Novikov looked nervously in the direction of the Smolny Palace, and on this cold afternoon, it was not comfortable to walk through the streets of Petrograd, he took a breath of hot air into his hands, then rubbed it vigorously, and then stamped his feet vigorously.

But for a man who had been standing in the snow for nearly two hours, it didn't mean much, and Novikov didn't feel warm at all, but more and more cold. He couldn't help but think about how nice it would be if he could take a sip of vodka.

But as soon as this thought came to him, Novikov quickly threw it out of his mind, not because he didn't like to drink, not because he didn't have anything to drink. In the pocket of his coat was a bottle full of good vodka, which Savinkov had personally given him. The reason why he resisted drinking was because Novikov felt that he had to stay awake.

Just today, Novikov was going to do a big thing, assassinate Lenin, and for this purpose he spent a whole month laying out, and today is the time to close the net.

Glancing again in the direction of the Smolny Palace, where the lights were still bright (polar night), the Central Committee of the Bolsheviks was still in session, and the meeting had been going on all afternoon. Novikov knew that the Bolsheviks were nervously discussing the issue of the Brest contract, and whether this contract could be approved or not depended on this meeting.

Novikov had already heard of the Brest Pact, and he was furious at the Bolsheviks' betrayal of large swaths of the country to the Germans, which made him determined to kill Lenin.

Novikov believes. Only to kill Lenin, the demon who advocated surrender to Germany. in order to save the motherland he loves. For this, he could sacrifice everything, even his own life.

Of course, it was not an easy task to complete the assassination, and the Bolshevik Turkko was so well guarded that he was almost caught in the first attempt to assassinate Lenin at a rally, and lost two of his excellent men as a result. Later, I had to change my course and find another way.

Looking in the direction of the Smolny Palace, Novikov sighed, this meeting was more singing than he expected, according to the original plan, he was going to start when Lenin walked out of the Smolny Palace, but the long meeting just did not end, as the sky became darker and darker, the difficulty of completing the assassination also skyrocketed.

However, Novikov will not give up easily, because time is running out, if not before the Brest contract officially comes into force. Kill Lenin, even if the assassination is successful. The meaning should also be greatly reduced.

The only thing Novikov could do now was to pray, to pray that the Central Committee of the Bolsheviks would not pass the Brest Pact so quickly, that the conference would end sooner.

After waiting for another five minutes, the lights in the Smolny Palace still did not mean to go out, but Novikov could no longer wait, not that he had given up on his plan. Rather, it was because he could no longer stand near the gates of the Smolny Palace.

On a cold day, the north wind is blowing, and the snow is drifting, and normal people will not stand on the cold streets. The Bolshevik guards were no fools, and if Novikov had remained standing, then they would have aroused their suspicions. So Novikov could only choose to leave temporarily.

Turning into a small alley, a small black car was parked, and if you looked closely, you could see a bearded man sitting in the driver's seat, this man was Semyonov, one of Novikov's accomplices.

Pulling the car door, Novikov sat down, and although the small enclosed space was filled with smoke, it was much more comfortable than the cold wind outside.

"The meeting isn't over yet?" Semenov handed over a cigarette and asked.

Novikov took the cigarette tremblingly, and took two puffs of Semenov's cigarette butt. As the hot smoke entered his lungs, Novikov finally felt a little warmer.

With a big puff of smoke, Novikov grinned and replied: "No, damn the Bolshevik dog mongrel is still in session!" ”

Semenov raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and said worriedly: "This is not a good phenomenon, could it be that they will pass that traitorous treaty today?" ”

Novikov was also worried about this, and by all indications it was clear that the Bolsheviks were indeed ready to make a decision today. If the treaty is adopted...... Novikov shook his head, as if to drive the possibility away.

After a long time he said: "It is useless for us to think so much, whether the treaty is adopted or not, we must kill Lenin!" ”

Semenov nodded slowly, now, they can only think like this, maybe after killing Lenin, the Bolsheviks will collapse, then our Social Revolutionary Party will be able to make a comeback, as long as we can return to power, it will not be difficult to tear up that traitorous treaty.

Thinking like this, Semyonov relaxed a little and felt that his actions were more meaningful. He asked with interest, "How is she?" After delaying for so long, she won't be exposed, right? ”

To be honest, this is what Novikov feared the most, the main force to assassinate Lenin was not him and Semenov, the Bolshevik Tekko was so well guarded that he and Semenov would be beaten into a sieve before they could get close to Lenin. The one who was really responsible for Lenin's assassination was the one who hid in the Smolny Palace. His and Semyonov's duty was to pick her up, and when she had completed the assassination mission, he and Semyonov were responsible for picking her up in a car.

