Lunacharsky looked up and saw the brunt of the blow was a cinder road about five meters wide and of poor quality passing in front of the rostrum, which had not even been properly tamped with a roadbed, which should have been completed in the last few days if I had guessed correctly. And this road is actually not long, it will circle the playground for a circle, and it will be about 400 meters at most.

Lunacharsky was not interested in the humble runway, he was more concerned with the playground behind the track. Inside the cinder paved road, there is a large playground, there is not a single grass in the playground, obviously not used as a track and field field, there are many devices in it, such as single-plank bridges, wooden walls, and barbed wire.

Looking further afield, on the other side away from the playground, there stood several houses at a crooked angle, such as the large wooden building a hundred meters in front of him. No, it shouldn't be the shelves of the building, because although the building is about four stories high, with windows and doors, it really looks very rudimentary. Because this building has not been renovated at all, it is almost a simple piece of cut logs, and when the wind blows, even if it is far away, Lunacharsky can feel that the house is shaking slightly, it is simply a dilapidated house!

This is not only this simple building, next to the dilapidated building is a slightly lower bungalow, but in Lunacharsky's eyes, these bungalows are probably made of a few broken door panels and a few pieces of construction debris. To the left of this illegal building, there are about a dozen targets of different heights.

"It's ridiculous. What do we ask us to look at? Looking at the most humble and dilapidated buildings in Russia? Lunacharsky grumbled inwardly. At this time, he deeply regretted it. Feel like you shouldn't accept this inexplicable invitation. And Ryazanov, a good friend next to him, seemed very happy, rushed off the rostrum, and had fun on the single-plank bridge and jumping piles in the playground, like a three-year-old child. This made Lunacharsky feel even more embarrassed, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Just as Lunacharsky was thinking about whether it was time to leave this ghost place, a man quietly patted him in the back, so he hurriedly turned his head in fright, and saw a chubby bald head looking at him with a smile from behind.

"Mikhail. Alexander Norwich? Why are you here too? Lunacharsky asked in surprise.

"What? Can't I come? "Yuri. Larin smiled and asked, "Even you, a center-leftist, can come, why can't I, a hardcore ultra-leftist?" ”

Mikhail. Alexander Norvich. Lurieh. That is, the bald fat man in front of him, this is not very famous in history, and many people have not heard of his big name, but this bald fat man is indeed a character.

This person is also known as Yuri. Larin. It is the ultra-left among the Mensheviks, to what extent? The left is no different from Lenin's Bolsheviks. In fact, it really made no difference, and in August 1917, before the October Revolution, he defected to Lenin with his Menshevik ultra-left. After the establishment of the Soviet Union, he once served as a member of the Presidium of the Supreme National Economic Council, a member of the Central Executive Committee of the All-Russian Soviet, and a member of the Executive Committee of the Soviet of the Russian Federation.

"Ahem!" Lunacharsky coughed first to divert the topic, although he was also a Menshevik leftist, but after all, he had a relationship with Yuri. Larin wasn't a man of the way, and he didn't want to be too intimate with this person. He could only wave his hand helplessly. Then he replied, "Hey! Comrade Lenin was very kind, we people were able to come back from Switzerland, thanks to his help, and now he personally sent an invitation, can I not come? ”…,

"Hey! It's like the truth! "Yuri. Larin shrugged his fat shoulders, "Your arrival was expected by me. Because I estimate that today all the famous and hopeful leftists in Russia are all there. Oh, by the way, tell you, I just saw Maria? Alexandrovna and Andrea? Lukic too! "Yuri. Larin quietly leaned over to Lunacharsky's side and bit his ear and said slowly.

"What do you say? They're coming, too? No way! Kerr looked incredulous, but the facts quickly turned to speculation. In Yuri. Under Larin's guidance. Sure enough, Lunacharsky saw Maria on the other side of the rostrum? Alexandrovna? Pyri Donova and Andrei? Lukic? The figure of Kolegaev. In addition to them, he also saw Prosh? Perčević? Prosyan and Boris? Davidovich? Kamkov, and Vladimir? Aleksandrovich? Karelin and Marke? Andreevich? Natanson, that is, Bobrov.

None of them are bigwigs of the left in Petrograd politics, although not entirely partisan. This includes the Mensheviks and the Social Democrats, but it is undeniable that they all have one thing in common. Then all of them are leftists. Lunacharsky secretly wondered if it was an official leftist rally today.

"Oh my God! What kind of rally is this? It's nothing short of a big rally of the Russian left. Ryazanov, who had just returned to Lunacharsky's side, directly said what was in his heart, "Everyone won't come here just to see Comrade Lenin's face, right?" Tsk, Comrade Lenin has such a big face! Ryazanov asked stupidly.

