The night was already deep. But the four people who were chatting about the past were not shown even a little sleepiness. V, a guy who doesn't know how much transformation he has undergone, not to mention, Xiao Yun and the bald head are both undead, and Xue Qiong simply started backstage meditation again without knowing it... Objectively speaking, this has a much better effect on the recovery of physical strength and energy than going straight to sleep.

And the story in V's mouth still continues.

It's been three years since Vimande's father returned home. After recovering the Vikings' food source of meat other than meat, my father's lean body has regained strength, even if he is missing a hand and has inconveniences in many things, but at least he can take care of himself, and he can barely participate in the Vikings' hunting activities, at least he is not a white eater.

And Vimande also grew to the age of sixteen. At this golden age, he has become one of the best hunters in the village, and the parents who want to marry their daughter to him are about to break the threshold of his family... At this time, the people in the village also had a consensus on the fate of Vimande in the future, that is, although his father's return was a small accident, Vimande should still marry a wife and have children like his ancestors have lived for generations, and then live in peace and stability in the village.

But Vimand made a decision, one that would change his life.

He rejected all the maidens who wanted to marry him, and their parents, and led the group of hunters, who were older than him, but who were on his own horse, to go on a slightly longer hunt at sea, bringing back a lot more prey than usual, and the whole village could not consume it in a short time, and then... He left the village alone on a rare snow-free night after leaving a note at home.

At dawn the next day, he was already rowing his own canoe and landed on the land across the sea.

Unlike the rest of the villagers, what Vimande learned from a young age was not only the hunting skills of the Vikings, but also the culture... The books he had borrowed from the whole village, as well as the red pamphlets that his father had brought home when he had returned home, had been flipped through by him over and over again. Although the people in the village did not know what use it was for hunting and living, they always felt that these were very powerful, and they often used it as part of Vimande's "sensibility" to educate the children of the family, which was part of "You see Vimande's balabalabala".

But it is precisely because of this difference that he made a choice that the people around him had not even thought about.

He was going to Moscow to study.

In today's terms, Vimande at that time can be said to be really red in the roots, red to the bones. The absolute proletariat (he arrived in Moscow like a beggar), good composition (his ancestors had never been in business or an official for generations), red ideas deep in his bones (he only had these books to read), unparalleled revolutionary zeal and a deep hatred of the capitalist world (his father's teachings and his broken arm), and above all, he had cultural knowledge (literacy) that many proletarians did not have.

The first thing Vimande did when he arrived in Moscow was not to find a way to fill his stomach first, but to go directly to the party. Although the party branch secretary in that suburb almost didn't kick the beggar out, after listening to Vimande's story, he didn't dare to drive it out... Such a standard red general, if he dares to drive him out of the door directly, if the matter spreads, not to mention the black gauze hat on the top of his head, don't want his head!

So, this party member made a very wise decision. He told Vimande that it was impossible to join the party so quickly, because the great Bolsheviks, each of them had to be tested for a period of time ... Instead, he took Vermand home, gave him a shower, gave him a set of old clothes that were fairly clean, a decent dinner, and a letter of recommendation.

Before taking Vimande to that high school, the secretary contacted several leaders, as well as the principal of the high school, and soon, a plan for "setting up an advanced model" was freshly hatched.

Virman barely passed the entrance exams, but before he began his formal classes, not only the whole school but also half of Moscow already knew that "there was a little Bolshevik from Northern Europe, who had come to Moscow alone and from far and wide to learn the advanced red ideas and the great wisdom of the proletarians."

Vicand was warmly welcomed by the whole school and stayed at the home of one of the teachers. A few days later, the party members who participated in this "advanced model" successfully won the political achievements and awards from above, and Vimand finally began his study journey in Moscow...

Although a few months later, not long after the wave of hemorrhoidal propaganda had passed, his classmates from Moscow, who had been very affectionate to him, began to refer to him with words like "Nordic barbarian" and "hillbilly".