"Probably not! She has always been very cautious, and with her relationship with leftists, it should not be so easy to expose! ”

From Novikov's tone, he really didn't have any confidence in this, although it was not the first time she had participated in the assassination operation, but from the fact that she was only a weak woman after all, and she still had physical defects, he would be entrusted to her in such an important task, Novikov really couldn't rest assured.

But it's useless not to worry, because Novikov has no other choice, he can only choose to trust her. Of course, Novikov was also prepared for the possibility of failure. But for him, who has long put life and death aside. Even if it fails, it's nothing. He will motivate his comrades to do the best again. There will always be a time when you can succeed and kill that adversary.

"Start the car, let's go for a spin!" Novikov calmly ordered.

Semenov nodded, turned on the fire, stepped on the accelerator, and the car slowly pulled out of the alley, and after shaking a circle along the Smolny Palace, it returned to its original position.

"Looks. The Bolsheviks must have come to a conclusion on the treaty today! Semenov said worriedly.

Novikov agreed with him, because there was no sign of the Smolny Palace dispersing at all, and they had just walked around the circle, not to see the scenery, but to carefully observe the situation in the Smolny Palace, and also to warm up the engine. In this kind of cold weather, it is important to keep the engine warmed up, otherwise a dead fire can cause the entire operation to fail.

"Pay attention to your surroundings!" While changing his clothes, Novikov instructed: "I'll go out again." Feel free to wait for my signal! ”

After a few minutes, it was a new look. Novikov, disguised as an old man, appeared near the gate of Smolny Palace again, but none of the guards of the Special Branch could recognize that the old man had appeared in front of them several times, let alone that this old man was ready to assassinate the king at any time with malicious intentions.

No one could have imagined that even Li Xiaofeng in the Smolny Palace was completely unaware of what was going on, and a long-planned assassination operation had reached the last moment. At this moment, a certain immortal was bored watching the hand-to-hand confrontation between the bigwigs, and the whole conference room was full of saliva, and the Central Committee of the Bolsheviks was like a big honeycomb of noise for the question of the Brest contract.

Li Xiaofeng covered his mouth and yawned without leaving a trace, the most boring thing in the world is to watch people quarrel, especially to watch a group of revolutionary theorists who are full of wealth drop their book bags. For a very simple question of how many plus one equals, they can all argue for an hour.

Since he was a child, Li Xiaofeng has had no interest in this kind of nutritious and dry thing, especially since he can't speak in this big discussion, he can only pretend to be dumb, which makes him even more bored. Actually, this thing doesn't have to be so boring, because no one asks him to come to this meeting.

How could someone who is not even a representative of party members be invited to this emergency national congress? This guy just felt that the adoption of the Brest Treaty was of historic significance, and he did not want to miss this historic moment. Come to play soy sauce and watch the excitement, maybe if you are not careful, you will be recorded in the history of the party, how can you miss this kind of opportunity?

In fact, it's not just a certain immortal who has such an idea, there are really a lot of people who come to join in the fun, there are only 46 representatives with the right to vote at the meeting, and another 58 representatives have the right to speak, except for more than 100 people, the rest of the people in the conference room are watching the excitement and playing soy sauce, this group of people is almost two or three times that of those people above.

For example, Molotov, who was sitting next to Li Xiaofeng, was also a member of the soy sauce party, and at this time he was not the sworn friend of the iron comrade later, and he could call for wind and rain. It was not until 1920 that Molotov became an alternate member of the Central Committee. However, in 1921, this product became a full-fledged member of the Central Committee and an alternate member of the Politburo.

Of course, now Molotov is nothing, and at this historic moment, he can only play soy sauce with a certain immortal. However, he was much more attentive than a half-hearted immortal, listening carefully to the speeches of the deputies, and taking notes from time to time.

Li Xiaofeng patted Molotov on the shoulder and whispered: "Comrade Vycheslav, let me go to the toilet." ”

"Going to the toilet again?" Molotov was a little surprised, in this more than an hour of work, someone has already run to the toilet three times, shouldn't it be a kidney defect? He asked with great concern: "Comrade Andrei, pay attention to your body!" It's not a good phenomenon to run the toilet all the time, you are still young, you have to be modest! ”

Li Xiaofeng has the heart to greet the mother of this goods, my brother's immortal body is comparable to a mortal like you, is my brother really going to the toilet? Brother is boring! However, he couldn't say that his toilet was fake, and his desertion was real, so he nodded silently and walked away quickly.

Leaving the conference room, which was even more noisy than the vegetable market, Li Xiaofeng felt much more comfortable and looked at the snow scene outside Smolny's window. The mind of this thing immediately flew away. On this day, I will find a few girls to go out to play in the snow. It's good to enjoy the snow scene, I shouldn't have come if I knew the road, just go back to Moscow.