Lunacharsky glanced at Ryazanov, completely speechless at this somewhat stupid friend, how can you say everything in your heart. However, before he could remind Ryazanov to pay attention to his foul mouth, his thoughts were interrupted by a loud military music, and then some of the people in the room began to stir restlessly.

"It looks like some big man is coming, could it be Lenin?" Lunacharsky thought stupidly.

Sure enough, surrounded by a group of tall guards in black leather jackets with red armbands, a small thin man walked up to the front desk. And this person's appearance immediately caused a lot of repercussions on the field.

"Hmmm! Looks like. It's Lenin coming! Lunacharsky craned his neck. He had not seen Lenin again since his farewell to Switzerland. When he saw it today, he felt that Lenin's improvement was much worse than when he was in Switzerland, and his pale face had a sickly flush, but the whole person was more energetic and imposing.

Lenin, dressed in a gray suit, appeared in the eyes of everyone, wearing a peaked cap, but his head was held high, and a pair of hands with black leather gloves spontaneously burned and pressed against his stomach.

Lenin's arrival aroused the enthusiasm of the audience, although there were many bigwigs from all walks of life invited today. But more often than not, it was the middle and lower ranks of the Bolsheviks, for whom it was a privilege to have such close contact with Comrade Lenin.

So there were constantly people who wanted to rush up and want to shake hands with Comrade Lenin, but. These people were politely blocked out of the circle by the black-clad guards standing on the periphery. However, in the face of these fanatical crowds, Lenin also changed his face. Parting the guards beside him, he smiled at the crowd from time to time, and then did his best to shake the hands that were scrambling to reach out in front of him.

Behind Lenin, whether it was Kamenev in an khaki trench coat or Zinoviev in a brown suit, he was directly ignored by the fanatical crowd, and as for Stalin in the back, he was almost squeezed out by the fanatical crowd. …,

And among the many foils. Only one person could follow Lenin's footwork, and he followed Lenin step by step, opening a path for Lenin in the crowded space.

Many people, including Lunacharsky, noticed the blond young man, not only because of his eerie American-style leather jacket and the two oversized silver pistols hanging from his thighs. The most important thing is the kind of temperament he exudes, walking around leisurely and not being panicked, this kind of style is not eye-catching. Soon this mighty group of people passed through the crowded crowd and came to the rostrum in the center. For a time, almost everyone present greeted Lenin.

And Lunacharsky, who saw this scene, felt that something was wrong with his body. Even he was a little jealous of Lenin's popularity. You must know that in the Mensheviks it is not to say that he is not even his good friend Trotsky, who in the Mensheviks they receive more than a blank eye.

After a while. Lenin, who had greeted many bigwigs, was the first to put down his hand, and then took the lead in sitting down. Then most of the others slowly sat down in the cold hardwood chairs. For the next few minutes, they waited on the cold rostrum, hunched their necks, wondering what a gathering of gods and horses this was, and even more so what tricks the Bolsheviks wanted to toss.

Five minutes later, three flares slowly rose from the other side of the playground. Then, accompanied by a passionate march, accompanied by a burst of neat footsteps, a group of armed guards wearing black leather jackets, black hoods, locomotive hats, black leather boots, and triangular spears and rifles lined up in four straight columns, and under the guidance of a flag bearer holding a red flag in front of them, they walked slowly into the venue from the road in the outer ring along the newly paved cement road.

Three minutes later, the armed guards were in front of the podium, and then, with the sound of loud commands, all of them stopped in unison like robots, and almost only one voice was heard. Then the flag bearer turned 90 degrees to the right, raised his arms, and unfurled the flag in his hand into the wind with a hula.

"Turn right! Attention! "With an order from the commander who walked beside him." Brush! The men made a neat right turn. And then there is a beautiful upright, chic movements, without making people feel a little bit of dragging.

"Salute!" The lead captain yelled again. With this command, "Smack! Syllable! After two unusually crisp sounds, everyone in the team put their rifles on their shoulders on the ground, and did it in one go, without a bit of mud and water.

Then the commander, who had been standing at the edge of the line and giving orders, came out of the line, and with his command knife in his hand, he walked to the place close to the rostrum. Then he brandished his long command knife and slashed a few times in the sky to make a beautiful knife salute.

Then the guy shouted at the rostrum at the top of his voice: "Comrade Lenin. All members of the Special Tasks Section of the Russian Social Democratic Labor Party. It's all assembled. Please check it out. ”

After the guy finished speaking, he cut a series of beautiful knife flowers in the air, and pointed the tip of the knife at the ground and posed a beautiful pose. At the same time, the honor guards below shouted at the same time: "Please review! ”

Although there are not many people, the voice is unusually loud. Seeing this, Hitler slowly stood up, and then raised his right hand again to the honor guard below.

