After Adolf's introduction, Zhang Ang knew that the place where he was now was called Bernau, a small city on the edge of Berlin, the capital of Germany, and the German Workers' Party was only a branch here, and with Adolf, there were only a dozen members. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After breakfast, Adolf took Zhang Ang around and around and came to a big mansion that looked very old.

After some complicated and awkward counterparts, the door of the house slowly opened a small crack and welcomed the two in.

Obviously in the daytime, the house was pitch black, as if all the places that transmitted light had been blocked, and under the guidance of candles, the two were led into a room full of candles.

There were already a few people in the room, all of them without exception, all men, all young or middle-aged, all of whom seemed to have the strength to do it, but most of them had a hint of anger on their faces, and they looked very cynical.

"Oh, Adolf, you're here, what's this face behind you?"

"This is Matt Damon from Denmark, who agrees with our philosophy and has a good view of the situation on our side. He wants to join us. Adolf introduced: "Well, is he here, minister?"

"Danish, are you reliable?" the man did not return, but asked rhetorically.

"Of course it's reliable, I can assure you. Besides, where does the gendarmerie have the spare time to come to our side now, after all, hasn't Berlin been making a lot of trouble lately? Without hesitation, Adolf interrupted the man's suspicions.

"The president hasn't come yet, but he should be there soon. The man did not continue the conversation, left a word, and ran to the side and sat down.

Adolf also took Zhang Ang to sit down at the end of the long table in the center of the room, and explained: "Newcomers need to be recommended to join the party, and the branch president and more than half of the branch members agree. However, with Matt's knowledge, it should be easy to convince them that you don't need to be nervous. ”

One after another, more and more people came, and the chairs on both sides of the long table were almost full.

"The minister has arrived!"

Suddenly, a voice shattered the silence in the room.

Everyone stood up at once, and Zhang Ang didn't know why, so he followed them and stood up.

Outside the door, three people wrapped in black cloaks slowly walked in, and they slowly took off their cloaks and walked towards everyone.

One of the long-faced men with hooked noses waved his hand at everyone: "I'm sorry, there's something going on at home, it's late, let's all sit down first." ”

With that, he sat down at the head of the long table, while the other two men stood silently behind him.

The hook-nosed man didn't start speaking, but looked around, observing everyone by the candlelight on the table.

"Huh. He suddenly stopped observing: "There are new faces today." ”

"Report the Minister. Adolf stood up again, and pulled him up, pulling him up: "This is Matt Damon, from Denmark, he has a lot of political opinions, and he is very optimistic about our cause, and he wants to join us." ”

"Oh, Dane, where are you from Denmark, and why did you come to Germany?" the hook-nosed minister touched his chin.

Well, it's time to show your acting skills.

"I'm from Greenstad, Denmark, I live on a farm outside the city, and I lost my home and my family during the wolf herder invasion. Zhang Ang's eyes were full of tears, and his tone was a little trembling: "And this whole winter, the Danish army refused to defend the city, not a single battle, no one to stop, no one to rescue, let our homes be destroyed, let our families be taken captive, nothing was done!"

Zhang Ang let out a long sigh, as if he was spitting out resentment: "I hate this kind of inaction! I can understand that I can't beat it, and I can understand that I need to protect the city." But before the werewolves came, they could have come and reminded us to move into the city to avoid this scourge. Even after the wolf herders are gone, they can come to our rescue, to save the survivors who are still struggling to survive. But they didn't do anything, I could only watch the wounded die in wailing! I didn't want to stay in such a weak country anymore! I knew that Germany was now the number one power on the continent, so I came here, I ......"

Alas, it's a handful of Denmark, I hope Lord Hans Christian Andersen doesn't care. Zhang Ang prayed silently in his heart.

"Well, it seems that you are a poor man, too. The hook-nosed minister did not continue to dwell on the issue of finding his brother: "Adolf said that you have a lot of political opinions, I wonder if I will have the pleasure of listening to it?"

"Of course you can. Zhang Ang took a few deep breaths, as if to calm down: "After these days of observation and thinking, I found that although Germany is strong, it also has many problems, the most serious of which is the solidification of classes, and the inability to circulate between classes!"

"Class solidification?" the hook-nosed minister looked a little interested, "Interesting noun, you continue." ”

After so many years of conquest, Germany produced countless Junker aristocrats, and these Junker aristocrats formed one class after another! The court Junkers, the parliamentary Junkers, who held the real power of the state, were the upper classes. The Junkers, the Junkers, the Junkers, who hold the authority of a city or an army, are the middle class. The Junkers, who control a village, a farm, and a village that does not have much land, the landlord Junkers, are the lower classes. These three classes have firmly grasped the lifeblood of the Empire, like three huge bloodsucking worms, lying on the body of the Empire, full of the blood of the German Empire! Moreover, they have firmly grasped the various channels of class rise, and have created one invisible shackle after another, locking it on our heads, so that ordinary people like us, even the poor, cannot break through even if we have worked hard all our lives! We can only be oppressed and exploit......ed by them from generation to generation." Zhang Ang began to skillfully use the political knowledge of junior high school.

It seemed that his point of view was very attractive, and everyone listened very carefully, several of them had clenched their fists, and several of them had bruises on their heads and were full of anger.

"Smack, smack, smack......"

The hook-nosed minister took the lead in applauding: "Class, three classes, invisible yokes...... Yes, we, the German Workers' Party, want to break the shackles and destroy this class. Let us Germany be fairer and more just! We will overthrow this decadent Junker aristocracy! Let everyone have a channel to forge ahead, so that everyone can get the merit and glory he deserves!"

He stood up, walked up to Zhang Ang, and stretched out his hand: "Matt Damon, on behalf of the German Workers' Party, I welcome you to join!"

There was a round of applause in the room.

(To be continued.) )