Chapter 4

The focal point of the train journey was Zurich Station, which looked much the same as it would a hundred years later, except that the women's attire was more conservative, and no one was using mobile phones or tablets. The station building, the square outside, and the statues on the square were all the same as what Hessman would see a hundred years later.

Compared to German cities, the biggest difference here was the large number of young and middle-aged men coming and going, and the fact that almost none of them were in military uniforms. Although all of Europe was embroiled in war, Switzerland remained a peaceful haven, untouched by the conflict.

"Dear, our carriage has arrived." Hainsberg, holding Hessman's arm, raised her other hand and pointed to two somewhat old-fashioned carriages on the square.

After passing through the customs at Zurich Station via the VIP channel reserved for diplomatic personnel, Hainsberg began to call Hessman "dear." Of course, this was not because the two had fallen in love during the journey, but because it was necessary for their work.

Since Lenin was a great proletarian revolutionary, it was not convenient for him to cooperate with German militarists, nor to receive money from them... Therefore, the people who had been funding Lenin and protecting his safety in Switzerland were "German Social Democrats." Although this lie was rather crude, it was politically correct. As long as this facade was not exposed, no one could say that Lenin was collaborating with German militarists; at most, he had been deceived by class enemies.

So now Hessman was a Social Democrat, and he had given himself a rather amusing pseudonym—Otto Braun (the famous Li De advisor, who now wanted to be Lenin's military advisor). Hainsberg's identity was previously that of a German Social Democrat, Eva Green, and now she was "married" and known as Mrs. Eva Braun... Through this relationship, Hessman could be introduced to Lenin in a more natural way.

As for the red-nosed, fat Ettel, he was Eva Honecker's brother, Max Green—this pseudonym he had used for almost ten years. When Lenin first arrived in Switzerland, he had sent money and supplies under the name of Comrade Green. Later, as his position rose and his work became busier, he had the new diplomat Hainsberg, under the name of Miss Green (Comrade Green's sister), join the effort to help Lenin.

"Karl, move all the luggage to the back carriage, be careful." Hessman gave orders to his assistant, the large Karl Stockhausen.

"Yes, Captain!" Karl Stockhausen, now dressed as a worker, stood at attention and habitually saluted.

"Karl!" Hessman looked around and, seeing that the relaxed Swiss people had not noticed the few suspicious individuals, he breathed a sigh of relief: "Not Captain, but Comrade!"

"Yes! Comrade!" Karl Stockhausen saluted again and then went with his three subordinates to move the luggage. These four men looked like they had spent a long time in the military.

Hessman, of course, was a bit worried and looked around again.

"Dear, don't worry." Hainsberg gently poked Hessman. "Switzerland is another world, peaceful, tranquil, beautiful, and prosperous, far from the war. Everyone is friendly, and there's no need to worry about counter-espionage agencies."

"What about Lenin's people?" Hessman glanced at Ettel. "I assume they know your true identities?"

Ettel was filling his pipe with tobacco and laughed heartily: "Get in the carriage, my dear brother-in-law. We have a long way to go; Zurich is quite far from Kuchevyze... But we can enjoy the Swiss scenery along the way. It's a beautiful country, the scenery is really stunning, and it won't disappoint you."

The group split into two parts. Karl Stockhausen and his three "worker" subordinates sat in the back of an open carriage loaded with luggage. Hessman and Ettel got into the front carriage with a cabin. Miss Hainsberg went to a nearby store and bought a large amount of food, including Swiss rolls, chocolate, milk, sausages, and beer, which she packed into two large bags. She gave one bag to Karl Stockhausen and his group and took the other onto the carriage with Hessman.

The carriage wheels rolled, and they slowly moved along Zurich's beautiful and elegant streets.

"This place is really nice, a great place to live. If I could live here forever, it would be wonderful." Hessman calculated in his mind. His original "von" name indicated he was a minor noble from a small town in East Prussia. He had a farm in East Prussia, but it had been abandoned after the war broke out. His father, a retired officer, had no savings and had re-enlisted after the war started, and was now somewhere on the Eastern Front. Hessman also had a stepmother and a brother who had been killed in action, and a half-sister (his biological mother had died in childbirth over a decade ago).

