket and handed it to Kulikov.

The photo is very simple, a young soldier straddles a motorcycle, and on the sidecar next to him, another young man in the same clothes, holding a PK machine gun, is diagonally facing the camera in a protruding shape.

It should be said that this is a very ordinary military camp photo. But it was this simple photo that made Ivan and Alyosha excited, and they pointed at the photo and said: "See, this is our high school classmates, they joined the border police unit, this is a photo of them in the training camp...... Look at his military uniform, look at his steel helmet, look at the goggles on his head, look at their cars and weapons, isn't it cool! ”

Well, Kulikov perfectly understood that for young people, showmanship is a common preference, and who doesn't want to be a big hero? Compared with the rustic military uniforms of the Red Army and the rotten Mosinagan, the border police force is too chic, it is simply a beauty pageant of Dick Si and Gao Shuai Fubi, and if he is replaced, he will also choose a more handsome border police force...... (To be continued......)

PS: Thank you again for the second kill Comrade Potato and Comrade hzwangdd!