Vermand did not care, he quickly caught up with the students of the city, and in less than a year he successfully and honorably became a real Bolshevik and was admitted to Moscow University.

But the year Vermand was seventeen years old was already 1943. World War II was still in full swing, but the Axis camp led by Germany, which later became the Axis led by the Republic of China, had occupied most of the Eurasian continent, and even the mighty Soviet Union, which had abandoned most of Central and Eastern Europe by this time, retreated to the vicinity of Moscow...

Unlike the dead winter in normal history, the time when the German and Nationalist armies surrounded Moscow was a perfect summer.

And there is another point, which is also a little different from normal history. The German mechanized troops, which were supposed to be pinned down by the cheating road conditions of the Soviet Union and the bravery of the fighting nation, began to march on the soil of the Soviet Union after joining a strange army...

Transform people.

In front of these humanoid weapons that are not afraid of bullets, outpace motorcycles, are completely monsters in strength, and can penetrate into the mountains and forests at any time, the guerrillas are a joke. And under the cover of a large number of small units of modified human troops, the logistics units of the German and Nationalist armies did not need to worry about the attack of the partisans at all, while the main mechanized troops could easily walk leisurely and slowly on the muddy roads, and even paved the road first and then passed without any problems...

Moscow is broken, Leningrad is broken, Stalingrad is broken... Important cities were occupied by the Axis powers, and the red beast, which once held the great ideal of liberating the proletarians of the world, was eaten away and weakened day by day, until it collapsed with a bang.

The Nazis and the Kuomintang began to hunt down every Communist Party member throughout the territory of the former Soviet Union... I have to say that the wisdom of the people of the Celestial Empire is to throw out these hairy streets a few streets.

In this kind of purge activity, the military commanders have accumulated a lot of experience in dealing with the underground party in the country, and the underground party of the Celestial Empire has also learned many tricks from the Soviet Union and carried them forward, and these tricks played by the Bolsheviks who remained in the Soviet Union are simply outdated pediatrics for an unknown number of years in Dai Li's eyes... In hindsight, the number of communists who died at the hands of the military commanders was more than ten times greater than that of the SS and the Gestapo.

After another five years, Moscow finally returned to order from the chaos, albeit occupied.

Because of the lack of reach and because the strategic focus of the Axis powers had shifted to the Pacific and North America, Moscow was still classified as Nazi Germany's territory, although the Republic of China contributed more to the capture of the Soviet Union.

People have resumed their daily routines, and propaganda vans with horns still roam the streets, albeit with another propaganda slogan. The slogans on the walls were painted with a second layer, also another ism...

One day, relying on the physical fitness of the Viking warriors, and the intelligence and learning ability far above the others, the Bolsheviks, who had been fighting for five whole years without being caught, suddenly had a strange idea in his heart.

What the fascists preached, Vimand had to learn in order to understand the enemy and disguise his identity. But after thinking deeply about it for a while, he found that many of the things that Hitler preached were self-contradictory, and many of them just imposed his personal resentment and attachment on everyone... It's full of loopholes, and in his opinion, it should be a set of unconvincing things.

But why do so many people believe this? Why do the number of people who believe in this be so great that the resistance of the proletarians of the world can collapse?

Speaking of which, there are a lot of things that people believe in...

Looking back, Vicand began to use rational thinking, objective vision, and those things that ordinary people could not imagine that he had accumulated in his short life of twenty-two years... He examined again the other set for which he had been fervently believing and willing to throw his blood on it.

The conclusion disappointed him.

Vermand's resistance continued, but he had already lost a party membership card that he had carefully treasured for five years, and which he valued more than his life. And the reason why he continues to do these things is only for the sake of those friends, partners and compatriots who died in the war, and to take revenge more simply.

Moreover, he has broken away from the underground party organization where he is located, and has become a solitary operation.

He just wanted to kill the Nazis and the Kuomintang.

"Then less than a year later, Vimande was arrested." V's tone up to this point is indeed more like someone else's story, as he had said from the beginning.