This was his family situation. Hessman had to send money to his stepmother and half-sister in Königsberg every month to help them cope with the increasingly difficult life. He would also have to think about his half-sister's dowry—considering that over two million German young men had been killed or disabled, the dowry required for Hessman's half-sister to marry a suitable man would not be a small amount.

So Hessman had to give up the idea of retiring after the war and living a comfortable life in Switzerland. He could only focus on how to help the Third Reich win the future world war.

"Where are we going in Kuchevyze?" Hessman asked.

"It's a nice sanatorium in the Alps," Hainsberg said, "surrounded by forests and snow-capped mountains, and the prices are very reasonable."

"Where will we set up the radio when we get there?" Hessman asked, "You're not going to have me set up the antenna in the sanatorium, are you?"

"The radio will be set up in my house. I have a house near Kuchevyze."

"It's very large and beautiful," Ettel said, pointing at Hainsberg with his pipe. "She is a baroness, a real noble with an estate, a castle, and an annuity." He winked at Hessman and added, "And she's single!"

"Mr. Ettel!" Hainsberg exclaimed, a hint of sadness in her eyes.

"Miss Hainsberg, you need to look forward," Ettel said, taking a puff of his pipe and exhaling a cloud of blue-white smoke. "This war has taken too many lives, but the living must still live!"

"I know, I know..." Hainsberg looked at Hessman, who had fallen into deep thought again, and said in a barely audible voice, "We'll talk about it after the war. I don't want to lose anyone else."

"The war will end soon, probably this year," Ettel said.

"The war on the Eastern Front won't end soon," Hessman suddenly interjected. "I think we're going to do something big this time."

"Something big?" Ettel took another puff of his pipe. "Ludwig, what do you want to do?"

Hessman was silent for a moment, as if making a big decision, and then lowered his voice: "I want to escort Lenin back to Russia and stay by his side to help him become the ruler of Russia!"

"Stay in Russia?" Ettel, smoking his pipe, frowned. "And help Lenin become the ruler of Russia? Is that possible?"

Hessman nodded and said seriously: "For the sake of Germany, even if there's only a one in ten thousand chance, we must try our best!"

...

Kuchevyze was in the mountains south of Zurich, at a very high altitude, almost at the snow-covered summit. It was a relatively inexpensive sanatorium. Hainsberg's villa was located near the halfway point of the mountain, next to a blue lake, with a picturesque view.

Hessman settled Karl Stockhausen and the other three "coolies" there and spent an hour setting up the radio. Then he took Hainsberg's slender waist and walked up the mountain together. He discovered that the baroness was not as fat as she appeared; her waist was quite slim, but her chest was very full, stretching out her wide woolen dress.

However, Hessman's mind was not on women at this moment because he was about to meet the great mentor! A living, breathing Lenin! Although he had already met German marshals like Ludendorff and Kesselring, as a Chinese progressive youth who had grown up under the red flag and had once sworn under the red flag, Lenin had once held a very high status in his heart, almost on par with the founding father of the Red Dynasty.

Moreover, during the journey, Hessman had repeatedly pondered. To prevent American imperialism from putting a noose around his neck, he had to vigorously promote the Soviet-German alliance!

Only by uniting with Russia and the Communists... at least maintaining the Soviet-German alliance until the complete defeat of Britain and America, could the Third Reich have a chance to win the next world war.

And in Hessman's view, uniting with Russia and the Communists was entirely possible. The existence of the German Empire was actually beneficial to the Soviet Union. Both the Soviet Union, dominated by GCism, and the German Empire, dominated by nationalism, were incompatible with international capitalism. The Third Reich had to be strangled, and the Red Empire of Soviet Russia had to be eliminated!

In the original history, international capitalism, which controlled the United States, indeed achieved these two major goals! The former was eliminated by force, and the latter was dissolved through a forty-year Cold War.

The Soviet Union's loss in the Cold War was certainly due to its systemic flaws. However, it cannot be denied that the Soviet Union, along with some not particularly wealthy or developed Eastern European allies, was far weaker than their capitalist opponents in overall strength.

In terms of economy, technology, population, resources, and land area, the Soviet Union was at an absolute disadvantage. The only way to counter the West was to concentrate financial and material resources on military power. The result was naturally a military that excelled, while the civilian sectors withered... It wasn't particularly withered, but it was far from the GCist paradise.

But if the Soviet Union had done things differently, could it have countered the West and won the Cold War? It would probably have died even faster!

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