"Ulla! Ulla! Ulla! ”

Seeing this scene, a thunderous cheer erupted on the field in an instant. Such a scene even the bigwigs sitting on the side were enthusiastic, so they also stood up and applauded in welcome. …,

Of course, a large part of the leftist political bigwigs applauded at the same time. A question arose in my heart, what kind of trouble did Lenin want to make? Is this an invitation for us to watch the parade coming?

Yes, although the group of men in black standing under the rostrum did not wear military uniforms or rank markers. But the bigwigs here all have an idea, this group of people is elite soldiers! They even speculated: "Is it not groundless that Lenin has been clamoring for the overthrow of the Provisional Government by force?" Could this be the amount of armed power secretly trained by the Bolsheviks? ”

With this layer of thoughts, the bigwigs on the rostrum next widened their eyes one by one, for fear of missing any detail. Of course, they did not want to denounce Lenin and the Bolsheviks after they had cleared up the details.

As I have already said, all of them are leftists, and everyone is the group of people who do not like the Provisional Government, and they wish to oust Li Wov and his party from power as soon as possible. And Lenin after the parade. He immediately explained to the bigwigs present that the Bolshevik Special Tasks Section was a force of defense, and its main role was to protect the normal functioning of the Central Committee of the Bolshevik Party, and it was definitely not an army. Moreover, this force has a legal business license, is subject to Russian law, and will definitely not mess around.

However, all of you here are smart people, and they know very well the meaning of this obvious excuse and excuse, for example, Lunacharsky did not believe a word of Lenin's words, and was even more interested in the tall and blond young man next to Lenin - Andrei. Petrovich. Great, I remember the name!

At this time, of course, Li Xiaofeng did not know that he had already attracted the attention of a group of leftist bigwigs, including Lunacharsky. His mind was completely on the playground under the rostrum, and immediately after the parade, what began was Tekko's debriefing performance.

What do you mean by performance? The reason is simple, first of all. The 100 men of all sizes have only been trained for half a month, which is at the level of military training for college students in later generations. If you practice well, at most, it is the level of the walking block team.

But today's scene is not small, Li Xiaofeng can't invite all the bigwigs and immortals outside the party to come and see Zhengxing, right? That's too pediatric, it doesn't show the level of Tekko at all, and it's impossible to make Tekco a hit.

In order to show the prestige of Tekko, Li Xiaofeng had to play a little trick, such as the uniform queue and pace in the military parade just now, except for the flag bearer led by the leader and the captain who played the command knife, the others were all Chinese workers, specifically, the Chinese workers who had undergone intensive training in the queue. These people haven't done anything else for more than a month, they have practiced the same queue formation, and each of them has kicked out a pair of boots on average, otherwise it can be so neat?

As for the rookies in Teke, Li Xiaofeng didn't think about letting them come out and be embarrassed, first of all, they hadn't practiced in the queue, and secondly, they weren't happy to let them practice. These guys prefer to play with guns, so Li Xiaofeng also arranged for them to play with guns.

Among the more than 100 people in Teko, Li Xiaofeng asked Mannerheim to select ten who had shooting talents, and after half a month, in addition to basic military skills training, they lay on the shooting range and played with guns. On average, each person fired thousands of bullets, which disgusted these ten people, and now they want to vomit when they scoop up the gun, and many people even suffer from cannon deafness, and their ears buzz all day long.

As for the training effect, it can only be said that it is better than the average level of the Russian Army, and there is no need to count on the sharpshooter for the time being, which cannot be done in ten days and half a month of assault training. If they are allowed to perform on stage at a real level, it will not be enough for Li Xiaofeng to lose face. …,

Fortunately, Li Xiaofeng has a trick! If the level is not good, use technical means to make up for it, anyway, I don't expect this group of people to be snipers, just fool the laymen on the rostrum for the time being. Therefore, Li Xiaofeng does not pursue how accurate his marksmanship is, but only requires the performance effect to be in place. The more novelty the better, and the more shocking the better!

How novelty and shock, you ask? That's not easy! Killing the target has the meaning of a god horse, and they all shoot eggs from a distance of 100 meters! What's the horse? You say it's harder to shoot eggs? Stupid no, brother will tell you, if you want to break the egg, you don't have to use a gun, it's an egg and not an iron egg and a steel egg, it's a big deal to bury the electric detonator under the egg in advance, even if the muzzle of the gun is pointed at the sun, keep the gun and the egg is broken!

What the? You say it's a fraud? Suspected of deceiving the leader? How can you say that? Besides, how did you deceive the leadership? Didn't you see the banner we hung out to welcome the leaders to watch the report performance of Tek?

What is a performance? That's acting, putting on a show! You want to take the fake as the real thing, and you can blame the masses for deceiving your feelings? Anyway, Li Xiaofeng has already interpreted this report performance, not seeking to show superb military skills, but only to make the leaders on the rostrum feel at ease and satisfied, and let the leaders be happy and happy, that is the greatest contribution to the revolution! (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to (.) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support is my biggest motivation. )