A certain immortal sighed, moved his muscles, and a pair of thief's eyes swept around, Smolny Palace actually has nothing to see, saying that the palace is actually a three-story Baroque building. In its early years, it was just an aristocratic girls' school, and it was the October Revolution that really made Smolny Palace famous.

As the central organ of the Bolsheviks in commanding the October Revolution. After the founding of the Soviet Union, it was naturally elevated to a revolutionary mecca, and its historical status suddenly became completely different.

However, Li Xiaofeng does not like Baroque architecture at all, in his opinion, this architectural style is too depressing, always giving people a sense of precipitous, in the Smolny Palace, like a bird in a birdcage, always wanting to fly to the outside world.

Shaking his head, Li Xiaofeng shook off the miscellaneous thoughts in his mind. Just as he was about to return to the conference room, a passing figure caught his attention.

It was a woman. Of course, Li Xiaofeng is not the master who can't walk when he sees a woman, and in fact, this woman is not a beauty, her nose is high and pointed from the side, which makes her feel very resolute and profound as a whole.

Li Xiaofeng's first feeling when he saw this woman was that he felt gloomy, especially the way she squinted her eyes, as if she was a poisonous snake spitting letters. But this feeling was only for a moment, and soon she seemed to be back to normal, just like an ordinary soy sauce party, not showing the mountains and water, and I am afraid that she will not pay attention to her if she is not careful.

However, Li Xiaofeng noticed her, and for a moment, he seemed to have a very familiar feeling, as if he had known this woman a long time ago, but Li Xiaofeng knew very well that he had never seen this woman in his memory since he crossed over.

"Could it be the same Andre before. Petrovich knows her? Li Xiaofeng couldn't help but think. But looking at the age of this woman, it seems that she is in her thirties, and Andre is seventeen or eighteen. Petrovich is a big difference, how can two people with a huge age difference intersect?

Li Xiaofeng glanced at this woman a few more times, but he really couldn't figure out where this familiar feeling came from, and he had the heart to go forward to talk to him and probe the wind. But before he could take action, the woman seemed to notice him.

At that moment, Li Xiaofeng seemed to feel that the woman's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and soon, the woman turned around and hurriedly walked away.

Could it be that my brother is too handsome? Someone who feels good about himself can't help but think that being an idol for middle-aged and older women is definitely not good news for someone, who doesn't have much interest in mature women.

Shaking his head again, Li Xiaofeng didn't particularly care about the woman's strange behavior, although the strong sense of familiarity made him care a lot, but he couldn't remember who she was. After a while, a certain immortal gave up, and instead of wasting time on such a boring trifle, it was better to go into the conference room to see if the quarrel was over.

is completely different from Li Xiaofeng's indifference, but the woman is in a cold sweat, as Novikov's accomplice, infiltrated the main force to assassinate Lenin in the Smolny Palace, she is always vigilant about everything around her, because the relationship between the eyes and the power is not very good, at first she did not recognize who passed by.

It wasn't until someone looked at her with a puzzled expression that she was alarmed. She knew someone too well, the head of Moskka's Cheka and Central Tek, and it was precisely because of the existence of Tekko, which someone had single-handedly created, that all their previous assassination attempts failed.

Several of her comrades, who were on good will, were mercilessly shot by Tekko, who was under the control of someone, if she hated anyone but Lenin. Well Andrey. Petrovich is definitely at the top of the list.

But at that moment just now, her heart was pounding, and she thought that she had been recognized by someone, and she almost chose to draw a gun to defend herself. Fortunately, her willpower is good, and she endured it. And luck seems to be on her side, Andrey. Petrovich quickly dispelled his suspicions about her and did nothing about her.

This made her secretly relieved, to be honest, she didn't want to conflict with someone at all if it wasn't a last resort, her task and mission was to kill Lenin, and if she was exposed here, even if she could kill someone first, it didn't make any sense. Compared to Lenin, someone is simply insignificant.

She took a deep breath, glanced at the direction of the conference room from a distance, and tried to suppress the idea of going to the direction of the conference room again to investigate the situation. An unexpected encounter with someone just now was a wake-up call for her, she had to be more patient, there was only one chance, and if she was discovered before the assassination, all her previous efforts would be in vain.

The female assassin quickly suppressed her inner throbbing and continued to lurk like a poisonous snake. In the conference room, neither Li Xiaofeng nor Lenin thought that the crisis was imminent.

Now, all their attention was drawn to the last vote, and with Sverdlov's order, thirty of the 46 voting delegates raised their hands, exactly as in history, only 12 were against the contract, four abstained, and the Brest contract was adopted by the Seventh Emergency Congress of the Bolsheviks! (To be continued......)